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    Episode 127: Karlstein (1)

    Misha Karlstein.

    Although she is from a pure-blood family she is a fifth-year explorer who has been living without being treated as her child due to failing to contract with her soul number.

    ‘His dad wants to see me….’

    The part where she goes is somewhat expected.

    In the meantime she had a good understanding of how the enemy Miao tribe worked through Misha.

    “But why aren’t you saying anything? “What time can she leave?”

    “Oh well… I don’t think it will work tomorrow either. “I also need to mentally prepare… I need to tell her father in advance.”

    “what? What does that mean? “I guess you were the one who asked me to go with you tomorrow?”

    When she asked incredulously Misha avoided her gaze and fidgeted with her hands.

    “Well… actually I didn’t know if they would allow it so easily…”

    “So you said you wanted to go tomorrow?”

    “Yeah I heard that’s how you negotiate?”

    “….”

    I don’t know if I should have said that but Misha’s plan was plausible in its own way.

    If she said she didn’t have time she pretended to postpone the appointment. Did she naturally mean to postpone it?

    “Ugh you always said you were busy when I begged you to go out and play but what kind of whim is this this time?”

    “Isn’t it your father who called you? “Of course I should go and meet him.”

    “huh? “Is that so?”

    Misha avoided her gaze at the roughly worded words.

    “You too… why did you say such embarrassing things?”

    When did they say that a beastman and a barbarian are strangers?

    ***

    “I’ll let you know again when the appointment is made and then go. I need to sleep more. Oh and don’t come tomorrow. “I have to leave early.”

    “what? “You sleep all day and then sleep again?”

    “If you keep doing that there’s no way I won’t go—”

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    “No! “I won’t bother you so get some rest!!”

    After Misha opened the door and left she resumed her sleep that had been interrupted for a while.

    And the next morning.

    ‘Huh I think I’m finally going to buy something.’

    It was only after sleeping for a full 36 hours that she finally felt a little refreshed.

    From now on I should refrain from writing about my life.

    Anyway after briefly washing my body and heading to the shrine the elder greeted me.

    “It’s been a while. Bjorn son of Yandel.”

    Where on earth is the tribal leader going?

    She became curious and secretly asked and she got a slightly unexpected answer.

    “If you were a tribal leader you went to the city for some business. “It will probably come tomorrow.”

    “It’s surprising that the tribal chief is out.”

    “It’s not common. Anyway if you have business there why not wait and meet some of the young warriors? “If it were you it would be a good stimulus for them as well.”

    The elder’s promising offer was rejected with kind words.

    I don’t feel bad because I feel like I’ve been recognized as one of the Barbarians’ outputs but today’s business is elsewhere.

    “Then would you like me to call a shaman?”

    After waiting for a while the shaman’s disciple came and guided me to the tent.

    A bald-headed shaman with wrinkled wrinkles was holding a large bear in his mouth blowing out smoke.

    “Kikikick warrior you’re here again. “You’re really talented.”

    For some reason the voice is high-pitched today.

    The pronunciation is a bit slurred in some places making me look like a drug addict.

    “Can I get a spirit imprint today?”

    “As long as you have enough money you can kick it.”

    No that’s not it. I was asking if it was possible to do it while drunk.

    I was worried but I just opened my wallet.

    Clink clink clink.

    ‘With this I am now broke again.’

    The amount required to receive level 5 engraving is 8 million stones.

    After paying this only about 700000 stones will be left in hand. Well there are still 2 million stones left in Misha’s shared account…

    That is a fund that cannot be used for personal purposes.

    “One warrior is not enough.”

    “…I was thinking of putting it in now.”

    Finally the calculation was completed by inserting one more magic stone worth 500000 stones.

    Well I thought it might work this time.

    ‘I can stop worrying about making a mistake along the way.’

    I laid down on the bed focusing on the positive things as much as possible.

    and….

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    “Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….”

    “Kikik warrior! “Scream louder!”

    “Kwaaaaaa!!”

    Before long a constant pain overtook me.

    ***

    「Immortal imprint level 5 has been activated. “Your energy increases significantly.”

    「Physical value increases by +30.」

    “Spirit level increases by +30.”

    ***

    In [Dungeon & Stone] stamina is an important stat.

    It doesn’t have much effect on combat power but when stamina runs out you become unable to act.

    Even when raiding for several hours the ‘Energy Regeneration Auxiliary Scroll’ was a consumable item considered essential.

    but….

    ‘I didn’t know it would be a useful stat in real life.’

    I once felt the limits of fatigue in the Witch’s Forest. Also just yesterday my mental power was depleted and I fell into a state of semi-hibernation.

    That’s why it feels even more clear.

    Changes in body and mind.

    “Kikik you look pretty fine today.”

    Originally the mail should have been returned by now but today the fatigue accumulated in my mind and body is much less.

    I’ll have to check the details later but if it’s this effective wouldn’t I be fine even after staying up for two nights?

    Of course if you ask whether this is worth 8 million stones it is definitely not.

    ‘… As expected engraving is very cost effective.’

    Maybe it’s in the mid to late stage where abilities are more valuable than money.

    In the early to mid-teens it is not only more efficient to buy equipment or pay for purified water…

    The way to shorten the growth time is to grow up a little faster and save money to increase your reputation.

    So I originally planned to only do the first step of engraving and not touch it for a while.

    Because I didn’t know I would eat [Giant Flower] this early.

    ‘Well I went all-in on engraving and now there’s only one step left.’

    For a moment there was a feeling of disappointment that one’s wealth had decreased.

    A proud feeling blooms once again.

    As soon as you reach level 6 you will receive back several times the compensation for all the costs you have invested so far.

    “Warrior why are you so dazed? “I’m tired. Let’s go out now.”

    After being lost in thought for a while I heard the shaman’s order to congratulate the guests and left the tent.

    The day was already setting.

    I walked along while checking the bushes to see if Einar was waiting for me like last time…

    ‘There is none.’

    Einar was not seen until they passed through the dark forest road and reached the city.

    Well the training is coming to an end so you must be busy.

    ‘Now that I think about it there’s only one month left.’

    Today as I passed through a quiet street I chuckled.

    It’s time.

    It’s so fast and yet so slow.

    It seems like only yesterday that I had to step on traps and make amends because I didn’t have leather boots.

    ***

    「Bjorn Yandel」

    Level: 4

    Physical: 330(New +30) / Spirit: 154(New +30) / Ability: 128

    Total Combat Index: 941 (New +60)

    Essence obtained: Corpse Golem – Rank 7 / Vampire (B) – Rank 5 / Orc Hero – Rank 5

    ***

    Three days later Misha and I boarded a large carriage heading to District 13.

    That’s because the beast people’s sacred site was not adjacent to District 7 where we live.

    “Ho aren’t you thirsty? “Would you like some water?”

    “It’s okay.”

    “What about the boat? Aren’t you hungry? “I brought this and that just in case. Do you want to eat it?”

    Looking at Misha’s extreme attitude I laughed as if it were absurd.

    “Stop it. “I won’t go back midway.”

    “No I’m more worried than that. It must be an uncomfortable position for you. “You’re going because of me so you have to take this much—”

    “Okay I’m going to sleep so wake me up when we arrive.”

    “Yeah… It’ll take about three hours so take a good nap.”

    Before it got any more annoying I said I was going to sleep and closed my eyes.

    And how long has it been?

    Just as Misha said the carriage arrived at its destination at noon.

    ‘It’s a six-hour round trip… It’s not like he just goes there and sleeps.’

    It’s not that far in a straight line but the travel time was longer than expected because I had to go around District 14 which is a no-traffic zone.

    ‘Well I guess that’s why he settled down here. ‘You probably wanted to get as far away from home as possible.’

    “Bjorn why are you still? Are you tired? Do you want me to carry you on my back?”

    “It’s okay take the lead.”

    “Okay!”

    Afterwards we followed Misha who can be said to be a native of this place and looked around the streets.

    It wasn’t much different from District 7 where I currently live.

    It’s just that the road is a little more complicated and you see a lot of beastmen and dwarves.

    but….

    “Well we’ve arrived.”

    The sacred place of the beastmen that we soon arrived at was different in many ways from that of the barbarians.

    ‘I heard about it but I never thought it would be like this….’

    It seems like the sacred site is located outside the city.

    But that’s all they have in common.

    Instead of living in shacks or tents in the bush most of the buildings are made of stone and there are even roads running between them.

    also.

    “Dad there’s a barbarian. Barbarian!”

    There are open stores and families walking down the street can be seen here and there.

    It’s like living here not in the city.

    ‘We were all kicked out when we became adults…’

    The beast people’s sacred place was literally like a village outside the city for the beast people.

    But was it strange that I was staring at this blankly?

    “Why are you like that…? Is there a problem? “Even if it’s not I can’t go back?”

    “…I just did it because it was fascinating.”

    “huh? “You think it’s fascinating?”

    Misha tilted her head as if she couldn’t understand.

    There are a lot of things I want to say but I’m holding back my words.

    If I were to talk about the poor conditions of barbarians wouldn’t that be spitting in my face?

    I just thought he might have asked me a quick question.

    “Are all holy places originally like this?”

    “You don’t know what that means?”

    “If you’re a beast shouldn’t you be raising animals in the forest?”

    In fact the beastman’s sacred place looked like this in the game.

    So maybe 150 years ago?

    “Oh I think I heard that in the old days people lived that way to keep traditions…. It was so long ago that I don’t really know.”

    “…I see.’

    Why are only the barbarians the same?

    As we walked down the street drowning out our dissatisfaction a huge mansion soon appeared in front of us.

    “Well this is our house.”

    Nimiral.

    Our tribal leader still sleeps in a tent.

    Immediately after sighing loudly Misha began to look at me again.

    “You don’t have to be nervous. Nothing much will happen. This is Bjorn the son of Little Balkan Yandel right? Because my father likes famous explorers. huh?”

    Misha spoke as if to comfort me but it was clear that he himself was nervous.

    “You really need to calm down. “I came to your house. Why are you doing this?”

    “huh? “I’m fine?”

    “Then open the door. “How long are you going to stand here?”

    At my words Misha took a quiet breath and rang her bell to call her servant.

    “I’m trying to go in there. “Can you open it for me?”

    The employee didn’t respond to Misha’s request just glanced at him once opened the door and left.

    ‘what?’

    It looked very heterogeneous.

    That’s because Misha is over his half-pun days.

    She said ‘I heard that his father knows that he made a contract with the spirit number?’

    She unconsciously looked at Misha and our eyes met as if he was also looking at me.

    The emotions in her eyes were familiar to me.

    Her ex-girlfriend often made this look in her eyes.

    The look in her eyes when she discovered something she didn’t want to see.

    “Well… you know Bjorn. “There’s something I haven’t told you yet.”

    “Speak quickly.”

    At my words Misha swallowed her saliva and continued her words carefully.

    “Only my father still knows that I signed a contract with the Soul Beast. So no matter what happens inside please don’t get angry. “Okay?”

    “I guess it depends on what it is.”

    “It’s no big deal. “It’s just a little worse than the person I just saw.”

    “A little more detail. “Then wouldn’t I also be able to respond?”

    Misha who hesitated for a moment at my request spoke with a resigned look on her face.

    Things like verbal abuse from brothers bullying under the guise of pranks or the attitude of employees whispering behind the scenes so that everyone can hear.

    There was no episode that severe.

    I guess it’s because they selected mild flavors in their own way.

    I’m sure it was much worse in reality.

    “Of course no one would do that to you. So don’t worry too much—”

    For some reason the corners of my mouth are twisted.

    “B Bjorn? Why are you laughing? Ooh don’t laugh. If you do that I’ll get scared… won’t it all end when my father reveals the story later? “I just need to be patient a little longer.”

    Misha represented her father with her anxious face but I felt that was the biggest problem.

    A man named father knew everything and neglected this child.

    Anyway there may be a reason to understand that silence.

    She allowed her child to suffer for her own reasons.

    But they called me to this house on that topic.

    ‘I guess you really saw me as a dick.’

    Suddenly a dark malevolence begins to be felt in this huge mansion.

    It feels like I’m looking at a dungeon full of monsters.

    Is that why?

    “Behel—laaaaa!!”

    A shout came out spontaneously.

    At the same time the servant who had disappeared without even a single bow reappeared.

    “What are you doing Barbarian? “Be polite!”

    “It’s polite….”

    I approached him thinking over what he said.

    “You clearly have a problem with your head.”

    Is there a barbarian in the world who is polite to his enemies?

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