[{"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-750":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},1327977,1764,"Chapter 750: Guide (7)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-750",750,"\u003Cp>A greatsword swings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shield blocks an enemy’s strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, he even ends up pathetically rolling across the ground trying to dodge a flying blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaagh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when a blade full of murderous intent pierces his skin, he inevitably screams in a pitiful voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Sven Parab thought:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s no way this story will ever be passed down to future generations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the protagonists in stories are always heroic, cool, and strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’re not weak like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And above all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kehaha! Hey, Holy Knight! That face says you're ready to die, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why’d you bother staying behind alone then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—They always win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They survive to return and tell the tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, and so...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on now, just fall down and take a nap already!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His story would never be passed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And because of that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Aaaaaagh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could afford to be pathetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ptoo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spat blood-tinged phlegm in an enemy’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatterclatterclatter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbled backward on weakening legs and flung furniture he’d used as a barricade toward the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah! Over there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Huh? Aaack!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using a childish feint in the middle of it all, he jammed a blade into the enemy’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You cowardly bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look who’s talking, swarming like bugs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, the trick worked well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe because it was that stupid?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, after one or two tries, they all stopped falling for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being alone had unexpected advantages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of all of them, there was one he liked best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it wasn’t courage but fear that surged—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha, I really don’t wanna die like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could voice that fear out loud without worrying what anyone thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t something a hero in a story would ever say, but—so what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t that kind of hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Die clean, you bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death terrified him more than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what can you do? If I’m dying anyway—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’re you muttering about—?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll take you bastards with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the kind of small-minded man who hated dying alone even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaagh!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was kind of funny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than when he fought to protect others, he felt stronger when driven by the thought, I don’t wanna die alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why—and it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From now on, I’m your damn guide, bastards!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply swung his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Sven Parab has cast [Twilight Compass].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「All damage dealt is increased, but damage taken from behind is also increased.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not caring how much divine power he had left, he hurled divine spells without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Sven Parab has cast [Unquenchable Flame].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even lit fires inside the temple without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divine enchantments on the temple only blocked external flames. They were vulnerable to fire from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, of course, a Holy Knight shouldn’t be doing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’m not a Holy Knight anymore anyway.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even less to hold him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaagh! Th-this bastard...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used every dirty move banned in combat sports to his heart’s content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Bite his ear off!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought suddenly came to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he first entered the labyrinth, a goblin had bitten him on the neck like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit, that’s so dirty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How the hell did they do that so naturally?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ptoo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his thoughts drifted like a stream of consciousness, he began to wonder—what was the difference between himself and a goblin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The humanoid monster most often killed by beginner explorers—and that killed them just as often. Grade 9.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins walk on two legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins use tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins fight to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins act on instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Ah, this part’s different now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goblins abandon their comrades and run when things go south.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoooosh—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temple interior was engulfed in white flame before he knew it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blunt weapon struck Sven Parab on the head—one he couldn’t avoid—and he collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second blow landed on his defenseless body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You tough bastard...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind went blank from the hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gotta... finish him...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound cut out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...It’s over.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he thought it was the end—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between the enemy soldiers’ legs and the dancing flames, he saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A half-shattered statue of the goddess amidst the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he suddenly wondered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Where will my soul go?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The afterlife they speak of here in Lafdonia?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it’s Earth—would it be hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or reincarnation, like in Buddhism?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What would guide a soul like his, with no faith?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dying heart gave one last ripple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[......I shall give you power.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“......”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“......”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized, belatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything around him had stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t like the slowed perception from entering hyperfocus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roaring fire no longer flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floating ashes were frozen midair, and the enemy who had been swinging a weapon at him wasn’t moving at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[......I shall give you the power to slaughter those who torment you, and survive to achieve anything.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever this voice belonged to—if he accepted, it would truly happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’d become a monster.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever was saying this was a wicked being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A good entity wouldn’t tell him to abandon comrades and live alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in fact, the voice didn’t deny it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[How amusing. What is a monster?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[If killing others makes you a monster, then surely this world is full of them.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That... sort of made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Listen well. You are too weak to be called a monster, and too wicked to be called a man.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was power in that voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And thus—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Listen well. You wish to move forward, yet want someone to guide you.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sven Parab gave a faint laugh at the words that followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I shall be your guide.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how powerful the voice was—it no longer held any allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a very simple reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I shall show you the path you were meant to walk.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who this voice belonged to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karuie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient evil god did not deny it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[......Take my hand.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply spoke again, with a deeper resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Sven Parab answered in his heart:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Nope.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shorter than any other rejection—therefore, even more forceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[......There is no path to survival but to become my servant.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, probably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realistically, that’s most likely true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Then why?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, the reason was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Because I’ve got a damn strong hunch right now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That even if he refused, he wasn’t going to die here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A powerful intuition pulsed from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, however, it wasn’t some “divine” instinct bestowed by another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like how normal people’s gut feelings come from accumulated experience and memory—so too did this one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you listen closely to what your enemies say and do the opposite, at least half the time it works out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was something his clan leader once said at a drinking party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘An ancient evil god who’s never helped anyone without screwing them over, versus a hero of this city writing living myths and always putting his comrades first.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose words should he trust?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Get lost. Out of my life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sven Parab said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient evil god fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was still frozen in time, so he couldn’t tell how long the silence lasted—but it wasn’t long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the frozen world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a pane of glass shattering, cracks spread through the fabric of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhhhhhhhhhh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through those cracks, a warm silver light began to shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The deep twilight dawn shines upon you.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A starlight wrapped his entire body in gentle warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sven Parab instinctively knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The mark of the evil god engraved upon your soul is completely erased.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That presence was no longer here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment he realized it, a voice of grace—opposite to Karuie’s—echoed in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[May it help the path my knight wishes to walk.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same voice he had once heard in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it resonated in his mind, vitality surged into a body that hadn’t even been able to twitch a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Due to Recovery (EX-grade), your body is completely healed.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The character has acquired a new divine authority.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「You can now use 0-grade divine spell [Agent of the Stars].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The divine power of a god has temporarily infused your physical body.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Divine Power permanently increases by +500.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The character permanently acquires the ‘Saintblood’ bonus.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t really get it, but—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Feels like I got insanely strong all of a sudden—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Ah, but first I gotta dodge this.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time suddenly began moving again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sven Parab rolled to the side, dodging a blunt weapon coming for his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the—?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did he...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was that light just now...?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prey they thought they’d finished stood up just fine, leaving the enemies in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sven Parab smiled leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...See? It really pays to live «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» a decent life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy Knights and clerics receive divine spells based on their accumulated “merit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So unlike mages, where anyone can learn any spell, there are often situations where one person can use a spell while another can’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, that wasn’t the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A new divine spell...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a Holy Knight or cleric is granted a spell, they instinctively understand it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even its name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...[Agent of the Stars], huh.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of spell is that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never heard of it before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it came directly from a god, voice and all—so it had to be the real deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which is why Sven Parab could smile even with countless enemies before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Puhuhuhu...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the enemies looked at him like he’d lost it, while a few sharp ones started getting wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Smarter than the rest, but...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must atone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Sven Parab activated the divine spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was his first time using it, he even recited the incantation aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The star of twilight shall guide us...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"[Agent of the Stars].\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he spoke with firm intent, a torrent of silver light burst from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brilliant, divine light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Noark troops all recoiled in fear at its splendor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...Huh?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whooooooooom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blinding light faded quickly, and the enemies were still standing there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body didn’t feel particularly stronger either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... what happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Usage conditions not met.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Casting of 0-grade divine spell [Agent of the Stars] has been canceled.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sven Parab had no idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only knew one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...Yeah I’m screwed.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the enemies looked just as confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweating quietly, Sven snapped to attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then awkwardly stretched his sword forward with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha... foul beings, listen well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I shall show you mercy and spare you this once. Now, b-begone from my sight immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to sound dignified, but the enemies just looked confused—not afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Maybe because he stuttered at the end?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He regretted it, but it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemies had figured it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Guess it didn’t work out for him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah... had me scared there for a sec. Thought something big was coming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No idea how he recovered, but it’s just one guy, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill him again!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having reached a swift conclusion, they all rushed him at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...Now what?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he run?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically possible, but unlikely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he tried the exit on the first floor, it was swarming with enemies. Reaching a second-floor window meant breaking through all of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No fucking way...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You get chosen by a god, only to die here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then why not let me die dramatically earlier!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those complaints were swirling in his head when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KABOOOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An explosion shattered the goddess statue and revealed an underground passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[GRAAAAAAAAAAH—!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive something shot out from below, roared, and landed beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What... is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to be here to help, at least?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A bear (beastkin)... riding a giant bear...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind blanked from the confusion, and the bear-riding beastman perked up his ears and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My wife owed a debt. I’ve come to repay it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, don’t be modest. Even if it weren’t for my wife, anyone who’s Yandel’s comrade is mine as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still didn’t understand what that meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come, let’s go. I’ll clear the path.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...He was saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Avman Urikfrit has cast [Overcharge].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The effects of the next active skill will greatly increase based on Soul Power.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Avman Urikfrit has cast [Pierce].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The penetration of the next attack is increased tenfold.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Avman Urikfrit has cast [Giant Arrow].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「The size of the next ranged projectile greatly increases.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Chulwoong Iradoon has cast [Firebear Stance].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「All attacks now apply Knockback (Advanced).」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Avman Urikfrit has cast [Lord of the Jungle].」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Chulwoong Iradoon’s stats are greatly enhanced, and...」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「...」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t speak to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most self-talk tends to dwell on depressing topics—and voicing them doesn’t change reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it only makes you darker and more miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he never talked to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is insane.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just this once, he muttered aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him was a man coughing up blood, yet still clinging to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’d love for you to wake up now... but realistically, that’s not likely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even knowing that, I can’t help but feel a little bitter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought I’d been granted more storytime than you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it turns out that wasn’t the case. Fate’s a cruel thing, isn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh... whenever I stand in front of you, I feel like such a lousy man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He apologized to the man lying there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry. I’m not like you after all. You’d never hesitate like I am now, and I know that. Still, I can’t make up my mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man quietly blinked once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still, I guess I have no choice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the man couldn’t hear him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he said it anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that he wouldn’t back out halfway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that his resolve wouldn’t waver in the final moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And also so that he could be sure of it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This’ll be the first time I’m making the path instead of walking it, huh... well, what choice do I have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m your guide, after all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the right path is clear, you can’t take another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Twilight stars shall guide us...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Brown Rotmiller made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>",2365,"2026-06-05T19:33:18.959Z",1,"novelbin.me","e81bfb367804c91e13fe968062782161cd2bef3d465e0f97c1ba055ab8bf9426","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-601","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-749",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]