How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World

In the afternoon when the Iron Mask and the party members had left,

Jung Yu-shin was sitting on the counter chair with his chin resting on his hand.

Ingrid had decided to meet him in the evening.

He had some free time and had a lot to do.

He had to go to Ashur, the leader of the Swordsmanship Guild, to express his gratitude.

He had to stop by the fox beast mother and daughter shop.

He had to go to the Earth Mother Temple where Mi-on was and check for any possible imprints.

All of these were things that had to be done. But they were also things that could be put off.

‘It’s annoying.’

He felt a strange sense of weariness as the vitality that came with leveling up disappeared.

Was it burnout?

Or was his dopamine receptors crushed from rolling around in the labyrinth?