Surviving as a Barbarian in the Game - Episode 99
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A magic tool that can identify the soul of an evil spirit.?
Just a second ago, I never expected to find myself in this situation..
but…….
‘Whatever happens, nothing changes.’
Erase doubts just for curiosity’s sake.
Are you saying you know something?.
Or is it really just a coincidence?.
If you can't be sure, it's best to assume the worst and act accordingly..
The old man is suspicious of me..
So what should I do right now?.
“…magic tools?”
Frowning and looking at the old man.
As if he was more concerned about the word “magic tool” rather than “evil spirit.” As if the brief silence just moments ago was all because of that..
“…It's safe, right??”
I look at you with disbelief.
Because I am a barbarian who is ignorant of magic..
I've seen suspicious-looking magic tools in Raven's lab countless times..
‘Is this the right reaction?.’
Stop making split-second decisions and take action.
So now it's the old man's turn.
“Hmm.”
The old man observed me with meaningful eyes, then his expression changed and he opened his mouth..
“Hehe, you don't trust me? Me, the master of the Artemion School?”
When I looked at him as if there was no need to say that, the old man clicked his tongue..
“Tsk, what does this friend think of me? Don't worry. Aru will prove that the magic tool is harmless to the human body..”
“…yes? It's me?”
“It's not that hard, is it?.”
“Yeah, well... All you have to do is check what kind of magic was used in the magic tool.…….”
A barbarian who has been in a relationship for 3 months with a school master..
It's hard to trust that statement since it's clear which one Raven will prioritize..
but…….
‘No matter what excuse you make to refuse, you will only end up falling for the trick..’
As I listened to the two of them conversing, I was convinced.
I don't know where he left the clue, but the old man is suspicious of me..
Fortunately, it doesn't seem like we're at the stage of certainty..
When I see you trying to beat me with a magic tool that doesn't exist.
‘maybe… There is no magic tool like that..’
Eliminate anxiety and synthesize evidence thoroughly and rationally.
Magical tool for identifying evil spirits?
Has not existed for thousands of years.
As civilization develops, it wouldn't be surprising if such an object appeared someday.…….
‘Still, it makes no sense that the original creator was this old man..’
The Artemion School is an orthodox school of wizards..
Rather than minor topics such as dimensions or souls, research is mainly conducted on creating new spells..
But that wizard creates an evil spirit reader.?
‘If there really was such a thing in the first place, I would have tricked him into sitting in front of the magic tool somehow. I'm not thinking about it like this.’
Soon I made my final judgment..
There are no ghost readers..
The old man just wants to see my reaction..
thus—,
“So what to do? It's not dangerous and it won't take long..”
“…It won't take long?”
“It will only take about 5 minutes..”
“Tsk, if that's the case.”
I accepted the old man's offer..
It's a little uncomfortable, but as long as it's over quickly, there's nothing wrong with it..
But was my decision surprising??
“…Hey, are you really okay??”
The old man instead asks me a question..
A reaction that erases even the dust of anxiety that remains.
I asked back calmly.
“What does that mean? Are you okay??”
“…Didn't you worry earlier that it could be dangerous?.”
“Didn't he say he would confirm that?!”
“That's true…….”
“Let's go. I'm already tired from waking up early in the morning, so I guess I should go back and get some sleep.!”
Fuck, where is this old man playing tricks?.
***
“You went…….”
The laboratory where Bjorn left.
Raven sighed heavily as her teacher muttered something that sounded somewhat vain..
She didn't understand the situation right now..
Magical tool for identifying evil spirits?
Not only have I never heard that Master is researching something like that.…….
“What was that earlier??”
“…….”
“Don't just stay like that. You really won't tell me?”
Under her master's instructions, she had to prove to Bjorn that this magic tool was safe..
It wasn't difficult.
Because he is an evil spirit reader, the magic tool the teacher brought out did not contain any magic techniques..
It was just a strange looking chair..
[Don't say anything and just agree..]
However, she kept silent about this fact according to her teacher's words..
So now it was time to hear the truth..
Of course, there was something to be expected..
It's not like she doesn't have that much sense..
“…Did you really think Mr. Yandel was an evil spirit? That's why she asked what happened in the labyrinth.?”
The teacher neither denied nor confirmed.
But sometimes silence is the surest answer than anything else..
“ha… So are your doubts resolved??”
“…Yeah, I guess I was wrong..”
“It's certainly not that I can't understand Master's feelings. Because he is a unique person. But I have one question. I really need you to answer this.”
In response to the question that followed again, the teacher asked back helplessly..
“…What is it?”
“Why did you do that? If you had suspected it was an evil spirit, you could have just informed the secret security department and they would have taken care of it.—.”
“If that happens, won’t you die?.”
a small murmur.
“yes? what does that mean—.”
“Okay, I'm tired. I'll just go now, so please clean up after me..”
Soon the teacher raised the little old man up..
And unlike usual, he walked away with a more intimidated gait..
The laboratory was suddenly left alone..
She pondered the words her teacher left behind..
‘If you do that, won't you die?…….’
In other words, doesn't that mean we need a living evil spirit?.
‘Master, what on earth do you want??’
She couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling..
***
dump!
When I returned home, I immediately fell into bed..
I guess I should say that I've been completely exhausted since this morning..
I want to close my eyes for a moment, but…….
‘I was really surprised when it suddenly came in without blinking..’
I had time to relax my nervous body and reflect on what happened today..
It didn't seem like there was any mistake.
Thinking back, it wasn't a bad response..
Assuming the worst, we were able to prevent endless leaps through the given clues, which allowed us to infer the best answer..
‘Looking at the expression on his face at the end, it seems like the old man has completely lost his doubts..’
It was a sudden incident, but it turned out well..
However, there was one thing that was a little unclear..
When he became convinced that I was not an evil spirit, the old man looked somewhat disappointed..
Why was it??
‘…Well, I guess that's none of my business..’
After thinking about it for a while, I cleared my thoughts..
Not only was it a problem for which there was no answer, but it was determined that whatever the reason, it was not directly related to my safety..
‘Still, I feel a little relieved..’
I've been through shit since morning..
But paradoxically, this incident gave me a strange sense of relief. This may have offset the sky-high luck stack these days.—.
“Bjorn! Wake up! It's already broad daylight. How long can I sleep?!”
Did I fall asleep before I knew it??
When I open my eyes, Misha is shaking my body..
I didn't sleep with the door open, but I think I used the spare key I gave me a while ago to get in..
‘I gave it to you to use when something happens.…….’
“Misha, why did you come here? I would have said I would go to the Magic Tower today..”
“You didn't come home late yesterday. I told you to wake me up if you were sleeping.!”
Well, if that's the reason.
Maybe I should reconsider taking away the spare key later..
“Ah, but how did you know you came in late yesterday? Did you really wait??”
“You didn't decide to come back and tell me what happened there. Besides, I didn't have to wait long, so don't worry..”
It's hard to say, but he must have been waiting for me until late at night..
Are you that curious about what happened at the banquet??
“Well then, hurry up and tell me. What happened??”
At Misha's urging, I slowly told him what happened yesterday..
Wearing the barbarian gear prepared by the butler, he led the carriage procession and headed to the banquet venue..
Food I ate there.
And it just so happened that I won the tournament..
“Oh, you really won? beat so many knights?”
“Not a knight, but an apprentice knight..”
“But first of all, I'm not a knight! It's amazing!”
What is amazing.
Except for the guy I met in the finals, the rest would have easily won even if Misha had been there..
If you look at him, martial arts is really no joke..
“Okay, write this.”
Anyway, after briefly explaining what happened, I started writing a letter with Misha..
It was a reply to the nobles..
I wrote it all down in the morning, but when I woke up, it had increased again..
“…Bjorn, is it really okay to send it off like this? Not just nobles. If this continues, something might go wrong..”
“Okay.”
“Well, if you say so, then so be it.…….”
Misha looked anxious, but wrote the letter as I asked..
Well, there's nothing to worry about..
What more could you expect from a letter written by a barbarian??
Not only was it a miracle that I was able to receive a reply in the first place,…….
[I can't go because I'm busy.]
[So find another barbarian..]
[From: Bjorn, son of Yandel]
Cancer, this is enough to keep me in shape..
***
I'm at a nobleman's mansion..
A spacious, sparkling place with delicious smells wafting from everywhere..
“I think I finally understand what the tribal leader said when he said the world is wide.!”
It's like I'm in another world.
People’s clothes, the way they speak, the sound of music.
All we did was play the drums…….
“What should I do? Come here quickly.”
“Ah, I understand.!”
Barbarian became an adult a month ago.
Kapen's son, Decart, followed the client to the center of the banquet..
“Tsk, what is that gait? Walk more confidently!”
It was a little unfair.
I don’t even know what it means to walk confidently..
The equipment I wear is unnecessarily large and inconvenient..
After all, I feel comfortable just bare body.…….
I wanted to complain, but Ducat kept his mouth shut..
It's because I remembered the past..
[He walked around well even wearing bigger clothes.?]
A few days ago, after hearing that he would be paid a lot of money, he followed a nobleman and received various educations. Mostly it was about how to behave at a banquet..
I was angry at first.
Is it because I am a barbarian that I am making such an absurd request??
I thought they were ignoring me.
but…….
[That's him! Who is he that keeps asking me questions after hearing strange things?!]
[I'm talking about Bjorn, son of Yandel, little Vulcan.?]
After finding out his identity, I had no choice but to endure all his demands..
Bjorn, son of Yandel.
A warrior among warriors who defeated all the knights at the nobles' banquet and earned the wonderful nickname of Knight Smasher..
‘Am I not good enough to be like him?…….’
Ducat, who heard his anecdote, pledged to show a great performance at this banquet..
Because the actions of the warrior that even the tribal leader praised so loudly could not have been wrong..
If there's anything wrong, it's definitely on my side.
‘I decided to act like a warrior..
But it wasn't as easy as I thought.
He behaved very differently from himself... Being among elegant and noble nobles made me feel intimidated without realizing it..
also…….
“Oh, it's delicious……!”
“Make it bigger! He wasn't that shy!”
“Be, Behel—Raah……!!!”
I was honestly embarrassed..
Even if you're a barbarian, does it make sense to scream in appreciation of food in front of people??
Well, if I were alone, I think I would have shouted several times..
“Don't just eat the meat, chew the bones too.!”
Anyway, my tooth hurt too..
“Want toilet paper? why do you need it?”
My hands were sticky when I picked up and ate the food..
“Uh huh, why are you taking off your helmet again??”
My neck is stiff and my shoulders are heavy..
However, soon I will have to participate in a match made up of only barbarian participants..
Will I be able to fight properly??
I felt sorry for myself for even worrying about this..
Unlike him, the opponent is not a knight..
‘They say you break your head while chasing a goblin troll.…….’
When I entered the city after the coming-of-age ceremony, my heart was pounding with the ambition to become a famous warrior someday..
But is this a wall of reality?.
In less than a month, he faced his shortcomings..
“why can't you do that too?”
Dukat finally spoke out the words he had been holding back..
“I am… I'm an ordinary warrior.”
When you want to scream, scream.
If there's something you want to destroy, smash it..
Doing whatever you want without feeling shame, no matter who is next to you..
“i can't do that…….”
it's a real powerhouse,
It is a right granted only to true warriors who have confidence in themselves..
“Please. Don't compare me to him anymore. Bjorn, son of Yandel, is a great warrior who cannot be compared to anyone like me..”
“Huh, was he really special?…….”
The nobleman sighed at Ducat's confession..
And I looked into space with eyes full of desire..
No, maybe it wasn't just that one person..
“Right. Is it okay if it’s not him?…….”
“Well, is it possible for such barbarian barbarians to be common?.”
“I thought all barbarians were like him..”
“These people are much more sane than I thought..”
If you look closely, you can see that similar words were being thrown out all over the banquet hall..
***
「Character's reputation increased by +10.」
「The character's fame value increases by +10.…….」
「…….」
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