Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Episode 145 The Great Inheritance (2)

The Ancient Evil God Karui.

Unlike the three remaining gods in the world, an existence that demands an infinite price from its subordinates.

He does not graciously give everything.

Just making a wish come true.

without distinction between good and evil.

If that price is enough.

No more, no less, just that much.

[I allow it.]

The moment when I finally heard the answer I had been waiting for.

The demonic arm that appeared tearing through space tore off Ludwig’s arm and took it away.

But when he came to his senses, he was standing there just looking at him.

Indeed, it was the same power and authority as the devil.

Especially since there is always a price to pay.

“My three… everything!”

Even at the moment he made up his mind, the desperate battle was running toward the curtain.

Ludwig hastily stretched out his hand.

And…

[I’ll take it.]

That was enough.

I didn’t even have to explain to the demon what I wanted in return.

“Hey! Are these moose instructions!!”

The body of the dragon slayer, who had thrust his sword at the barbarian warrior, bounced back against fierce resistance.

but in return.

support position-!

Both ears were torn off.

A permanent injury that cannot be healed by any divine power or potion offered as a sacrifice to an evil spirit.

The pain that cannot be compared to the fire blooms.

But Ludwig only thought of one thing.

Yes, the authors were fighting even in this pain.

“Neguni. Treat me.”

The dragon slayer emits black eyes and gives an order.

Regardless of his will, his body moved as if possessed.

Aside from his grandson whose soul was captured by him, it was because of one of his supernatural powers, [Fellowship].

As long as that cursed ability binds him, he cannot deny his words.

But…

[I’ll count ten.]

The claws of the giant monster ripped off even one remaining arm, and at the same time, the body stopped moving regardless of the will.

but still lacking There

is still much to wish for

and much to offer.

legs eyes heart lungs.

Anything is good.

I will give all of my wretched body.

If you can help the young heroes on their way with a body that has reached dusk.

I will even give up my wish to end my exhausting life and rest in his arms.

So…

“give me the strength to kill the author.”

Ludwig spoke and the evil spirit answered.

[Impossible.]

Impossible, not refusal.

No matter how much he valued ‘arbitrary’ sacrifice, it meant that this was not enough of a price.

However, Ludwig brushed off all lingering feelings.

It was different from the resignation I had been doing every day.

Isn’t it just before that I made up my mind to let go of unattainable hopes and do what I can do?

The freedom that the evil spirit allowed him was only 10 seconds.

There is no time to waste in despair.

“Then let me protect them.”

Ludwig spoke again and the demon laughed.

And…

[I allow it.]

The arm of the Witchbeast that stretched out from the darkness tore his body apart and swallowed it.

***

For a while, I felt relieved that I had escaped the momentary crisis.

Doubts arise.

How did the priest of Karui get here after 4 hours of travel and why would he do anything to harm the dragonslayer?

Do you have any other plans?

“Hey! Are these moose instructions!!”

Looking at the dragon slayer’s expression, it doesn’t seem like that. Simply put, it means that he is also in a completely unexpected situation.

However, it was difficult to see it as a positive variable.

“Neguni. Treat me.”

A black glare blooms from the eyes of the guy who stumbled backwards, missing even the sword.

It was obvious without seeing what it was.

[Kwonsokhwa].

The ability of the 3rd grade essence that he possesses.

A fraudulent skill that increases stats by absorbing souls if used on the dead, and has some usage conditions, but can enslave the target if used on the living.

Turbuck.

Soon, the priest steps forward as if possessed.

Just the moment when everything seemed to be over.

hard.

One of the priest’s remaining arms is ripped off.

As if offering a sacrifice to an evil spirit hidden in darkness.

Turbuck.

The priest, who had been advancing as if possessed, stopped walking.

To say that his appearance was terrifying was not enough.

It looks like its two ears and arms have been bitten off by beasts.

However, the priest says with the form.

“Give me the strength to kill the author.”

Only then did I accurately perceive the situation.

Who is this unknown priest talking to?

And what kind of deal did you do?

If all my predictions were correct, there was no way to survive—

[Impossible.]

The answer to the priest’s request was a refusal.

A voice echoed throughout the aisle, as if speaking to everyone seated here. Joy and sorrow intersect at this, and a brief discoloration appears in the dragon slayer’s eyes.

That was the moment.

“Then let me protect them.”

The man’s request continued without the slightest hesitation.

Laughter was heard from somewhere.

And…

[I allow it.]

The priest fell to the floor.

It was natural.

Because the two legs that supported the body were torn off.

However, evil spirits are contradictory beings that give hope and despair at the same time.

Whoa-!

In return, a portal opened.

A portal that appears in the center of the passage and scatters black light.

The color of the glow was different, but it was a portal.

The highest level of magic that can open the door to the city from the labyrinth.

Whoa!

Soon, the dimensional gate that the huge magic spewed out was revealed beyond it.

It was not the gray city of Lapdonia that I was familiar with.

A dark and gloomy underground fortress.

“N-G-Ni! What kind of instructions are you talking about…!”

As if an invisible gust of wind were pushing it away, the body of the dragon slayer was slowly pushed away.

Go to where the portal is.

“No matter how your little one—”

“It should have been done a long time ago.”

The dragon slayer shouted something in anger, but the priest only answered too stubbornly.

“Sir baaaaaa!!!”

As if he had accepted that there was no way to stop the priest’s decision, he looked at me with a roar and moved his gaze to a single place.

And he stretched out his hand.

Squeak.

Then, the Akzee longsword, which had been left without an owner, scratched the ground. A silver longsword that moved toward it as if it were being attracted by magnetism.

It was very clear what he was going to do.

When I go, even if I go, I will take this with me.

‘Damn the sword lover.’

Forced into the staggering leg, I threw myself forward.

Not a conscienceless dragon-slayer bastard.

cooong.

His head was dizzy from the impact of his tattered body on the floor, but he reached out and grabbed the sword.

Pachichit-!

A sword that emits heat as soon as it is touched, as if it has the owner’s mark on it.

Thanks to the pain tolerance, the pain was bearable.

The sensation of numbness in Hana’s hand can be clearly felt in real time.

I even thought that if I held it like this for a few more minutes, I wouldn’t be able to use my arms forever.

‘……Did this guy keep using his sword in this state?’

Any unnecessary questions that crossed my mind were immediately erased.

That’s not what you need to think about right now.

“Ino!!”

endure

Even if you put your weight on the ground and drive your teeth into the floor.

So that the blade that will one day point at me won’t be put in his hands again.

so as not to harm my comrades.

Kakacak!

In an instant, the pulling force suddenly became stronger.

The body began to slip as if it had lost friction. At this speed, it wouldn’t be strange to be sucked into the portal as a whole along with the sword.

Should I let Nimiral go now?

It was the moment when such concerns were about to come to mind.

“Cheer cahe!”

The guy coughed up blood and the resistance disappeared.

Yes, it is impossible for you to do more than this.

“Bavaria…….”

He called me and uttered a short chant.

“I’m going to meet you again.”

that we will meet again

He said the line that a runaway third-class villain would do, with a short tongue that would make Misha embarrassed.

He didn’t even say what he was going to do after that.

But…

Throbbing-!

My heart beats at that word.

“…….”

The skewer stabbed in the shoulder.

A half-crushed jawbone.

A life that makes your skin tingle.

The guy’s right hand, which was not red enough to turn black and smoked seaweed, is telling us.

If that day comes, there will be no luck like today.

It is conveying to me more clearly than hundreds of words of curse.

But what do you mean?

Kwak.

A member of Orcules?

A ninth-floor explorer with the alias of a dragon slayer?

That there won’t be a ‘Guardian of Balance’ next time?

That’s about it.

Yeah, you can’t beat him now.

If something goes wrong, you will have to struggle desperately like today.

But…

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!

will survive

Because that’s what I do best.

Because that’s what I’ve been doing.

Because it’s something we have to do in the future.

I will survive and become stronger.

So someday, when you don’t need a fluke.

“We will meet again, Yongin.”

I’ll go find him

You’re not the only one who lost something today.

***

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The greedy opening portal consumed his body and disappeared. And at the same time, a warm light began to permeate the body.

Not just for me, but for everyone else.

‘……Divine power?’

I blankly looked at my hand.

Slowly but steadily, the wound was regenerating.

Unlike the potion, there was no pain, only warmth.

Squeak.

Then I came to my senses and checked behind me.

I saw the body of the priest who had been torn to shreds.

No, can I call that a body now?

no arms and legs

Dark red blood flowed from the slashed eyelids, and the nose was cut like a corpse on the battlefield.

In addition, there are no things that should be in the abdomen that is cut vertically.

“Why…”

I muttered involuntarily.

What on earth did this old man give so much for?

For those of us who are unfamiliar with it.

“A letter… in your arms…”

Then a faint voice was heard.

It was the voice the priest spat out.

I couldn’t believe it, but I quickly approached and searched for the robe.

A crumpled and worn letter appeared here and there.

“Leat…….”

“Don’t worry, rest. I will definitely deliver this letter to the Church of Leatlas.”

“Thank you…”

Soon after, the priest closed his eyes.

Everywhere was covered in blood, but his wrinkled face looked so clean and comfortable

. It was as if I was dreaming.

How can you talk in this state?

I couldn’t help but ask,

because if I miss this moment, I won’t have a chance.

“…Why did you save us?”

Because that’s the right thing to do. ? Well,

a person with such a will would have had a chance to be liberated long ago.

But why was it

today

?

”

Could it be that he’s already dead?

” As he stood up, the priest’s lips parted slightly.

“Magic……”

The sentence was not complete,

but that was enough

. .”

I stood up without regret.

There were many things I wanted to ask, but somehow I felt as if the old man had already left this place.

“…….”

I paused and listened.

The awkwardly alien silence.

As if enjoying the afterglow of this silence, he muttered inwardly,

‘You survived.’

He survived.

Neither the dwarf, nor Misha, nor Rotmiller.

No

one died.

But…

I smiled bitterly as I looked at the dead bodies of my comrades across the aisle.

[Win… can you?]

[Don’t

worry .

It was.

The thing that allowed us all to return alive. It

was like a miracle given

by God, for

which even the word luck is not enough

.

It was a legacy left to us.