The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns-Chapter 368

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Chapter 368

A thug couple.

That’s probably the best way to describe how we look right now.

The moment we blocked the intruders’ path, we approached them with relaxed smiles.

Two figures who had stopped in the darkness briefly looked at us, then immediately changed direction to avoid us.

They were blatantly ignoring us.

But Luna and I moved at the exact same time—as if choreographed—and blocked their way again.

Ah.

This is fun.

The ones who stepped out of the shadows were a huge man and woman.

Barbarians?

Or perhaps members of the Hael tribe?

I glanced at Luna to signal her, but she just looked back at me with clear eyes.

Then tilted her head.

Right.

Impossible to communicate with eye contact alone.

Anyway, what Luna and I were doing was nothing but a prank.

Stopping two barbarians who were minding their own business and acting like mountain bandits didn't really serve any purpose.

But… it’s actually more entertaining than expected.

Currently, the Hael tribe maintains a peaceful relationship with the Holy Kingdom.

They were nearly at war before, but thanks to Saintess Nadia’s efforts, things improved greatly.

Whatever the case, when Luna and I acted like this, the two barbarians glanced at each other and spoke.

“Is this a joke? Small humans. You don’t look like warrior hunters. If you step aside now, we’ll let you go.”

Warrior hunters?

What’s that supposed to be?

I grinned wickedly at them.

“Let us go? I think you’re mistaken. You two are trapped now.”

“Correct. Can't go.”

When Luna chimed in, the barbarians exchanged looks and swiftly drew their weapons.

A pair of fierce axes and a massive sword.

Their murderous aura was unmistakable—they looked ready to fight.

“Warrior hunters. Or mad humans. Looks like we’ve found the warrior hunters.”

“Subdue them.”

At the male’s words, the female barbarian roared and released her fighting spirit.

And just when they were about to charge—

“If you’ve seen us, you should at least receive a gift before leaving.”

I plopped down a large grill taken from my subspace ring, then placed high-grade cuts of meat on it.

[FIRE]

FWOOOSH!!

Lighting the fire with magic, I immediately began grilling the meat.

Their charge… stopped.

The barbarians stared blankly at us.

“What are you doing? Not going to eat? It’s good, you know.”

From the darkness, the barbarians’ expressions clearly read.

What kind of lunatics are these?

* * *

Dwarves love strong alcohol.

Elves love certain fruit.

And barbarians—

They love meat roasted over open flame that they can grab and tear with their hands.

But these two couldn't bring themselves to eat.

Yet their eyes never left the meat.

Suddenly appearing humans offering food?

Suspicious as hell.

So I offered them a simple explanation.

“If we wanted to capture you, we wouldn’t need a trap like this. We’d just do it. Why bother with all this?”

“Correct. Don’t act stupid. Just eat. You look malnourished anyway.”

When Luna added on, the male barbarian coughed awkwardly.

“We cannot trust it. There is no proof the food is not poisoned. We will not eat it. If you do not wish to interfere, leave.”

Luna simply smiled.

“Gonna reject meat Leon grilled?”

“We will not—”

KWAANG!!!!

A shockwave burst beside the man's head.

“W-what?!”

The barbarian trembled.

“Let me be clear. If we wanted to target you, we wouldn’t need all this hassle. So shut up and eat.”

Seeing Luna distort space itself with a punch, fear flashed across the barbarian's face.

Warriors know no fear—they say that—but that doesn’t mean they don’t value their lives.

And barbarian culture revolves around strength.

Luna’s punch must have been utterly shocking.

Meanwhile, the meat continued to roast beautifully, torturing their senses.

Eventually, defeated by hunger and aroma, they surrendered.

Then the two devoured the meat as if starving beasts.

Truly like a black hole—bones in each hand, ripping into the fatty pieces with eyes shining.

Honestly, I never planned to treat them to food.

I was just messing with them, so this was the “compensation.”

But their earlier mention of warrior hunters intrigued me.

As they ate, I asked.

“Don’t inhale the food. You’ll get sick. There’s plenty, so eat slow.”

“Delicious! We were starving for days! I, Kalim, second wolf of Kutan, will not forget this!”

“Yes! I, Karan, third leopard of Kutan, will also not forget!”

Hael tribe members always introduce themselves like that.

Wolves for men, leopards for women.

First means eldest child.

Kutan must be their parent’s title or name.

Eventually they were full and sprawled near the warm grill, holding swollen bellies.

I tossed them a small vial.

“What’s this, small human?”

“Digestive medicine.”

“Hmph! The Hael tribe has strong stomachs!”

“Really? Well then. Good. Now, tell me—what’s this warrior hunter thing?”

Their faces darkened.

“Warrior hunters… Normally we aren't supposed to speak of them. But you two obscene little humans are our benefactors, so we will tell you.”

Obscene?

Says the half-naked barbarians wearing less than 50% of a shirt.

Though, to be fair, I heard they’re quite chaste.

“Warrior hunters. The shaman said that lately some people have been attacking our tribe members and stealing their organs. Dishonorable scum who defile the warrior’s pride.”

Barbarian organs?

“What do they even use them for?”

“We do not know. But our warriors’ organs are being harvested, and their bodies dumped along the river. The stolen organs! Sold for high price on black market!”

They raged, and I went quiet.

So—rumor spreads that barbarian organs are valuable, and now people are hunting them.

These two siblings haven’t eaten or slept properly for weeks trying to track the traffickers.

“And you’re doing this with just the two of you? Against organ traffickers targeting Hael warriors?”

“I! Am strong!”

Kalim roared, flexing proudly.

I squinted at him.

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He growled.

“If you do not believe me, I will show proof!”

“Oh yeah? Sure.”

I tapped a tree knot.

“Let’s go. Show me.”

“What? That?! Fine!”

A simple strength contest: arm wrestling.

Our hands clasped.

“My arm may break, but I won't regret it!”

“All talk, huh?”

THUUUUD!!!

A loud boom erupted instantly.

“G-ghhhhhh…!”

Kalim stared blankly at his hand.

His arm had slammed into the ground so hard it indented the earth.

Resistance?

None whatsoever.

“I-incredible! Never seen such strong small human!”

The two barbarians’ eyes sparkled.

I sighed.

“But seriously… did you report this to the Holy Kingdom?”

“No. Do not need Holy Kingdom’s help! We are warriors! We solve it ourselves!”

Oh boy.

Idiots.

Strong bodies, simple minds—exactly as the rumors say.

If I just tell Saintess Nadia, she’ll handle it.

Just then—

Something shot from the forest and engulfed us and the barbarians in nets.

“Success!”

“Told you it’d work.”

Voices whispered in the dark.

Luna looked at me, miming cutting the net.

Cut?

Hold on…

Honestly, the warrior hunter situation wasn’t our business.

But now that we’re the victims, we have every reason to get involved.

“What is this?!”

“Dishonorable scum! Show yourselves!”

The two barbarians panicked inside the nets.

Figures emerged from the dark, and the barbarians growled.

“Small humans! Warrior hunters!”

“Cowards! Release us at once!”

One of the men snickered.

“These muscle-brained idiots still don’t get it. You’re kidnapped.”

“How dare you mock warriors!”

“Warriors my ass. You’re just valuable magical ingredients.”

He poked Kalim’s shoulder with a dagger.

Kalim tried to grab him through the net, but it was some special restraint.

“So, you’re taking us too?”

I asked flatly.

“Huh? Ah, right. There were non-barbarians too. Ho… would you look at that?”

Their eyes turned to Luna.

“Oh… boss, this one’s top-grade.”

“Holy crap. I’ve never seen someone this pretty. She’ll sell for insane money.”

There were about 15 of them, all staring greedily.

“We’ll make a fortune selling her.”

One approached Luna, inspecting her closely.

“What are you looking at.”

“She’s got a slightly sharp vibe… and weird speech. Maybe a high noble?”

“Why would a noble be here, idiot.”

“Right? So, uh… boss? Can we have some fun with her before selling?”

“Vile scum!! She is already married! Do not insult her!!”

The barbarian siblings roared.

The traffickers’ eyes gleamed.

“Married? Shame, but… that means we can have some fun.”

“Yes, indeed.”

They looked at Luna like predators.

I sighed.

“Hey.”

“Hm?”

“Are you out of your damn mind? Watch where you’re staring.”

SPLAT!!!

My net tore apart as I sent the head of the man in front of me flying.

RIP!!

Luna shredded the reinforced net with her bare hands.

She then grabbed the jaw of the man reaching for her.

“My body belongs only to Leon. Your eyes crawling over me like insects? Cannot forgive.”

“Gh—ghhh!!”

The man struggled, but Luna crushed his jaw without hesitation.

As we stepped out of the nets, the traffickers froze.

“Want fun? Sure. Let’s have fun. You pieces of trash.”

These kidnappers were simply unlucky today.

“Luna. Leave one alive.”

Luna cracked her knuckles.

“Best thing I’ve heard all day. Their gazes felt like bugs crawling on me.”

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