The Barbarian of the Academy - Episode 1
prologue
The day the door to the abyss opens.
The age of men will come to an end.
Part of a prophecy passed down from time immemorial.
But few truly believed in it. Of course, for thousands of years, mankind has never been in danger of extinction..
But the prophecy was real.
One night when the color of the moon was especially red.
The door to the abyss opened.
Then the monsters came out.
Lord of the Undead, Howling Eyeballs, Frost Demon Dragon, Ghost Knights, Giant King, Swamp Ruler, etc..
Monsters that existed only in legends swept the world, and the glory and civilization built by mankind collapsed in vain..
However, mankind did not give up..
In order to survive, he desperately confronted the monsters. And it was around this time that those called heroes or warriors appeared..
Seven warriors who passed the ordeal.
Great warrior 'Ulan' was one of them..
Warchief of the Barbarians, Ulaanbaatar.
The owner of super strength as strong as a giant and the strongest power responsible for the vanguard of the warrior party.
As if to prove this, Ulan took a step forward, boasting of formidable force. Like there's no defeat on his way.
But in the cave of giants.
his advance stopped.
“Whoop! Whoouk!”
Bright red blood flowed down his chin..
Dozens of arrows stuck in the body.
It is even the arrow of the giants. By human standards, it's almost like a window..
Not only that.
The abdomen was punctured, and the intestines were muddy. His face was burnt, and his left arm was rotted black as if it had been poisoned..
It wouldn't be strange to die right now.
“Whoop! woo woo!”
As I let out a series of rough breaths.
Ulan recalled past memories.
one of the masters of the abyss.
Immediately after falling into the giant king's trap.
Three of my colleagues were seriously injured..
To make matters worse, even the saintess, the sole healer of the warrior's party, was poisoned by poison..
The imminent crisis of annihilation.
but they must not die yet.
The warriors were humanity's last hope..
So Ulan voluntarily stayed here.
To give my comrades time to retreat, and to reduce the number of enemies by one more..
and the mission was successfully completed.
The scenery around us was proof.
corpse, corpse, corpse!
The corpses of giants piled mountains.
The blood that flowed from the mountain formed a river, and across it I could see a monster many times larger than the other giants dying..
Giant King, Largtan.
The king who fought Ulan to the end.
He too was about to die..
「great, it was a fight.」
Then the guy started talking to me.
in a voice full of admiration.
「warrior. I ask for your name.」
He had many names.
Great Warrior of the Grassland.
giant slayer.
red eyed barbarian.
great warchief, etc..
However, all feats and glory were futile in the face of death. So, he quietly revealed his real name..
“······Ulan.”
After a short answer.
The boy let out a muffled voice..
「Ulan, Ulan. I will remember.」
After muttering Ulan's name over and over again.
Largtan smiled contentedly..
「Let's meet again in the abyss and fight, Ulan. At the end of the bottomless pit, waiting for you······.」
At the end of the voice that gradually fades.
His body turned to ashes. It is an unusual end that only monsters in the abyss face.
After the death of the giant king Largtan.
Ulan also had a hunch.
That there's not much left in your life.
“Whoa.”
blurred vision.
Blurry breath scatters like it's broken.
After that, the records of life that I had been through for decades passed through my mind like a kaleidoscope..
Memories of being born as a warrior in the plains, becoming a warrior by challenging the legend, holding the most beautiful woman in the clan, and fighting for humanity..
In this flood of memories.
There were also many moments of regret and regret..
not reaching the level of superhuman.
Failure to prevent brother's death.
Not being able to take responsibility for the family to the end, etc..
There were various regrets and regrets, but the biggest regret among them was to meet the end here..
‘······lack of strength.’
If only I was stronger than I am now.
If only the body was a little harder.
If there had been an ax that was stronger than the ax that broke during the fight with Largtan, he might not have died like this..
The lingering regret that bites the tail.
The last thing Ulan realized after reaching the end of lingering was longing. Longing for new life and opportunities that will never be given again.
‘If I could live my life again······.’
Then I won't regret it.
I will train my blessed body to the extreme and challenge the realm beyond the great warrior based on my experienced experience and knowledge..
I will obtain a much more powerful weapon than now. I will keep the promise with my colleagues to stop the Lords of the Abyss and return safely..
Ulan made a silent promise..
Just before he lost consciousness.
Suddenly something happened.
flash!
A white light suddenly emanated from the shabby necklace that was hanging around her neck. Ulan tilted her blurry eyes and looked at it..
‘······warrior's mark.’
about 30 years ago.
When he was still a warrior in the steppe.
It is a token obtained as a reward for challenging the 'Trial of the Hero', a legend passed down from generation to generation. But why is it suddenly shining??
When my head is full of doubts.
aaaaaaa!
Light wrapped around the cave like an explosion..
and just in time.
Ulan's consciousness was also cut off..
1page. opportunity
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