How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 116

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【Chapter 116】

 

“Now I feel like I can live. Phew.”

 

“I know, right.”

 

Carlisle and the Baby Dragon breathed the cold air deep into their lungs and felt relieved.

 

After being inside the research laboratory vibrating with stench and methane gas, breathing clean air for the first time in a while felt like even their souls were being purified.

 

“Watch me go back in there again.”

 

Carlisle shuddered as if the mere thought was horrifying.

 

“I’m thinking the same thing, Butler.”

 

The Baby Dragon wasn’t much different from Carlisle.

 

In fact, the Baby Dragon had suffered more than Carlisle.

 

All day long, it was exhausted from burning the filth pouring through the ventilation shaft with Purification Breath.

 

“Yeah, you’ve had a hard time.”

 

“Hehe.”

 

“From now on we need to move quietly, so rest up.”

 

“Got it.”

 

The Baby Dragon burrowed into Carlisle’s embrace.

 

‘Should I start moving now?’

 

Carlisle moved his steps quietly and quickly.

 

Since he knew the inside of the Predator Tribe’s military camp thoroughly through Marder’s reconnaissance, there was no hesitation in Carlisle’s steps.

 

Buzz, buzzzz.

 

Moreover, with Grimgand’s Killing Intent Detection ability, avoiding the Barbarian guards was no trouble at all.

 

Furthermore, since the Centurions who commanded about 100 warriors each – commanders equivalent to company captains in the Decaron Army – used separate quarters, finding them wasn’t too difficult either.

 

The security happened to be lax too, so Carlisle succeeded in sneaking into a tent used by a certain Centurion without much difficulty.

 

That Centurion was fast asleep, snoring loudly – he clearly wouldn’t notice even if someone carried him away.

 

“Hmm.”

 

Carlisle hesitated for just a brief moment, unable to easily kill that Centurion.

 

Killing enemies during combat was as natural as breathing, but killing someone in a defenseless state felt different.

 

But that was only momentary.

 

‘If I kill him, one more of our allies will live.’

 

With that thought, Carlisle swung Grimgand toward the Barbarian Centurion.

 

Thunk, roll roll roll…

 

Gush gush!

 

The head was cleanly separated from the torso, and blood poured out profusely.

 

‘Still, it’s a comfortable death. Ah, maybe not from a Barbarian’s perspective?’

 

Carlisle looked down at the dead Centurion’s corpse, confused about whether this was a comfortable death or not.

 

Barbarians were a people who considered dying gloriously in battle the highest virtue.

 

‘Whether you die this way or that way, dead is dead. How the person involved accepts it isn’t my concern.’

 

Carlisle shook off his idle thoughts, covered the Centurion’s corpse with a blanket, and hurriedly left the barracks.

 

* * *

 

‘This should be enough.’

 

Carlisle decided to return to the research laboratory right after killing three Centurions.

 

If the tail gets too long, it gets stepped on.

 

If he continued going around killing enemy commanders, he was bound to be discovered.

 

It was fortunate that the security inside the military camp was lax – otherwise, he would have been discovered long ago.

 

‘Now I’ll return to the research laboratory and wait until our allies come…’

 

Just then.

 

Boom! Boom! Boom!

 

Drum sounds suddenly began echoing.

 

“Enemy! Enemy!”

 

“Enemies have appeared!”

 

The Barbarians’ military camp, which had been quiet, became chaotic in the blink of an eye like a disturbed beehive.

 

Buzzzzzz!!!

 

Grimgand, which had been calm, vibrated like crazy.

 

“Ha.”

 

Carlisle let out a deep sigh and hid his body for the time being.

 

“Has our allies’ attack already started…”

 

But it didn’t seem like that.

 

If our allies’ attack had started, the Barbarians’ movement should normally be directed outward.

 

Carlisle watched the Barbarians’ movements and quickly realized what had happened.

 

“…Got caught.”

 

It seemed one of the scout unit members had been discovered by the enemies.

 

“Hmm.”

 

Carlisle pondered.

 

Actually, the right answer was already decided.

 

The best course was to return to the research laboratory like this and wait until our allies’ attack began – that was the principle.

 

‘Can’t help…’

 

But strangely, his feet wouldn’t move.

 

‘If I leave them, they’ll die.’

 

Of course, there was no guarantee they’d live even if he went to help.

 

Rather, it would only dramatically increase the probability that Carlisle would die too.

 

Judging rationally, going to help someone was a suicidal act.

 

However…

 

‘I think I’d feel uneasy.’

 

That thought suddenly occurred to him.

 

If he survived alone, he felt like he’d think of his dead comrades while living on.

 

“Haah.”

 

Carlisle let out a deep sigh.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“I feel like I should help.”

 

“Are you crazy, Butler?”

 

The Baby Dragon frowned.

 

“Do you want to die?”

 

“Not that.”

 

“But you want to help?”

 

“My conscience is bothering me.”

 

“Even so, what is it but dying together?”

 

“Then I won’t die.”

 

“What?!”

 

“Dying is nothing. Living is what’s hard.”

 

“What kind of nonsense is that? You’re talking like someone who’s died before?”

 

“Maybe so.”

 

“…?”

 

“If it gets dangerous, run away. Don’t die with me for no reason.”

 

“B-Butler!”

 

Carlisle hurriedly moved his steps before the Baby Dragon could stop him.

 

Upon arriving at the scene, the scout members who had been deployed for the assassination mission were cornered and surrounded by barbarians.

 

It was clear that someone had been discovered, and the remaining scout members, like Carlisle, had come to help their comrades with the resolve to die, only to be surrounded.

 

“It’s a continental!”

 

“Looks like a damn parasite!”

 

The barbarians spotted Carlisle and shouted.

 

“Hehehe! You rat bastard! You should have stayed quietly hidden – what are you doing crawling out here!”

 

“Must be crazy wanting to die!”

 

The scout members also spotted Carlisle and shouted urgently.

 

“Hey, you crazy bastard! What are you doing coming here!”

 

“This idiot!”

 

Carlisle answered.

 

“If I went back to the research laboratory, I’d feel uneasy about it forever.”

 

Just then.

 

“For a green rookie, you’ve got some guts!”

 

A barbarian warrior swung an iron mace toward Carlisle.

 

Thunk!

 

The barbarian warrior’s head rolled across the dirt ground.

 

Pshaaaaa!

 

Thud!

 

Bright red blood spurted out like a fountain from the severed neck cross-section, and the headless body collapsed.

 

“…!”

 

The barbarians were startled.

 

No one had expected that Carlisle, who they thought was just a mere rookie, would blow off a warrior’s head in the blink of an eye.

 

“Get lost, if you don’t want to die.”

 

Carlisle swung Grimgand to shake off the blood and warned the barbarians.

 

However, the barbarians were not ones to be cowed by that.

 

“How dare you!”

 

Another barbarian warrior charged at Carlisle.

 

The result was the same.

 

“Kugh! Val, Valhal… l… kek!”

 

The barbarian warrior with his chest split open collapsed, coughing up blood violently.

 

The next time, and the time after that, the results were not much different.

 

Nevertheless, the barbarian warriors did not hesitate to challenge Carlisle.

 

Like moths flying toward a blazing bonfire, the warriors of the Predator tribe did not stop charging at Carlisle until nearly twenty of them had fallen.

 

‘Escape is out of the question.’

 

Carlisle glanced around with an indifferent expression and thought there was no answer.

 

Over a thousand barbarians had already surrounded the area, so there was no gap to be seen.

 

Even if they somehow broke through, they would surely be annihilated before escaping the enemy’s military camp.

 

Thanks to the enemies attacking one by one, they had bought some time, but Carlisle knew all too well that was the limit.

 

‘If reinforcements come quickly, we might survive.’

 

In Carlisle’s mind, that was the only way to live.

 

Of course, the key question was whether they could hold out until then.

 

“For a lowly private, you’re excessively strong.”

 

A figure with a massive build appeared and casually spoke to Carlisle.

 

‘The chieftain.’

 

Carlisle immediately recognized that he was the leader of the Predator tribe.

 

Barbarians were an easy people to gauge in terms of status.

 

The bigger the build, the more scars on the body, and the more fierce-looking like an ogre, the higher the status and stronger the combat power among barbarians.

 

“Young warrior of the continent, what is your name.”

 

Asnathal, chieftain of the Predator tribe, asked Carlisle.

 

“You don’t need to know…”

 

Carlisle was about to answer indifferently as usual but closed his mouth.

 

‘I need to buy time. For that, it would be better if the conversation gets longer.’

 

With that thought, Carlisle stopped what he was going to say and formally introduced himself.

 

“Carlisle, Carlisle van Sigmund.”

 

“…!”

 

Asnathal showed a considerably surprised expression at Carlisle’s answer.

 

Even for a fairly experienced barbarian warrior, facing a genuine Sigmund was never a common occurrence.

 

* * *

 

Meanwhile, the Decaron Army, which was moving to attack the Predator tribe’s military camp…

 

“Block them!”

 

“Damn it all!”

 

It was just past midnight.

 

The Decaron Army was moving to attack the Predator tribe based on intelligence from Carlisle’s group.

 

But unfortunately, a large-scale attack by another tribe began, making their original plan null and void.

 

An unexpected variable had occurred that no one had anticipated.

 

‘I need to end this battle quickly…!’

 

Helen swung her sword without rest while not forgetting about Carlisle’s group.

 

Knowing they would be counting the days waiting for reinforcements to come, it was inevitable that she felt urgent.

 

But she couldn’t ignore the enemies thrusting spears and swords and advance, so for now, focusing on the battle was the best option…

 

Was it because Helen’s inner thoughts showed on the outside?

 

“Dieeeee!”

 

A barbarian warrior ghostly slipped through Helen’s opening and swung his axe.

 

“…!”

 

Just as Helen, unable to react in time, froze momentarily.

 

Swooosh!

 

A blade wrapped in blue aura struck down from top to bottom, vertically cutting the barbarian warrior who had exploited Helen’s opening.

 

“What the hell are you thinking!”

 

“…!”

 

“Snap out of it! 3rd Company Captain!”

 

When Helen turned her head, she saw Krabel, drenched in enemy blood, shouting angrily.

 

“Battalion Commander…?”

 

“Get your head straight! We’re in the middle of battle! Take care of the subordinates right next to you first!”

 

“S-Sorry!”

 

“Does saying sorry end military service? If you die while distracted, you’ll be too frustrated to even close your eyes!”

 

“I’ll get my head straight.”

 

Helen steeled her mind at Krabel’s scolding and rebuke, erasing her worries about Carlisle’s group from her head.

 

Right, the battle unfolding before her eyes was the priority now.

 

Carlisle’s group was one thing, but weren’t the subordinates fighting right beside her the priority?

 

“You barbaric savages! This Krabel will kill every last one of you!”

 

Meanwhile, Krabel swept through the battlefield like a fish in water, showing off his military prowess to the fullest.

 

“B-Battalion Commander?”

 

“Oh?”

 

“You’re incredibly strong!”

 

The soldiers of Bowden Battalion were considerably surprised by Krabel’s martial prowess.

 

Considering his usual behavior, he didn’t seem like he would fight well, but when the battle actually broke out, it was a big miscalculation.

 

Krabel was displaying military prowess far beyond what everyone had thought and was greatly active.

 

Even if he was the epitome of a materialist, the skills of someone who had enlisted as a mere private and became an officer, rising to the position of battalion commander, were never shabby.

 

‘Just wait a little longer. I’ll finish this up quickly and come to rescue you.’

 

Helen focused on the battle, determined as a commander to keep her promise to Carlisle’s group.

 

As Krabel had said, in order to go rescue Carlisle’s group, winning this current battle had to come first.

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