Chapter 41 – Festival, Confession, and Dungeon (3)
Fortunately, the deathmatch did not happen right away. It seems that they also have their own case. We inspected the room where the artifact came from.
“Nothing came out… I guess this was all.”
Robert said regretfully.
“Then let’s get out of here. There’s nothing good about staying there.”
Robert put the artifact into his bag. Edgar and Duncan’s eyes furrowed.
“Why are you putting that in your bag?”
“What? I put it in my bag because I’m holding it. Is that such a problem? Do you think I’m going to run away with something?”
“It’s something you don’t know.”
“Under! So who’s holding this? According to you, who can you trust here?”
An argument between the three began. Everyone became sensitive because of the artifacts they mistook for a few hundred gold. On the way, Carl said, ‘Then I’ll hold it!’ And was beaten by the three.
‘Isn’t that why I’m getting stabbed?’
I wonder how long it’s been since I stopped worrying about the deathmatch. As the voice rose, Robert came up with a compromise.
“I can walk in the middle. You two are always by my side.”
“Hmm…”
Even within that compromise, the two seemed dissatisfied. If you go on like this, there is no end. I had no choice but to speak out.
“If you’re going to keep arguing there, I’ll leave it.”
Only then did the two nod their heads as if they understood. I’m not convinced, but I can’t go back without my help.
We came out of the dungeon the same way we entered. It wasn’t too difficult since I had roughly figured out the location of the trap.
I sat down on the floor that came out of the dungeon and took a break. Unlike in the dungeon, the atmosphere is friendly.
“What do you guys plan to do when you get paid?”
Robert asked as he bit off the jerky. Smiles bloomed on the faces of the adventurers. Carl spoke first.
“I will buy the finest weapons. It will be the cornerstone for me to become a high-level adventurer someday!”
Edgar smiled as he looked at the knife.
“Gold grade… I have a big dream. I’m about to quit this damn adventurer.”
“What are you going to do when you quit?”
“I should go back to my hometown and build a ranch. The village guys will be surprised. Because the guy who made fun of me as a bastard came back with success.”
Edgar’s face brightened as if he was excited just by imagining it. Duncan continued.
“I am thinking of going over to the Empire. I’ve heard that it’s better to live there than here, and there are many rare things I’ve never seen before.”
Duncan, who had been grinning, turned his gaze to me.
“Are you?”
“Well, I will just live the way I used to live. Save your money.”
“Eh, there’s no romance.”
“That’s right, you should dream big like me!”
“You are too much.”
“What?!”
Haha!”
The atmosphere matured as they shared jokes. Robert pulled out a classy glass bottle and wooden cups from his backpack.
“What is that?”
“This is the wine reserved for a good day like this. Come on, let’s have a drink.”
“Good!”
Carl accepted the hazelwood cup. Robert poured the wine into a cup.
“I want you guys to come too.”
Robert handed us a wooden cup of wine. After pouring wine into his own cup, he shouted a toast.
“Today we safely attacked that dangerous dungeon. I also took expensive relics there. All that’s left is to sell this and get rich! Shout out, we are rich!!”
-We are rich!!
They clinked their glasses and each drank his own wine. Carl’s wooden cup fell to the floor.
“Uh…?”
Carl’s eyes unfocused, and his body trembled slightly.
“My body, my body is strange… I can’t work…”
The knife fell powerlessly. The rest of the crew dumped the wine on the floor. When I saw the sheep, everyone didn’t even open their mouths. Robert smiled shyly.
“Oh, is it too obvious?”
Robert drew his sword and cut it crosswise. As expected, he rolled back and dodged. The rest got out on their own. Robert got up, brushing his ass.
“Damn it, I didn’t know you’d be successful.”
“Uh… I feel strange… Help me…”
“Shut up.”
Robert thrust the sword into Carl’s back. Carl’s eyes widened, then drooped helplessly. Robert roughly drew his sword. Blood splattered all around.
“How noisy the kid was.”
Robert spit on Carl’s body. A thick stream of spittle ran down Carl’s face.
I drew a dagger in both hands. One is a new item bought from a blacksmith not too long ago. These days, it was not too much to practice ‘Dangga’s dagger technique’ with the left hand.
Edgar and Duncan also drew their respective weapons. I asked Robert.
“How old are we?”
“What?”
Robert narrowed his brows.
“How many more times have you been here before us?”
“Ah, did you notice that too?”
He tutted and clicked his tongue before replying.
“You guys are number three.”
I knew it.
Robert had been here two more times with other parties. They must have used the party members as bait to move forward, and memorized traps at their sacrifice. Thanks to that, I got through the early pitfalls perfectly.
“It’s all because of you. If I had that ability, I should have said it from the beginning. Thanks to you, you got dirty.”
Robert pointed his sword at me. His eyes looked at Edgar and Duncan.
“What about giving up? We are three and you are alone. No matter how good it is, it will be difficult to deal with the three of us.”
“The old man ignores me too much. The same grade is not all the same grade. And three? You don’t think they’re all on the same side, do you?”
“What are you talking about? We will kill you and divide the price of the artifact equally into three.”
At that, Robert grabbed his stomach and laughed. At the same time, he did not neglect to protect himself with a shield.
“What do you divide by three? While thinking about how to hit the back of the head.”
“Don’t think of us as you.”
“Then, when I handed you the wine earlier, why didn’t you say anything? If you stopped it, this bastard might have lived.”
Robert stabbed the knife with his sword. A look of perplexity crossed Duncan’s face. I said.
“Why are you swayed by such words? If we fight, we’ll all die to that bastard. Let’s divide them into equal thirds and kill them quickly.”
“Third? Do you guys listen to him? He said he would eat 40 percent alone…”
“I will go in first. Edgar, follow me immediately!”
I cut off the alienation from Robert and ran first. Of course, ‘The Wolf’s Pact’ was turned on. Aim for his head and stab him with a dagger. Because he turned his head to avoid it, he hit the shield with his body.
“Keuk..!”
Robert was pushed back a little. Just like that, I kicked him in the shin. There was no damage due to the protection. Just he stumbled and I stabbed the dagger in his right hand. He brushed the boy’s forehead.
“This bastard!”
Robert moved his sword. Edgar intervened and pushed it away with his shield.
It became a standoff again.
I looked at Robert and felt embarrassed.
‘Is this bastard on the same level?’
I realized it from a brief collision just before. Robert is much weaker than Patrick, let alone Belita. It will take some time, but I can fight and win on my own.
I glanced back. An arrow is attached to Duncan’s bow.
‘If Robert dies easily…’
That arrow might be aiming for my head. Changed the operation. My priority now is to make that arrow shoot.
I yelled at Edgar.
“Edgar, what are you doing! Stick fast!”
“What? We should go in together!”
“Sick! I don’t have a shield If you take the front, I’ll hit the side. Mr. Duncan, if you see an opening, shoot it!”
“Leave it to me!”
“Ed what are you doing! Go in quickly!”
“Damn it!”
Edgar clashed shields with Robert. The power struggle between the two began, and I slowly turned around the two of them.
‘I have to make an opening wide enough to shoot the bow.’
The clash between the two continued. Hit the shield, pushed, and kicked. Robert tipped his sword and tried to pierce Edgar’s shield. I ran straight away.
“Where!”
Robert cut his sword crosswise at me. I leaned over and passed him. A dagger was stuck in his thigh.
Robert’s posture collapsed.
“Now!”
Whoops, I heard the wind. I stabbed Edgar in the side with the dagger in my right hand. I quickly pull it out and try to throw it to Duncan.
“…You’re fast.”
“Because I was a hunter.”
A new arrow was already attached. He smiled broadly
“Why? It would be neat if we killed Robert and split it among ourselves.”
I focused my consciousness on the sensations. With Werther’s senses, he anticipates where the arrow is aimed. It’s my chest
“Does the one who thinks so immediately put a new arrow into it? It usually takes a while to panic.”
Can I avoid it? No, with my physical abilities, it’s a gamble. Then what should I do? The answer came out.
“Haha… The older you get, the better. A coin is better than a beautiful lady.”
From now on, it’s an eye fight. I watched the finger holding the feather of the arrow.
“I guess it’s because I’m old.”
“Well, that’s right.”
I stopped talking and my fingers were removed. I was aiming for the wrong beat, but it doesn’t work. An arrow flew through the wind and pierced my left forearm.
“Ugh..!”
I endured the pain of tearing my flesh and threw the dagger. Duncan, who was about to carry a new arrow, stuck it in his shoulder. I picked up the rocks around me and ran.
“This!”
Duncan gave up his bow, drew his curved sword and swung it. I stopped outside the range of the curved sword. A stone was thrown at his head, and Duncan fell with a dull sound.
I jumped right on top of him and poked his eyes out. Duncan screams, clutching his eyes.
I went back to where Robert’s backpack was.
When I opened the backpack, I saw the pink liquid I had noticed before. As I was taking it, I heard Edgar’s painful moans from the side.
Haha… Help me, please… Because you can have that…”
I turned my gaze to Robert. He was dead with an arrow stuck in his throat. He drew the dagger from his thigh and stabbed Edgar.
[You have acquired 15 Karma.]
I gathered the pink liquid and the artifact and sat down next to Duncan. Duncan was losing his mind.
“Hehe… After all, people have to live according to the theme. If you covet something that doesn’t fit your bowl, you’ll end up like me. Keep in mind too…”
“…”
I sliced his forearm thinly with a dagger. Duncan groaned softly.
“Kkeuh… Are you torturing me? There is nothing to be gained from torturing…”
A small amount of pink liquid was sprayed over the thin wound. Then it started to bubble, the blood stopped, and the wound started to stick.
‘…It’s a potion.’
“If you’re going to kill me, hurry up…”
Stabbed him in the neck
[You have acquired 12 Karma.]
I put the ‘healing muzzle’ on my mouth. It is said to amplify the healing effect. I also needed water.
With his right hand, he caught an arrow lodged in his forearm. Beyond burning, a thrilling pain pierces the brain. I couldn’t stand it and let go.
I tried to catch it again, but I couldn’t. It’s more of a pain than you think.
‘Maybe I’d rather go to the temple in this state.’
It’s a crazy idea. But the fear of having my arm pierced and the thrilling pain in my brain fuel me.
‘…Okay. That would be better than messing around here.’
Let’s go back
My arms are burning, but I just have to endure it for a few hours. Even the guards will take me to the temple if they see my arm.
As I tried to stand up, the familiar voices of the two passed through my brain.
-Yoosung, are you okay?! You’re not hurt?!
– Thank you Mom, Dad, Yurmia-sama. Thank you!
…Fuck.
He grabbed the arrow and took a deep breath. Pulled straight Arrowheads cut through my flesh and touch my bones. I gritted my teeth and endured the fact that my eyes almost turned upside down.
“Turn it off…!!”
When I applied more force, the arrow was pulled out of my forearm. I threw down the arrow and picked up the potion. With trembling hands, he poured the potion on the wound.
A pain that is not much different from before comes.
“Turn off…!!!”
After 3 minutes, the blood stopped.
After 10 minutes, new skin sprouted.
After 20 minutes, the wound was covered with new flesh.
“Whoa…”
The pain subsided. I sprawled on the floor. I looked at the potion bottle in my right hand and threw it hard.
“It was cheap.”
Hey, spend some expensive ones.
