How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 108: Return of the Old Soldiers

"So, Tarman, you decided to bring Mari, huh? What happened to Dean?"

"Dean will be coming in a few days."

Jeong Yushin stood up and clapped his hands.

"Alright, then let’s finish up here and take a break."

The next day.

The Labyrinth City was overwhelmed with an unprecedented crowd.

Every alley in the streets was packed with tourists. As a result, the guards' vigilance was slowly fading.

The reason people had gathered like this was simple.

It was because of the blessing of the Spirit God.

On festival days, the Spirit Gods would fly through the night sky, blessing a few selected people, which had become a famous event.

For some, it granted long life, for others, wealth and power. It was even said that it could help people find love, though that wasn’t certain.

Despite the extremely low chances, with only a few people receiving the blessing, many gathered, hoping for a miracle.

The festival lasted about five days. During that time, perhaps a few people would be blessed.

Jeong Yushin thought little of it.

What mattered to him was not that, but the Cream Slime Bread.

Since it was the first day, he had to make sure it went well.

Jeong Yushin set up a wooden stand in front of the inn and piled the special Cream Slime Bread one by one.

"Look at the slime shape! The eyes and the mouth—it's so cute!"

"Yeah, it’s unique. I wonder what it tastes like...?"

Curiosity sparked in some people because of the odd shape of the bread, and one by one, they bought a piece and put it in their mouths.

And then.

"Woah!!! Could bread be this delicious?!"

"Look at this cream!"

"Housekeeper!!! Bring more!!!"

"The taste of heaven!"

Those who tried the bread started to rave about it, and soon, the attention of others was drawn to them.

"It’s cheap!!! So cheap!!! Only 30 Donghwa per piece of bread!"

Jeong Yushin didn’t miss the opportunity and shouted.

"Isn’t that a bit expensive for bread?"

When someone expressed their dissatisfaction, another person pushed their way through the crowd.

"Stop whining about the price and get lost! I’ll buy it all!"

"Ah... I didn’t mean that..."

Soon, the man who had complained was pushed away, and only customers with shining eyes remained.

"Give me everything you’ve got!"

"Only five per person."

"Oh, is that so?!"

People sighed in frustration.

Some hurriedly devoured the bread right after receiving it.

Others quietly tucked it away in their arms.

‘Rubbing the bread on their cheeks, that’s a bit much.’

Jeong Yushin carefully observed the expressions of the customers as he sold the bread. Most of them looked satisfied. He felt strangely proud.

The bread sold out in no time.

There was no need to worry about advertising. Since it tasted good, people started talking about it, and as they talked, more people gathered.

An overwhelming positive cycle.

"Uii. I wanted to dance."

"Chirp... chirp chirp."

Luna and Lynn carried the bread with sad expressions. Since Lynn’s body structure made it difficult to carry the bread, she had a small basket strapped to her back.

Jeong Yushin smiled faintly and patted their heads.

"We’ll have another chance tonight. We can do it then."

"Understood."

They hurriedly carried the bread to the stand, but even faster, the bread was sold out.

In less than 10 minutes, all the Cream Slime Bread was gone.

Jeong Yushin grinned from ear to ear.

"Thank you, customers. Thanks to your passionate support, all the Cream Slime Bread has been sold out!"

"No!!! Is this really the end?!"

"Owner, bake more bread!!!"

"I haven’t even had a bite yet!"

‘Wipe your cream-covered mouth before you speak.’

Jeong Yushin scratched his head.

"We’ll have more bread out tonight, so it’s better to wait for then!"

"Promise?!"

"If you don’t bring the bread tonight, I’ll burn down the inn!"

"Housekeeper! We’ll wait here until dinner! I won’t be satisfied with just one!"

"A-a lady...!"

Jeong Yushin, leaving the disappointed customers behind, went inside the inn.

Inside, it was bustling with people. There were those who had been drinking and enjoying food since morning.

It was a sight one would usually only see at night, but it was now happening in broad daylight.

‘Hehe. Money is rolling in.’

Jeong Yushin’s smile deepened.

For the festival, he had only raised the prices slightly compared to other restaurants, but people seemed to appreciate it and flocked in.

On top of that, since he didn’t skimp on the ingredients and cooked everything deliciously, it was only natural that people would gather.

This was his first festival, so there was some uncertainty, but it was going surprisingly well.

Entering the kitchen, Tarman, Ann, and Karin were working hard.

"Alright, alright, keep working hard. Money is coming in. Money!"

"Ska! You should work too!"

Karin shouted while sweating profusely and cooking.

"Got it. Tarman, go outside and keep an eye on the shop with the snout. I’ll stay here to work in the kitchen."

"Yes."

Tarman put on his apron and rushed outside.

"Money is coming. Money. The day I see the light in my life has finally come."

Jeong Yushin hummed a tune and began moving eagerly.

Contrary to the festive mood, the entrance to the labyrinth was quiet and lonely.

Ingrid Redtail sat quietly, feeling the hot summer breeze.

It was the same spot where Ska had sat last time. The spot directly facing the labyrinth's entrance.

‘What’s that half-blood barbarian doing now?’

Ingrid pondered for a while and suddenly stood up.

Hooaaang.

There was a flash of light at the entrance to the labyrinth.

Then.

A group of black-haired men appeared.

Old and battered armor. Their axes and swords, worn from use, gleamed slightly.

Dirty eyes and long beards.

Among them stood an old barbarian, nearly gray-haired.

Ingrid’s eyes widened in shock.

"Could it be... Ragna Hellblade?!"

The elderly barbarian smiled faintly.

"Has it really been 40 years? Yulne Redtail. You look younger than the last time I saw you."

"That’s my mother’s name."

The old barbarian, known as Ragna, looked at Ingrid with surprised eyes and then laughed heartily.

"Heh heh. Has there already been a generation change? It really has been a long time."

"...It’s truly been a long time."

The elderly barbarian raised his head and stared at the dark sky for a long time. The people around him also followed his gaze and counted the stars.

For a long time.

Suddenly, Ragna lowered his head and looked at Ingrid.

"I have a question. Can I ask?"

"Yes, Ragna. Feel free to ask."

"How is it that after 30 years, none of our tribe has reached the depths of the labyrinth?"

Ingrid looked troubled at Ragna’s question.

"Well..."

"What happened?"

Ragna asked, rubbing his beard with a curious expression.

Ingrid explained the current situation with the barbarians.

Read latest chapters at freёweɓnovel.com Only.

After a long time, Ingrid finished speaking.

"...They’re currently in the eastern district. We’ve tried to accommodate them as best as we could according to the ‘pact’, but now it’s getting difficult. In recent years, their behavior has gone too far."

Ragna’s expression hardened with a terrifying intensity.

"Is that so? I’m sorry. Yulne, you must have had a hard time."

Ingrid couldn’t say a word as Ragna kept calling her by her mother’s name.

She couldn’t speak because an overwhelming pressure emanated from Ragna’s body.

The air vibrated.

‘Is this the power of the previous labyrinth committee?’

Even Ingrid, who had experienced many hells, couldn’t help but feel tense, with her hands shaking.

Ragna softened his expression.

"Who’s leading the barbarians now?"

"Kaizel."

"I don’t doubt your words, but not all of our people would act like that. I’ll go and take a look. I’ll check secretly, so you don’t need to follow."

"Do you want to go now? You could rest a bit and go later. Since today is the Blue Moon Festival, it might be better to relieve your fatigue first..."

Ragna waved his hand, cutting off Ingrid’s words.

"We don’t have much time. Get me my robe."

"Understood. But may I have a moment before that?"

"It won’t be long."

"Yes."

Ingrid called her subordinates.

"Tell the committee, the inner city’s commander, and the outer city’s guard captain to keep quiet. Tell them to seal their lips tightly."

"Understood. What should I tell them?"

"Tell them that the true barbarian has returned."

"S-ska! There’s a commotion outside!"

Tarman came running in a panic.

"What’s going on?"

Jeong Yushin, drenched in sweat from working in the kitchen, asked.

"They... they say the bread hasn’t come out yet."

"Tell them it’s ready. I’ll be out soon."

"Yes!"

When he went outside, a huge crowd had gathered.

"Owner! Bring the bread!"

"We’ve waited too long!"

"I’ll pay anything! Just sell it all!"

‘Am I really going to become rich? Maybe I should open a bakery when I get back.’

Jeong Yushin thought idly and opened the stand.

"Alright!!! Cream Slime Bread for sale!!! Only 30 Donghwa! Line up! We also have fresh milk!!!"

"Waaaa!!!"

The crowd cheered and rushed forward. Donghwa was flying through the air, and heated arguments broke out, with some even grabbing each other by the collar.

Jeong Yushin grinned and worked hard to deliver the bread.

‘Let’s make some money.’

An hour later.

All the bread, stacked high on the stand, was sold out.

"Oooh!!! So this is the taste?!"

"Owner! Sell the recipe!!!"

"Crazy... All the bread I’ve eaten until now was fake...!"

"I ate 10 and can’t fit anymore. Belly, you bastard! Put the cream bread in!"

The people gathered around the inn’s stand, all with cream smeared on their faces, smiling happily as they patted their full bellies.

‘Was it really that good?’

Jeong Yushin scratched his head. It felt a bit over the top.

"That’s it for today’s sales. See you tomorrow!"

Whatever happened, he was happy to have sold so much.

With a bit of time left, he planned to help others prepare ingredients for tomorrow’s sales.

At that moment.

Someone approached the stand.

A man over 2 meters tall.

A muscular build that couldn’t be hidden by a robe.

A cold sensation in the air, a smell that was beyond description.

His body was sending out warning signals.

Jeong Yushin immediately recognized who he was.

‘A barbarian!’

"Hey, do you have any bread left?"

An elderly voice came from above.

"..."

Jeong Yushin stayed silent for a moment, carefully examining the inside of the robe.

An old barbarian with more white than black hair.

He was momentarily surprised but quickly calmed down.

‘It’s the same thing.’

"Get lost. I don’t give bread to criminals."

Jeong Yushin growled at the old barbarian.

"...Criminal? What do you mean?"

The old barbarian paused and asked again.

Jeong Yushin’s expression twisted like a demon.

This bastard.

His earlier joy over the successful sales evaporated ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) instantly.

He couldn’t stand those who thought their strength made them above others, committing crimes without even realizing it.

He couldn’t stand to watch it any longer.

"Didn’t you used to talk about supplying holes?! You must have lost your mind with age. Get out and go to the brothel. Cough! You came all the way here just to beg for a supply, even in your old age? Get a grip, you bastard!!!"

"..."

Ragna Hellblade.

The elderly warrior who had faced the depths of the labyrinth with his companions for 30 years.

He had never heard such harsh words during all his trials.

‘Ah, my sin is great.’

How much must he have suffered under that Kaizel fellow for this young half-blood to be screaming in fury like this?

He couldn’t help but feel devastated.

Once he realized it, a tear rolled down his cheek.

Jeong Yushin saw it.

"What...?!"

The barbarian... crying?

‘Did I go too far with my words...?’