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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: A Barbarian Hides His Face
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It was an ordinary day.
“Hey, Mr. Nam! Come help with this!”
“Yes!”
I was busting my ass at a construction site under the scorching sun.
I hoisted six 40kg cement bags onto my back and carried them all the way up to the 6th floor of the concrete pouring site in one go.
Naturally, my legs trembled, and sweat poured down like rain.
But I still did it. Because I had to earn money.
*Thud!*
As I set the bags down, Mr. Kim (Uncle), who was also drenched in sweat, and the other construction workers patted my back.
“Whoa! Good work, Mr. Nam! You’re strong as an ox, probably because you’re young!”
“Unbelievable. You carried all that at once? That’s crazy. Crazy. This guy here is sweating like a pig just from carrying one!”
“Mr. Nam, they won’t even need a crane at your construction site. This is more than one person’s worth of work! I’ll put in a good word for you with the site manager.”
“Thank you.”
If it had been meaningless flattery, I would have considered bailing, but fortunately, there were some perks involved.
The work, which had started early in the morning, finished late at night, and I received a money envelope.
With a trembling heart, I carefully opened it. Two more golden bills than my usual daily wage were tucked inside.
They were quite generous. This should cover my sister’s treatment costs for this month.
[Nam So-eun]
An alarm rang, and I pulled out my old flip phone. The name of the person who always brought a fond smile to my face was displayed.
Nam So-eun. My only younger sister.
From our childhood, which I barely remembered, when our parents — who were hardly parents at all — abandoned us at an orphanage and ran off, we had always been together.
In a world where we couldn't trust anyone, and without even the shelter of a family, we relied on each other as we grew up.
It was safe to say that we had become inseparable parts of each other’s lives.
I also had good news. If I combined all the money I’d saved from working construction, I could afford the treatment procedure for the terrible illness that plagued my sister.
“Oh. So-eun. What’s up?”
Nam Su-jin answered the phone with a small smile.
“Uh, guh, geh-hek…”
“…So-eun?”
And then, I immediately felt my mind go blank.
What was that? Did I mishear just now? Some kind of scream—
“Run, run away, run, run away… Oppa…”
“Wait. So-eun? What is that—”
“I’m sorry, Oppa. I’m sorry. I’m sorry—”
*Click.*
I stared blankly at the suddenly disconnected call.
Fuck. What the hell is going on?
What was that gasping sound? Run away? From what? What did she mean, 'I’m sorry'…?
I couldn’t calmly assess the situation. I just ran.
My breathing grew rougher than when I was working construction. Strange thoughts kept swirling in my head. I shook my head vigorously and focused on running.
To the hospital where So-eun was admitted.
“Oh, Mr. Nam Su-jin? What brings you here today—?”
Ignoring the nurse who always subtly flirted with me, I walked past her and headed straight for the hospital room.
[ICU Single Room: Nam So-eun]
*Bang!*
“So-eun!”
The moment I violently flung the door open, what I saw was a colossal magic circle.
The kind of magic circle commonly seen in comics or movies enveloped the entire hospital room.
There were no items that should have been in the room, like a bed, wardrobe, or refrigerator.
Naturally, So-eun, who should have been in the room, was also nowhere to be seen.
It was as if the magic circle had sucked everything in the room into itself.
“What the… This is insane…”
I couldn’t properly understand the situation. Was I seeing things?
I numbly took a step into the room.
“Kerk, kerk!”
“Kerr-lurk, kerk!”
Hideous laughter I’d never heard before.
*Slurp, slurp. Squish. Squish.*
At the same time, I heard the sticky sound of flesh rubbing against flesh.
“…Huh?”
Looking around in confusion, I saw no magic circle, nor any modern architecture.
The hospital room was gone, replaced by the landscape of a dark cave and signs of copulation.
Green monsters with grotesque appearances.
“Goblins…?”
Female goblins, their hideous, sagging breasts jiggling, were violating men.
“……”
“Kerk, kerk!”
The men with dead eyes would only twitch every time the goblins thrust their hips, their mouths agape and unmoving.
But was it just my imagination? Their lips seemed to be curled up slightly.
The men varied in race and appearance, but they definitely didn’t look like modern people.
‘…Swords? Knives? What’s with that armor?’
Fancy single-edged swords, hammers, leather armor and helmets, giant travel packs—the items they carried were not things modern people would wear.
The goblins seemed truly to enjoy violating men equipped with such gear, diligently thrusting their hips on top of the men’s crotches.
I stood there, staring blankly at the scene, utterly unable to comprehend it.
What is this? What am I seeing right now? Is this a dream? Yes. This can only be explained as a dream. My working construction, my sister’s call, seeing a magic circle in the hospital room—it’s all a dream. And a ridiculous nightmare at that! I’m dreaming right now…
“Kerk!”
A goblin’s cry pierced my ear, sharp and clear.
I turned my head slightly. A goblin, already clinging to my arm, grinned broadly and raised an axe.
“Wa-wait.”
*Thwack!*
***
‘…Dizzy.’
My vision was red. Was it soaked in blood? That was the only explanation.
My head felt hazy, as if I were drugged, and my entire body was burning hot. And my crotch kept itching.
I tried to force my body, which felt limp and unresponsive, to move.
*Squeeze!*
It wouldn’t move at all.
At the same time, I realized something was gripping both my arms and legs tightly.
“Kerk, kerk!”
“Kerr-lurr-lurk!”
“Kek-kek, kerk!”
Loud, "kerk-ing" sounds echoed from all directions. What was this? Was I hearing things?
*Rub-rub-rub—*
My crotch kept itching, so I glanced down.
“Kerk!”
My eyes met those of a hideous goblin, drooling on my pants and rubbing its face against them.
The goblin grinned, and at that moment, everything I had forcibly tried to deny as a dream suddenly came into focus.
“Ugh, ohk, ek, ugh…”
“Kerk, kek-kek!”
Men struggling, and goblins continuing to copulate while choking the men or grabbing their hair.
The sound of flesh colliding. The men’s screams and the goblins’ moans.
All of it was reality, not just a dream.
And the fact that I was about to suffer the same fate.
As soon as I grasped the situation, my consciousness snapped back.
“You, you bastards! Let go!”
“Kerk! Kerr-lurr-lurk!”
*Squeeze!*
The goblins pressing down on my arms tightened their grip even more.
Perhaps because my body was weak, no matter how I thrashed, there was no sign of breaking free.
“Gerok. Gero-rorok.”
The goblin positioned at my crotch started its tongue movements in a very suspicious way.
At the same time, I instinctively knew. This was dangerous. If I delayed any longer, I would lose it.
Lose what? My precious virginity, of course!
There was no way I was going to lose my first time to such a hideous monster. Absolutely not.
“Uwaaaaaah!”
“Kerr-lurk?!”
I gritted my teeth and moved my body. As blood rushed through my entire body, it became much easier to move.
“Kerk?! Kek-kek-kek?!!”
Four or five goblins holding my limbs simultaneously let out cries of surprise.
But I didn’t stop; I kept moving. I had to shake these things off first before I could do anything.
“Gero-rorok, bero-rorop.”
The goblin at my crotch became frantic. It was starting to pull down my pants.
“Kerr-lurk?!!”
Just then, I finally managed to escape the goblins’ restraint.
And then.
*Thwack!*
“Kerk!”
I slammed my fist into the jaw of the goblin that had been pulling down my pants and flicking its tongue.
It was the first time in my life I had ever punched something vaguely human-like.
I felt no guilt. Who apologizes for beating up a rapist?
I quickly broke free from the goblins and leaned against the cave wall, catching my breath.
“Fuck, that hurts. You bastards.”
Profanity spilled out without hesitation. My arms and legs were throbbing. A quick glance showed that they hadn’t just left nail marks; they had pressed hard enough to embed them.
“Kerk. Kerk.”
The goblins cried out, as if surprised that I had escaped their restraint.
But their surprise was short-lived; they soon began to laugh, "kerk-kerk."
Their expressions were contorted, and I couldn’t understand their words, but the implication was clear: "What's a pathetic human like you going to do, run away?"
How did I know? Because dozens of goblins who had been violating men nearby started looking my way!
“Huh?! Pussy! Give me pussy! Give me pussy! Don’t leave!”
As the goblins stood up, the five men who had been violated simultaneously began to convulse.
Foam frothed at their mouths, and madness streamed from their eyes. Their faces were deranged as they thrashed their hips around, a truly disgusting sight.
‘Is that what I’ll become if I get violated by a goblin?’
If not just one, but five men were acting like that simultaneously, it definitely meant something.
“Kerk, kerk.”
Dozens of goblins, who had been watching the convulsing men with satisfaction, all turned their gaze toward me.
The goblin I had punched in the jaw and sent flying approached me, glaring with fierce eyes.
Its gaze seemed to say, "You're next."
“Fuck off.”
The temper I had suppressed so diligently during my social life erupted.
“I hit you too lightly, didn’t I? My bad. It’s my first time punching someone. Next time, I’ll make sure to land a clean hit.”
I didn’t have parents, so I didn’t get much home education, but there were a few pieces of advice the orphanage teachers had strongly emphasized.
—Su-jin. You must never hit other kids. If you hit someone, it’ll be a really big problem. Forget settlements, the kid would die. So you must never hit anyone. Understand? You have to promise me, okay?
“Kerk. Kerk.”
The goblins pulled out knives lying on the ground. The tips of the blades were pointed at me.
I quickly dashed toward the men who had been violated by the goblins.
My target was the equipment they had been wearing before they were violated.
For now, I hastily grabbed an axe and put on a helmet.
The helmet would protect my head, and the axe would cleave the goblins’ skulls.
“Kerr-lurr-lurk!”
The goblins, who had been watching as if amused, all charged at once.
“I’m sorry, teachers.”
I don’t think I can keep that promise anymore.
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