Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 126



Episode 126: Stagnant water (5)

Grade 3 monster Vandemon.

Although its difficulty level is at the bottom of the 3 levels it is a type of ‘rare’ monster that is difficult to encounter due to several conditions for its appearance.

So I chose this as my first information sharing item.

Even if you’re a cheat mode player you probably won’t have much experience killing vandemons.

There would have been no way for the three of us to catch it together.

‘More than anything it’s useless to know.’

Actually this played the biggest role.

Bandemons are difficult to meet.

And it’s even harder to kill him with three people.

This is not the cheat mode where you can consume up to 30 essences. To put it simply even if you hear it you might think ‘Was there such a thing? It means information that ends up being ‘this is fascinating’.

Yes it definitely had to be that way…

“Is that true?! iced coffee! I didn’t doubt it. Really. “You know right?”

Everyone’s reactions are a bit strange starting with Fox Mask who jumps up to ask a question and then hastily makes an excuse.

“…The three of us are going to catch a half-demon?”

“If it’s a half-demon it’s definitely a level 3 monster. Is that possible…?”

A reaction as if I had heard something nonsense.

“Then let’s move on.”

I passed my turn as if it was no big deal.

In fact it was intended to divert attention from me but thanks to the mysterious image no one noticed.

“Luckily the green light came on.”

After that the last turn was to tell the information to the deer antler and receive the OK and the round ended.

According to the notice I saw when I entered from now on the participants will discuss among themselves and decide whether or not to do one more lap…

“I’ll just do this today.”

When Crescent Moon who had not prepared much announced that he would leave after the first lap the atmosphere shifted toward ending the rally here.

“Hmm that’s it for me too. “I’ll save what I wanted to use today and use it for the next meeting.”

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“If Fox quits I will quit too. “I’ve prepared a lot of things but I’m not confident in the information that those two people don’t know.”

When the fox and deer horn express their intention to not participate for different reasons the clown looks at me in a coy voice.

“What are you going to do Mr. Investigator? “I don’t mind continuing the meeting alone—”

“I will stop here too.”

“yes? “Why?”

I shrugged my shoulders and remained silent.

Well I also want to go around as many times as I can and collect information but…

‘If we do it together there will be a risk of being found out.’

The risk is high.

If I throw in some fake information and the green light comes on it could be revealed that I am a newbie.

Listening to one piece of information at a time is not very efficient.

“Hmm that’s a shame. “For the first time I met someone who could help me and this is the end.”

The meeting ended with the clown’s words dripping with regret.

But what is this again?

“….”

Even though the meeting is over everyone just quietly watches without leaving the chat room.

Although I pretended not to it wasn’t difficult to recognize that their attention was on me.

He seemed to think I would leave something to say before leaving.

‘…Okay today’s main character was me.’

Even though I was laughing I seriously thought about it.

First meeting I attended.

Today I succeeded in creating a ‘concept’ that would not be looked down on by those who are here.

So what is the most appropriate action for this concept?

“….”

Clown Antler Fox Crescent Moon.

I slowly looked at the four people I met today one by one.

and….

“Is it just this much?”

He just left.

***

“I’m gone…”

As soon as the male lion left the fox let out a long breath he had been holding.

“Fox are you okay?”

Crescent Moon looked at her and asked cautiously.

Although the subject was missing what she wanted to say was clear.

Because it was really dangerous earlier.

“…I’m fine.”

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The energy to kill.

The intention to kill someone.

Usually it is an intangible thing that is difficult to feel unless you have a good sense of energy.

However in this special space where mind and spirit interconnect the story is a little different.

“Is this really okay? “My fingertips have been shaking since a while ago.”

Because there is no filter called the body the moment you are exposed to life an overwhelming fear is engraved in your mind.

Of course that’s the end of most things but…

In severe cases the spiritual body suffers serious damage and the aftereffects even occur in the real world.

“It will stop soon. Fortunately it didn’t lead to mental contamination.”

Even as she said that the fox felt dizzy.

What would have happened if the investigator had died a little later?

I got goosebumps just thinking about it.

Even if he is not a madman he may have a speech impediment such as stuttering.

“Who on earth is he…?”

The fox let out the question he had been holding in.

A new person who came in a year after the master disappeared.

I thought I had a high mental barrier but all I could do was survive for a few seconds.

It makes you wonder what on earth a person has to go through to reach that level of mental power…

There is something else that is truly surprising.

“As soon as he realized that I had my limitations he stopped living. “And that too in an instant.”

“…I guess it wasn’t my mistake after all.”

The tightness of life disappeared in less than a second.

This is a part that is difficult to explain in any words.

Erasing the thoughts formed through extreme immersion in one go?

Is that possible with the human mind?

‘Why did I have to come forward and have it then…’

While the fox was regretting his rash actions his deer antlers opened their mouths.

“What do you think about what I said earlier?”

“You mean Vandemon?”

“okay.”

“It’s a lie… it can’t be true. “Once the light of truth has been turned on.”

Of course the gems of the round table are not absolute.

If the speaker firmly believes that it is the ‘truth’ and has no doubt about it the gem emits green light.

but….

“For some reason I don’t think he’s mistaken.”

“That’s… I agree. That’s why it’s confusing.”

In order for the investigator’s information to be true one premise must be satisfied.

Defeat the Vandemon with three people.

“I’m sure it’s in-game but it sounds like too much nonsense to me.”

“Wouldn’t it be possible with a 50x mode? Well I don’t think Ryan would have cleared it at that level of difficulty.”

Crescent Moon laughed at Deer Antler’s murmur and joined the conversation.

And that moment.

“Hmm you guys are just assuming that this is information that Mr. Investigator found out in the game?”

There was silence for a moment as the clown said something meaningful.

“….”

“….”

Of course that time was extremely short.

All three people shook their heads and smiled.

“…Haha that can happen.”

“Clown you always say strange things.”

Although he didn’t spit out negative words like those two the fox felt the same way.

Attacking the Vandemon with three people is a difficult task so how can they accomplish it here?

“Tsk you all lack imagination.”

The clown clicked his tongue as if he didn’t like something.

“That’s it. I hope you prepare hard next time.”

“Are you ready?”

“Information! information! What on earth is this? At best a person like that came but there wasn’t much information so I had to send it right away. Will you take responsibility if he loses interest in this place? “I don’t know what I will tell you in the future?”

“Honey losing interest is such an exaggeration—”

“Didn’t you hear what that person said earlier? “I was disappointed just by looking at it. Disappointed!”

“Keukheuhm….”

“If you don’t have anything useful come find something stimulating and fun. I don’t plan on missing this opportunity because of you. all right?”

The three people kept their mouths shut at the clown’s sarcasm.

And he didn’t say anything and maintained an awkward silence.

Watcher of the Round Table.

A place of secret exchange where ordinary players are not even aware of its existence. The three people were proud of being part of this place.

however….

[Is it really this much?]

Everything shattered with that one word.

The cold mocking gaze made me realize that it was all arrogance. Seeing him leave without looking back I unconsciously accepted it.

Watcher of the Round Table.

In the end this too was just a well for some people.

***

‘It was a fun place.’

I opened my eyes feeling supremely satisfied.

Lee Han-soo’s room where the bed and computer desk are close together.

I just checked the time and closed my eyes again.

‘Watcher of the Round Table….’

This community that Baekho Lee introduced me to was more beneficial than I thought. Should I say that it is perfect for becoming a source of high-quality information that I lack the most?

‘I have to stick around until I fail somehow.’

Of course for this to happen it was necessary to consistently maintain the quality of the concept.

If they find out I’m a newbie they won’t kick me out right away but attempts to find out my identity will become much more direct.

‘Anyway I’ll organize whatever information I can find there tomorrow…’

Soon I changed the topic.

[Sergeant Lee]

Baekho Lee.

The day he was discharged from the military he was summoned here after clearing a game he couldn’t complete during his vacation. He is the crystal of misfortune… a player who gives off the smell of stagnant rotten water.

To be honest I’m still shaken up.

This isn’t even sleeves.

‘I’ll have to thank Baekho the next time I see him.’

I just went there because I missed Koreans but I ended up making amazing connections. Of course I have no intention of remaining in a one-sided relationship.

Not only do I not want that kind of relationship…

Lee Baek-ho that guy is definitely not like a brat.

‘For a relationship to last long you must know when to laugh with each other and not cross the line.’

After finishing my thoughts I sat down in front of the computer and started doing community activities.

Unlike last time I earned GP by selling small information and in my spare time I went to bulletin boards and chat rooms to get used to the atmosphere here.

As a result the second community activity came to an end.

“The character moves to Lapdonia.”

Bjorn’s room not Lee Han-soo’s.

As soon as I opened my eyes I checked my watch.

This time too almost no time passed.

‘…It would be best if I wasn’t so tired.’

Since I was awake for about 12 hours more than I normally sleep the mental fatigue is considerable.

No is this just because I live too much?

Whatever the cause I’m glad I cleared my schedule for tomorrow—

“Bjorn! “How long are you going to sleep?”

Nimiral.

I just closed my eyes for a moment and saw Missha.

It must have already been morning and the window was bright.

“Just a little more….”

“Ugh just a little more just a little more? He always tells me I’m lazy. “Did you spend the night at the library again?”

“It’s not like that.”

Since Misha was sensitive about his meals he obediently got up ate together and then went back to bed.

And how long has it been?

When I slowly open my eyes and look at the window I see a dusky scarlet light forming on the glass.

“What on earth did you do yesterday to wake up when the sun was setting?”

“I just had a bit of trouble sleeping.”

“…you?”

I feel a little sad that he reacts like that but I have nothing else to say. It was the barbarian’s body that fell asleep as soon as he decided to sleep.

“But…is she really here this whole time?”

“It could be so. “After finishing my morning training I met Dwalki for a while and then went back to my parents’ house.”

“what? She only met De Walki briefly…?”

“huh. “I had concerns so she gave me some advice for a while.”

Misha said it as if it wasn’t a big deal but I couldn’t do that because I knew Dwalki’s feelings.

Even in [Dungeon & Stone] being angry among colleagues was a shortcut to bloodshed.

“So… what were you worried about?”

“Hmm… Still it’s someone else’s problem…”

Ugh I feel sorry for the barbarian.

“Why are we strangers?”

“Well… Well Bjorn you can tell me.”

When she secretly showed signs of disappointment Misha quietly confessed her concerns.

When I heard it it was just ordinary love counseling.

Is it true that she finds someone she likes but is worried about whether or not to reveal her feelings?

‘I never thought there would be someone who would actually do this….’

Even though I laughed out loud I still asked just to confirm.

“So what did you answer?”

“huh? “Did I just tell you to confess like a man?”

“I see….”

It was a somewhat expected answer.

Isn’t she Misha who never had a typical relationship until she turned twenty-five? As you can see just by looking at his actions towards me he is not interested in relationships between men and women.

“But that’s why…”

At that time Misha suddenly avoided my gaze and blurted out her words.

His face looks strangely red.

what? Is it because of the sunset?

As I was thinking about that Misha grabbed my hand.

“Bjorn if it’s okay could you come to my house with me tomorrow?”

“…Can you come with me?”

I’m not asking you to come?

Thinking that her words did not fit the context she asked back but Misha only nodded her head.

“Yes yes. How could it not happen? Because I will continue to do well in what I am told to do. huh?”

For a moment I wondered what kind of situation this was.

I soon finished figuring out the situation.

He wouldn’t do this by just inviting you to his dorm.

“Are you sure that when you call it our house you mean your original home…?”

Misha lowered her head in response to my question.

“huh….”

Her hands trembled nervously.

Also has the sun already set? The sunset that illuminated Misha through her window also became darker.

Soon Misha swallowed her saliva and added her explanation.

“Oh my father wants to meet you… So by the way… can you come with me…?”

An invitation from my parents.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t embarrassed…

I answered without hesitation.

“good night.”

“…what? Really? Is it true? and! “Isn’t it soft?”

“Okay what time can I go tomorrow?”

I felt like it had finally come.