The Berserker’s Second Playthrough in the Game - Chapter 102



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Episode 102 Judgment of Atala (5)

Sunlight streamed through the window between the earthen walls. The pumpkin and lapis lazuli that decorated the desk had a faint glow. The king of the arena sat down and grabbed the clinking bottle of liquor.

I have already thoroughly planned out how to put the situation together. It’s a risky gamble that, if you make a mistake, could make enemies into monsters you can’t handle. However, if everything went according to plan, he would be free from all risks and would only be able to make huge profits.

So, if everything goes according to plan, if it goes according to plan… … .

Quang – !

A deafening roar signaled the start of the plan.

With one kick, the door to the office was completely shattered. The mercenaries who had been stationed as guards were seen lying on the ground beyond the entrance. Yubik was not surprised and calmly looked at the giant who had entered in such an unconventional manner.

“The greeting was rough. Breaking into someone else’s mansion at will, knocking down the guards, and even smashing the door… … . “Do you really want to be called a barbarian, Agon’s Raging Horn?”

Goltaran approached with his face distorted like a demon, grabbed Ubik’s collar with both hands and lifted him up.

“Wow!”

“This isn’t a situation where you can be that relaxed. What on earth did you do while I was away?”

“Kkeuheu, keuhuhuh, keuhuhuh…” … Hehehehe… … .”

“… … “What’s so funny?”

“No, not long ago, hehe, I did something similar… … . Shut up, keuhuh… … Of course he lifted it with one hand… … .”

“… … .”

A rough hand threw him to the floor. His breathing became difficult and a sharp pain arose in his lower back. Before he could sigh, the black ax blade appeared on the folded flesh of his neck.

“Explain it. “Why did you break your promise and hand over my compatriots into someone else’s hands?”

However, Yubik did not lose his composure and responded with a sharp tone.

“Previously… … I guess I should listen first. Why did you ignore my calls and disappear for several days? The help I have received so far… … Did it seem very insignificant and ridiculous?”

“… … There were unavoidable circumstances. Could it be that you really did this to summon me?”

“Hehehe, that’s not it… … . Cancer, that is definitely not the only reason.”

When he brought up the help he had given him, the guy’s spirits waned. Yubik leisurely straightened his clothes, stood up unsteadily, and downed the rest of his drink.

Yubik waited for the subtle intoxication to clear his mind of distracting thoughts, and opened his mouth to look out the dazzling window.

“Do you remember, what is Golta? When you first came here. “I assured you that you would become the greatest champion and that I would never find a mercenary who could surpass you.”

“… … .”

The support of a wealthy man played a big role in the mercenary who had nothing but his body becoming a legendary champion. Ubik reminisced for a while, telling old stories. Goltarran also couldn’t stop talking because he had received something.

While they were reminiscing like that, Yubik suddenly changed the subject.

“But now it seems like I have to take back what I said earlier. I found someone who was at least similar to you or could surpass you. Twice, I found a gemstone that other people couldn’t find even after a lifetime… … . Remillion must have blessed me with a golden blessing.”

“… … So, what does that have to do with handing over my compatriots?”

“Just listen quietly. But, that guy had a very high opinion of himself. He won’t budge no matter how much money you offer him, right? Finally I asked. What on earth do you want? Then, do you know what that noble mercenary Nauri said?”

“… … .”

“He said he wanted a way to find the ‘Agon’s Angry Horn’. He said he owed him a debt. I asked him what the reason was, but he never gave me an answer… … .”

Goltaran’s eyes crinkled as if he was dumbfounded.

“So, did you pretend to sell out my compatriots so that he could punish me?”

“That’s not true. At first, you introduced me to your subordinates. However, his subordinates accused him of not knowing and started an argument, leading to a fight. Because of that, he got angry and threatened me to find another way… … .”

“… … .”

“In the end, I had to give him another means of appeasing his anger. I gave him the slave documents and said, ‘The Angry Horn of Agon detests these ‘Atalain brethren’. I will give them to you for now, and you find a way to negotiate… … But he said he would call you back at any cost, and he would sell you off somewhere right away.”

BAM!

“Does that make any sense! Anyway, then, didn’t you break your promise not to hand over your compatriots first?”

Goltarran got excited and slammed the table. However, Yubik, far from being scared, turned around as if he had been waiting and spit out a stern reply.

“I broke my promise first? No, you have to speak clearly. It was you who provided the starting point. “Do you know how many times I called you?”

“… … !”

“I was going to talk to you first anyway! If you hadn’t gone into hiding, no one – me, my men, or your noble compatriots – would have had to go through that! But is it common sense for me to just ignore everything and then rush to find someone else to blame when something happens? “Is this the reward I have for giving you and the ‘Indomitable Army’ my full support all these years?”

“… … .”

“There is a limit to shamelessness. If you do a favor for someone, they think you are some kind of pig who gives them money… … .”

In negotiation and transaction, lies are a sword and truth is a shield.

The flow has completely changed. Yubik cleverly distorts the truth and skillfully wields lies, provoking the conscience of the opponent and driving them into a corner.

It was impossible for Goltarran, who had been away for several days, to refute the onslaught. Instead, he felt a heavy sense of guilt. In his sunken eyes, images of his lost subordinates, his compatriots in chains, and a child covered in blood passed by one after another.

In the end, Goltaran redirected the anger in his heart. He was a mercenary who had an inexplicable grudge against his fellow countrymen and touched them.

“… … “What is the name of that newly found mercenary?”

“Huh… … I’ll tell you if you swear on Atala’s name that you won’t kill him. I don’t want to lose the best product I’ve found.”

“… … .”

“Don’t be too disappointed. I will give you a chance to take revenge and make up for your mistakes. We are planning to hold a ‘regular match’ this time… … If you vow to engage him in a close fight and achieve greatness as champion, I will somehow bring back your ‘Atalean compatriots’.”

“… … .”

A time to close your eyes tightly and think deeply.

He still had doubts about Ubik. However, he could not stand by and watch his own people being sold. There were countless ways to inflict pain on the enemy without killing them. In the end, he swore to accept both offers.

Only then did Uvik reveal the identity of the challenger.

“‘Demon Slayer’. “He is the ‘Demon Slayer’ who built a mountain with the corpses of demons on the Golden Road.”

“… … !!”

The champion’s eyes widened and gave off an eerie glow.

The king of the arena felt that his plan had worked and smiled inwardly.

*

News spread that a ‘regular match’ was being held at the stadium.

People were surprised. The ‘regular match’ was originally a competition held once every two years. The last competition was held a year ago, so it was too early to be held now.

However, that pretext was something the king of the arena could come up with somehow.

“To celebrate the great champion, Agon’s angry horn ending the demonic infestation and saving the alliance, we hold a ‘regular war’!”

It was unclear whether many people would have understood the reason. However, more important than understanding was preparation. The ‘regular match’ was the biggest event in Agon to select a new champion. People began to prepare for the sudden festival in their respective places.

Blacksmiths worked all day long, hammering iron. Tavern owners opened their vats and stockpiled food. Spectators and gamblers rushed about, looking for quick money. Mercenary captains were racking their brains over their list of battles, and mercenaries were training hard, even if they had no time to sleep. Agon lost the night because of those who did not sleep, and became a sleepless city.

The topic that caught everyone’s attention was the gladiators who would be competing. As always, whenever two or more of the Agonists gathered together, they would have heated discussions about gladiators.

“It is certain that ‘Window of the North’ will advance to the finals! If I hadn’t gotten hurt in the last competition, I would have made it to the finals… … .”

“I’m really looking forward to the ‘Ogre of Untana’. I’ve seen the game from afar once, and it was a total monster. There’s even talk of it being half-ogre… … .”

But ironically, so far, who will be the champion in regular competition has not been a very interesting topic. Well, it was almost like it was already confirmed… … .

Agon’s angry horn.

A legendary champion who has never missed a win since winning the ‘regular match’ held 19 years ago.

The Argonians were willing to go into debt and sell their heirlooms just to see him compete in the finals. But after five wins, there were few left who expected a new champion to emerge.

This time it was different.

Some people always looked at the group that was having a heated discussion with a look of ignorance. They were the ones who had watched the irregular game for free a few days ago. Then, when the conversation reached the point that the winner was obvious this time, they shook their heads as if they could not hear it and left.

“Did you guys see the ‘Demon Slayer’ match? Oh, you probably didn’t see it. You’re probably saying that because you didn’t see it… … . Maybe this time… … The arena champion may change… … .”

“That makes sense… … . I also felt it after watching the match, but even Agon’s angry horn won’t be able to easily defend his title as champion this time… … .”

Then, the people around them, who had seen them fussing like that for several days, sighed and responded like this.

“Here comes the nonsense again… …. No matter what, how can one person defeat 24 people?”

“The king of the arena must have thought a bit. It’s no fun if Agon’s angry horn always wins, so I manipulate him on a whim to create a good challenger and get a good deal on the ticket price… … .”

“Yeah, he’s just a mercenary. Agon’s Angry Horn will definitely win this time too, so come to your senses. How can you defeat a superhuman who even prevented the infestation of demons… … .”

What happened next was obvious.

Those who saw the free game and those who didn’t, people split into two factions and fought fiercely. The pride battle usually ended with betting money on who would win. After the results came out, it was unknown how many people would give money without hesitation…

But one thing was certain: anyone, young or old, who stood in the pool of blood in this wasteland was desperately wondering.

‘Demon Slayer’ vs. ‘Agon’s Angry Horn’.

Who would win if these two faced off?

The biggest competition in the arena opened with more hot topics and expectations than ever before.

*

On the opening day of the ‘regular match’, on the dirt floor of the stadium, the heat was on full blast.

Gladiators participating in regular warfare are required to line up here. Thus, the sharpest, yet most easily broken swords of the wasteland were gathered in one place.

It is rare to have the opportunity to see the faces of famous gladiators at once. The audience flocked like bees. Then he jumped up from his seat and chanted the names of the gladiators he was rooting for.

“Spear of the North! Spear of the North! Window of the North!! “Spear of the North!!”

“Net predator! Net predator! Net predator!”

“Bone Crusher! Smash them all!!”

There were many voices, but as expected, there were two tinnitus that were loudest and most clearly heard.

““Agon’s angry horn! Agon’s angry horn! Agon’s angry horn!””

““Agon’s angry pooooooo!!!” “You are a great champion!!”

““Demon Slayer!! A mercenary who dyed the golden road with blood!!!””

““Demon Slayer! Demon Slayer! Demon Slayer!””

It wasn’t just the voices that stood out. Even among the hundreds of challengers, the spirits of those giants with massive bones stood out.

A challenger standing on the dirt floor, ‘Demon Slayer’.

And the champion standing on the podium, ‘Agon’s Raging Horn’

One eye was staring intently at the podium, and the other was wandering desperately on the dirt floor.

Finally, the two black eyes met, and sparks flew.

Kadim suppressed. I have the urge to jump out and smash the guy’s bones.

That clown not only impersonated a great warrior and took advantage of the new recruits, but also wasted his time in the halls of corruption that insulted this struggle. If it weren’t for the oath he took to judge even the rich, I would have rushed in and killed him without mercy right now.

And, I suppressed the urge to jump out and rip out the guy’s heart right away.

Not only did that madman destroy Soltana and defeat his own men, he also tried to sell out his compatriots in hopes of finding his own disappearance. If it weren’t for the oath he made to save his compatriots, he would have rushed in and judged them mercilessly right now.

The audience also noticed that their eyes met. The cheers gradually died down, and blood-boiling tension and anticipation spread instead. One drunk, who had been heavily drunk since midday, couldn’t control his excitement and asked the man sitting next to him.

“Kuhhh… … The picture is just killing me. Look, bro… … . “Brother, if those two fight, who do you think will win?”

“… … “The ‘Demon Slayer’ side is sure to win.”

“Uh-huh, is that so? I thought you’d naturally say the champion… … There seem to be quite a few people who think that author will win… … But why do you think that, hyung?”

“I’ve fought both of them, but I’ve never won against you.”

“… … ??”

The drunk frowned. Soon the man sitting next to her decided she was crazy and slowly distanced himself from her.

Whether so or not, Duncan didn’t care.

All I could do was clench my fist and pray that Khadim would win and get the gold he was promised.