Tutorial (3)

As far as [Dungeon and Stone] is concerned, I am an expert.

What kind of monsters come from where, what habits they have, and what their weaknesses are, I know by heart.

Based on this, I made my final decision.

If you combine a barbarian's physique and my knowledge, it's enough to survive in this labyrinth.

At least, at the time, I genuinely believed so.

Ha

As soon as I entered the labyrinth, my vision went dark.

Not some kind of a metaphor or analogy, literally, I couldn't see anything. It was so bad I probably wouldn't even have noticed if someone covered my eyes with a blindfold.

Yes, there wouldn't have been much of a difference.

Fuck.

I felt like I'd been ambushed out of nowhere.

All the barbarians had been just carrying the one weapon, so I didn't even have any doubts about this from the start.

There should have been no need for torches on the first floor.

Because the crystals on the wall act as a light source.

Of course, there is also a dark zone on the first floor, but except for the outermost area that leads to the second floor

'Oh, did I fall there now?'

I quickly hypothesized.

When entering the labyrinth, the starting position is set at random.

Of course, just because it's random doesn't mean you'd be thrown into a place like this. Even if you happen to start at the outskirts, there would still always be a shining crystal nearby.

However, this is not the world of the game seen through the monitor.

What if all of those things were a kind of convenience the game designers gave the player?

In reality, what if there is a case of an unlucky bastard caught in the dark zone as his starting point?

If so, can my current situation be explained?

No, it must be that.

If the entire first floor was like this, I wouldn't have the confidence to survive a single day.

Hu

Still, I calmed down a bit after organizing my thoughts.

Fortunately, my eyes had adapted to the darkness, so my vision was much better than before. Right, but I could still only the vague outlines of objects.

Well, the situation was not dire enough to contemplate committing suicide by biting off your tongue.

Let's go ahead and check things out first.

I'm finally alone.

Status window, equipment window, character information, status, inventory. Check journal damn.

Doesn't work.

Well, I didn't expect it to, anyway.

Let's go.

One hand holding the shield and the other touching the wall, I moved forward.

With a speed was only a little bit faster than crawling.

Well, isn't that obvious?

Even if it was slower than crawling, I simply couldn't increase my speed any further.

It's dangerous

Aaaaaaah!

Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in my ankle.

It was the first time in my life that I felt this kind of pain, making my nerves go crazy. But in the meantime, I figured out the situation.

What the hell was wrong?

Even without a battle log, the answer becme obvious very quickly.

Character stepped on a goblin trap.

Fuck, I stepped on a trap.

What was the flaw in my strategy?

You don't even have to think about it.

The shield gave me psychological stability.

But in return, it obscured much of my field of view.

If I had buckled my shield to my belt and focused on observing the terrain, I might have found the trap.

What's the use of a shield if you can't see anything anyway?

I had to focus on practicality, rather than mental stability.

Shit.

Fuck ithuu

My hair was about turn white from the pain.

I wanted so very much to scream, right now.

But I persevered desperately.

I didn't know if screaming might make me feel better.

But I knew for sure that it would make the situation worse.

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart was pounding like crazy.

Huuk,huuk,huuk

I pressed my lips together and forced myself to breathe slowly.

What I needed to remember now was not how badly hurt I was right now.

There is only one type of monster on the first floor that uses traps.

Goblin.

And there is definitely one lurking nearby.

I reflexively raised the shield to cover my head.

Then held my breath, focussing on my hearing.

There was no sound. It was so quiet as if time itself had stopped.

Isn't there?

I don't know.

Maybe. Maybe they just left their position for a while, or something like that. Even goblins have to shit sometime.

'Fuck, I can't think that way.'

I crumpled up that creeping thread of hope like a ball and threw it out of my head.

There were two reasons.

First, there is a difference between thinking positive and being an optimistic idiot.

Second, what I need right now is a negative mindset.

If you can't be sure, just assume the worst.

The goblin heard my scream.

It's hiding in the dark, waiting quietly for me to lose my strength.

That's why I didn't hear any sound.

Because, in the game

If there is a trap, there must be a goblin around it.

Whew

I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding.

Anyway, it was all very quiet, so if you didn't relax, you'd notice somebody approaching.

First, let's do what I have to do.

Huuup!

Crouch down, pull open the trap with both hands and pull your feet out. Then, after tearing off the hem of the trousers, take off your shoes and apply strong pressure to the wounded area.

I decided to throw away the dirty shoes.

In fact, it was tough to even call them shoes.

Because what I had been wearing were closer to sandals.

Damn barbarian bastards.

If I'd started off with even just some simple leather boots on, they wouldn't have needed to be thrown away after a single half-assed trap like this

'What the fuck am I thinking?'

I find myself thinking unreasonable thoughts, and my heart goes cold.

Let's not mourn the past anymore.

No matter how much you curse, the situation you're facing will not change.

In the end, it was my fault for not checking the floor properly.

So stop whining, and check your body first.

'Huh, this is really bad.'

I can't feel any sensation in my right foot anymore.

There is a dull heat, but even that is getting faint.

I know you're hiding, so come out.

I whispered quietly.

Still, beyond the darkness, there was no sign of life.

So, I slowly moved forward.

Step. Step.

One leg was sore, but the pain was not as great as I would expect. Probably because the trap had been soaked in some paralytic poison

I don't know if I should call this a good thing.

Come out, you bastard.

I didn't hesitate to provoke them, and I kept moving forward.

Because time isn't on my side.

If you have to fight, the sooner you get to it, the better.

Injuries are one thing, but the possibility that he is waiting for reinforcement from his comrades cannot be ignored.

Aren't you coming?

Of course, these may all just be my delusions, and there may be no goblins here in reality.

Then I'd be a fool who stepped on a trap by himself and followed that up with all kinds of stand-up shows.

But so what?

Even so, I want to survive.

Then how about you just stay there? I will go.

Speed up.

It's a bit faster than crawling, but right now it feels like running a marathon at a sprint.

One step, then another.

As I was walking, my right foot started to throb.

Sssspp,ha,ha

Two possibilities.

Either the effect of the paralyzing poison has expired, or the pain has become severe enough that the poison is no longer enough to suppress it.

Come to think of it, neither one is bad for me.

If the effect is over, that's fine.

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If you can feel the pain, that's because the nerves are undamaged.

'No, why am I being so positive about this?'

Well, I don't really want to think about it.

I don't have the brainpower to spare.

Your mother is a fucking goblin.

Words come out without any brain-to-mouth filter.

Is it because I've shed so much blood?

My brain feels as if it'd been dried and pickled in alcohol.

Your father is also a fucking goblin.

Of course, I kept spitting out words as soon as they came to mind, but my feet did not stop.

So you are one too, you fucking goblin.

Then, there was a sound for the first time.

It was obviously a small sound, but it was very loud to my ears, which had been listening with concentration.

Chak

Finally, he showed his presence for the first time.

What, couldn't stand your parents being cursed?

Of course, I knew that wasn't the case.

It wasn't even a curse in the first place

The sound came from behind.

It would be more accurate to say that he was forced to make his move since I was getting farther and farther away.

I accelerated further.

The sound of his footsteps also accelerated behind me.

Chakchakchakchak

His footsteps sounded unusual.

Every step he took, there was the sound of something sticky pressing and sticking to a smooth surface.

Even though I knew goblins were less than 1m tall as per the setting, I felt the pressure as if a huge monster was chasing me.

To shake off my fear, I kept talking to him.

I am a barbarian, in the end.

If you can only get him into close combat range, there's no way you will lose to a goblin.

Don't just follow me, come have a go. You fucker.

For that reason, I continued to provoke him, but he just kept following me while maintaining a certain distance.

He didn't seem interested in hiding himself anymore.

Gruk,gruk!

It sounded close to a bestial howl, but I could feel it somehow.

Gururururk!Gruk!

He was giggling, now. He was genuinely delighted to see his prey bleeding out and slowly dying. He was hoping I'd hear the sound and be terrified.

Smart bastard.

Okay, change of plans.

I stopped walking. Then I stumbled and fell to the floor.

Puk!

My forehead, which had hit a rock, felt like it was going to split open, but I made no sound.

From now on, it's a battle of patience.

If you think I'm down for the count and approach me first, I win.

If I'm really down and out before that happens, I lose.

Gruck?

I decided to believe in the toughness of this body that had managed to walk about 300m with one foot hurt and insensate.

His footsteps sounded closer and closer.

Slow enough to make you yawn.

Despite the fact that his prey had fallen down as he expected, he was still suspicious.

'Fucking crazy, why is this goblin so cautious?'

Swearwords came to mind out of nowhere.

Goblins were the weakest mobs in the game. They used poison and installed traps, but apart from that, their combat power was poor.

But what about the goblin you actually encountered in reality?

Chak

He wasn't an opponent who could be taken lightly by any metric. I realized why the village NPCs talked about the goblins' cleverness so much.

They were several times more intelligent than those barbarian cubs.

Chak

The goblin stopped at a distance somewhere between 5m and 10m.

Why?

I was curious.

A dull shock transmitted from the shoulder.

Tuk.Degurrr.

What. Now this scumbag was pelting me with stones.

' You aren't gonna throw them until I'm just a bloody mess, right?'

Gururururk!Gruk!

Unlike what I feared, the goblin instead spat out a howl of joy.

When I didn't react to the stone at all, he thought I was dead.

Chakchakchakchak

He came over to me quickly.

I could feel his excitement from the beats of his footsteps, which were almost skipping.

I calmed my own excitement and counted our distance through the sound. And when I decided that he had come near enough

Fuck you!

I jumped up and stretched out my hands towards him.

I'd judged that reaching out with my hands would be faster and have a longer effective range compared to picking up the shield and hitting him with it.

However, I soon had a gut feeling that the plan had gone awry.

Again, there were two reasons.

First of all, I was still about a step away from him.

And second, his movements were much more agile than expected.

Gruck!

The guy leaned back from the waist and stepped backwards.

I couldn't see him, but it felt like that.

I instinctively realized that I had missed my chance.

Damn it, what now? I shook my head and prepared for the next plan.

But at that moment, my body moved by instinct.

It was truly a strange feeling.

It was still dark before my eyes.

But I intuitively knew where the goblin was running.

By the time I consciously realized that, my hand was already on track and moving towards him.

Gruck?!

I felt him being caught by my fingertips.

Wrist, ankle, neck it didn't matter.

Ahhhhhhh!

I screamed and slammed him to the floor.Kwajik! There was the sound of something breaking. But I couldn't feel relieved, so I immediately climbed on top of him.

Gr,gruck!

Now things had changed.

Now I'm up, and you're down. You piece of shit!

I slugged him in the face like a madman.

There were times when I missed and hit the floor in my excitement, but this barbarian body was much stronger than I had imagined.

Instead of hurting my fists, the stone floor cracked and broke.

Soon, his movements ceased.

And

Swaaaaaaaa!

Dust scattered.

Dust that shined unusually.

I stopped my fists.

At some point, the goblin corpse lying on the floor had split into small pieces and scattered.

Really, this is nonsense.

Ha, fuck, this same thing again?

Please, I wish I could choose one or the other.

Is it a game, or is it just a similar reality?

I keep getting confused about which beat to go with.

You have defeated a goblin. EXP +1

Soon after, the goblin's body disappeared without a trace.

Feeling frustrated for some unknown reason, I picked up a small stone that had fallen on the spot.

You have acquired a grade 9 mana stone.

It wasn't strong, but there was a faint light shining from it.

It was a magic stone that was the currency in [Dungeon and Stone].

How much was this worth? A memory soon came to mind.

A piece of bread.

The average value of the mana stones spat out by goblins in the game.

Some laughter leaked out.

Kahahahaha

Is this the only thing I get from that fucking bastard?

All those complicated emotions became clearer as I calmed down.

Close to that feeling where you end up laughing after crying a lot.

Kaha,kahahaha.

There's a labyrinth, and there're monsters.

A dead monster will disappear, leaving a drop item.

And in that city out there, all the various races live together.

Obviously, this is that kind of a world.

But

There will be no more confusion.