Chapter 132 – Barbarians in the Arena

We all gathered together in the shady basement and laughed happily for a long time.

I don’t know, but it was a good time. When you laugh, endorphins are released. When there is nothing to laugh about, it is good to force a smile using the military laughter bell adopted by the armed forces.

“Whoa! Brothers are laughing? He’s just a handsome man with a smile!”

He calmed down in the fading atmosphere and observed the gladiators. I still don’t know why they laughed, but seeing that everyone’s tension is high, good is good. You can’t spit on a smiling face from time to time.

Anyway, is it good to see this as a welcome meaning?

“Geuhehe… Indeed, he is bold like a savage.”
“Isn’t that brother like a laughing handsome guy, too?”
“He’s a newcomer with good affiliation. Good. There’s nothing better to entrust on/off/ning as a pinch hitter for Sodotar.”

It seems that the meaning of welcome was right.

Because these top-class serial killers have twisted and twisted sensibilities, it is difficult to match their mood. The sudden laughter bomb is exactly that.

Perhaps it would be good to think that the laughter from before was a test to see if they were qualified to be ‘their colleagues’.

As evidence of that, the eyes that were searching for it had changed favorably.

“Then Katt. Change your clothes.”
“What? Let me come in here?”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“Um… No. It’s been a while.”

—Sureuk.

I immediately took off my top.
A muscular upper body covered in scars was exposed.

“Oh! It’s the ‘body’ of a warrior!”
“As for your physique… You must have ‘talent’.”
“After that. A ‘good’ new recruit came in, right?”

Then the admiration of the gladiators burst out.
For some reason, it seems like he keeps putting accents on certain words, but that doesn’t matter.

“Ohh… I’m sure this… Will have an ‘impact’.”

Durvan also looked at my torso and admired it.

The scene where everyone pays attention to me.
I barely resisted the urge to strike a nice pose.

It was the body of a warrior trained in battle while rolling in a different world for three years. Enough to be proud of At a glance, he did not bow to the gladiators at all.

No, rather, it can be said that I am better in terms of weight class. I am taller Of course, technology can’t compete.

Truly a savage warrior in itself.
I’m a great guy when I’m naked.

“Then hurry up and bring me a costume with an ‘impact’.”
“No, this is a change of plan.”

What Durvan brought was pants with a wild leopard pattern. It’s like what primitive people wear.

Could this bastard be aiming for a savage Ganji?

“Put this on.”
“Are you planning on targeting the barbarian Ganji?”
“Ganji? What does that mean?”
“It’s nothing. You want a savage impact anyway, right?”
“That’s right.”

I unfastened my belt and took off my pants. His thighs were also covered with scars that could not be erased forever.

Bites, claws, lacerations… I survived by butchering the monsters that wounded me. He was truly a warrior of reversal and a fighter for life. I wore the pants I received as is.

Doing this makes me feel like a prejudiced ‘barbarian warrior’.

“Durvan. What weapon should I use?”
“Hmm… I’m worried. Just use the old knife.”
“Great.”

The shoes were also changed to the provided leather sandals. I didn’t feel comfortable wearing it, so I tied the laces tight. So it was better

First of all, there was no iron greave, so it felt like my body would fly away. Although the greave was good, it was a piece of iron, so it ate up a lot of stamina when worn on the leg. It’s like a sandbag, I felt new after taking it off and throwing it away.

Because today we are fighting without this greave.

Right now, my equipment is only my steel body and my beloved sword. And nothing but barbaric pants and sandals.

I felt a little less confident when the armor that always protected my body was gone, but my opponents were only three kobolds and three goblins. No matter what the fuck, I win. The only thing to be careful of is that the body is hurt, that’s all.

I decided to eat my heart out.

My body is steel even without steel armor.
I am Fullmetal Alchemist.

“Then wait here for a moment. Your name will be called when the opening begins.”
“Okay.”

Having said that, Durvan went up to the ground.

As the time approached, I started to get nervous.
After all, it’s about fighting openly in front of an audience.

I have a history of deliberately calling a compass on a stage that was forced up on a high school field trip and lowering the tension of my classmates vertically. Will I be able to do it well?

I thought so, but I shook my head vigorously to shake the negative thoughts away.

I am not the Kim Geun-tae of that time.
I am Katt Kim, a D-class adventurer.

There is a big difference between the two in that they are law-abiding citizens and murderers.

“Geuhehehe, rookie. You must be nervous, right?”
“No, not really.”
“By the way, it’s a really great ‘body’. Are all savages like that? He’s tall and has broad shoulders… It’s a very ‘quality’ physique.”

While I was sitting and waiting, the gladiators started talking to me. There seemed to be no such thing as territoriality. We have already formed a consensus from the physical level.

They do not act territorial against opponents who both recognize each other as warriors.
That is the proof of true warriors.

“That’s right. All of us Mirkesha are fierce and violent warriors. I left my homeland in search of blood and battles that suited me. It has now become a lukewarm hot spring. The hot blood of the corpses I have piled up makes me speechless Oh. I don’t know if there’s really a fight here that can satisfy you.Hehe, looking at it, you guys also have bodies that are as good as our warriors. I really like it.”
“What, what. You bastard. Did you change your tone?”

As much as today, I am also a barbarian.

If so, you should use a tone that suits him. I took out the ‘Barbarian Kim Katt’, a setting that I had discarded a long time ago. In the past, it was a concept that could not be used because it was just a dick. At that time, I was so weak that I couldn’t play the way I was because I was addicted to it.

“Your way of speaking can be changed as much as you like depending on the time and situation. Aren’t you gladiators like that too?”
“Hmm, that’s right! You seem to be as good as a gladiator as your body! In fact, I’ve never liked that servile son of Sodotar!”
“Yes, yes! Hey newcomer. How about becoming an exclusive gladiator? A warrior like you has a ‘taste of cutting’!”
“…”

In an instant, I was terrified and closed my mouth.

I wondered why he was showing so much interest in my body, but it was just a silent expression of the urge to kill him on stage. Like these serial killer bastards.

Sipal, you got it wrong. Just for today and never again.
It was wrong to hang out with these killers in the first place.

“It’s the opening! Enter the players!”

Then a sharp cry rang out.
Is it starting now?

“Ghehehe. Hurry up, barbarian. Better get the audience excited enough before the match begins. Haha!”

He waved at the gladiators once and walked out to the ground.

Good night.
Let’s suffer for just thirty minutes.

Then, the daily wage is a whopping 1 silver.

“Players enter!”

A refreshing voice greeted me. Apparently, the moderator was a woman. Take a step. Crossing the boundary between the underground and the ground, he ‘entered’ the arena in the true sense of the word.

—The blood-stained dirt floor.

The blazing sunlight poured down like it was about to burn my flesh.

I looked around the vast arena. Quite a few people were sitting in their seats and looking down at me. There was probably Copson or Cloudy among them, but it was impossible to find them.

ㅡSugunsugun.

The audience closest to the entrance could hear whispers. Savage? Barbarians? Barbarians? I was muttering something like that, but it was so noisy that I couldn’t hear it properly.

“The player who will be in charge of today’s opening is that far away barbarian land! A cruel barbarian who came to fight only to satisfy his thirst for blood in a land where barbarians live and breathe! A violent barbarian aaaaa!!!”

Passing through the noisy arena, the moderator shouted.

“Welcome us with strong applause!”

ㅡ clap clap clap clap!

All eyes in the hall were focused on me. I immediately cast Heavenly Demon’s Reign. I strode out, straightening my back, tucking my chin in, showing off my height and weight class.

Everyone is looking at me

At this moment, I have become the center of the world.

When I was in middle school, my dream was to be an ordinary death metal singer. I didn’t really like things like trending idols or famous movie stars.

Because of my natural temperament, I couldn’t like what others liked, and I couldn’t enjoy what others commonly enjoyed. So I got into death metal. Because the only thing that could cool my burning heart was the voice of death.

I wanted to become a singer.

However, going to Superstar K as a death metal singer in Korea was no different from picking stars in the sky. It was literally a place where ‘mainstream singers’ were discovered. Death metal, which ran at the peak of the non-mainstream, was not a place to be seen.

I was desperate.

Middle school student Kim Geun-tae was in despair at that time.

Just as I gave up my dream of becoming a baseball player when I was in elementary school,
In middle school, he gave up his dream of becoming a death metal singer.

I gave up. I had no choice but to give up. This world my lack of talent. Forced me to give up my dream. God didn’t give me talent. What if I didn’t give you my talent? If so, I don’t know if I would have made an effort. But.

God didn’t even give me the talent to try.

“Ah.”

However.

I am no longer the old Kim Geun-tae.

“It’s Kim Katt.”

Yes.

This moment right now.

“Kee-“

I became a death metal singer.

「Keeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Just like that, he let out a savage roar. Just like the death metal singers I admired, I screamed with all my might. How long did you train to complete this?

It was a cry filled with the essence of savagery.

I screamed as if to vent my resentment over the past when I had no talent and no effort.

OK.

ㅡoh, oh!!!
ㅡwooooo!!!!
ㅡWaaaaa!!!!

A thunderous roar erupted.

“It’s easy.”

This is what these savage, otherworldly people who are thirsty for pleasure want. I’ve already roughly finished figuring out the arena.

Showmanship was as simple as killing and eating a deformed baby Thomson’s gazelle that was born with a deformity and couldn’t run.

As soon as they saw the dark hair, they thought of ‘savagery’, and I immediately let out a barbaric cry and satisfied that wish.

“Did you hear! That’s the roar of the savages, no different from the monsters themselves! It’s frightening!”

My roaring figure was a ‘barbarian’ itself.

—-A barbarian, hey!
—Barbarians! Barbarian!
ㅡ Geeeee!!

The audience cheered.
This is enough ‘impact’.

The contract was faithfully fulfilled.

“Then it is right to prepare a blood battle for him! Barbarian, Barbarian’s opponent is right here!!!! A monster of despair that crawled out from the bottom of hell!”

What? A monster of despair?

“It’s a kobold!”

The iron window on the other side opened. ㅡKyusaaah…! ㅡGyusatsat…! They were kobolds who let out friendly cries. He said he was a monster of despair, so I was scared for a while, but it was just a kobold.

Unusually, the kobolds were armed, with helmets made from the skulls of monsters and claws made from broken bones wrapped around their arms. Indeed, this is an arena.

Certainly, there seems to be something in the armament like that.
Yes, it’s a kobold.

Yes I have to make money

“The game starts aaaaa!!!!”