Chapter 216 Emergency
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Translator: JayM
Chapter: 216
Chapter Title: Emergency
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Gwyn gasped for breath and then screamed.
"Hey! Don't just watch, help Skar!"
Vlad, who was sitting in his chair, let out a soft sigh.
"Quiet. Just watch."
The black wolves circled around Gwyn.
"Kuk!"
But Gwyn gripped her sword and tried to rush forward.
Vlad snapped his fingers, and Gwyn instantly collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.
Rex knelt on one knee and bowed his head before Vlad.
"Is that barbarian's name Skar?"
"Yes."
"Aldein raised him well. A remarkable fellow."
"Pardon?"
"Never mind. Keep your head down."
"Shouldn't we help him?"
"There's no need to snatch away an opportunity for growth."
Rex was puzzled.
An opportunity for growth?
Skar's state was disastrous.
His entire body was stained red with the blood from his wounds.
His expression twisted like a demon's every time he breathed, as if his broken ribs were piercing his lungs.
His steps were so unsteady that it looked like he would collapse at any moment.
Anyone could see that Skar was close to death.
A normal person couldn't walk around after having their stomach pierced. And yet, he had forced himself to stand up.
Where did this fighting spirit, this willingness to charge headfirst at an overwhelming opponent, come from?
And against a kin of an Outer God, no less.
Rex couldn't understand Skar.
When faced with an overwhelming opponent, the wisest course of action was to retreat.
But Skar clung to Mits like a mad dog.
Rex swallowed dryly.
'That madman.'
Even in his dazed state, Jeong Yoo-shin stubbornly swung his single-edged sword.
No.
In truth, he didn't know what he was swinging.
It was hard for him to tell if he was swinging his single-edged sword or a [Sacred Weapon].
Mits was shouting something in front of him, but he couldn't hear it.
'Strange.'
It felt like a hazy, dream-like battle. Everything flowed slowly, as if in a dream.
What should he call this situation?
Was this his life flashing before his eyes?
He didn't know.
In that slowly flowing time…
He saw an opening in Mits.
'Right shoulder.'
He thrust a golden dagger.
Mits screamed something, his face contorted.
Jeong Yoo-shin smiled. It was a good sight.
Again, he saw an opening.
'Left thigh.'
What weapon should he use this time?
All sorts of weapons flashed through his mind like a panorama.
Dagger, hand axe, longsword, mace, spear.
'Hand axe.'
He twisted his waist, dodged Mits's arm, and embedded a golden hand axe into the other’s thigh.
Mits limped and retreated.
He summoned a spear and immediately thrust it into Mits's abdomen.
Mits, who had created an awkward distance, could do nothing as his abdomen was pierced.
This time, several openings were revealed to him.
'Left shoulder blade.'
'Right wrist.'
Jeong Yoo-shin smiled.
In a dark corner of the sewer…
Various weapons were born and then faded in Jeong Yoo-shin's hands.
The crafted weapons, like comets passing through the vast universe, cut through the darkness of the sewer and embedded themselves in Mits's body.
The weapons, having served their purpose, scattered into golden particles, twinkling like stars.
Sword, spear, axe, mace.
The myriad of equipment he had experienced and seen so far.
To remember how to wield a weapon, he had to remember the person who wielded it.
In a single weapon, someone's story was contained within.
Again, numerous connections flashed through his mind.
How had Karin wielded her dagger?
What was the way Gillian swung her greatsword?
How had Einhorfer handled his single-bladed axe?
Did he remember how Ingrid had brought down her massive blade?
His connections became armaments, and their stories showed the path the weapons should take.
'A sword should go here.'
'An axe here.'
'With a mace...'
Rex stared blankly at Skar.
Countless weapons were created and disappeared in the half-barbarian's hands.
He even created and swung the halberd that he himself used.
Mits struggled to break free, but like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, he was swept away by the wave of armaments, tossed about here and there.
At some point, the single-edged sword was neatly sheathed at the barbarian's waist.
Skar stepped as if dancing, swinging his golden weapons.
He would swing a mace, then suddenly switch to a dagger, use a longsword, and then bring down a greatsword.
A fighting style that used weapons in the right place at the right time, as naturally as flowing water.
It was a method he had never seen or heard of before.
"Flowing grandly like the night sky, does the type of armament not matter? Excellent. Ashur really put his mind to raising a disciple. Is this Weapon Master Skar?"
Vlad's voice was mixed with excitement.
"Pardon?"
Rex asked back at the new title for Skar.
Vlad thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"On second thought, I don't think he's at that level yet. But if he can draw out the 'trait' of his armaments with that skill, no one would be able to stand against him."
Rex couldn't understand what he was talking about at all.
Vlad glanced at Rex's blank expression and turned his head away. He decided not to waste any more attention on this stupid wolf beast-person. The end of the fight was approaching.
"Kuuuuhk!!!"
Mits' eyes widened as he let out a groan.
He couldn't accept it.
A half-barbarian.
He was clearly a dying man. A corpse that would fall over with a single push.
But the man had become more agile, more elegant, and a lot stronger.
And the powerful divinity that was gradually appearing from within him.
'It's definitely the power of an Outer God.'
A power similar to that of a Spirit God, but distinctly alien.
Despicably hateful.
The eternal light.
Lux Aeterna.
He could feel it.
Slyly hidden within the divine power of the [Sacred Weapon], it was inflicting pain on Mits.
Because of the extreme pain, the personalities dormant within him were screaming.
'If only I had a little more time!'
Someone shouted from the depths.
The kin of the Outer God, Changeling, screamed hysterically.
"Shut up!!!"
Jeong Yoo-shin took advantage of the kin's distraction, summoned a massive Zweihänder, and thrust it…
…To the place he wanted it to go.
The abdomen.
Puuuuuuuk!!!
The mighty golden greatsword pierced through Mits' stomach, tore through his insides, and came out of his back.
Mits convulsed and then collapsed to his knees.
Jeong Yoo-shin let go of the greatsword and stepped back.
Mits's face twisted like a demon's, then turned into a tearful one.
"P-Please spare me just once."
"..."
"I-I'll n-never eat anyone again! It was my first time in this world, so I didn't know any better! Please!"
Jeong Yoo-shin stood silently for a moment, then opened his mouth.
"Dicky Marson."
"Pardon?"
"Change into Dicky Marson's face."
"...Yes!"
The Changeling's kin immediately transformed into Dicky Marson's face.
"Good."
Jeong Yoo-shin drew his single-edged sword and cut off Dicky Marson's head.
Slice.
Dicky Marson's face hung in the air for a moment before falling to the ground and rolling away.
Jeong Yoo-shin swung his single-edged sword to flick off the blood and sheathed it.
"Hoo."
It was finally over.
It had been less than three days, but it felt like he had been rolling around in the labyrinth for two weeks.
"It's not over yet."
He heard someone's voice from behind.
He turned his head and saw a pale man sitting in a chair.
The man raised his gloved hand and pointed at the fallen kin.
"There's a core in its heart that symbolizes it as a kin. Pull it out."
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin looked at the man, then turned his head away.
He raised his single-edged sword, cut open the corpse's chest, and took out a dark red core.
It gave off a strong feeling, like the red orbs he had seen in the Corridor area.
"Don't look at it for too long. It's a dangerous object. Give it here."
The man got up from his chair and approached Jeong Yoo-shin.
Jeong Yoo-shin didn’t hand over the dark red core in his hand.
Instead, he spat a bloody gob of phlegm on the ground.
"Kaak, ptui!!! By the way, who are you?"
"..."
Vlad's eyes widened slightly.
Rex jumped in, surprised.
"Skar! Watch your mouth. Vlad-nim is Lilith-nim's..."
"Enough. Skar, you must be tired, so get some rest."
Vlad waved his hand, and Jeong Yoo-shin lost consciousness and immediately collapsed to the floor.
Vlad picked up the red orb, put it in his pocket, and then bent down to observe Jeong Yoo-shin.
He wiped the blood from his cheek with his finger and licked it a little.
"The taste of this blood is so sweet. He's becoming a more and more likable talent."
"Pardon?"
Rex asked back with a confused expression, but Vlad completely ignored him and stood up.
"Carry that woman and Skar, and follow me."
"Uh... Yes."
Rex carried Gwyn and Skar and followed Vlad out of the sewer.
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Jeong Yoo-shin opened his eyes.
A dark, Gothic-style ceiling was the first thing he saw.
Next was a bed and pillow that were softer than his own.
Finally, the light of the setting sun was coming in through the window.
He looked to the side of the bed and saw a man sitting in a chair while reading a book. The man he had seen in the sewer. Was his name Vlad?
His memory was hazy.
The man closed the book he was reading and looked down at Jeong Yoo-shin.
"This is my mansion."
"Who are you?"
"Vlad. I serve Lilith-nim."
Jeong Yoo-shin looked up at Vlad.
Pale skin.
A strange light flickering around his eyes.
And yet, he was a strange man who exuded a sense of dignity.
"How do you know my name?"
"Astaroth sometimes speaks of you."
Astaroth?
The Labyrinth Council representative that was currently in charge of the labyrinth's entrance.
The flat-chested girl with orange twintails and a single horn.
"You probably haven't heard anything good, have you?"
"I heard you spat on Astaroth's face. You're lucky to be alive."
After speaking, Vlad's lips twitched for a moment.
Jeong Yoo-shin had nothing to say, so he closed his mouth for a moment before opening it again.
"Where are my weapons?"
Vlad pointed to the head of the bed.
"Above your head. Is Aldein doing well?"
"Yes. Do you know him?"
"I know him well. Aldein was once an executive of our Pandemonium. He was famous. The mad dog Aldein, and his sister too."
"...?"
"Oh, you didn't know?"
"No. What in the world is Pandemonium?"
"Think of it as a gathering of those who serve Lilith-nim."
"Then Astaroth too?"
"That's right. Astaroth is also a member of Pandemonium."
Vlad chuckled.
"Seeing your face, it seems like you have a lot of questions, but let's end the story here. If you have any questions, ask Aldein directly."
"I understand."
Vlad crossed his arms and looked down at Jeong Yoo-shin.
"..."
Silence fell in the room.
Vlad opened his mouth.
As if it were nothing.
A monotonous tone, as if asking about the weather.
"By any chance, are you a kin of an Outer God?"
"...What do you mean? A kin of an Outer God?"
Vlad stared into Jeong Yoo-shin's eyes.
"I'm talking about those who have invaded this land with the divinity of an Outer God in their bodies."
"Please be more specific. I don't know what's what."
Vlad tilted his head for a moment. He thought this man was a smart friend, but was he not?
"A kin of an Outer God has two characteristics. 'Blessing' and 'Transference.' It's possible to receive the blessing of an Outer God. It happens often to mystics who peek into the cracks of other worlds. Monsters from other worlds also appear through the holes of the labyrinth. Most of them are pathetic weaklings that lick the floor. But if 'blessing' and 'transference' happen at the same time, the result becomes terrifying. Like in this fight."
Vlad paused before speaking again.
"If we had been a little later, not only the Eastern District, but the entire Labyrinth City would have become a sea of blood."
"What in the world was that thing? It changed its appearance and used various abilities."
"It's a kin of the Outer God of change, Changeling. That one is called a Devourer. It received a blessing and became able to use the imprint abilities of those it ate."
Shit.
Isn't that completely broken?
There was one thing that bothered him.
He had met the Earth Mother Goddess at the summer festival.
According to the goddess' words, no one had 'transferred' to this world.
But seeing that a kin of an Outer God had entered, it didn't seem to be the case.
Was the goddess hiding something?
His thoughts were cut short.
Vlad lowered his head and stared into Jeong Yoo-shin's eyes.
Goosebumps covered his entire body.
The immense pressure made it hard for him to breathe.
"I'll ask again. Are you a kin of an Outer God?"
"N-No, I'm not."
"...Is that so? I see. Get some rest. And don't come to the Eastern District for a while."
Vlad smiled faintly, stood up, and walked to the door.
Jeong Yoo-shin asked Vlad as he was about to leave.
"I-If there was a kin of an Outer God living quietly, what would you do?"
"I'd have to kill it."
After answering, Vlad gave him a grin and left the room.
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin closed his eyes and racked his brain.
A being from another world.
And at the same time, a being who held the divinity of an Outer God.
He had achieved an Imprint Synergy by receiving the blessing of an Outer God.
[Revenger] and [Death Reprieve] were firmly connected now.
'And didn't I come from another world?'
If other people knew that, wouldn't he be labeled as a kin of an Outer God?
Goosebumps ran down his spine.
This wasn't someone else's story.
'It's mine!'
Jeong Yoo-shin grabbed his head and let out a silent scream.
Jeong Yoo-shin hurriedly got out of bed, grabbed his single-edged sword, and went outside.
He was confused.
He immediately walked out of the Eastern District.
He stopped on his way to the inn.
'I need to find out more.'
He felt that he needed to know at least what characteristics the kin of an Outer God had.
He immediately changed direction and headed to the Earth Mother Goddess’ temple.
The receptionist, as if she had been waiting, immediately took him to Mion's room.
Jeong Yoo-shin knocked on the door urgently.
Knock, knock!!!
"Who is it?"
Mion's calm voice from the other side of the door eased his heavy heart a little.
"It's me. Skar."
Mion opened the door wide and let Jeong Yoo-shin in.
"Ah! Skar-nim! Welcome."
Despite the late hour, Mion didn't show any displeasure, only a benevolent smile.
"Skar-nim, did something happen? You look troubled."
"I... Well."
Jeong Yoo-shin scratched his head and hesitated.
He had no idea how to start the story.
Mion puffed out her cheeks cutely and took Jeong Yoo-shin's two hands.
"Skar-nim, you trust me, right?"
"Pardon? Yes. Of course...?"
Jeong Yoo-shin was answering, but he suddenly froze. The reason in his eyes disappeared.
[Hypnosis]
Mion's hypnosis imprint ensnared Jeong Yoo-shin.
"What happened?"
Jeong Yoo-shin opened his mouth like a machine and explained everything that had happened in the sewer.
Mion slowly approached him and hugged Jeong Yoo-shin tightly.
"I see. I should have been with you. I'm sorry."
"..."
Mion's face reddened slightly as she was held in Jeong Yoo-shin's sturdy embrace.
"Um... I heard that barbarians have a culture of telling their true names to their w-wives. By any chance, could you tell me Skar-nim's t-true name?"
"Jeong Yoo-shin."
"Pardon?"
Mion tilted her head. It was a peculiar name she had never heard of before.
"Wh-Where are you from?"
"Earth."
Earth.
She had never heard of such a place.
"Please be a little more specific."
"I came from another world."
At that moment…
The panties in his back pocket disappeared.
Karin's panty charm, which had a 'probability' of blocking negative spells or magic, broke Mion's hypnosis.
Shatter!!!
Reason returned to Jeong Yoo-shin's eyes.
Everything that had happened so far flashed through his mind at once.
"J-Jeong Yoo-shin?"
Mion was blankly muttering his name.
Emergency.
He immediately realized it.
'I'm so fucked!'
The anxiety that came from the fact that he was from another world being revealed.
The sense of betrayal that came from the fact that Mion, whom he had trusted, had hypnotized him.
The sense of loneliness that came from the threat of the entire Labyrinth City becoming a potential enemy.
Everything raged in his heart.
Jeong Yoo-shin grabbed Mion's shoulders.
"Mion!"
Mion flinched like a frightened bird.
"Eek?!"
There was only one way to overcome this crisis.
Make Mion his ally.
How?
By truly 'corrupting' her.
Jeong Yoo-shin opened his mouth calmly.
"Mion, let's have baby-making corruption sex."
"Eh?"
Mion's mouth fell slightly open.
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T/N - Yes! Finally! I don’t even care anymore about the other stuff in this chapter. Go get her, MC!
Also, I just have to say it. Called it. It really was Lux Aeterna’s blessing. But why is it embedded in Sacred Weapon as well? And did the Earth Mother Goddess really not know about these beings from another world? Hmmm, the plot thickens.