How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 103: Who is your father?

“There’s a fight!!!”

“Oh my, even though the festival is near, this is happening again?”

“I swear, I can’t even do business because of these idiots before the festival even starts.”

Grumbles and complaints echoed through the crowd.

Soon, a considerable number of people gathered around Jeong Yusin and the men. One of them pointed at the men.

“Huh?!”

“What’s going on?”

“Aren’t those guys from the Pighead Mercenary Group?”

“Are they famous?”

“Not exactly. It’s a mercenary group only those who know about it are aware of. I’ve heard they’ve been active in the Western Empire, but how did they end up here...?”

“They’ve come a long way. Did they take the pilgrimage route?”

Jeong Yusin overheard the murmurs, but he wasn’t particularly interested in where these men came from.

The bearded man kept grinning.

“Owner, are you scared?”

“...”

“It’s not too late. What we want is money and women. Let’s end this quietly.”

Jeong Yusin ignored the bearded man’s words and looked around.

In the middle of the street.

The crowd had grown larger, gathering to watch the fight. He had heard people were flocking here because of the upcoming festival, but there were way too many of them.

Jeong Yusin turned his head back to the men.

They were all clearly newbies, possessed by demons.

There was only one way to cure this.

“You filthy demon. Get out of their bodies.”

At Jeong Yusin’s declaration, the onlookers had question marks floating above their heads.

“What the hell is this half-blood barbarian saying?”

“Who knows? How could we understand, considering he’s still a virgin at that age?”

The bearded man chuckled.

“I’ll beat you just enough to not kill you. Boys.”

Four of the men charged at Jeong Yusin.

Jeong Yusin stood still, carefully watching the men charge.

“Too scared to even move! What a pathetic bastard! Die!!!”

The man shouted and swung his fist.

The punch aimed at Jeong Yusin’s chin.

Whooosh!!!

The man grinned. His face was annoyingly handsome. The kind of guy Jeong Yusin didn’t like from the start. Imagining that chin getting shattered and rolling on the street made his heart race.

At that very moment, the man’s fist came close to Jeong Yusin’s chin.

Jeong Yusin turned his chin.

Swoosh.

The punch missed his chin completely and sailed past.

And then.

Jeong Yusin clenched his fist and stepped forward.

The first hit was light.

Holy one-two.

Wham! Wham!!!

A holy jab and straight punch shattered the man’s nose and teeth.

Broken teeth flew into the air.

“GAAH!!!”

The man grabbed his face and screamed.

Jeong Yusin nodded internally. Good. The demon was already trying to escape.

With a middle kick, he sent the man flying, his face crushed.

The next man lunged forward, throwing a punch.

Jeong Yusin quickly pulled back.

Sway.

The punch barely grazed the tip of his nose. He could smell faint alcohol.

Unbelievable.

‘Did this guy drink before the fight?’

The next guy seemed thoroughly possessed.

With a slight bend, Jeong Yusin took a step forward and closed the distance between them.

“What... what?!”

Like a flash of light. The man had no chance to react as his hands flailed helplessly.

Holy body blow.

Wham!!!

His fist slammed into the man’s ribs, crashing into his liver.

Crunch!!!

Jeong Yusin felt the ribs crack and splinter beyond his fist.

“Huugh!!!”

The man immediately collapsed to his knees, struggling to breathe with bloodshot eyes. Jeong Yusin knew the feeling.

The notorious liver blow; just a brush and all the strength drains from your body. A direct hit meant this man was done for.

Jeong Yusin grabbed the man’s hair.

Even in the Bible, it was written: if your right hand causes you to sin, cut it off, for it is better to lose one part of the body than for the whole body to be thrown into hell.

“You won’t drink again. You’re saved. I’ve removed the suffering from your liver. From your body.”

“Ugh...!”

The man foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolling back.

In that moment.

A straight punch aimed for his cheek.

The next man.

Jeong Yusin let go of the man’s hair and raised his hand.

Smack!

Jeong Yusin caught the man’s punch.

The man’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“What...?!”

The man grunted and tried to pull his fist away, but it was no use.

Jeong Yusin exerted force.

Crunch.

“Urrgghhh!!!!”

The man screamed as his fist shattered, bones cracking under Jeong Yusin’s grip.

“Look at that scream. He’s clearly possessed. I told you, demons are inside them.”

Wham!!! Wham!!! Wham!!!

Jeong Yusin delivered three punches.

With each punch, something smashed and blood splattered.

There was no scream. The man collapsed unconscious to the ground.

The last one charged in, wearing ominous knuckles.

Jeong Yusin stepped back and delivered a Holy low kick.

Swoosh!!!

The whip-like kick hit the man’s upper knee. The thigh bone shattered. The man fell like a ragdoll, his leg twisted in an unnatural direction.

Screech.

The bearded man drew a sword. Jeong Yusin clicked his tongue.

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“Tch. Crossing the line.”

“You bastard!!!”

The bearded man lunged at him. Had he learned swordsmanship? He exuded the aura ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) of someone who had spent a lot of time on the battlefield.

But.

[Sacred Weapon]

The shining armingsword glimmered in an instant.

Clang!!!

The man’s sword flew through the air. It wasn’t a parry. He had simply lost his sword to Jeong Yusin’s strength.

Once more.

[Sacred Weapon]

The target was the knuckles.

It was finally in front of him.

Jeong Yusin took a step forward, closing the gap.

The bearded man’s eyes widened.

“W-Wait!!!”

Holy uppercut. Hook.

Wham!!!

The bearded man flew backward, his jaw and teeth shattered by the cross combo.

This can’t end here.

Jeong Yusin quickly reached out and grabbed the man’s hair.

“Snap out of it.”

Screech!!!

A few teeth flew from the bearded man’s mouth as he was slapped across the face.

Only then did the man open his eyes.

Jeong Yusin spoke.

“Why are you causing a ruckus at my place? With skills like these, what gives you the confidence to act tough? You’re completely insane, aren’t you?”

Jeong Yusin shook the man’s hair.

“Ugh!”

The man groaned as he was shaken around.

Jeong Yusin raised his hand again. He felt like giving one more slap to let out his frustration.

The man flinched and waved his hands.

“Hands. Hands. Hands! Put your hands down.”

“Ugh!”

“You dumbass... you can’t even speak properly. Hey, bearded guy, are you possessed by Satan?”

Jeong Yusin stared into the man’s eyes.

The bearded man trembled and then wet himself.

What an idiot.

Jeong Yusin released the man’s hair and looked around.

No one had gotten up.

The fight was over. Compared to the labyrinth, this was almost anticlimactic.

“Taruman, bring a chair.”

Jeong Yusin looked around and called out to Taruman.

“Yes!”

Taruman quickly brought a chair from the inn entrance.

Jeong Yusin sat in the chair, crossing his arms.

The men on the ground were wriggling like worms, shedding tears of remorse and joy.

Well, they should be happy. They had gotten rid of the demon.

Jeong Yusin sat in the chair and looked at the mercenaries.

“Karin.”

“Hmm?”

Karin answered, her tail flicking.

“With your skills, don’t you think you could just crush these guys easily?”

“... I didn’t want to cause trouble for the shop by acting on my own.”

Jeong Yusin nodded. It must have been hard for Karin, who was new to this shop, to act more aggressively.

It was also his fault for not giving clear instructions.

“Karin, didn’t the others stop you?”

“The customers? I told them to stop. I told them not to.”

I see.

Now it made sense why people who liked Karin hadn’t stepped forward to help.

“Karin, next time, if guys like this show up, kick their asses. It’s fine.”

“Ah, I understand.”

Karin answered suddenly using formal speech.

At that moment.

The crowd parted, and people in plate armor appeared. They were the guards of the labyrinth city.

But.

There was something off about them.

All of them had deep dark circles under their eyes. Their hair was a mess, and some guards had dried foam around their mouths.

They looked like exhausted middle managers from a family-owned small business.

Wearing plate armor under this blazing sun, holding heavy halberds... they must have been dying from the heat.

Behind the guards, there were people tied up, lined up like sausages.

Jeong Yusin immediately noticed.

There were more of them causing trouble than he thought.

One of the guards approached.

“Barbarian, thank you.”

“No problem. Taruman, bring us a cold beer.”

“No. Water, please.”

“Water it is.”

“Right!”

Taruman quickly brought the water.

The guard gulped it down and let out a long sigh.

“Phew. No stabbings, huh? Good fight. If it’s okay, we’ll take these guys with us.”

“Go ahead. But it looks like there are a lot of guys like this?”

“They come every festival, but this time, there are ‘especially’ many of them. Anyway, thanks for the water. Good work.”

“Yes. You too.”

The crowd dispersed, murmuring, though they didn’t forget to glance at Jeong Yusin.

“Let’s go in. It’s hot.”

Jeong Yusin and Taruman, along with Karin, entered the inn.

Jeong Yusin sat at the counter.

Clunk!!!

The inn door opened right away.

Standing there was the Iron Mask.

“Skah, did you have a little scuffle? People are talking about you.”

Jeong Yusin replied with an indifferent expression, crossing his arms.

“I just exorcised a few idiots possessed by demons. Nothing major.”

“Is that so?”

The Iron Mask was flustered and couldn’t continue his sentence.

“Taruman, get Iron Mask some juice.”

“Yes!”

Taruman quickly brought juice to Iron Mask.

Iron Mask skillfully drank the juice and nodded.

“Iron Mask, what’s going on? Didn’t you say we’d meet after the festival?”

“I was going to, but I called you because it’s an important matter.”

“What’s it about?”

“It’s related to your promotion.”

“Oh right.”

Jeong Yusin had forgotten. With this trip into the labyrinth, he had met all the conditions for promotion. He could be promoted to mid-level scout at any time.

“I’ve heard the scout guild is short-staffed. They say it’s quiet. This is a great opportunity for a quick promotion.”

“What about the other party members?”

“Priest Kubo is busy with temple work. Mas...”

“Mas, why?”

What happened to that guide rat?

“He got caught stealing the goddess’s panties.”

“...”

Jeong Yusin fell silent, not knowing what to say.

What an idiot.

Iron Mask continued.

“So he was sneaking through her pockets, and when the string got caught in her priestess’s uniform, he pulled it out.”

“I see. Stop talking.”

“...”

The two men sat quietly at the table.

“So what happened?”

“You said not to talk, right?”

“My mind’s settled. Finish the story.”

“He got beaten up pretty badly. He’s in prison. I just came back from visiting him.”

“How can we help?”

“Well, if Mas gets his mark checked, it might be considered a mitigating factor, but I’m not sure.”

I see. Thinking it over, it was despicable. Some people were fighting with demons, and others were getting caught trying to steal a priestess’s panties in broad daylight. They had to atone for their sins.

“But is it okay for us to go alone?”

“Kubo and Mas confirmed it. They said it’s fine. They’ll be gone after the festival.”

“Really? Let’s go.”

It’s better to strike while the iron’s hot.

Before leaving the inn, Jeong Yusin looked back at Karin and Taruman.

“I’m going to the scout guild. If some trash shows up and causes trouble, don’t hold back. Just beat them.”

“Got it.”

“Yes!”

Jeong Yusin and Iron Mask left the inn and headed for the scout guild.

There were just the right amount of people in the building. It wasn’t crowded.

They approached the receptionist.

“I want to get promoted.”

The dog-eared receptionist wagged his tail and smiled.

“Oh! Four! Understood. Could I see your badges?”

“Here.”

Jeong Yusin and Iron Mask handed over their badges at the same time.

“Are both of you getting promoted?”

“Yes.”

“Got it. You’ve both met the conditions for promotion. Please wait a moment.”

“Will it take long?”

“Oh! There are some documents that need to be reviewed. Plus, the guild master is currently out, so it might take a little longer. But it won’t be too long.”

“I see.”

Jeong Yusin and Iron Mask moved away from the counter and sat down at a table by the guild request board.

They overheard murmurs.

“That half-blood barbarian’s here again.”

“Tch. He won’t die, huh?”

Jeong Yusin ignored the comments and stared at the ceiling. Iron Mask stood up, but Jeong Yusin held his arm to stop him.

There was no need to cause a ruckus since they weren’t directly being harmed.

They sat silently, waiting.

How long had passed?

Clunk!!!

The door on the second floor of the guild burst open. The scouts, who had been loudly chatting, immediately quieted down.

In the quiet silence, footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs.

Thud. Thud.

Jeong Yusin lifted his head and looked up.

A huge man was carrying someone down the stairs.

Familiar hair color?

Jeong Yusin quickly stood up.

“Black hair?!!!”

The man was over 2 meters tall.

Thick muscles, pulsating with energy.

Long black hair flowing down.

A man wearing nothing but pants was carrying an unconscious woman on his shoulder.

The woman’s hips were facing forward, so her identity was unrecognizable.

“...”

Every scout in the guild froze, holding their breath.

The woman’s hips twitched, and she vomited a thick, sticky substance.

Splatter!!!

Yellowish liquid splashed on the floor with a splashing sound, scattering in all directions.

The black-haired man looked around and licked his lips.

Slurp.

His red tongue slid across his lips, causing several weak scouts to pass out and bang their heads on the table.

Step. Step.

With every step the man took, the scouts trembled, unable to move, as though they were prey in front of a wild beast.

The man slowly approached Jeong Yusin.

Jeong Yusin immediately stood up and glared at the man.

Clack.

The man stopped and looked down at Jeong Yusin.

From his long hair, beast-like eyes gleamed.

“Are you that half-blood virgin?”

His deep voice rumbled through the guild.

“...”

Jeong Yusin silently glared at the man.

The black-haired man spoke again.

“Crazy bastard. Who’s your father?”