How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 57

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【Chapter 57】

“…You came.”

Begman smiled palely.

“Captain! Stay with us!”

“You’re going to burst my eardrums, damn it. Cough!”

“C-Captain!”

“Why did you come… to rescue me… it’s dangerous… Cough! Cough cough!”

Every time Begman coughed, blood gushed out.

“Damn it all!”

Wilson pushed Begman’s intestines back into his stomach and pressed a white cloth against his bleeding abdomen, applying pressure to stop the bleeding.

Meanwhile, Kudo wrapped bandages around Begman’s half-severed left arm and tightened a tourniquet, desperately trying to stop the bleeding.

However, it was impossible to revive the dying flame of life with such basic and ordinary methods.

“Hurry… go… don’t die a dog’s death trying to save me….”

“Captain! Stay with us!”

“I’m already… Cough! Cough cough! H-hopeless anyway… quickly save the others and return to the… fortress… Cough!”

“Captaaain!”

Wilson held onto Begman and screamed.

“Whine! Whine whine!”

Silver Wolf, who had returned from human form to wolf form, kept licking Begman while whining.

“Tell Sir Helen… that I was grateful… and that it was an honor to serve….”

A faint smile appeared on Begman’s lips as he stood at death’s door.

“Wait a moment.”

Carlisle roughly pushed Wilson aside and spoke.

Whoosh!

Thud!

Wilson was sent flying far away.

“Wh-what was that just now?”

“Did the youngest have that much strength?”

The scout members were startled.

Though Carlisle was tall, he didn’t look like the type with great strength.

But to think he possessed such monstrous strength to send the sturdy Wilson flying….

“Youngest….”

Begman gazed at Carlisle with his fading eyes.

“You came too… Cough cough! But wasn’t that just insubordination…?”

“You seem to still have some fight left in you. To notice something like that when you’re dying.”

“Kuk….”

“And if you have something to say to Sir Helen, tell her yourself.”

Carlisle rummaged through his Large Subspace Inventory and pulled out a bottle containing liquid that was red like ruby and sparkled like stars.

Splash splash splash!

Carlisle poured the red, sparkling liquid onto Begman’s wounds.

Then Begman’s wounds began healing at a visibly rapid pace.

“Ah.”

“…!”

“Say ‘ah.'”

“Ah.”

Splash splash!

The liquid poured into Begman’s open mouth.

“Swallow it if you want to live. Don’t spit it out.”

Gulp gulp!

Begman desperately swallowed the red liquid down his throat.

“Krrgh….”

Begman grimaced as if he had downed strong liquor.

“How do you feel?”

“Huh?”

“I asked how you’re feeling.”

“Well, naturally I’m one step away from death… huh?”

Begman’s eyes widened.

He wasn’t the only one showing such a reaction.

“He’s healed?”

“How did someone who was dying…?”

The scout members couldn’t believe that Begman, who had been dying, was now fine.

And for good reason, as the liquid Carlisle had used was a [Superior Life Potion] stored in the Sigmund Family Secret Warehouse.

Though it wasn’t Supreme Grade, with sufficient quantity, a Superior Life Potion could easily save someone who was dying as long as they still had breath.

“As expected, rich family sons are different.”

Russell looked at Carlisle with envious eyes.

And for good reason, as life potions were an unthinkable luxury for ordinary soldiers.

Only officers of at least lieutenant rank would receive a single Basic Life Potion for emergency use, as potions were extremely expensive.

“Have a sip of this too.”

“Th-thank you.”

Begman performed the miracle of drinking a Stamina Potion after the life potion and even managing to sit up on his own.

Just moments ago, he had been halfway across death’s threshold….

“Thank you so mu….”

“Save the thanks for later.”

Carlisle quickened his pace.

“Let’s hurry. We need to move fast if we want to save even one more person.”

“R-right.”

Just as Begman was nodding.

“Screech!”

“There are two people over there! It looks like Delont and two engineers are moving together!”

Marder, who was conducting Aerial Reconnaissance through Vision Link with Hugin, pointed in a specific direction.

“How far is it?”

“About 500 meters?”

“I’ll guide you.”

Just then, a green arrow appeared floating in the direction Marder had pointed, so Carlisle could advance toward where the Allied Forces were without a moment’s hesitation.

* * *

Searching for scattered Allied Forces in enemy-controlled territory was nothing short of suicide.

One wrong move and they’d be surrounded by enemies in the blink of an eye, leading to total annihilation.

However, there was no hesitation in the scout unit’s steps as they traversed the deadly terrain.

This was possible not only due to Carlisle’s guidance ability, but also because Marder’s role was highly effective.

“Screeech!”

Marder actively utilized Vision Link with Hugin to locate Allied Forces positions.

He also sent Hugin to guide Allied Forces along safe routes without encountering enemies.

It wasn’t for nothing that Carlisle had envied Marder for drawing Hugin.

Thanks to this, the scout unit achieved the feat of rescuing two scout members and five engineers.

“Where to next?”

“There won’t be a next time.”

Marder shook his head at Carlisle’s question.

Marder’s eyes were dyed white from the Vision Link with Hugin.

“Not anymore. We have to go.”

“What do you mean?”

“There are too many.”

Marder released the Vision Link and spoke.

“Any further operations are impossible. We’re already too late. We need to go now.”

“But…”

“There’s no choice. Now it’s truly every man for himself. We can only hope a few will survive.”

“…”

Carlisle bit his lower lip firmly.

‘I still haven’t found her…’

Just leaving like this bothered him because of Gwen, and he couldn’t bring himself to take a step.

Why was that?

They weren’t even close, just having exchanged a few conversations at most…

“If we hesitate here any longer, we’ll all really die. This is our last chance.”

“Marder’s right. It’s not my place to say, but… when it’s time to go, we have to go.”

Begman supported Marder’s words.

“Since they said everyone scattered, there’s still a chance of survival. The enemies’ purpose isn’t simply to kill everyone. We’ve done our best.”

Kudo also lent his support to the retreat opinion.

Carlisle wasn’t unaware of that fact either.

The scout unit had done their best.

They had conducted rescue operations to the point where it was unclear whether they could safely return to the fortress, so they had done enough.

It was just that Gwen kept weighing on his mind.

If only he could know whether she was alive or dead, his heart would at least be at ease…

“…Let’s go.”

Carlisle reluctantly took a step forward.

“Once we return to the fortress, I’ll immediately send him to guide our allies to a safe location, so don’t worry too much and let’s go.”

“Right.”

Thus the withdrawal operation began.

“This way.”

Carlisle led the scout unit and surviving forces according to the green arrow shown by [Guide of Earth].

“Squawk!”

Hugin continued scouting while flying above the scout unit’s heads.

“This is a path that’s rarely used.”

“This is my first time coming this way too.”

At Begman’s words, Kudo also seemed somewhat unfamiliar as he looked around.

“I heard this place was a real hell in the old days.”

“Hell?”

“Can’t you tell by looking?”

At Kudo’s question, Begman pointed to the surroundings.

Rusty metal pieces were scattered everywhere, along with white bones strewn about.

Moreover, traces of outposts and positions that had once been built still remained intact.

“I heard this was the biggest battlefield in this entire area until about 50 years ago. The magic stone deposits were enormous, apparently.”

“I see.”

“I can’t even imagine how many died here. Even after all this time has passed, bone fragments are still scattered everywhere…”

“Captain, you seem to be feeling better now.”

“Hmm?”

“Earlier you were dying and even making your last words, but now you’re telling old stories like an elder.”

“This bastard… Ugh!”

Begman flared up at Kudo’s mockery, then clutched his stomach in agony.

No matter how much [Superior Life Potion] he had consumed, his body would need at least a month of rest and steady treatment to properly recover.

“I shouldn’t have said unnecessary things. Let’s hurry.”

Begman was grimacing and about to take another step when—

“Squaaaawk!”

Hugin, flying overhead, let out a long cry.

“Vision Link.”

At the ominous screech, Marder urgently linked his vision with Hugin’s.

“Ah…”

A groan-like sigh flowed from Marder’s mouth.

“What’s wrong all of a sudden?”

Begman asked Marder.

Carlisle didn’t need to hear Marder’s answer.

Rumble rumble rumble…!!!

Grimgand was vibrating strongly.

The direction was behind them.

The direction the scout unit had come from.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud!

Soon, earth-shaking vibrations and noise reached them, and dozens of boars carrying Barbarian Warriors could be seen charging toward them.

Their name was [Raging Hoof Cavalry].

A Barbarian cavalry unit riding boars operated by the Butcher Tribe.

* * *

“E-everyone scatter! Quickly!”

Begman shouted loudly and hid behind a tree.

Crash!

Crack!

The tree struck by the boar fell and toppled over.

The breakthrough power of the helmeted boars was so terrifying it could fell even massive trees in one blow.

Fortunately, thanks to experienced Begman giving appropriate orders, no one was killed by being struck by the boars.

However, the boars’ charge was merely the beginning.

“Valhallaaaa!”

“You rat bastards!”

“I’ll kill you all!”

Nearly fifty Barbarian Warriors of the Butcher Tribe quickly dismounted from their boars and began attacking the Decaron Army.

Thus battle erupted.

“Damn it all!”

“Argh!”

“This damn—!”

The scout unit and surviving Engineers gritted their teeth and resisted, but the Barbarian Warriors’ offensive was stronger than ever.

The Decaron Army was merely desperately holding on, and it was only a matter of time before they fell one by one.

And even in this life-or-death crisis, Carlisle did nothing.

‘Could he be frozen in fear?’

Kudo looked at Carlisle standing there blankly as if bewitched by something and thought that might be possible.

In fact, such cases weren’t uncommon when moving from battlefield to battlefield.

It was quite frequent for someone who usually fought bravely to give up everything and become self-destructive when placed in certain situations, like the desperate circumstances they faced now.

Or cases where they completely lost their wits or froze while standing, unable to move, were also common.

‘Is he finally breaking down? How unlike a Sigmund?’

However, Kudo’s expectations were nothing more than needless worry…

Carlisle, who had been standing frozen like a statue, slowly extended his hand toward the rusty sword stuck in the ground.

It was clearly a sword abandoned when this area had been a battlefield in the past.

Crack!

Carlisle’s grip closed around the sword hilt.

Whoosh!

An auspicious light began to emanate from the rusty sword.

“Go, quickly.”

Carlisle’s voice had changed.

“Don’t stop walking, and don’t look back. That is my final command.”

It was the final command and last words of a knight who had once stood alone against enemies.

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