Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 153



Episode 153: Barbarian Lord (5)

There are three main advantages of becoming a tribal leader.

He does not have to hide the fact that he once received the trust.

Also not only can I change the Barbarian’s irrational system which has been in decline for decades to my liking…

‘In the future when I retrieve the Barbarian’s Noble Phantasm of Creation I will be able to use it as I wish.’

Please note that this is not okay just because he is a tribal leader.

It’s just a matter of changing the tribe’s policy before then.

In reality Barbarians are a conservative race that values ​​tradition but they have made little progress thanks to several tribal leaders.

Like using honorifics and being polite only to the king.

Acknowledging the existence of evil spirits and sending their bodies to the main shrine.

Considering the long history it was not long ago that it became natural for warriors to live in cities rather than sacred places.

Has it been about 600 years?

‘In the old days erasing essence from a temple was prohibited at the racial level.’

In fact it’s quite absurd that only this much has changed over thousands of years…

Rather than saying that the chief does not have the authority to do so it is more correct to say that the person who will do so has not yet emerged.

Not only does the tribal leader have overwhelming authority in the major and minor affairs of the tribe but warriors also tend to believe and follow most of the words of the tribal leader.

The tribal leader thinks he is smarter than he is.

Well even so when reform begins there is bound to be backlash but this is something that can be changed one by one by taking enough time.

‘Not bad.’

For a moment the shaman’s words seemed absurd.

The more I think about it the more it seems like a very reasonable option.

The problem is that it will take at least a few years to become a tribal leader in the normal way.

‘The current tribal leader was once an explorer on the 8th floor.’

It is unknown exactly what level of explorer he was.

However it is clear that it will take a long time to follow him in the powerless part.

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‘You don’t have to go all the way to the 8th floor.’

The cutoff line should be around the 6th floor.

Not all past tribal leaders were as strong as they are now. Even if a person lacked military power if he or she had good leadership or judgment he or she could be promoted to the position of tribal leader.

‘First of all we need to create a support group from now on. Even if you don’t have to become a tribal leader it will definitely be helpful if you have influence within the tribe.’

It was time to sort out my thoughts to some extent.

“Warrior you seem to have a lot on your mind. “I’m hungry so leave now.”

“Oh uh… sure. “Enjoy your meal.”

The shaman issued an order to congratulate the guests.

When will you light a fire in this man’s heart?

Gurgling!

More than that I’m hungry too….

***

Around 9 am.

After leaving the shaman’s tent and checking the time I smiled bitterly.

‘For some reason every time something comes up it seems like the whole day is lost.’

Still my body feels refreshed compared to when I woke up at night perhaps because I woke up after fainting.

At this level I can just start the day.

In that sense I grabbed an elder who was passing by and asked.

“Do you know where Einar is?”

“I didn’t see you in the Warrior’s Forest yesterday.”

Hmm is it still there?

I was a little worried so I went to the forest where the funeral took place yesterday.

And how long has it been?

I saw Einar lying in the bushes.

“Chulup! Bjorn?”

“Did you sleep here?”

“Well I didn’t plan on going to sleep….”

Einar looked away wiping away the drool with the back of his hand probably because he was embarrassed that he was sleeping.

Unfortunately Kiduba was at the end.

“ah….”

Einar let out a short sigh as if waking up from a dream and facing reality. And after remaining silent for a while he carefully opened his mouth.

“Hey Bjorn….”

“Say it.”

“Do you have anything to eat?”

Yes this is how we are barbarians.

I chuckled and put down my backpack.

Then we took out the preserved food we had been eating in the labyrinth and had a meal together.

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“Are you okay now?”

“It’s a little annoying but it’s gotten a lot better.”

“petulance?”

“You fooled me didn’t you? If I had been honest I wouldn’t have shown such an ugly side. “Kiduba has practically made me a coward in front of everyone.”

Einar snorts in exasperation wondering if it is really true that he is annoyed.

It was a little surprising.

It is possible to overcome sadness and enter this stage in just one day.

“More than that Bjorn did something happen to you too?”

“What do you mean?”

“It just felt like that. His expression seems darker than the last time I saw him. “I wanted to tell you that if it was because of me there was no need to do that.”

His expression is dark….

“…It’s not because of you so don’t worry.”

“If not because of me then who is it because of?”

“that….”

I thought about just ignoring it but I stopped.

“Probably because a colleague died.”

“…That happened. Is it okay if I ask what happened?”

I briefly explained what happened on this expedition. Unlike usual Einar listened quietly to the conversation without making a fuss.

And when all was said and done.

“Riol Wobb Dwalky….”

Einar quietly pondered the name as if he was trying to remember it in his head and briefly expressed his regret.

“I wish we had met before….”

Ainar and Dwalkira….

It’s not easy to picture the two together but wasn’t Dwalki the one who was best friends with the dwarf?

Surprisingly I think the two may have gotten along well.

Well I don’t know what meaning it has now.

“Why don’t you fight Bjorn instead?”

Soon Einar suddenly stood up and made an unexpected suggestion.

“I wonder if you’ve become a warrior who won’t stop you.”

“Does this mean you want to join the team I’m creating?”

“If you think you qualify.”

Should I say that it is also barbarian-like?

The fact that he never tried to rely on friendship was quite trustworthy.

However one must distinguish between public and private life.

“Excluding the position of Ainar Wizard there is only one position left. And I was thinking of putting a wizard in that place as well.”

“Say it simply.”

“It means to do your best.”

I said it again with a grin and Einar responded.

“Behel—laaaaaaa!!!”

Before I knew it the great sword in my hand was swinging towards my neck.

***

Tank close-range long-range magician.

All required positions have already been determined.

However thanks to Mr. Bear as the guide the position of explorer became vacant.

Some kind of bonus spot.

The identity of the team I will create will be determined depending on what occupation I put in that position.

Is it the instantaneous firepower of the 2nd wizard or the continuous damage of the 2nd damage?

Otherwise should you take care of stability and hunting speed with 2-gun damage?

After much deliberation I ended up holding the strands with 2 wizards.

but….

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

As soon as the sparring with Einar began my worries grew.

‘…He’s definitely gotten stronger.’

Six months of swordsmanship training.

Stat increase due to ‘quenching’.

In addition there is a level 4 essence inherited from the elder.

‘I never thought I would have inherited that essence. ‘My child is so lucky.’

First of all in terms of power it is not only comparable to Misha but also has considerable late-game potential considering that it only has two essences.

However there is only one problem.

‘If this happens it’s too focused on close deals….’

Thanks to the Ogre’s Essence I too was able to deal.

In other words if Einar joins it becomes a 3-pound deal.

“Let’s stop here.”

“…I can still do more!”

“I know. But I don’t think there’s any point in trying any further.”

“…Am I not qualified?”

I shook my head resolutely.

“That’s not it.”

Even though I wasn’t wearing any equipment I passed without a doubt because I was in [Giant] state and made me bleed.

“Then can I follow you on the next expedition?”

“Could you give me some time to think about it?”

“iced coffee! i get it! That should be it. “Can it take 1 minute?”

“…1 minute is too short let’s make it 3 minutes.”

“I can wait that long!! “As you know I have a lot of patience!”

I just let the good points that Einar had subtly appealed pass through my ears and closed my eyes.

Since I made the decision deep down it didn’t take long.

I just wanted to check one more time.

Soon I opened my eyes and stared at Einar.

Although there is no passing necklace in my hand…

“I will ask you to take good care of me in the future.”

“Now wait a minute. That means…”

“It’s as you think.”

Einar Pnelin’s second daughter.

Passed.

***

The reason why Einar was accepted is simple.

It’s not because it brings back happy memories from the time I was controlling Deathfiend…

She decided to look a little further into the future.

‘I have to run two teams starting from the 6th floor anyway.’

On the 6th floor a small clan format is ideal rather than a single team. The size of the monster and the exploration method feel like it would be too much for five people to handle.

At that time I thought it would be reasonable to send either Misha or Einar to another team.

One possibility for growth was certain.

“Ainar did you get an imprint?”

“Not yet. As you know I don’t have any money…”

“I see. “Good job.”

The engraving will tell you the route in detail later….

At this point I concluded the conversation.

Ainar headed to the elder’s tent to pack her things and I waited outside to collect my thoughts.

‘Is it just one wizard now?…’

In fact it was the biggest obstacle in creating the team.

Because all wizards have high standards of opinion.

If you have a low nose bridge there is a high possibility that you are not a proper wizard.

‘I’m already sighing as I think about what to do next.’

Once again I think it was a good decision not to go with the 2-mage structure.

Raven and Ragnar.

There are two wizards I am close with but it wasn’t strange if they both rejected my offer.

While touring the sacred site I was making plans to persuade the two.

A barbarian spotted me and called loudly.

“Bjorn son of Yandel!!”

“Charon son of Tarson?”

“Nice to meet you! But what’s going on here!”

When I told him I had come on business Charon said it was good and asked if I could say a few words to the young warriors.

I thought about it for a moment and said yes.

Wasn’t he in the midst of seriously trying for the position of tribal leader? I have no intention of missing the opportunity to build support.

I think Einar will take some time as well.

“Really! The young warriors will be happy!”

Soon we arrived at a vacant lot following Charon.

There were already dozens of young warriors gathered and as soon as I revealed my name enthusiastic cheers erupted.

“Bjorn son of Yandel!”

“Great warrior!”

“Waaaa!!”

A strange mulberry taste that I felt even though I knew it was thanks to Charon’s brainwashing.

After all am I a man who can’t be helped?

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

For some reason I felt like screaming so I screamed.

Then the baby barbarians followed suit and sang a chorus.

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

The kind of joy I haven’t felt since Einar left the team.

Okay this is it.

I tried to hide my satisfied smile and took on the role of guest lecturer in earnest.

It wasn’t that difficult.

First we had them fight each other like barbarians then walked around and provided unlimited tips on how to destroy the enemy’s head.

And it filled the shortcomings of Charon-style education.

“If you have money start by buying video recording equipment. “It will help you if you are framed as a looter.”

There was no intention to stop the money copying bug created by Charon.

Even in my opinion it seems excessive…

Aren’t they just predators anyway?

It would be good for the world if we died even just a little bit.

“Now then let’s all repeat it together. “What about the good looters?”

“Only dead looters!!!”

“What about the Explorer’s Guild?”

“I don’t believe it!!”

“When did you meet Hans in the labyrinth?”

“No! Go away! “If you don’t want to get lost!”

It was a time when I was engraving in my mind the things I needed to know as a barbarian explorer.

Suddenly a shiver ran down my spine.

‘…Living?’

Soon I stopped teaching and turned back.

Then I saw a barbarian with a familiar face standing right behind me like a ghost.

A large scar on the face.

Long braided beard.

There’s even a distinct sweaty smell as if you haven’t washed in days.

“Bjorn son of Yandel.”

He was a tribal leader.

“I’ve been getting a lot of calls from the guild recently. “It was all your doing?”

I slowly rolled my eyes and checked Charon.

Charon who said that the tribe leader would not come during training time was already walking away from me with a white face.

“Hurry and explain. “Before I misunderstand you.”

Ah uh um….

Nimiral.