How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 86: Proposal

The next morning.

The lukewarm dawn air flowed in through the cracks in the window and lingered on Jung Yu-shin’s nose.

He opened his eyes.

It was already dawning in the summer.

“Oh my arm.”

My muscles were sore from the intense training at the fencing club yesterday.

Still, I should have gained some strength since I had a good night’s rest, but my arms strangely lacked strength.

“Rin?”

“Squeak...squeak.”

Rin was clinging to Jung Yu-shin’s arm, shaking her head from side to side.

“Rin, where does it hurt?”

Rin looked at Jung Yu-shin with a resentful look.

“Squeak!”

“What’s wrong?”

What did I do?

No way.

Did I unconsciously move my hand all night to massage Rin?

When I realized it, I felt sorry.

“Rin, I’m sorry.”

I raised my hand and gently stroked Rin’s head.

“Tick.”

Rin, whose head was pressed hard, shuddered and buried her face in the bed.

Rin, who had spread out like a well-boiled mochi.

Jung Yu-shin patted Rin’s butt once and got up from his seat.

After changing clothes and going down to the first floor, Tarman was cleaning the store.

“Tarman.”

“Ska-nim.”

I went to the kitchen to say hello to Anne and went out to the yard to stretch my body.

I took my time stretching. When my muscles that had been stiff all night loosened up, I slowly ran around the yard.

“Whew. Whoo.”

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

As I walked around the yard, I thought about my conversation with Ashur, the leader of the swordsmanship association, last night.

‘Change your thoughts. There’s a reason why you’re doing that. I think it’s right to think that your subconsciousness, which is constantly trying to probe the other person’s weakness, has been revealed.’

‘Ashur, I think that’s slander. I’m a proper prosecutor.’

‘Stop talking nonsense. A proper prosecutor doesn’t covet his master’s stomach.’

‘Yes.’

After going around the entire yard, he stood up and took a breath.

“Okay.”

Jeong Yu-shin pulled out his longsword and swung it.

Whooooowung!

At first glance, it was a swinging posture. It was close to a sword dance.

The very dance he had danced after defeating all the assassins in the labyrinth.

In fact, it was an action to reflect on the flow of the sword that he had realized while striking the bolt.

The assassins whose heads were already shattered wouldn’t know.

Again.

He thought back on the fights he had experienced so far. No matter how many times he fought, they were new and never boring. Because he had won.

There are things to learn from failure.

There were also things to learn from success.

The former looked back with the feeling of chewing bitter gall, while the latter felt like a bear munching on sweet honey.

He swung his sword, imagining the common dark elf he had fought in the previous fight.

Ssaeeeeeeek!!!

The light of the sword scattered with the sweat.

When his back was soaked with moisture, he put the sword away and took off his top.

Push-ups and squats.

30 reps each, 1 set. 10 sets each.

It’s not enough for a day’s exercise. But he did it consistently for several months.

He felt his entire body’s muscles burning.

A heat like a blister emanated from his body drenched in sweat.

“Three...three hundred! The end!”

He staggered up from his seat, caught his breath, and washed himself at the well.

“Go, Ska-nim.”

“Okay. Take care of the store.”

“Yes.”

After finishing breakfast, Tarman sent me off and I ran to the temple.

“Thank you for your hard work in class today.”

““Yes! Teacher Mion! Thank you.””

It was lunchtime and the orphanage class was over.

The children left the classroom with Mion’s greeting.

Jung Yu-shin also quickly left the classroom and went to the temple cafeteria to eat lunch.

After lunch and a short rest, he and Mion started studying alone.

Thump!

Mion put a thick book down on the desk.

“Here! I brought a book about the list of monsters in the ‘forest’ area.”

Jung Yu-shin’s eyes widened.

“It’s huge.”

“The deeper the labyrinth, the more monsters appear. I brought children’s stories because I thought you might get bored. Of course, you should read the stories regularly.”

“Thank you.”

“Shall we read it together?”

“Yes.”

Mi-on and Jeong Yu-shin stuck together and started flipping through the book.

Jeong Yu-shin instantly became focused.

It had written about the types of monsters that appear in the forest area, their ecology, and their appearance. It had a strong academic approach.

Mi-on glanced at Scar.

He was looking at the book with serious eyes and taking notes, but he was stroking his thigh with his other hand.

“···It’s a green worm. ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) It mainly bites the skin with its sharp mouth and enters deep into the human body. Hehe.”

Scar’s hand gripped her thigh tightly. As the soft flesh of her thigh was pressed tightly, her stomach tightened.

The manly hand didn’t stop there and began to slowly enter her thigh.

Mi-on’s mouth went dry.

What if I spread my legs here?

I’d be disqualified as a priest.

An unmarried virgin sitting next to a man and spreading her legs.

It’s absurd.

But.

Mi-on's tongue licked her lips lightly.

'Just a little bit?'

She spread her thighs that had been tightly closed a little.

I don't know if it was because of the summer or some other reason, but hot heat rose up from the tight priest's uniform.

Scar's hand slowly crawled inside.

He gently pressed with his finger as if he wanted to tell her where he was going.

"Hoohoo. Hooohoo!"

Mi-on let out a rough breath and leaned against Jung Yu-shin's body.

She unconsciously wrapped her arms around Jung Yu-shin and put her heavy chest between them.

Strong, muscular arms.

Her heart pounded.

'Oh... is it coming!'

Mi-on turned her head and let out a rough breath.

The plump labia majora wrapped in a tight T-panty line poked her head out, secreting her heart juice.

At that very moment when his rough fingers almost touched.

“Huh!”

Jung Yu-shin came to his senses and looked at Mi-on.

In an instant, his manly arms slipped out of his painful groin.

“I... I’m sorry. I still lack training, so it’s difficult to control the side effects.”

“Ah...”

A sigh of regret escaped Mi-on’s lips at Jung Yu-shin’s apology.

Mi-on kept brushing her ears while cupping her empty thighs.

“Ah... no. It’s okay. Then shall we move on?”

“Yes.”

“This monster...”

The study of the forest area continued in an awkward atmosphere.

After about two hours.

Jung Yu-shin finished his lesson with Mi-on and got up from his seat.

For some reason, Mi-on was still sitting.

“Thank you, Teacher Mi-on. I learned a lot today.”

“Ah... no. I’m glad I could help.”

Mi-on lowered her head and buried her face in her book as she watched Jung Yu-shin leave.

“··· What did I do.”

Mi-on’s neck, revealed between her blond hair, was red.

Jung Yu-shin left the temple and ran to the swordsmanship association.

“It’s late. Can you come a little faster?”

Ashur, who was lying on the reception desk, lifted his head and looked at Jung Yu-shin.

“I’m sorry.”

“Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Jung Yu-shin went out to the training ground and sparred with Ashur repeatedly.

Kaaaaang!!!

Kaaaaang!!!

As they clashed swords in a state of ecstasy, the sun had set and the moon had risen.

It was late at night, and Jung Yu-shin, completely exhausted, knelt down on his knees.

“Keuh-euk!!!”

All the strength left my body and I couldn't get up.

Ashur turned his back and opened his mouth.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Hoo...hoo...please wait a moment. I have something to ask you."

I debated whether to say it or not, but there was no way.

Sacred Weapon.

I tried to leave it as a secret technique, but Ashur already knew.

It's a lifeline imprint. However, I haven't had any use for it lately.

No.

I should have thought I couldn't use it.

It was because there was one serious flaw.

Time limit.

A fatal flaw that prevented me from fighting with my sword due to the short 3 seconds.

There was also the disadvantage that it took time to recast after the summoned weapon disappeared.

A technique specialized only in attacking and exploiting weak points.

The limitations were clear.

However, he racked his brain and came up with a method.

Parry them all.

Gather magical power in your hand and summon a sacred weapon to immediately read the opponent's attack and block or deflect it in advance.

Jeong Yu-shin explained his thoughts to Ashur.

Ashur made a bewildered expression.

“Do you think that's possible?”

“What else is impossible?”

“Aside from sufficient magical power, the speed of casting the imprint, the speed of reflection, the ability to read the flow of the weapon, and the technique of handling the sword are all combined, but it's hard to use it once or twice. How is that possible?”

“I can use parry now.”

“Was that sword dance that I did in the morning really parrying practice?”

‘Crazy stalker elf.’

It wasn’t surprising anymore.

“Chairman, it looks slow, but it’s not that bad.”

“Haa. Okay. Anyway, since your posture is stable enough, you can move on to the next step.”

“What’s the next step?”

“Sparring.”

“Who are you going to do it with?”

“There are plenty of sparring partners. Do you know that the members of the swordsmanship association want to spar with you? This is a good opportunity.”

“···Ashur-nim!”

Jung Yu-shin’s voice trembled with emotion. His heart warmed at the fact that he could finally move forward.

“Sparring is just sparring, so don’t blame your opponent for losing.”

“···Ashur-nim.”

The emotion quickly cooled down.

Ashur snickered, patted Jung Yu-shin on the shoulder, and turned around.

“Good luck. Try that Sacred Weapon thing. If it doesn’t work out, just get a good sword and use it well.”

Ashur finished speaking and left the training grounds with a staggering pace.

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Jung Yu-shin also got up from his seat and left the training grounds.

He walked through the dark streets and returned to the inn.

He cleaned up and went to bed. Lin was nowhere to be seen.

Where did she go?

Did she go to Ingrid?

If so, that was fortunate. I gave her a good massage last night, so there was nothing to worry about.

When I closed my eyes, darkness came.

Three weeks passed.

There were no major changes in my daily life.

I sat with Mi-on and studied.

I sparred with the members of the union. It wasn’t easy because they were all just people who could do anything, but I gained a lot from it. It was a valuable training time where I could turn my experience gained from battles into skills.

“Good.”

Jung Yu-shin clenched and unclenched his hands as he sat at the table.

His tanned skin twitched with muscles.

His arms were completely different from when he first came to the labyrinth.

They were the arms of a warrior.

He rolled hard as Ashur had advised, and his arm became easier to control.

Creak.

The inn door opened and Dulchanko came in.

Dulchanko had a bag with a bear face embroidered on his shoulder.

“Ska-nim.”

“Are you here?”

“I brought the backpack as you said.”

“It’s perfect.”

Jung Yu-shin accepted the backpack and smiled brightly.

A leather backpack that assassins used to carry.

When Dulchanko gave him his feelings, he found out that it had been enchanted with expansion magic.

Since it was stolen goods, he took it to a repair shop and had it decorated to his taste.

The deeper you go into the labyrinth, the longer you have to stay, so it was a magical backpack that explorers needed.

It wasn't an exceptionally good backpack, though.

It was definitely a helpful item when entering the middle level.

Jeong Yu-shin raised his head.

"How's the atmosphere in the streets these days?"

"It's the same as usual. There's a Blue Moon Festival in a month, so it's a bit Busan-like."

Blue Moon?

"What's the Blue Moon Festival?"

"It's a summer festival. It's a day when various spirits ascend to the night sky and bless the well-being and prosperity of believers."

"Really? What should we do for our store?"

"Yes. I expect many people from outside to come. It's a great opportunity to increase sales."

"Okay. Will you help me? I'll pay you a lot."

"I'll work hard."

Dulchang-ko answered with a grin.

Jeong Yu-shin put his bag on his shoulder and got up from his seat.

All the preparations were done.

Through Mi-on, he gained knowledge of the forest area.

He honed his skills by rolling around in the swordsmanship guild.

All that was left was.

Finding a new friend.

‘I hope he’s a normal friend this time.’

At that moment.

Clang!

The inn door opened.

Jung Yu-shin turned his head and looked at the person approaching.

“You...?”

Jung Yu-shin’s eyes widened.

“It’s been a while. Scar.”

The man in the iron mask spoke with a smiling voice.

The person suspected to be the first prince continued.

“Are you still innocent?”

“···Suddenly?”

Since he was well-educated, even his skills at squeezing were a work of art.

However.

He suddenly barged into someone else’s business and asked if he was still feeling sorry.

Does this iron mask have no human feelings?

Jung Yu-shin’s expression hardened.

“What’s going on?”

“We’re missing one person in our party. Come in.”

Iron Mask held out his hand.