Surviving as a Barbarian in the Game - Episode 451
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The moment I finished the duel with the tribe leader and climbed up the pit, the warriors who had been shouting in excitement suddenly closed their mouths and looked at me..
Looks like he's waiting for you to say something.
“Behel—laaaaaaa!!”
When I let out a rough battle cry, the warriors shouted together as if they were satisfied..
Wow, my ears hurt.
Sigh.
As I looked down the pit while being cheered by so many warriors, I saw the elders disappearing, leading the fallen tribal leader..
In the words of a loser who seems so lonely.
No warrior was interested in the vanishing back of the loser. It may seem heartless at first glance, but in this culture, it was a very natural thing..
The division between winners and losers is just the providence of nature..
Because it’s nothing more or less.
Kuung-! Kuung-! Kuung-! Cooung-!
Although nothing was prepared, the festival began immediately. A warrior who knew how to play a musical instrument would beat the drum, while a warrior who was not skilled would just hit his chest with his fist..
Everyone danced casually and raised their glasses high..
They immediately cut down trees and made a large fire, and roasted meat from unknown sources and shared it with the warriors..
And so the time continues until the sun sets.
“Great warrior!! Where are you going?!!”
“pee.”
I left the center of the noisy festival and headed towards the residence. The warriors I encountered along the way said something, but now no one was paying much attention to whether they were having more fun than congratulating me..
plod, trudge.
The farther away you get from the center of the festival, the darker and quieter the surroundings become..
Kuung-! Cooung-!
A forest path with the sound of drums faintly echoing from afar.
Einar, who had not been seen since the middle of the festival, was walking towards us from the other side..
“Bjorn? What's going on here??”
Einar seemed suspicious that I, the main character of the festival, had come to a remote place without playing any more..
“Wait a minute, I wanted to see the tribal leader. Where is it?”
“In the tent I was using.”
“Did you wake up??”
“Well, I was sleeping a little while ago..”
“I guess it was coming from that direction.?”
“I guess… I was a little worried.”
“okay?”
I didn't bother to ask what bothered me so much. Wasn't it Einar who had been learning a lot from the tribe leader since it was announced that I was dead?.
Something must have felt strange..
There must have been a lot of things you wanted to say..
“Rather, congratulations, Bjorn! I found out later that you were the first! There has never been a warrior who became a tribal leader at a young age like you.!”
“To put it simply, I am the youngest.?”
“Yeah, yeah! That's it! The youngest! Isn’t it amazing??”
Well, it's information I didn't know, but it doesn't really feel that way..
“Anyway, if you're going to the tribal chief, how about going together??”
“But wasn't that the way you came from there??”
“haha! What does it matter? I was on my way to you anyway.!”
“If that's the case.”
As I headed to the tribal leader's tent with Einar, I had a few conversations. Most of it was about this duel, followed by the current state of the tribal leader..
The injuries are almost completely healed now.?
“The elders are all idiots! He kept quiet, saying the wound would heal without the potion, so I ended up having to pour the potion on him! Does this make sense??!”
“…….”
“The same goes for coming-of-age ceremonies! I said I should at least send it off with my shoes properly worn! Stubborn elders keep talking about tradition. Even though I said it was reasonable!”
“Einar.”
“huh?”
“In that case, it is said to be irrational..”
“ah… Is that so??”
When I corrected the word, Einar scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression..
and…….
plod, trudge.
We stopped talking for a while and walked quietly along the forest path..
It was only when the tribe leader's tent came into view that Einar opened his mouth again..
“Bjorn.”
Einar slowed down his walking pace, stood behind me, and tapped my shoulder as if to push me away..
“No matter how much I think about it, I think you're better than me. Smart, strong, and warriors follow you even if you don't do anything..”
Yeah, you weren't all that bad either..
“Aina—”
I turned around and tried to say something, but Einar cut me off..
“So please take care of me.”
“……?”
“Because you can do 150 times better than me! I'm sure all the other warriors think so too.!”
150I don't know where the calculation came from, but I just nodded..
“I get it.”
“okay? That's it then. good. We have now arrived at our destination, haven’t we? Now I have to join the warriors and have some fun and rest..”
“okay. See you later.”
With that, Einar turned his back and went back down the forest path, and I also went inside the tribe leader's tent..
“Did you come?.”
Surprisingly, the tribal leader was awake..
It also looks pretty decent.
Is it because Einar used a potion? There was still swelling all over her body, but that was it..
Squeak.
Although there was no permission from the landlord, he brought out a barbarian-looking chair and sat down on it..
“Are you feeling okay??”
“It's nothing for you to worry about..”
“okay?”
Well, I was just asking out of courtesy..
That was enough of an introduction, so I immediately got into the main topic..
“When will you give me the position of tribal leader??”
“Tomorrow, as soon as morning comes.”
This was an answer I didn't expect..
“I thought it would take a while since I had to contact other fighters as well..”
“Wouldn’t your story have spread throughout the city by now anyway? Everyone who comes will come on their own..”
hmm… It's definitely not wrong..
As the festival continued, the number of warriors who heard the news and came to visit began to increase exponentially..
“however… You look very relieved after fighting so hard.?”
The second question was a personal curiosity..
“Because I always thought it wasn’t the right position for me. Oh, of course I'm upset that I lost.”
“That's right.”
“So why did you come to me?”
The tribal leader asked me as if he was sure that I had another business to attend to, and I smiled and brought out the real business..
“I want to hear about the king.”
“…king?”
“Yeah, what kind of person is the king??”
Won't I become a tribal leader tomorrow?.
It's time to discover the dark secrets of the walled kingdom..
***
“He's a king…….”
The tribal leader leaned his back against the wall and smiled bitterly..
“just once.”
“huh?”
“It was just once. When I met him.”
It was a bit surprising.
Last time you spoke as if you were extremely afraid, I thought you knew the king well..
“It was the time when the Holy Relic War was coming to an end... It must have been about 13 years ago now. It was when I had just become the tribal leader. I first saw him at a tribal conference I attended with the ambition to revive our declining tribe..”
The tribal leader's breathing was heavy as his eyes were fixed on the empty space..
As if memories of that day came to mind..
“at there… What happened??”
“At first, it was no different from a normal meeting. The dwarf and the beastman talked about something I didn't know, and I was busy arguing with the earl and the old man from the Tower who participated in the meeting as a human representative..”
“Magic Tower? Shouldn’t the representative of humans be a king??”
“I guess that's the way it should be, but it's always been that way since I became the chieftain. Instead of the king, another human being always participated in the conference as a representative..”
“Right…….”
It was my first time hearing this information too..
As a warrior, it was difficult to access information about the tribal conference where representatives of each tribe gathered..
“Anyway, that's why that day was special..”
The king's procession, which is rare to see once in a lifetime..
However, the tribal leader said he was still not sure why the king showed up in the middle of the meeting..
“I was in the middle of a fight with the old man of the magic tower, and when I came to my senses, he was there. No one, including me, knew his identity. One of us even tried to kick him out, asking what kind of guy he was. but…….”
“…but?”
“It was just one word.”
Kneel, my servants.
The moment those words came out of the king's mouth, the tribal leaders stood up and knelt in front of him in a daze, forgetting the words or questions they were about to say..
and…….
“We didn't know who he was yet, but words came out of our mouths..”
“what did you mean?”
“I meet your majesty the king.”
Even thinking about it again, it was a truly terrifying experience, the tribal chief added. In that brief moment, I felt absolute helplessness that took away even the will to resist.?
Of course, what interested me was something else..
‘It's a manipulative ability... Could it be that he is a wizard??’
Indeed, what is the source of the king’s power?.
First of all, the essence of controlling an object without any touch does not exist in the labyrinth..
So if there's a chance it's magic.
However, when such a guess was brought up, the tribal leader firmly shook his head..
“It was different from magic or essence. It was as if his voice had power. I felt like it had been imprinted on my blood and soul since birth. He is my king and my master.”
The more I heard about the experience, the more confused I seemed to become, but I finished listening to the rest of the story..
“So what happened next??”
“There was nothing special. He just looked around us as if he was looking for someone and left, saying, ‘There’s no one here.’ And then we were able to take the breath we had been holding..”
This is the entire story of our tribe leader's meeting with the king. I checked a few things before starting my reasoning in earnest..
“How strong were the tribal leaders at the time? well… Most people would be similar to me..”
Even saying that the king's 'manipulation ability' was absolute was not enough..
8Because he controlled five explorers higher than his level with a single word..
Moreover, there seemed to be no limit to the range of control..
“Are you saying you couldn't resist because it was an easy order? That sounds funny. It would have been better to die than to kneel before a person I had never seen before..”
The tribal leader was confident.
If the king had ordered death, this life would have been cut off on the spot..
‘Unless it's essence or magic... What kind of magic did the king do??’
I don't know.
But fortunately, there is still room to run the hope circuit..
“Oh, come to think of it, it was only after we knelt that the old man from the Magic Tower realized his identity and knelt after us..”
Maybe it doesn't work for humans..
That guess is possible, but not certain..
There is a possibility that the king only used his power on the tribal leaders..
‘……Anyway, one thing is certain that the king has that ability..’
Still, I thought this was not a bad income and asked one last question..
“What did the king look like? Did it look painful??”
“……I don't remember. What age it was, whether it was a woman or a man, even the voice that penetrated my ear…….”
Hmm… Could it be that the king is capable of memory manipulation??
No, maybe they used magic or items like that. Unlike control abilities, there are several things that can have similar effects..
“Now, are your questions about the king answered??”
“To some extent.”
“okay? I'm glad that's the case.”
The tribal leader waved his hand as if to tell us to leave now that the business was over..
and…….
‘It's a little strange..’
That attitude held me back..
“Tribal leader, can I ask one last question??”
“Do it quickly.”
“Why does it look so normal? It's not like I don't know what I'll do when I become a tribal leader..”
The other day, the tribal leader told me.
If we hate humans, there is no place we can live..
So even if it's unreasonable, you have to endure it..
Although it was a bit frustrating to watch, it was still a valid statement from the tribal leader's point of view..
but…….
“Why do I care about that? Now I'm not a tribal leader or anything..”
The tribal leader chuckled as if he had heard something strange..
“From tomorrow, I am just one barbarian..”
Not a tribal leader, but a warrior.
“and…….”
The tribal chief spoke to me as a warrior.
“Since ancient times, we have always been on the side of conflict. How did you get the answer??”
“……enough.”
“Good. Well then, I'm hungry so let's go..”
At the tribe leader's order to congratulate the guests, I also came out of the twenty thousand tent, opened a random tent, went in, and fell asleep..
And the next morning.
“Waaaaaaaaaaa-!!!”
In front of more than 10,000 warriors.
“Warriors, I, Bjorn, son of Yandel, swear by the warrior's name.!”
Even if I say something difficult, no one will understand it..
short and concise.
“We will become stronger, we will regain everything we lost, and we will go further.!”
I declared while looking at the castle wall beyond the forest..
and…….
「The character's position within the tribe changes from 'General Warrior' to 'Tribal Chief'.」
「A special stat ‘support rating’ is created.」
That's how I became a Barbarian Lord..
***
「The character's approval rating has increased by +1.」
「The character's approval rating has increased by +1.」
「The character's approval rating has increased by +1.」
「The character's approval rating has increased by +1.」
「The character's approval rating increases by +1.…….」
「…….」
「…….」
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