Chapter 128

I will translate the provided text from Korean to English, maintaining the first-person point of view and without adding any commentary. Here is the translation:

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Infiltrating the barbarian tribe’s camp to save Asulin wasn’t as difficult as I thought.

The fortress’s forces suddenly switched from defensive to offensive, fiercely charging at us, making it easier to breach their loose defenses.

There was no chaos.

Just in case, thanks to Mother-in-Law… that is, Lady Carthas casting a high-level mind-altering spell on the infiltration team, not even a blind arrow flew our way as we bypassed the fortress’s battle zone.

Concerned about being discovered, I ran on foot instead of riding a horse, but the mind-altering magic was so abundant and effective that I felt I could have ridden straight into the camp.

I wished the mind-altering spell would last until Asulin was safely rescued inside the camp.

“I think this is where I stop. I wish I could do more, but things aren’t looking good…”

My hope was dashed near the camp entrance when Mother-in-Law, exhausted from casting the spell, had to stop.

Even though she had regained confidence upon appearing with Father-in-Law at the fortress, her visibly poor health made her efforts to help me all the more admirable.

“Thank you for your help. I will take full responsibility and complete the rest.”

I bowed deeply to show my utmost respect to Mother-in-Law.

I wanted to express my gratitude even more fervently, perhaps by performing a gesture similar to a bow in the East.

“Please take good care of Asulin.”

Mother-in-Law, trying to calm me down, softly instructed me to continue. I barely suppressed the urge to bow again and accepted her farewell before heading toward the camp entrance.

Though safer than entering the camp, I worried about Mother-in-Law having to return alone through the battlefield.

“Don’t worry about Arnette. Despite her appearance, she won’t let anyone approach her unnoticed, whether they’re barbarians or demons.”

Hearing Father-in-Law’s confident words, I didn’t express unnecessary concern.

“Then, let’s move forward.”

I moved towards the weakest point of the camp’s defenses, which I had previously identified.

Only after I started moving did Father-in-Law and the others, including the three swords in human form and Falord, follow.

While taking the first step to rescue someone dear, an overwhelming tension squeezed my breath.

Thud!!

Despite the tension and pressure, I couldn’t silence the voice in my heart urging me not to hesitate, no matter what.

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To be continued…

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In conclusion, the infiltration succeeded halfway.

After the rotation, I infiltrated a secluded part of the camp where security was lax.

Originally, the plan was to save Asulin hidden deep within the camp, avoiding the weak security guards.

When we successfully infiltrated the camp, I believed we could just avoid the barely functioning guards and rescue Asulin.

But then,

“A trespasser. Eliminate them.”

Someone in disguise, whose armor looked familiar, spoke with a raspy voice, disrupting our plans.

The armor was unmistakably that of the Black Wing Knights.

Though there were no knights with such an imposing presence, the armor clearly indicated he was a member of the Black Wing Knights.

A knight sworn to suppress barbarian tribes being one of their leaders was an absurd sight I had never imagined.

“Try to capture them alive. Lord Dominus wants them that way!”

From his honorifics, I knew exactly who he was, despite not recognizing his face.

Only a few people in the Black Wing Knights would address a traitor like that.

“You really existed, a wraith serving the patriarch?!”

Stirred up, he quickly regained composure and gathered numerous barbarians in this dark corner.

Grrr!!

Ooooh!!

Waaaah!!

Barbarians, indistinguishable from monsters, gathered before the wraith.

“Hahaha! Give up your reckless attempt. Why don’t you just watch what Lord Dominus has planned?”

Satisfied with the number of barbarians, the wraith taunted me, trying to provoke me.

If this happened during the Succession War, I might have rushed to attack him alone, like Asulin did with Arslin. But now, knowing the weight of responsibility, I merely wanted to ignore his provocations.

Fortunately, before I could react, Falord stepped forward.

“…What? A pig?”

Falord, standing boldly, provoked the wraith with his coarse language.

“Ungrateful pig!”

But Falord, with a confident tone, silenced the wraith.

“Ungrateful pig isn’t a pig!”

“An animal destined to be slaughtered!”

Falord raised his hand dramatically and sliced through the air with a decisive motion.

Shling!

The sharp sound silenced the noisy barbarians.

Plop!

I saw the wraith collapse to the ground, lifeless, as blood spurted.

“Damn, that was intense.”

Without needing to use any special technique, Falord’s precision left me in awe.

As I prepared to engage the barbarians, two others volunteered to hold them back.

“Let’s meet inside!”

I replied, stepping forward with Father-in-Law and Falord.

Frozen in place, the barbarians rushed to block me, but Falord and Kaladbolg’s coordinated attack left them helpless.

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Thus, leaving Falord and Kaladbolg behind, I headed towards where Asulin’s presence was felt.

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“Argh!”

With a fierce yell, I swung my sword.

Even without a yell, the light swing of my sword.

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The two swords cut through the air with a sharp sound.

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Following closely, I heard the bone-chilling slicing sound as flesh and bone parted.

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“Guhh!!”

The sound of death filled the battlefield as I pushed air out of their lungs.

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Obviously, the fallen were barbarians, and we were the victors—Father-in-Law, Carthas Duke, and I.

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