1 Second Invincibility in the Game

Chapter 92

Black smoke obscured the view ahead. Ordinary people wouldn’t have been able to distinguish anything.

However, Limberton’s vision was exceptional enough to discern even the subtlest differences in brightness.

Thanks to that, he could see the scene in front of him as if it were a painting in black and dark gray.

Cough.

He saw dust being pushed by a wolf’s cough, and as the wolves moved, black clouds left shapes in their wake.

Limberton cautiously followed the airflow between the wolves.

Just then, a gentle breeze swept the smoke in a dome-like hemisphere.

When he confirmed it by touch, the barrier vanished just in time.

Limberton sprayed the perfume on Silla with a hissing sound.

“W-what?”

“Shh.”

Limberton grabbed Silla’s hand and helped her up.

She complied silently, keeping her mouth shut.

After all, she probably didn’t think a wolf had grabbed her hand.

Now, all that was left was to navigate through the wolf pack, relying on the compass needle.

However, the hand holding Silla was abruptly yanked.

“Ah!”

Silla lost her balance.

Thanks to her quick footwork, she didn’t fall completely.

But her footing was poor.

She stepped on a wolf’s tail.

Grrr!

The wolf let out a fierce growl, displaying its anger towards a random direction.

The wolves, whose nerves were heightened due to the obscured vision, quickly got agitated.

The wolf wrongly accused let out a growl, which spread like an infection, turning the place into chaos.

Thud!

During the commotion, Limberton, weaving through the wolves, was pushed and dropped his compass.

He had to escape the area.

Finding the compass amidst the raging wolves was impossible.

Moreover, the smoke had a limited duration, so there was no time to linger.

Limberton carried Silla on his back.

He had been training his stamina.

He could somewhat handle strength-enhancing mana, albeit imperfectly, allowing him to briefly dash swiftly.

Tatata!

As he sprinted with all his might,

“Huff, huff…”

He got lost.

Limberton panted, pushing through the bushes.

His mana was depleted, and his leg muscles felt like they were tearing apart.

“Ugh, I’m dying.”

Already exhausted, Silla’s irritating voice grated his nerves from behind.

“Why did it have to be you? I didn’t even know and grabbed your hand.”

Silla leaned on a crude splint made from chopped wood.

“…And whose fault do you think that is?”

When Limberton said that, Silla widened her eyes.

She hadn’t expected him to talk back.

“What?”

“If you hadn’t stepped on the tail, none of this would have happened. It’s your fault.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I injured my leg falling from a high place. It was already hurting because of your captain.”

Now she was playing the victim.

“What did Hersel do wrong? She scolded you because you beat me up.”

When he logically countered, Silla ground her teeth.

“A coward like you, talking back to me. If my leg were fine, I’d kill you.”

“Oh, really? That’s good to know.”

Limberton grumbled and quickened his pace.

From behind, Silla shouted urgently.

“Hey, hey. Slow down a bit.”

“I’m saying it’s good because I won’t have to hear your annoying voice anymore.”

Silla frowned but kept quiet.

She seemed to have realized her situation.

Limberton adjusted his pace to match hers and continued walking.

“Where are we going now? We don’t have a compass, is it okay to wander around?”

“We’re heading to higher ground. It’s safer up there. The wolves are focused on the lowlands. We just need to wait for rescue in a safe place.”

Silla’s eyes widened.

“Wait. With this leg, you’re telling me to climb a mountain?”

Limberton squinted.

“You wouldn’t need to if you had just carried the compass. Why didn’t you have it?”

“Belman took care of that stuff.”

Silla was defiant.

Limberton looked at her blankly.

The habit of dumping all troublesome tasks on others hadn’t changed.

“Don’t ask me to carry you later. You’re heavy.”

Silla flared up.

“Heavy? Do you want to die? And I don’t want to touch your disgusting back again either!”

He had heard it too many times to respond.

While pushing through the bushes, his eyes widened.

Limberton urgently grabbed Silla’s arm and threw himself to the ground.

Rustle-

Something was nearby.

***

We formed a

Limberton’s eyes widened.

Silla was chained and gagged, held by two men.

One of them licked her cheek.

“…We’re not like that. And I asked, what do you want from me? That’s why you brought me here.”

Luon replied softly.

“It’s not much. Just join our game.”

“Game?”

“Look to your left.”

Limberton turned his head.

A tri-headed wolf was chained to a tree, its heads covered in sacks, with a horn poking out.

“The leader?”

“Yes. It was there when we set up here. It seemed wasteful to kill it, so we kept it. But now we’re bored.”

Limberton understood what Luon wanted.

“…You’re not asking me to hunt it alone, are you?”

Luon smiled softly.

It seemed like a joke, but his dull eyes were serious.

As Limberton reminded himself not to relax, Luon said.

“I found this among your belongings. Interesting. Here, take it.”

He handed Limberton a bow and four arrows.

Luon explained, sounding excited, as if explaining rules.

“See the circle on the ground? That’s the wolf’s range. You go in and hunt it with the bow. Simple, right?”

“This is a game? You’re insane.”

Ignoring him, Luon pointed at Silla.

“If you want to save her, you better comply. My men are getting restless from the professors’ watch. They might go crazy without some relief.”

Despite the threat, Limberton smirked.

Even in this magical forest, professors were present.

They were likely watching to prevent students from escaping, which meant they were observing this situation too.

“Professors know what you’re doing. Stop before they send you to punishment. They could intervene any moment.”

But Luon’s words silenced him.

“Really? Then why didn’t they intervene when we brought you here?”

“…”

“As you said, they might be watching. But if it were the academy, they’d step in immediately. Why aren’t they?”

Luon blinked and gave an answer.

“Just a guess, but maybe punishment happens after we return?”

Limberton gulped.

Having no one to stop them was a different matter.

If punished after returning, it meant the crime would already be done.

If he were dead, punishing the perpetrator was pointless.

What mattered to them was mere pleasure.

Luon whispered softly.

“Honestly, this situation isn’t that fun. All these things are old news. Now they feel like kids’ play. Those guys might settle for just a girl. So, if you don’t want to, you can leave. But the girl stays.”

Limberton’s ears perked up.

“…I can go?”

Luon grinned.

“Of course. I planned to let you go if you refused. Did I bind you?”

Limberton coldly replied as he retrieved his belongings.

“You misunderstand. To me, you and her are all the same.”

Limberton moved.

Two men holding Silla smirked as they overheard.

“Looks like you got dumped. Shall I comfort you?”

“You seemed gutless anyway. Let’s enjoy ourselves now.”

Silla’s eyes filled with fear.

“Mmph!”

She headbutted the man holding her face.

The man wiped his bloody nose, grinning.

“Strong, huh?”

“She seemed to hurt when we touched this leg. Wait a moment.”

Amid her rough resistance, the man grabbed her injured leg.

“Mmpph!!”

Her screams grew louder.

“Seems she likes pain?”

“Let’s start by stripping her armor.”

Tears streamed from Silla’s eyes.

Yet Limberton kept walking.

Thud.

He stopped at the line marking the wolf’s range.

Limberton drew his bow and smiled.