Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 112



Episode 112: Baby Barbarian (5)

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How long has it been since I pretended to fall asleep with the baby Barbarian’s snoring as background music?

Square Sagagak-

A rustling sound is heard from the direction of the campfire. It looks like they’re having a conversation or something…

The content of the conversation was roughly predictable.

[What are you going to do?]

[What should I do? Should I kill him now?]

[From whom?]

They’re probably trying to figure out who they’re going to kill first.

If you are a good chew you can’t miss this good opportunity.

Isn’t it a double event?

You can obtain two Barbarian hearts worth 1.8 million stones.

[Women come last. Let’s deal with the barbarians first.]

I could guess what conclusion he might have reached.

They’ll probably try to kill me or Charon first.

Therefore focus more on hearing.

Trudging.

The sound of small footsteps slowly approaching.

Two people move in this direction and the other moves in the direction where Charon is.

‘I’m thinking of handling it all at once.’

It wasn’t a bad choice.

Although the personnel will have to be divided it would be a way to reduce variables so that the side that attacks by surprise is at the same time.

Well the result would be the same.

Trudging.

The moment when two people stopped right next to me.

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I stood up straight away.

“I’m hungry… huh? “What are you doing there?”

“Hmph!”

The spearman was so surprised that he took a vain breath and the leader holding the Ohama. As I glance to the side I see an arrow aimed at the sleeping baby barbarian.

I pretended not to see and asked calmly.

“Ah did you guys wake up hungry too?”

As soon as he swept over to the boat did he decide that I didn’t see the arrow? They exchanged glances for a moment and then smiled awkwardly.

“That’s right. Because I’m hungry. Would you like to go over there and have a meal together?”

“Is it meat?”

“…Of course. “There’s beef jerky in my backpack.”

“biltong!”

“Be quiet. “Isn’t everyone sleeping?”

“I get it….”

I nodded my head saying it was right and was about to take the lead.

Wow!

Shock bloomed in the back of my head.

It looks like the leader hit my head with a hammer…

“huh?”

There was no way my head which was intact even when hit by an orc warrior with an axe would explode.

“What?”

When I calmly look back I see the blank stiff expressions of the two guys.

It’s not something you can’t understand.

I hit his head with a hammer but he didn’t even groan or stumble.

“Uh uh….”

The leader remained silent without even thinking about hitting repeatedly.

Well his mind must be complicated by now.

First of all given the circumstances it would be reasonable to say that I was hiding my identity…

It would be too despairing of a truth to believe that.

I said with a grin.

“Oh I guess my hand slipped?”

“Uh huh?”

“No matter how hungry I am what if I make a mistake like this?”

It was a line that didn’t even make sense even if I thought about it but surprisingly the leader smiled awkwardly and nodded.

“iced coffee! “I’m sorry.”

It’s too bad to be sorry.

Do barbarians really look like assholes?

“I’ll stop making mistakes—”

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Wow!

“I did it… I threw it away…”

dump.

Since I didn’t have a mace I used a straight punch in the face.

The results were not significantly different.

The leader falls to the floor with his facial bones caved in.

“uh…?”

The young spearman next to me was still looking at me with an expression that did not understand the situation.

“Oh I was hungry too so my hand slipped.”

He said he was sincerely sorry but it seemed like the other side had no intention of accepting the apology.

“Lois! “What are you doing? Don’t shoot!”

A spearman who gives instructions in place of the fainted leader.

Whick!

Soon Hwaljabi fired an arrow aimed at the demonstration.

But was there a communication error?

The arrow was clearly meant to be shot at me but the arrow was fired at the baby barbarian Charon.

Phew!

Fortunately Charon who woke up after hearing the spearman’s shout twisted his body and avoided being hit in a vital spot.

“Ugh Lois! “What are you doing!”

Charon who had an arrow stuck in his shoulder quickly got up and grabbed the head of his bow.

“Knock!”

“Speak speak! “Aren’t you asking why you shot me?”

“So … this … this … big!”

“You’re not going to tell me!!”

I guess I don’t have to worry about that anymore.

As I shifted my gaze towards the spearman I saw him quietly taking a step back towards the darkness.

Even though he had become a wise man his willingness to abandon his colleagues and go in search of a way to live was worthy of praise…

No I wonder if that will work.

“…He was a real looter.”

The situation ended with Misha who had been watching from beginning to end hitting the guy on the back of the neck with the back of her knife.

***

“How did this happen?!”

Charon asked unable to hide his confusion.

However there is no way Jaebi who fainted from being strangled by her will answer.

“These guys are looters.”

I kindly explained everything starting with the fact that the Barbarian’s heart was being sold at a high price and ending with the fact that these guys were suspicious so they hid their identity and got involved.

but….

“what? It can’t be! “These are my colleagues…!”

Our innocent baby barbarian couldn’t believe it right away. No to be precise I should say that I didn’t want to believe it.

“Charon son of Tarson grow up.”

“…Are you trying to insult me! “I am already a warrior!”

“Then why are you trying to ignore reality?”

Charon kept his mouth shut in response to my question.

That’s probably what you know too.

That everything I say is true.

“….”

The barbarians I saw were not a particularly low-intelligence race. It’s just that he didn’t learn anything other than combat skills and was only in a holy place so he was too pure.

“That mean bow shot an arrow at you. “If I hadn’t dodged it in time it would have landed in his neck instead of his shoulder.”

I said that and pulled out the arrow stuck in his shoulder.

Although the pain must have been considerable Charon did not even utter a groan.

So I just kept talking.

“These guys are looters. “They are the scum of the labyrinth who tried to kill you and steal your heart.”

“…I want to hear what they have to say.”

Is there any hope left that there was some misunderstanding?

Charon asked to talk to the trio and I had no reason to refuse. I just woke up one of the guys I gathered in one place after taking the weapon.

“Hee hee!”

What was chosen was the bow jab.

Since he only fainted from being strangled it is believed that he suffered less damage than the others.

“Please save me!”

As soon as he saw me I took a step back as I saw the archer kneeling down.

Because I wasn’t the one who wanted to talk.

“Lois are you really a predator?”

“Kakaron…? There is a misunderstanding. “I’ll explain everything but first the interest—”

“Just answer what is asked. “What did I misunderstand?”

“that….”

Hwaljaepi was unable to respond to Charon’s words.

It was natural.

Because it wasn’t a misunderstanding.

To save time I threw the notebook I found while taking their weapons to Charon.

“What is this?”

“Read it for yourself.”

“I… can’t read.”

ah. I see

“Then wouldn’t it be okay to ask that guy to read it for you?”

“That’s… I see.”

Soon Charon handed the notebook he had given me to Hwaljaegi. A notebook containing the quiet conversations they had while we were pretending to sleep.

“….”

As soon as he saw this Hwaljaepi who was sweating profusely lowered his head.

It seemed like I had reached the stage of resignation.

It’s up to anyone.

“If you don’t read it I’ll kill you.”

“….”

“It’s also very painful.”

“I will read this….”

Soon Hwaljaepi began to read the text slowly with trembling lips.

“Briol why did you accept that guy? Are you really going to kill that guy too?”

“It’s like begging to be killed so there’s no need to let him live right?”

“I’m suspicious of that guy. “Even if you’re a barbarian how could you be that stupid?”

“I am in favor of receiving the award. You killed those barbarian bastards like that and still don’t know? “They just walk around…”

Hwaljaepi who was struggling to speak closed his mouth at one point.

So I broke one of his fingers.

“I guess what I said sounded like a joke.”

“Aaaah!”

“Go ahead.”

“You guys are just walking monsters! “Especially because their intelligence is at the same level and the one who catches and kills them first is the one who owns it.”

After finishing one sentence Hwaljap noticed Charon’s notice.

Charon was trembling.

“Who… who said that?”

“…Victor.”

“Okay that guy… that’s enough keep going.”

Charon who confirmed that it was the spearman’s ambassador continued the story.

“Besides isn’t the reward enough even if you’re not a barbarian? “It may seem like I’m as stupid as a barbarian but my face is… I’m pretty fair…”

“continue.”

“I recognize the face. But I’m a bitch who hung out with a barbarian so I don’t know what the other side is like—”

“stop!”

Misha broke in and snatched her notebook.

And she read it quickly with her eyes and asked Bow Jabi.

“Here this this and this.” “Who said that?”

A voice as cold as ice.

I think this is my first time seeing something like this.

As the bow trembled and pointed at the leader Misha looked at me and said sharply.

“I’m going to kill this guy Bjorn.”

“Do whatever you want.”

Anyway she didn’t need to make Misha any more angry so she let him skip her obscene remarks.

From then on the discussion continued about who to kill first and how.

and….

“I will handle Kakaron. I was so annoyed that they ignored me just because I was an archer. “I didn’t even know that I would be left alone after the hunt was over…”

The written conversation ended with Hwaljaepi’s last line.

After a moment of silence Charon broke the silence and opened his mouth.

“I… I have no idea.”

His first word was a question.

“…What did I do wrong?”

He first found his fault.

He couldn’t be there.

It was just a world that was too barbaric to live in innocence.

“Bjorn son of Thor….”

“This is Bjorn son of Yandel.”

“I see. You are the famous…. That’s good. tell me Bjorn son of Yandel are people like this common in this labyrinth?”

“Yes.”

A cross section of the labyrinth that was not revealed in the Holy Land.

A young warrior facing this for the first time asks me.

“Then… what should I do?”

As if he sincerely wants the answer.

As if I would definitely follow that path if I told him the way.

Therefore I answered.

“Be suspicious of everyone whether they are humans or other races. Hide your ax in innocence like I fooled them. “Always think and act even if it’s annoying and a little difficult.”

“…Can I do it?”

“It’s not a question of whether you can do it it’s a question of whether you should do it.”

I said firmly.

If you cannot distinguish between these two you will have no choice but to live in innocence forever.

“Keep in mind. “If you find and kill one person the life of a young warrior will be saved.”

The young warrior pressed his lips to my words.

“I see. So you…”

He seemed to finally understand my actions.

“So what are you going to do now? “I will follow your choice.”

I asked last.

Wow.

Charon son of the young warrior Tarson.

He just held the ax tightly.

and….

Suddenly!

He finally became a warrior.

***

The arrow’s neck flew off drawing a rough cross section.

The leader who was fighting hard woke up Misha by trampling on Gogan and cut off her neck and I broke the other one’s neck.

Well there was an incident where I woke up and begged for something…

[Please save me! I will live a good life from now on…]

[Does this mean you will become a good predator?]

[A good predator? Ah yes! I’m sure that’s true… Ugh!]

Nothing changed.

Because there is only one way to be a good predator.

“Here’s the potion.”

“thanks.”

After the general arrangement was over and the standing potion was handed over Charon poured the potion on the wound on his shoulder.

but….

“Why isn’t it swelling more?”

“If that happens won’t it completely heal? Scars are evidence of immaturity. “I want to remember it so I don’t forget it.”

“If that’s the case.”

Knowing the barbarian habit of treating scars like medals I didn’t say anything.

“thanks. Bjorn son of Yandel. “Now I know what I have to do from now on.”

His eyes were already completely different from before.

And seeing this I was convinced.

“It may be as difficult as you but if I can see anything… no I will find it and smash its head to pieces. Also if I see a young warrior I will tell him what I experienced today and give him some advice.”

He would be able to provide clear information to most marauders now.

“Just like you did today. “For my people.”

From now on.

If you touch a baby barbarian you’ll be screwed.