[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian":3,"chapter-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-118":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Surviving the Game as a Barbarian",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1327738,1764,"Chapter 118 Dark Cloud (2)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-118",118,"\u003Cp>Dark Cloud (2)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Cloud (2)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A level 5 monster, the troll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He may be the poster child of regeneration, but even this guy dies if his heart or head explodes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I invested all of the team's strength into severing the guy's 'arm'.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Graaagh-!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...we sealed one of the bastard's arms, rendering him helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, we created an environment where Misha can deal damage without any risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha, who had been keeping her distance and focusing on dodging the troll's long arms, finally leaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And landing on my shoulder—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—she plunged both swords into his eyeballs simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how high the physical resistance, there are always weak points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Graaagh-!!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll's struggle intensified as the swords, enchanted with acidic blood, pierced its vulnerable eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, what kind of strength is this…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bjo, Bjorn?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry about here, just keep stabbing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shouted, squeezing the troll's arm with my thighs with all my might. Misha, knowing that this wasn't the time to relax, focused on stabbing instead of answering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first variable occurred here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump, thump, thump-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Misha repeatedly stabbed the swords into his eye sockets...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...a scraping sound was heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up to this point, it was as expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even humans have bones behind their eyeballs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Bjo, Bjorn? It's too hard, I can't get it in!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem was the strength of the bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it were his thick arm bones, I thought she would be able to break them and pierce his brain quickly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, he won't die easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep going.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha then gripped 'Viper's Fang' in a reverse grip and continued to strike the eye sockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's when the second variable occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, the troll started to rampage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lost his sight, he gave up trying to shake me off and charged towards one spot using his only remaining free limbs, his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dwarkey! He's aiming for Dwarkey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, the eyeless troll bastard was running precisely towards where Dwarkey was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Graaagh!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller hugged Dwarkey and dodged left and right, but the troll pursued them relentlessly as if he could see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mana! He's definitely sensing mana!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even I didn't know about this phenomenon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is he really instinctively sensing and following mana, as the dwarf said?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Damn it.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the reason...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just when we thought it was a done deal, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than 10 seconds after the situation erupted, Dwarkey and Rotmiller were cornered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Misha were there, it might have been different...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...but Rotmiller's physical stats weren't high enough to carry someone and escape from a 5th-grade monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Graaagh—!!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll then charged towards them, cornered. The dwarf tried to stop him somehow, but it was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf was sent flying like a soccer ball and crashed into the wall from the troll's kick. It seems like his [Counterweight] was deactivated because his MP ran out...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, at a time like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bjo, Bjorn?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, got it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Rotmiller managed to escape the corner using the momentary gap created by the dwarf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it was just buying a little time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About 3 seconds?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller, who was running towards the opposite side, was caught by the troll and rolled on the ground to avoid his kicks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can't see their situation from my position anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll stomps down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hi, eek...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although I don't hear the sound of someone getting trampled, since he's rolling around diligently...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we leave the troll alone for a bit longer, someone will definitely die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarkey, Rotmiller…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…or maybe even both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a crossroads of choices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha is focused on stabbing with her swords and is completely unaware of the situation below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All decisions are up to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I let go of his arm and go down, I might be able to save Dwarkey or Rotmiller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But ultimately, that choice will lead to a total party kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I let go, the troll will attack Misha with its free arm…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…and we won’t get another chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I close my eyes tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I can’t help but think…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…that this was bound to happen someday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dungeon and Stone] is not a game that pursues adventures filled with dreams and hopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the game progresses, the deaths of companions become inevitable, and the adventure continues as long as the main character survives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that’s the kind of game it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This goddamn game—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwagic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s when I hear a crushing sound from below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s the sound of flesh and bone being mangled, a sound I’ve heard countless times since waking up in this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha, sensing something strange, stops stabbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it’s only for a brief moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep going!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha resumes stabbing at my shout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang, clang, clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grit my teeth and put all my strength into restraining the troll’s remaining arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s when…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Dwarkey, who was kicked away by the troll, comes into view. His body is bent at an unnatural angle, as if his spine is broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this, I realize one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it wasn’t information I wanted to know…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the sound I heard earlier must have been Rotmiller’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……Heup!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did Misha see Dwarkey, who had risen to our eye level?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flinches for a moment and then starts swinging her swords with an expression that seems like she’s about to cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die! Die! Die! You monster! Die!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although we had to just watch our companions suffer for the sake of survival, the situation took a turn for the worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Dwarkey down, the curses were lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arm is rapidly regenerating due to the [Ultra Regeneration] effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Misha Kaltstein has cast [Ice Crush].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Misha Kaltstein has cast [Ice Crush].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Misha Kaltstein has cast [Ice Crush].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if knowing that time is running out, Misha swings her swords down with all her might. And as those seemingly eternal seconds pass…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Clang, clang… Kwagic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…a refreshing sound of impact is heard, and the troll’s body that I was holding onto disappears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Killed Troll. EXP +5」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll’s body, which has reached death, turns into light and disappears, and Misha and I fall to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, I would have regained my balance in mid-air and landed on my feet, but neither of us have the energy for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I lie sprawled on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling, a fist-sized magic stone falls next to my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud. Roll-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s all the loot there is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s no dramatic essence drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m reminded once again that this moment is reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, it’s not a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither is the choice I just made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor the sight of Dwarkey flying away in a mangled state due to that choice…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rotmiller! Dwarkey!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I force my body up, pushing aside my desire to rest. Misha is already running to take care of our fallen companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rotmiller! Come to your senses!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do, don’t shake me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, Rotmiller is alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of his legs is not just broken, but completely crushed, but it’s not a fatal injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavens helped, literally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his head or upper body had been crushed, that would have been the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before me… Dw, Dwarkey first…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, got it!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Misha rushes towards Dwarkey, I check Rotmiller’s leg injury, which has been left unattended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened to Dwarkey?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, he’s alive thanks to you. So how about you worry about yourself now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s… true. Huhuhu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s going to be quite painful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I kno… ugh! Keueueuek!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller groans and faints after being ‘potion-ed’, and that’s the end of the immediate measures we can take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems like it’s the same for Misha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bjorn…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha looks at me with an expression that seems to seek confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I chuckle and answer,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, they’re all alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s… a relief… truly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha slumps down, her body losing strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems like she only realizes it now after hearing my answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I still don’t feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I can’t believe… no one actually died.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not that I wished for them to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, I’m more than happy that they all survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, it’s hard to be completely happy because there are too many unsettling aspects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…we didn’t overcome this crisis because I did well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because I made a good plan beforehand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or because I responded well when a variable appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘We were… lucky.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We were just lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as I acknowledge that, I finally realize…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…what it means to live as an explorer in this damn world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, everyone survived like in a movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It probably… won’t always be like today.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I know better than anyone…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…that such luck won’t come to someone like me over and over again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passes, they regain consciousness one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf is the first to wake up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…So, everyone is alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf, who has confirmed that everyone survived, doesn’t laugh heartily like usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just repeats the same words as if praying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank goodness. Yeah, that’s right… truly a relief…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, if he’s been an explorer for several years, he must have experienced quite a bit. The death of companions is like a fate for explorers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To be safe after encountering a troll, I should make a donation to the temple…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller is the next to wake up after the dwarf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I approach him hesitantly and apologize with a hint of excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect the troll to act like that when it couldn’t even see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…How is that your fault? We should be the ones thanking you. If it weren’t for you, none of us would have survived.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your judgment was correct, so don’t blame yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems like Rotmiller already knows that I was willing to sacrifice the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, there’s no way he wouldn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was the one who kept shouting at him to do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keugh, ugh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some time, Dwarkey also groans and opens his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t move. Your injuries haven’t fully healed yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is everyone… okay…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re all fine! So don’t worry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… Mi, Miss Misha… I’m glad you’re safe…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Idiot! That’s what you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th, that’s…! Cough! Th, that’s true…? Hahaha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy atmosphere finally lightens up a bit as Dwarkey, who was in the worst condition, wakes up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, to think that the five of us defeated a troll. We can’t even brag about it. No one would believe us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf starts cracking jokes like usual, and Misha does the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh, an essence should have dropped! Somehow, it feels unfair. We went through all that trouble, but we got nothing, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We saved our lives, didn’t we?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rotmiller, you have too little greed, that’s the problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, you even used a top-grade potion, didn’t you? Ah, of course, don’t worry. We’ll all chip in and pay you back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a relief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, but Bjorn, what are we going to do now? You’re not thinking of going up any further, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew… what do you think of me? Of course, we’re going to rest for a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, Misha? Why are you asking Bjorn? I’m the leader of the team.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, regardless of the dwarf’s question…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…everyone accepts my suggestion of staying on this floor until the labyrinth closes without any objections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because we’re not in a state to continue exploring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We rest in the same place where we had the fierce battle with the troll, soothing our tired bodies and minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The labyrinth is closed.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Character is being transported to Lafdonia.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, a week passes, and my sixth expedition comes to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>",1965,"2026-06-05T19:32:49.064Z",1,"novelbin.me","8e75a28a38d8d1a4630619574048ea97bacc3c3c9ade0d77e84d6376a66cfc85","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-119","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-117",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]