How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 36
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【Chapter 36】
Whisper of Earth.
It was an artifact that Evangeline, the earth spirit mage, had created using her grandmother’s relic and gifted to Carlisle.
Suddenly, Carlisle heard Evangeline’s voice in his ears.
‘Am I hearing things?’
Carlisle doubted his own ears, but it didn’t seem to be the case.
Perhaps because Carlisle’s unique ability [Soul Severing Sword] was the power to read residual thoughts lingering in objects or places, it seemed to convey Evangeline’s emotions from when she created [Whisper of Earth].
– Please let this bracelet be of help to Young Master. Grandmother, please protect Young Master.
– Please let this bracelet be of help to Young Master. Grandmother, please protect Young Master.
Evangeline had imbued her divine authority into her grandmother’s relic with earnest wishes.
The earth spirit blessed such a bracelet, and magic was bestowed upon it.
‘Ah.’p>
Carlisle was moved by Evangeline’s warm heart.
With such wishes being conveyed, he could vividly feel her sincerity.
‘I should treat her more warmly when I return.’
His thoughts about Evangeline ended there.
Now was not a situation where he could fully savor the emotion.
“Valhallaaaaa!”
Barbarian Warriors were endlessly pouring into the fortress entrance.
If the entrance was breached, a chaotic battle would break out inside the fortress, and it went without saying that the damage to the allied forces, mostly composed of non-combat engineers, would be enormous.
‘I won’t let them run wild as they please.’
Carlisle sneered and infused mana into [Whisper of Earth].
There was only one skill suitable for use at a time like this.
[Alert: [Mud Swamp] skill has been activated!]
As [Mud Swamp] was activated according to Carlisle’s will, the soil at the fortress entrance visibly softened, then soon turned into a muddy bog.
Squelch squelch!
The footsteps of the Barbarian Warriors stuck clearly to his ears.
This meant that the effect of [Mud Swamp] was better than expected.
“Ugh!”
“M-my feet!”
Splash splash!
The Barbarian Warriors fell and tumbled in the bog, creating complete chaos.
Since the depth of the swamp sank almost to their knees, it was natural for the heavy Barbarian Warriors to struggle.
“Sir Helen! Now’s the time!”
Carlisle shouted toward Helen.
“Understood!”
As soon as Helen heard Carlisle’s cry, she gave the command.
“Eliminate the enemies! Don’t forget to be careful not to fall into the swamp!”
“Yes!”
The soldiers thrust their long spears and shot arrows at the Barbarian Warriors trapped in the bog.
“V-Valhallaaaa…”
“Gack!”
“Aaargh!”
The Barbarian Warriors trapped in the bog lost their lives to the Decaron Army’s spears and arrows without being able to put up any proper resistance.
No matter how strong and powerful the Barbarian Warriors were, they couldn’t endure being beaten one-sidedly while trapped in a swamp.
‘Right, that’s how it was.’
Carlisle nodded as he saw the effect of [Mud Swamp].
Barbarian Warriors were usually a race with very high magic resistance.
Their racial characteristics included very high magic resistance values, so they were unfazed by most magic.
They would endure offensive magic with their toughness, forcibly break free from crowd control techniques like stun, confusion, sleep, and binding, or were often completely immune to effects like fear.
However, [Mud Swamp] wasn’t a crowd control technique cast directly on targets, but simply a method of turning the ground into a bog to restrict movement, so the Barbarian Warriors’ characteristic powerful magic resistance was useless.
‘Well, they have to die standing at attention. What choice is there.’
Carlisle’s expression wasn’t bright as he thought this.
No matter how much they were enemies, blood and flesh were flying before his eyes and people were dying, so it couldn’t be pleasant to watch.
But Carlisle didn’t take his eyes off the battlefield.
‘I need to get used to it.’
This was a world ruled by sword and magic, where primitive violence was rampant.
To survive in such a place, he needed to become accustomed to such scenes.
‘It would be even more so for Sigmund.’
As Carlisle was thinking such thoughts while facing the carnage unfolding before his eyes without avoiding it.
“Enemies! Block them!”
“Enemies have infiltrated the fortress!”
With loud shouts, Barbarian Warriors began infiltrating the fortress one by one, not through the fortress entrance but by climbing over the wooden palisade.
The Barbarians weren’t fools either, so they had shifted their tactics to bypass rather than continue attacking the fortress entrance.
* * *
As Barbarian Warriors began infiltrating one by one over the wooden palisade, the tide of battle faced a new phase.
Chaotic battle.
Close combat between the Decaron Army and Barbarian Warriors had begun inside the fortress.
‘This is troublesome.’
Alertness flashed in Carlisle’s eyes as he saw the Barbarian Warriors who had infiltrated the fortress.
Right now he was blocking the fortress entrance tight as a drum with [Mud Swamp], but with enemies having infiltrated, there was concern this formation might collapse.
If the allied formation blocking the entrance were to collapse due to the enemies…
‘Then we all die.’
Carlisle quickly assessed the situation, drew Grimgand, and faced the approaching enemies.
It wasn’t just Carlisle.
“Scout unit, protect the allied formation!”
“Yes!”
Scout Captain Begman also assessed the situation and gave appropriate orders.
Having survived countless battles in Kuberin for over ten years, Begman knew all too well how to act in any situation.
“Rookie! Stick close to me!”
In the midst of this, Begman didn’t forget to look after Carlisle, the new recruit.
He seemed worried that Carlisle, still lacking in combat experience, might fumble around and die to an enemy’s blind strike.
“Rookie, you’ll block the enemies here with me. Got it?”
“Yes, Captain.”
Carlisle stood side by side with Begman and met the approaching Barbarian Warriors.
“Die, you vermin continentals!”
“I’ll split your skull in half! Val-hallaaaa!”
“I’ll strip off all your skin and throw it as crow feed! Keheheh!”
Several Barbarian Warriors charged at Carlisle and Begman.
‘Focus.’
Carlisle watched the enemies’ movements.
‘I can see it.’
He could see the enemies’ openings.
It was as if it was teaching him to stab here, that this would work.
Swish!
Grimgand extended straight out in a line, drawing a black trajectory.
Soul Severing Sword, Loyal Heart.
It was the ultimate thrust technique perfected over a lifetime by a hero who had once protected Dekaron from the invasion of Barbarian Warriors.
Thunk!
The tip of Grimgand pierced through the Barbarian Warrior’s throat.
“…!”
Carlisle was surprised.
To think he could kill an enemy so easily, so simply?
Of course, he had cut an enemy in half with [World Opening] before, but this time felt just as new.
“Cough, hack!”
The Barbarian Warrior whose throat was pierced by Grimgand coughed up blood and collapsed.
“Va, Valhal… hack!”
Thud, he fell down.
‘Is this right?’
Carlisle suddenly felt doubtful.
He couldn’t grasp the reality of it.
Whether humans were beings that died so easily, and if so, whether he had really killed him…
‘This is too easy…’
Just then.
Whirrrr!
A hand axe flew through the air, grazing past Carlisle’s nose.
Thunk!
“Gah!”
The hand axe embedded itself in the forehead of a Barbarian Warrior who had been charging at Carlisle.
“…!”
Startled, Carlisle looked in the direction the hand axe had come from.
The one who had thrown the hand axe while he was defenseless was none other than Begman.
True to his nickname [Axe Murderer], Begman freely wielded two hand axes and sometimes used them as throwing weapons.
That hand axe throwing skill had shone through and saved Carlisle from crisis.
“Hey, you bastard! Do you want to die?!”
Begman shouted angrily.
“Get your head in the game!”
“…I’m sorry!”
Carlisle readily admitted his mistake.
To fall into contemplation during battle – wasn’t that essentially committing suicide?
Of course, this was his first real combat experience, and since he wasn’t originally from this world, his sense of reality was lacking…
“Fight with your head screwed on straight! If you’re a Sigmund, act like a Sigmund!”
That damn Sigmund, Sigmund again.
Carlisle slightly frowned but didn’t argue with Begman’s words.
Right now, whether he liked it or not, he was Carlisle van Sigmund.
“Yes, you’re right.”
Carlisle nodded and straightened his posture.
Right, thinking could wait until after the battle was over.
Right now, the priority was fighting the charging enemies, the Barbarian Warriors trying to break down the allied formation defending the fortress entrance.
‘Get it together. This is a battlefield.’
Carlisle gritted his teeth and faced the enemy.
“Uooooooooo―!!!”
Slash!
The Soul Severing Sword’s World Opening split the enemy’s chest.
* * *
The chaotic battle continued for some time.
The Barbarian Warriors persistently attacked the entrance while continuously climbing over the wooden palisade to try to destroy the entrance formation.
In the midst of such chaos, the scout unit soldiers proved why they were called elite troops.
“Rookie! You’re doing well! Yes! Keep doing that! You’re a Sigmund after all!”
Begman, true to being the [Axe Murderer], wildly swung his hand axes to crush enemies while also keeping an eye on Carlisle and praising him, showing his excellent qualities as a scout captain.
“You bastard! You’re my wig!”
[Barber] Wilson specifically targeted Barbarian Warriors with particularly lush and long hair, satisfying his personal desires that weren’t quite personal.
Swish, thunk!
“My, my thing! My thiiiing!”
Marder not only took the Barbarian Warriors’ lives but also shot arrows into their private parts, showing why his nickname was [Ball Crusher].
“Phew. This is nothing but complete chaos.”
Kudo immediately joined the battle after single-handedly finishing off the Barbarian Warrior who had used [Destruction Chariot], wielding a single blade and cutting down every Barbarian Warrior in sight.
And…
‘Danger!’
[Stinky] Russell caught Carlisle’s attention.
“Uooooooooo!”
Russell was surrounded by three Barbarian Warriors, having broken away from the allied formation alone.
‘I need to help…’
Just as Carlisle was moving to help Russell.
“Leave him be.”
Begman said as he passed by.
“But…”
“I said leave him be.”
“You want me to let him die?”
“Who? You? Or Russell?”
“…?”
“You don’t seem to know – do you know who the strongest person in our unit is?”
“That would be Sir Helen…”
Carlisle was about to answer that it might be Kudo.
Kudo seemed like an extraordinary person.
But Begman’s answer was unexpected.
“The strongest person in our unit is Russell, that guy. More precisely…”
Begman’s eyes gleamed meaningfully.
“Russell who pisses his pants is the strongest.”
What was he talking about…
What did pissing himself have to do with combat ability…
“Are you seriously saying that right now…”
Just then.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaah!”
Carlisle turned his head toward a scream from somewhere and was startled.
Russell, his eyes dyed blood red, was letting out a chilling scream.
Drip…
Russell’s pants legs looked wet in the flickering torchlight.
“Kill… them.”
Murderous muttering flowed from Russell’s mouth.
“I’ll kill them all… alllllllllll!”
Russell charged at the Barbarian Warriors who had surrounded him.
What followed was a horrific spectacle.
It was a one-sided slaughter.
The time it took Russell to butcher the three Barbarian Warriors was barely even a few seconds.
Moreover, the sight of him dismembering enemies who were already dead was so unbelievable that it was hard to accept this was done by that bumbling, good-natured Russell.
“You… were a Berserker.”
A murmur escaped from Carlisle’s lips as he witnessed Russell’s true nature.
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