Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 192



Episode 192: Biffron (2)

Lafdonia.

It was once just a territory but after the apocalypse arrived survivors from all over the continent gathered and transformed into the world’s only castle the last home of humanity.

This citadel consisted of 14 district cities.

First of all Area 1 the ecliptic Karnon.

It is a place where the royal family nobles and the privileged class reside. The biggest characteristic is that ordinary people cannot even enter unless they have permission to enter.

Zones 2 to 5 Commelby.

It is a commercial zone commonly referred to as a free market.

It is located on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital and all experts who can be called artisans and stores with good sales are concentrated here.

Areas 7-13 Ravigion.

The area that occupies the largest area of ​​the city and is home to as much as 70% of the city’s population.

A common feature is that each area has a dimensional plaza where a portal opens every month.

Lastly District 14 Biffron.

The case is different in many ways from District 6 Gnome Tree which was classified as a special district from the time the city was designed.

It originally belonged to ‘Ravigion’ but is now designated as a no-traffic zone and even the dimension plaza has disappeared.

Drurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The gate there opens.

To add one more inmate.

“What are you doing? “Don’t go in.”

“…is that the end?”

“Didn’t you already hear the explanation? “It doesn’t matter what you do as long as you don’t try to escape.”

The driver who brought me here turned his back as if he didn’t want to stay here any longer.

Coo!

Before long the castle gate closed and only then did I turn around and check my surroundings.

“It’s a concentration camp….”

As it was a place with such a nickname it had a different atmosphere from other ordinary city districts.

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If District 7 where I live is left abandoned for over a hundred years will it feel exactly like this?

The old buildings have not been maintained at all and are broken here and there and the exterior walls are full of dirt marks and graffiti.

Distance is also not much different.

Things like waste materials are piled up haphazardly.

‘Well do I have to spend 20 days here?’

I didn’t want to just sit still in front of the castle gate so I just walked down the street.

I could feel the watchful gaze everywhere.

These were the looks sent by the residents of this area who wore shabby clothes on their skinny bodies with bare bones exposed.

No should I say inmate?

Eat.

For some reason I laughed.

What would it be like if you were Lee Han-soo a modern man of the 21st century?

I’m sure just looking at him would have made him feel intimidated.

Because the eyes were full of greed beyond rejecting strangers. I’m sure he couldn’t say a word and was in a hurry to find a place to hide.

but….

“What are you trying to do?”

Now I am a barbarian of this era with a muscular body over 2m tall and armed with heavy armor.

Even if dozens of people attack you you are confident that you will be able to turn them into watermelon porridge within a few minutes.

“Behel—laaaaaaa!!!”

With such confidence I let out [Wild Eruption] and the residents who were hiding and watching me started walking down the path they were taking with their eyes closed as if they had seen a ghost.

“It’s okay! “I won’t eat you!!”

When I saw that I laughed exaggeratedly and continued on my way.

“Why is that author suddenly making noises….”

“…He must not be a normal person since he crawled all the way here.”

“You’re crazy. “It would be best not to get too close.”

Such words could be faintly heard everywhere.

It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for.

I don’t want to be bothered by getting caught in a fly for no reason.

‘This makes me feel like I’m in a beginner’s field.’

I was quite worried because it was a place called a lawless zone.

No to be exact Misha did that.

But now I am convinced.

A lawless zone is a place where the strongest are inherently superior and in some cases it may be more comfortable than a society where laws exist.

‘You can just think of it as taking a good rest.’

The Barbarian’s body which is sensitive to providence has already noticed.

I don’t think I’ll ever be uncomfortable here.

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It was a time when I was walking aimlessly and looking around.

“hey. New guy!”

A kid who looked about ten years old boldly blocked my path.

I first asked to confirm.

“Did you follow me from the castle gate?”

“no? “Did you just see it?”

“But how did you know I was new?”

“Because I saw it for the first time today. As soon as people like you arrive rumors spread.”

This answer is quite understandable when you look at the people around you.

“Tell me your business.”

I spoke while keeping my voice low being conscious of my surroundings.

However perhaps because the kid was strong he did not avoid my gaze and said what he wanted to say clearly.

“If it’s the first day you haven’t even found a place to sleep yet right? I will guide you. Even so I am a native born and raised here.”

Simply put it means providing guidance.

Of course it won’t be free.

I wouldn’t have mustered up the courage to stand in front of a large barbarian just to serve.

“What is the pay?”

“Please give me 100 stones.”

A small amount of money that makes you wonder if you missed one zero.

“good night. Please guide me.”

I coolly agreed and the kid took the lead saying he would take me to the best place in the area.

I followed the kid and asked him various questions.

I read a few books about Biffron at the library but it would be arrogant to say that I know everything about this place.

First of all personal curiosity.

“Were you born here?”

“yes.”

“What about your parents?”

“He passed away.”

“Besides were your parents born here like you?”

The kid didn’t seem to want to answer but she had no choice but to kneel down in front of Jawon.

“I’ll give you 100 more stones.”

“…Only my mother. “I heard your father came from outside.”

“For what crime?”

“…I am guilty of possessing and distributing seditious books. “I’m sure you’ll be asked again so I told you in advance that it was a book about whether taxes paid to the royal family are fair.”

“He was a thinker.”

It wasn’t that surprising.

The nickname ‘camp’ given to Bifron was created when those who spread negative comments about the royal family were expelled.

Are you that dissatisfied?

Then try living in a place where God’s protection cannot reach.

Roughly speaking this is the banishment of this logic but it was a very smart move from the royal family’s point of view.

While driving out reactionaries we can prove the legitimacy of the royal family more clearly than anything else.

There is much more to be gained than hanging.

“How old are you?”

“I’m eleven.”

“I guess I can leave in three years.”

“If you succeed in verifying your credentials.”

I tilted my head.

“Credentials? “I heard you can go out when you turn fourteen?”

“You heard only half of it correctly. Relief is available only to a very small number of people who have shown qualifications in any field. I said what field it is but in reality most of them are aimed at explorers. “It’s a lot easier and you get a lot of money…”

“Are you aiming to be an explorer too?”

“no. “I am a scholar.”

A scholar…

For some reason he spoke so coherently that it seems he never gave up on learning even in this environment.

“You’re an explorer right? “How did you end up here?”

Soon the kid asked me a question as well.

It seemed like she didn’t feel it was fair for her to be the only one answering.

“I’ll tell you if I get paid 100 stone less.”

“It’s not that much money….”

“An explorer is one who does not lose even a small amount of money.”

“Oh so that means you’re an explorer right?”

It’s a prank that’s too cute to be said to have been pulled.

However the kid seemed to have belatedly thought that she might be harmed by me and the kid spoke quickly.

“great. I’ll take less. So tell me why you are here.”

“I made a minor mistake in the city. “They told me to live here for 20 days and then come back.”

“20 days….”

Was it an infinitely short period of time for someone who grew up here his whole life?

The kid was silent for a moment chewing his lip.

And she asked one more thing.

“What grade was your uncle?”

Personal information that I don’t really want to answer.

“I guess that wasn’t the question? It was 100 stones. So please answer any questions I ask from now on.”

Like a cowardly adult he dismissed it firmly and changed the subject.

Topics that are difficult to experience through books alone such as Bifron’s prices and social structure.

The little girl answered every question without much difficulty as she was a native but there was one thing that impressed her a little.

The source of food.

“The royal family provides food rations every month?”

“yes. Even so the powerful take it all and use it as if they had power.”

It’s probably a good thing that the kid is talking about a group of thugs.

Since we are born as humans there are bound to be ups and downs on the floor.

What caught my attention was another part.

“The more I think about it the more contradictory it is.”

“yes?”

“It’s nothing.”

For some reason I’m a little more interested in Biffron.

Does it feel like there is something more interesting hidden in the fact that one of the city areas that was fine in the game has turned into this?

“I’ve arrived.”

Afterwards as we walked down the street and talked some more we arrived at the inn the kid had mentioned.

The first floor is a bar and the second floor serves as lodging a type of store commonly found anywhere in this city.

Are these stores usually run by gangs of thugs?

‘They said it was the best place.’

I grinned opened the door to the inn that looked like it was infested with bugs and went inside.

Kiiiiig.

Surprisingly there were quite a few people inside.

Strong men and women drinking alcohol while wearing shabby clothes.

rattle.

As the rusty paper shook with a crunching sound everyone in the room turned their attention to me.

The emotions contained in the gaze were diverse.

Vigilance perplexity curiosity greed.

For now I completely ignored it and approached the counter.

“Owner how much does it cost here per night?”

“50 stones.”

As expected the price seems to be missing one zero this time.

“How about a meal?”

“250 stones.”

“250 stones….”

From my perspective both are nothing more than a small amount of money but when I actually experienced it I felt the difference from the outside world.

The cost of food is five times more expensive than the cost of housing.

Prices are unimaginable in Lafdonia where housing shortages are severe.

“Make it a day and go.”

“What about meals?”

“Give it to me right away.”

“Pay in advance.”

I soon paid 300 stone including the room fee and sat down.

“Then I’ll just go. mister.”

“I haven’t even received the money yet?”

“Oh that’s right!”

I gave 1000 stones to the kid who looked like he was sorry.

“I don’t have any money to give you back…”

“I have some change so come and sit next to me.”

“yes?”

“Please keep me company until the meal comes.”

The kid who was looking at me with strange eyes gathered his thoughts for a moment and sat down. And he answered every single question I asked.

Time passed like that.

“This is the food I ordered.”

The food I was waiting for came out.

A diet that contains no meat at all and consists only of bread and white soup-like soup.

“I’ll stop then…”

I caught the kid who was trying to get up.

“Sit down.”

“yes? “I’m sure it’s only until the food comes out….”

Does that barbarian really look like an asshole?

I spoke again in a high-handed manner putting my life on the line.

“Sit down.”

The kid feeling the heavy air closed his mouth and sat back down.

I pretended not to but I could feel myself shaking from afar.

I took a large spoonful of soup.

and….

“Eat.”

“yes?”

“Eat.”

“Thank you but I’m not hungry….”

Yeah that’s how it comes out right?

“If you eat it I’ll give you 10000 stones.”

I made the kid an offer he couldn’t refuse.

So what choice will this guy make?

The answer was really simple.

“…please save me.”

As a kid born and raised in a terrible environment he was quick-witted.

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There were two reasons why I was able to see through the kid’s trick.

[Did they follow you from the castle gate?]

[no? Did you just see it?]

The first kid calmly answered a lie to the question asked for confirmation.

Well it’s a lie. I did a good job not to show it but…

Because I am somewhat confident in my memory.

From the moment the gate first opened the guy had been chatting nearby.

[Please give me 100 stones.]

I asked too conscientiously for the second amount of money.

This is a very strange thing.

Isn’t it normal to be full of thoughts about what to do even if you only go to tourist destinations? But not only this kid but even the inn owner had no intention of rip off me.

Of course it could just be a coincidence but…

“…please save me.”

Instead of eating the kid fell on her knees.

I wasn’t surprised because I had expected it.

Has it been a day or two since the work of these people lacked originality?

‘If you’re going to stab that person in the back why don’t you do it at least a little bit.’

I got up and overturned the table that I wasn’t going to eat even if it was given to me.

Originally I was going to ask who the accomplice was but…

Because I don’t think that’s necessary.

“Stop moving.”

I said while looking at the guys slowly walking towards the entrance door.

A long-awaited attempt at friendly conversation.

However unfortunately the four men and women including the owner instead accelerated their speed and were busy running away.

“Damn it!”

“Jump!!”

Looking back I clicked my tongue bitterly.

No I wonder if that will work.

“Ahh!”

First she picked up her little one with one hand.

Then she quickly came out turned on [Giant] as if it were a series of natural processes and then kicked her off the ground and [jumped] high.

Kwaaaaaaaaaa!

A body that instantly crosses dozens of meters and crashes into the ground. Due to the effect of [rebound] the bouncing bodies of the man and woman rose in the air.

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

When [Wild Eruption] was used next the four people couldn’t even think about getting up and running away.

Kwasik.

All four of them crushed one foot to prevent them from escaping.

Broad daylight.

It was something that happened in the middle of the street but who knows. Isn’t this a lawless zone anyway?

There are no guards who will come running just because you used this ability in the first place.

“Ahhhh!!!”

Did he come to his senses only then?

Among the four a man with a rat-like appearance shouted like a macro.

“Ooh we are part of the Western Union!”

The Western Union is one of the four gangster groups that split Bifron.

The boss kid is an explorer?

So the grade…

“Hey if you just let us go we won’t retaliate for this—”

what.

Kwasik.

Because it was noisy I crushed the other foot as well.

Then did it become even more desperate?

“Wow our boss is a level 6 explorer!!”

Even though he was screaming in pain he shouted loudly.

He had no choice but to tilt his head.

“Our boss? “What does that mean?”

When I asked him a question this time he tilted his head.

An expression that says I can’t understand what they’re saying. I smiled kindly and bent down to stroke the man’s head.

“From now on I will be your boss.”

I’ve always wanted to have a subordinate at least once.