Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 148



Episode 148: Great Legacy (5)

Sometimes there are days like that.

A day when a momentary whim leads to unexpected luck. Amelia Lane Wales Today was just such a day for her.

Who knew?

She said that she would meet this guy on top of the castle which she climbed as soon as she reached her feet in a stuffy mood.

“Regal Vagos.”

A member of Orculis who divided this cursed city…

Among them the one I especially wanted to kill.

The guy is passed out on the floor.

In this remote place here and there with my bare body all alone.

‘…Could it be possible that he opened a portal and escaped? Is that why you fell here instead of the square?’

That was the first possibility that came to mind.

There is no wizard in the dragon slayer’s team but it would be possible if he sacrificed the poor old man he always brought with him.

but….

‘Because he encountered some kind of enemy inside….’

Amelia erased any doubts that came to mind.

It doesn’t matter who pushed this guy to this point.

The only thing that matters is having a prepared meal in front of you.

First she bent down and checked her pulse.

‘He’s still alive.’

It’s been about 2 hours since the labyrinth closed.

Given the circumstances it is presumed that he had been unconscious until now. Normally this would be a difficult time to endure but this guy is no ordinary person. Perhaps the fact that the skewer stuck in his shoulder stopped the bleeding also played a role.

“you….”

Then her bastard opened her eyes with difficulty and stared at her.

It looks like he felt popular and came to his senses.

Before he could say anything Amelia opened her mouth first.

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“Do you have the dragon slayer potion?”

“waist….”

“I see.”

Soon Amelia unzipped her men’s pockets from his waist and held them in her hands.

And she asked again.

“I’m about to pour a potion but can I pull out what’s stuck?”

“Go ahead and do it….”

As soon as she heard his answer she pulled out the skewer and started bleeding again.

If you leave it like this even if you are a dragon slayer you will definitely die.

Amelia just stood still and watched.

“What are you doing?… Come on Portion….”

Only then did the guy who felt uncomfortable ask and she asked back:

“Why should I do that?”

“Gyeyageul… Haetsutede…?”

“Ah you mean a contract?”

Amelia chuckled without realizing it.

A long time ago she made a contract with the lord of Noark. It is a famous contract that everyone who lives in this city knows.

In Noark she cannot kill.

It is impossible to break a contract engraved in the body.

but….

“You were the one who asked me to skewer her weren’t you?”

She just listened to what was said.

Of course it was her first time being deceived like this so she was worried but if she had violated the contract she wouldn’t have been able to do this in the first place.

“Mang… haryeon….”

Amelia stuffed the pocket she had acquired from her bastard into her entire subspace.

And she took away other equipment as well.

Not only the dagger hanging on his waist but also the ring wrist guard necklace etc. on his hand.

These were all things I had always noticed.

“Thank you for staying here. These are good to use. Ah but who did it to?”

He didn’t respond to her mocking question.

She just rolled her eyes up in exasperation.

Rather than continuing her words for too long Amelia leaned back on the castle wall and watched him.

She was planning to leave her post after seeing him die just in case something happened to her that she didn’t know about.

But is there still more left in this guy’s name?

plod trudge.

Before long you can hear the castle patrollers making noise from afar.

Amelia thought quickly.

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Everything the patrollers see and hear is relayed to the castle lord. If you get caught it’s over.

“You’re lucky dragon slayer.”

She tasted her bitterly.

If this guy died Orculis’s power would have been greatly reduced.

“You’ll be out of luck.”

The guy who realized he was alive gritted his teeth and muttered.

I will hold you accountable for this incident.

But Amelia only shrugged her shoulders and closed the distance between her.

“It doesn’t matter. “You won’t remember anything anyway.”

“…what?”

She took out one of her pills and held it in her hand.

A pill called ‘Lethe’s Blessing’ developed by an alchemist in Noark.

It has the disadvantage of not working on evil spirits but it has the convenient function of erasing their memories just by feeding them.

“Damn it!! “Uuuuuuu!!”

Amelia held the struggling man’s chin tightly and forced her pills down his throat.

Please note that what I just used was not for supplies.

The higher the soul level the less efficient it is so I used the best one I had just in case.

The alchemist said that an ordinary person could lose their memory for up to a week?

‘Since the opponent is the opponent it would be better to be certain.’

I didn’t feel like it was such a waste.

It’s not something you can get again just because you want it but considering what you got today it wouldn’t be a loss.

Moreover the longer a memory was forgotten the better.

You might think that you lost it in the labyrinth but you wouldn’t think that it was stolen in this underground city.

‘I don’t know who it is but I have to thank you.’

Amelia quickly left the castle as she heard the patroller’s footsteps getting closer.

***

The number of uses of the ring which prevents dead flags related to Regal Vagos up to three times has been reduced by one.

Just before 10 minutes.

‘Surely it won’t happen once a day?’

I try hard to erase the anxiety that suddenly bloomed.

This was because I thought that not only would it not be too late to complain at that time but the possibility of that happening was low.

First of all isn’t name and color what the goddess said?

[You must be prepared to overcome fate in case all of the ring’s stems break off.]

The Goddess told me through her vessel to get ready.

She said that even though she knew how big the gap was between me and him. But she wouldn’t be so conscienceless as to say something like that after giving it a month or two.

‘…Yes in the end the most important thing is when the last vine will break.’

She recalled Sammosa Jo’s maxim and calmed her trembling heart.

What does it matter how many you give me in the morning?

What matters is the total number of acorns. In other words what is the total period of time in this ring?

‘Let’s just do what we have to do.’

In that sense she left her temple after briefly talking about the reward. They said the reward would be paid out when I visit again tomorrow?

“Then let’s go back and rest today and meet again tomorrow.”

We soon decided on a meeting place and were about to return to our lodgings when the car dwarf carefully caught us.

“Hey I don’t know what you’ll think if I say something like this. If you receive the reward why not take Dwalki’s share and donate it to the orphanage?”

“I… I like it though. “It’s money I wouldn’t have received if it weren’t for Dwalki.”

“Me too. In fact it would be ridiculous for me to even claim a share of this large sum of money.”

To put it simply it is a proposal to take 3.5 million stones per person and donate it to an orphanage. Unlike my colleagues who agreed to this without much hesitation I kept my mouth shut.

Because that is completely unreasonable behavior.

Isn’t there a huge enemy called the Dragon Slayer?

If we are going to continue the maintenance of Dwalki it would be right to use this money to make ourselves even a little safer.

“…Bjorn you don’t have to. “Unlike us you were the one who suffered the most there.”

“That’s right. “We’re doing this out of guilt so don’t feel too burdened.”

When I was silent my colleagues noticed and said things like that.

If you just nod your head here this proposal is over.

but….

“We’ll talk about this properly when we meet next time. “You haven’t even received the money yet.”

I put the choice on hold for now.

It was clearly an offer that I had to categorically reject but the words never came out.

This is why we need to be careful about relationships between people.

Because rational judgment is difficult.

Obviously if it were me in the past I wouldn’t have had to worry about this.

“…then guaranteed tomorrow!”

Soon we split up and headed to our respective accommodations.

I also walked the peaceful streets for about an hour until I arrived at the inn and washed my body stained with blood and sweat with clean water.

And while I was lying in bed dazed someone knocked on my door.

It was Erwen.

“Hey man? “Are you there?”

When I opened the door there she was dressed in a flowing skirt having washed and groomed herself.

We chatted to see if there was any business but the main conversation was more like chatting about what happened in the labyrinth.

Yes this used to be everyday life.

Normally I would have listened to it with interest but today it was difficult to do so.

“Erwen you are tired so please leave for today.”

“yes? But now is where it gets really fun…”

“I’ll listen to it again next time. “I’m tired today so please go back.”

“yes….”

When Erwen stubbornly gave the order to congratulate the guests she lowered her pointed ears and walked away.

The silence that soon settled. There I spent some time alone.

That’s because if there’s a problem you have to fix it.

‘Surviving.’

It has been the biggest goal given to me since I woke up in this body and this thought has not changed even now.

However the process of reaching that goal is the problem.

[······You must have kept the barbarian oath right?]

He broke his warrior’s oath in front of everyone.

And while leading the team he did countless things that could not help but feel strange.

At that time I justified everything with survival but I know. In the end trust was at the root of all actions.

If there was someone who suspected me of being an evil spirit he wouldn’t have done such a thing even if he died soon.

[…Look! My friend give me strength!]

The same goes for sharing the top-quality potions with Rotmiller and Dwarki. It was an irrational choice that threatened not only everyone but myself.

The concerns from before won’t be much different.

‘3.5 million stones….’

I slowly decided to admit it.

I became weak.

The cause is simple.

Because I was attached to someone else.

My rational way of thinking which was my greatest strength developed a major problem.

Wouldn’t it be nice to live in this world? Surviving is my top priority so this is a problem I cannot ignore.

So what is the solution?

“….”

I couldn’t find the answer until the moment I fell asleep.

And the next morning.

I received a letter.

The sender is an administrative branch of the Explorers Guild.

The content was that you had been designated as the heir to Riol Warb Dwalki’s estate so you were to visit and pick it up.

***

“Did you get it too?”

“Hmm you too?”

This was the first conversation I had when I met my colleague the next day.

It looks like all four of us received a letter from the guild…

Clearly what Dwalki had designated was an orphanage.

How did this happen?

“…I think it would be better to visit the guild in person and ask instead of discussing it among ourselves.”

As the dwarf said we all visited the guild together.

And after listening to the relevant department in detail it was not an administrative error or anything like that.

De Walki updated his will and designated the four of us as heirs.

That was last month too so let me say it again….

“…After fighting the troll.”

Dwarki who was almost killed by a troll returned to the city and the first thing he did was update his will.

The guy was already preparing.

The worst worst thing I could have ever imagined.

He was that positive and hopeful guy.

“….”

We soon returned De Walki’s equipment and backpack which we had handed over to the guild as well as the house he owned during his lifetime. We left the building like defeated soldiers.

“I don’t know if I will be able to repay the debt I owe him… in my lifetime.”

“Dwalki wouldn’t have wanted us to pay back.”

“Yeah that friend would definitely have done that. So let’s spend the money he left on whatever we want. “If that’s his only wish that would be it.”

Afterwards we headed to the temple and even received the reward money. The Pope could not be seen because he was busy and all work was carried out through Krovitz.

I told everyone to go to the bar first and then chatted with him for a while.

“Can you promise me that everything you say from now on will be kept secret?”

“You can speak at your convenience. “I swear that I will not reveal my benefactor’s words to anyone unless it goes against God’s will.”

The words about not going against God’s will bothered me a bit but without much hesitation I took out my Archje longsword and showed it to him.

“…It’s the dragon slayer’s sword.”

“For some reason when we try to use it we get a rejection response. Do you know the cause? “If it’s because of a curse I’d like to ask you to lift it.”

“The power within that object is not a curse.”

Krovitz continued his explanation without a single pause as to whether he had any knowledge about this sword.

It was a long story but the point was simple.

The original name of this sword was Yonggeom (龍劍).

It’s just that Regal Vagos killed the Guardian Dragon and ran away giving it the name Dragon Slayer Sword.

“Since ancient times this sword has been used and wielded only by dragons. “Guardian dragons were passed down from generation to generation and people enjoyed a life close to eternal life.”

“But he couldn’t use this sword properly.”

“Oh it’s because of the dragon’s curse.”

The guardian dragon left a curse before dying.

As a result Regal Vagos became a dragon but not a dragon. Yongrin the characteristic characteristic of Yongin was burned and peeled off and even the heart the basis of strength became closer to that of a human.

He committed the karma of betraying his clan in order to obtain the sword but the item became unusable.

“I understand that he has been looking for a way to get rid of the curse for a long time. However after listening to Yandel it seems that there was no way to completely overcome the curse.”

“Anyway it’s not this sword that was cursed but that guy.”

“Yes it is.”

Afterwards I asked him what he thought would be the best way to dispose of this sword that we cannot use and Krovitz gave a short answer.

“I think it would be wise to return the sword to the dragons and receive appropriate compensation.”

Yes that is the only way.

Since this sword can only be used by the dragon race it would be difficult to sell it as stolen goods.

I will think about this part gradually.

“I see. “Thank you for your advice.”

“Not much to say. Yandel is a benefactor of our school. “If you need my help please come by anytime.”

“Ah so does this mean that I will be able to receive blessings for free in the future?”

“Haha that’s a bit….”

I asked him just in case but Krovitz smiled awkwardly and drew a clear line.

I’d like to but I heard there was another oracle this morning?

“The Twilight Star said that everything will go as it should so do not try to go against his will by twisting it.”

For some reason I felt like a goddess was saying this to me.

You have paid off your debt by giving me one sacred object so don’t think about taking anything more from me.

“Still I can listen to your concerns at any time so please come and visit me when it’s convenient for you.”

After Krovitz’s religious-like words I left the temple.

And then we headed to the tavern we had mentioned before.

“Ah are you here too? “Sit down.”

All three were already drinking.

However the atmosphere was very different from when I usually finished my exploration.

We just drank without laughing or talking.

It felt real again.

We’ve earned more than ever before but we’ve lost more than ever before.

‘The window seat is empty.’

The table at the bar where five people came.

But there are empty chairs that will never be filled again.

However we did not mention this at all and had a realistic conversation.

“All remaining money including the reward money will be divided exactly into four.”

“That’s right.”

At first the dwarf who suggested dividing it into five and donating it to an orphanage just nodded.

It was somewhat expected.

The reason such a proposal was made in the first place was to respect Dwalki’s wishes.

If he wanted us to use the precious wealth he left behind we would just follow his wishes.

Everyone including the dwarf drank quietly in memory of Dwalki.

So I just spent my time like that.

“I wasn’t the friend to go like that….”

The dwarf who was drinking several glasses of wine hit his head on the table first. So Rotmiller left offering to take him there leaving only me and Misha left.

“Bjorn let’s go back too…”

As always the two of us walked together and headed to our accommodation. Misha stumbled due to drinking too much.

“Lean.”

“Oh thank you.”

It was still a sunny afternoon.

We walked through the crowded streets filled with the smell of alcohol.

As usual my accommodation came first and it was time to part ways. But the two of us stayed still looking at each other at the door.

“….”

“….”

The air was strangely hot perhaps because of the intoxication.

Yes normally I would have thought that.

Because it’s much more comfortable that way.

Because it fits my topic.

I would have acted like a barbarian pretending not to notice.

but….

“Ah… I guess I’ll just go. Rest—”

“Misha Karlstein.”

He first caught her trying to turn her back avoiding eye contact with her.

She is because she made a promise to the guy.

[You are not quick-witted. Please don’t look away anymore.]

The guy told me not to look away.

In that precious moment when she could have revealed her feelings to Misha he left me those words.

And I answered that I understood.

so….

“Hmm?”

It’s probably our turn to collide.

Misha who is holding my wrist looks at me with her questioning eyes.

After catching my breath and getting rid of the alcohol.

He said it bluntly.

“Do you like me as a man?”

It wasn’t a romantic line and it didn’t have a very romantic atmosphere.

The question was just spat like a barbarian.

But Misha was not angry.

She said “What a strange thing.” She didn’t even laugh it off.

He flinched for a moment then avoided my eyes and shifted his gaze to the ground. However Misha who had been dragging her feet on the ground several times raised her head and looked at me.

And she answered softly.

“…huh. I liked it. “As a man.”