Chapter 50 – Giant Subjugation Quest #7

Before the night shift approached, I had to sing the national anthem in my mind.
Because the hard erect cock couldn’t sink.
But even as I sang the national anthem, I was reflexively thinking of Rebecca.

‘My party members are fucking ugly.’

Rebecca sits on the floor with her underwear wet.
Because the figure that covered her between her thighs while gasping for breath was very lewd.
The moment I remembered that image, even the national anthem lost its effect. She is a lewd woman who turns even the sublime national anthem into raunchy music.
I had no choice but to admit defeat and simply enter the Buddha Way.

‘Mahabara Prajna Milda Heart Sutra-. Mahabhara Prajna Milda Heart Sutra-.’

Buddha please.
If you are hearing my prayers please stop her erection.

– You got a bug in your eye, mongma!
– I will hear your prayers!

The Buddha in my imagination responded to my earnest prayer.
I was finally able to calm my erection after polishing my sword with intense Buddha’s mind.
His weak cock squirmed and withered.

“Thank you, Buddha.”

With my composure restored, I was able to commit to the vigil when the time came.

“Oh, dreamer. You came out early? I didn’t even wake you up.”

When I went out of the tent, the adventurer who was on duty the previous time waved his hand at me. Just in time, the adventurer was approaching the tent to wake me up.

“When the time came, she fell asleep and her eyes opened right away.”
“Did you sleep well? You look very tired.”
“I have to go out overnight, but of course I am tired.”
“That’s right.”

As I was about to leave for my work place after taking over, an adventurer suddenly said this.

“Come to think of it, he’s an adventurer who works with his brother. He’s an old barbarian with a lot of rumors in the subjugation party.”
“A barbarian?”
“Yes. His eyes were so bloody when I woke him up. I almost peed on the spot. Why the fuck are you sleeping with your eyes open?”
“Oh, my God-.”
“Be careful! Never make a barbarian angry. Always be on the lookout for barbarians when you’re on duty together. Barbarians are said to enjoy cannibalism. You might turn into a dreamer steak tonight.”

The adventurer warned me about the barbarian and left.
But despite the dire warnings, my heart was racing.
To be on duty with that awesome barbarian!
This is no longer a duty, but an opportunity to see real savages. Maybe you can go beyond your caliber and have a primitive conversation with a savage.

“Ouch! Ooh, Ooh!!”

Just in case you didn’t know, I prepared a savage language.
When I went out to the open field of view, there was a really old barbarian standing vigil. He was sitting on a high rock and looking out to sea. Perhaps it was to be wary of the monsters that appeared on the beach side.

“Oh, how are you-“

I awkwardly spoke to the old barbarian.
He was worried that he might be chewed lightly like when he was in the carriage, but surprisingly, the old barbarian answered his greetings straight away.

“Nice to meet you. Blonde young man.”
“Uhyo-.”
“Oohhyo? What does that mean?”
“It’s like a greeting from our dreamer clan. You don’t have to worry too much about it.”
“I see. Woohyo, is it? That’s a pretty nice greeting.”

The old barbarian nodded and looked back towards the sea. He had been chewing on his jerky with his mouth ever since. But did he run out of jerky he was eating? The old barbarian rummaged in his arms and then stopped chewing.

“Hey old man, I have some leftover beef jerky. Would you like to eat it if you don’t mind?”
“You eat.”
“It’s okay. I got it for free from other adventurers anyway.”

I held out the jerky to the old barbarian because I wanted an opportunity at this time.
I wanted to have a more savage conversation with this old barbarian. He wanted to hear a raw, wild voice.

“I’ll eat well.”

The old barbarian chewed and swallowed the jerky I gave him.
I never thought I would use the jerky I received as a gift from adventurers this way.
It’s not too bad.
You can talk to the savage as you like.

“You can’t eat food with your bare mouth. Hey, what’s your name?”
“This is Luke.”
“My name is Nickel. My original name is longer than this, but call me Nickel for short.”

I found out that the old barbarian’s name was Nickel.

“I’ve seen you slay the crustaceans during the day. The way you wield the whip was very exciting.”
“Is that so-?”

Hearing Nickel’s praise made me feel better.
I thought I was just slaughtering hermit crabs like crazy, but I was actually watching my performance. Does it have eyes on the back of its head?
At any rate, the whip show I put on really attracted the savage’s aggro.
It must have been that the Korean soul contained in NANTA was amazing.

“I want to see the water whip again. Can you make it here? If you don’t mind, I’d like to wield it myself.”
“If you’re making a water whip, well, there’s nothing difficult.”

I made a water whip in front of Nickel and handed it to him.
Nickel, clutching the tip of the whip with his hand, had a very curious expression on his face.

“I’ve used various weapons in my life, but it’s the first time I’ve ever held a water whip. The slippery texture is weird. How do you wield such a slippery whip?”
“I’m going to fix it on my hand with magic. I’ll do it for you too.”

I made a hand sign and fixed the water whip on Nickel’s hand. Nickel, who was finally able to hold the whip properly, began swinging it toward the ground.

“Oh oh.”

The whip loaded with savage power was demonstrating tremendous power. Every time the whip hit the ground, the floor cracked and stones shattered. The way Nickel wielded the whip looked very skillful.

“When I was young, I also used a whip as a weapon. I used it randomly regardless of the weapon. Still, the whip has been a weapon I have used for quite some time.”

Nickel returned the water whip he was wielding to me.

“Hey, can you imitate the motion I swung?”
“Why should I follow you?”
“Learn how to wield a whip. Your whipping skills are lacking. I’ll teach you a little if you want.”
“Oh, I see!”

This old barbarian is going to teach me how to whip?
It’s something I want to learn even if I pay money!
Nickel’s hand movements with the whip were very sophisticated. He seemed to have a deeper knowledge of whipping than the supervisor who beat the slaves on the construction site.

I can’t believe I’ll teach you how to whip in return for the beef jerky.
It doesn’t seem like an exchange that makes sense at all. But lest I say it out of my mouth and Nickel would stop teaching, I just whipped it hard.

“Can we do it like this? Mr. Nickel!”
“Rotate your wrist a little more when swinging.”
“Yep!”
“Try to hit the target the moment the whip is fully extended. Use the power point accurately.”

Could this savage grandpa become a whipping instructor?
Nickel’s advice stuck in my ears. I was able to correct my whip-swinging posture without much difficulty. At some point, my water whip started to make a piercing sound that seemed to tear the air.

“Heo-eok. Heo-eok.”

My body was drenched in sweat from the unplanned whipping on a moonlit night. But Nickel’s teachings certainly worked. By the time the vigil was over, the power of my whipping had noticeably increased.

“God, that’s amazing, Mr. Nickel. The power of the water whip has doubled. It’s not even that my magic proficiency has increased.”
“You needn’t flatter me, for that’s the power your muscles have innately. I’ve only taught you how to derive muscle power from whipping.”

Certainly, the power of the whipping increased in a short time.
It’s because I haven’t been able to use Taeyang’s muscles properly. I’ve never fought with all my muscles because I only sniped from a distance. Nickel is what brings out the potential of my muscles.
No, but it’s amazing enough that you brought out your potential.

“That’s enough. It looks like you’ve learned almost all of the skills you taught me. There are still some things I’m lacking, but try increasing your proficiency in actual combat.”
“Thank you!”

I bowed my head to Nickel as a thank you.

“Thank you for teaching me your combat skills. It’s too much to pay for jerky.”
“What. Actually, even if I didn’t get the jerky, I was thinking of talking to you. Ever since you and your party members beat the crustaceans to death.”
“Yes? Why?”

Could it be that he was moved by my whip nanta performance?
Did the whipping with my soul awaken the sensitivity of a savage?
But unfortunately, that didn’t seem to be the reason.

“Looks like you’re partying with the red-haired female swordsman. The female swordsman with the shield.”
“That’s right.”
“Seeing the two of you working together while fighting the crustaceans reminds me of my youth. It’s a pretty nostalgic memory.”
“What do we have to do with your younger days?”
“At that time, I also wandered the continent with my lover. I had nothing, but it was a very pleasant time.”

Couple?
Rebecca is not my lover?
It was a misunderstanding, but I kept my mouth shut.
Well, it’s not necessarily a bad feeling to be mistaken for Rebecca as my lover.
These days, I’ve been thinking about it.

“You can think of teaching me whipping as a reward for reminding me of those days. My lover who wandered the continent… Is now gone.”
“No way.”

Nickel looked up at the moon with a sad expression.
It’s hard to explain how a rambunctious barbarian is sad, but he looked damn sad anyway.
To the extent that his worm-like muscles twitched.

“Is your lover dead?”

I swallowed and opened my mouth.
However, an unexpected response came back.

“Hmm? He’s not dead?”
“Yes?”
“I lived well and became my wife.”

What bullshit?

“…But why do you say it’s dead?”
“As a woman, she’s dead. She’s become a rip-off hag.”
“Ah yes…”
“Hey, do you know why I became an adventurer at this age?”

Nickel said with a bitter smile.

“My wife ran out of the house because she was ripped off. That’s why I became an adventurer while looking for something to do.”
“Sad.”
“So enjoy life while you’re young! Never marry. That’s the last lesson I can give you.”

Nickel again looked at the moon sadly.
When I saw that, I was dumbfounded.
A barbarian who ran away after being ripped off by his wife-?
That’s not the fucking macho guy I imagined.

“Haha fuck.”

The illusion of a barbarian was shattered in an instant.
I didn’t talk to Nickel anymore until the vigil was over.

*

The morning was bright.
After the vigil, I organized the camp with the adventurers. After we removed the tent and put out the fire, it was time to set off. However, even though time passed, I couldn’t erase the feeling of collapse. Because the illusions I had about savages were shattered.

A barbarian can’t win against any wife.
Is it the trend for barbarians these days to be domestic?
I spoke to Rebecca who was by my side.

“Rebecca. What do you think of domestic savages?”
“It’s like an idiot-.”
“Isn’t it? I’m not the only one who thinks so, is it?”
“Still, being domestic isn’t a bad thing. He might have the charm of a idiot.”
“Is it a compliment or a curse?”
“It’s like a compliment.”

As we chatted, we got on top of the carriage.
It was because the commander of the subjugation was issuing an order announcing departure from afar.

I looked around in case Nickel could overhear our conversation.
Fortunately, however, Nickel was not visible in the wagon I was in.
This time, it seemed that he had chosen the right wagon to ride.

“Today’s atmosphere in the carriage must be quite peaceful.”
“Because you don’t have that savage grandpa?”
“Yes.”

It was when I returned to the same seat I sat on yesterday. After sitting down, I stared blankly at the seat in front of me. Yesterday was definitely the seat where Nickel was sitting and sleeping.

Who will sit there today?
It was a moment of doubt.

“Good morning, Mongma!”

Suddenly, Kate came to the seat in front of me.
She looked at me with a provocative smile.

“Can I sit here?”
“Um…? Why are you asking me that?”
“Why? Can’t I ask?”

Answering the same question, Kate sat down in the seat in front of me. From the beginning, it seemed that he had no intention of caring about my answer at all.
If that’s the case, why did you crazy bitch ask? Does that mean we want to fight?
Crossing her legs in her seat, Kate raised her chin proudly.

“I have something I want to give to Mongma.”
“Thing?”
“It’s a gift, a gift-!”