Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 20



Episode 20 Lafdonia (4)

“Good job. Then go and see.”

“good bye!”

Erwen prepared to leave quickly without even saying a word of refusal.

It seems like the half-day study session on the ability seemed quite difficult…

“Then I’ll come again!”

Coming again?

Ah I didn’t say that.

“Now you don’t have to take the time to come here.”

“Yes?”

What are you surprised about?

This is natural.

You are not my colleague.

“Don’t you think you’ll need time to get used to your new abilities? “It would be better to spend time more profitably until the labyrinth opens.”

Strictly speaking this all applies to me as well.

Yesterday I set a new goal.

The goal is to become a middle-level explorer and enter the 6th floor.

Therefore there is a lot of work to be done in the future.

First I need to use 1.4 million stones to grow myself.

If possible I would like to receive professional fighting training. Because I am still not able to fully utilize the capabilities of this monstrous body.

You should also build up your common sense and knowledge by reading books and take the time to travel around the city as much as possible to adapt to the prices and culture.

In short unless there is business there is no reason to flirt with Erwen.

“surely! “Is that true though?”

“I think you said you have a younger brother so we meet and spend time together. “Aren’t you going to have to enter the labyrinth again in three weeks?”

“yes….”

Erwen nodded her head with a sour look on her face.

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Is it because I was his first colleague?

He seems to have some strange fantasy about me. Honestly I can even roughly guess what kind of fantasy it will feel like.

But the original business relationship lasts long.

“I plan to stay here forever so if any problems arise feel free to come. “I will help you as much as I can.”

“Oh really?”

“Aren’t we comrades in arms?”

“Hehe that’s right! all right!”

Soon after throwing the carrot Erwen also left with a satisfied look on her face.

It’s still easy to handle.

Now that things have come to this I decided to maintain my friendship with Erwen.

This too must be a connection.

Even if you can’t do it through blood ties you can still develop a delay.

It might be helpful someday.

“…is that too snobbish?”

Well then how about it?

It’s not the time to cover up.

After briefly washing up and coming out I went straight to the library again. Then I received magic from the lame librarian I had seen the day before and read books for about five or six hours.

‘There’s no place that sells things like soup right?’

Although it was a little late I went to a cheap-looking restaurant for lunch and had some stew with a few slices of bread.

The price is 450 stones.

I think it would be more cost-effective to have meals at an inn.

“This is Bjorn son of Yandel the greatest warrior!”

After finishing the meal we visited the Angry Horned Cow Inn where Einar was staying through Susomun.

Surprisingly the place was full of barbarians.

“Are you sure you want to stay here too? Well thought out! “This place only handles 300 stone a day!”

What 300 stone?

I was surprised by the unbelievable price and did a little research and there was a reason.

As soon as you enter the room with five narrow beds a strong smell of sweat that has been brewing for several days hits your nose.

“Are the five of us sharing a room?”

“no! “Ten warriors are with us!”

“…but there are only five beds?”

“You just have to set a certain time and take turns sleeping!”

It wasn’t particularly cheap it was just because several people paid for it.

Well these guys earned 340000 stone at most so they probably had no choice.

“But what’s going on here?”

“We are looking for Pnellin’s third daughter Einar.”

“If it were Ainar Pnelin’s second daughter she went out in the morning!”

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She was also her second daughter.

Don’t change it at the last minute.

Anyway after waiting for about an hour Einar who was out came back.

“Bjorn son of Yandel? “Did something happen?”

Since both are barbarians they spoke bluntly.

“I want to fight you.”

“Are you talking about sparring?”

“Yes.”

Currently I need training.

I have achieved more success in the labyrinth than any other barbarian but I will be no match for them based on pure combat skills alone.

“It’s a little strange.”

Ainar tilted her head.

I don’t think it’s because it’s a difficult request…

“If that’s the case wouldn’t it be okay to just go out to the open space and not have to ask?”

opening?

Soon Ainar led me out through the back door of her inn.

There about a dozen barbarians were already gathered there shaking their fists rolling on the floor and sweating.

Well maybe even blood.

“Hahahaha! “The fist was quite heavy just now!”

“Yours too!”

For some reason it’s been noisy outside since a while ago.

I guess this is just everyday life for them.

The fairies were giggling and talking about what the spirits’ voices were like.

Einar asked while smiling bitterly at the barbarians who were fighting tenaciously as if they were enemies.

“Is there a reason why the other person has to be me?”

Actually that’s not the case.

I just thought that if she was Ainar she would agree to my request. But she’ll look weird now if she says no.

“Because it’s the only one that uses a sword.”

“Do you want to learn how to fight a prosecutor?”

“Yes.”

“If that’s the reason I understand. “I have to go learn how to read in the morning so if you come at this time I will deal with you as much as you want.”

In other words does the schedule become empty starting at 5 p.m.?

From now on I will have to stop by here every day.

“Are you going to start today?”

“Of course.”

After waiting for a while Einar went back to the room and came back with his sword.

“Einar and Bjorn face off!”

As a result other barbarians stopped fighting and began to watch.

Although I came to learn I had no intention of losing in vain so I tightened my grip on my shield and raised the tension.

However the result is…

“Then I’ll go!”

It was developed.

Did it take 3 minutes for me to lose my shield after getting hit so fucking hard?

He fights really well.

Still it was a useful time in many ways.

“Bjorn son of Yandel was not the greatest warrior of all time!!”

“Now Einar is the greatest warrior of all time!!”

“Waaaa!!”

Except for these bastards.

***

How many more times did he get hit after that?

The sky soon became dark.

“Are you going to do more? “I also want to take a break.”

“no. “Today’s sparring will end here.”

The other barbarians had already left the clearing.

After much thought I made a decision.

“Ainar.”

“What’s going on?”

Soon Ainar who was stretching and heading towards the building stops in his tracks.

“Are you planning on entering the labyrinth alone next time?”

“I guess so. Because there is not enough money to build a team. But this time I plan to try the second floor if possible.”

I can feel once again how hardcore the barbarian lives.

Compass and torch.

If you have these two things you can advance to the second floor. However upon first entering you earn money to buy consumables and then use that money to head straight to the next floor…

“It must be difficult alone right?”

“Isn’t there a choice?”

There is no choice….

Maybe this is why the lower floors were crowded with only humans.

People of different races whose taxes are several times higher cannot even pay their first year’s taxes by working on the 1st or 2nd floor.

This is evident just by looking at the Barbarians of the same class.

The guy who earned the most only earned over 40000 stone.

“If you are lucky you may be able to meet other members of your race on the first floor and form a team.”

“I see.”

“So what are you trying to say?”

When the conversation seemed to get longer Einar got straight to the point.

Like a barbarian I spoke bluntly.

“Would you like to be my colleague Einar?”

“colleague?”

“I will bear the cost of forming a team.”

I felt this after sparring a few times today.

Einar is strong.

From what I’ve heard people around him say he seems to be at the top level among his fellow barbarians.

Above all he is also quite smart.

“Thank you for the offer but why?”

You need colleagues anyway.

It’s hard to find a night partner every time but having a partner also increases your profits.

However Einar not only has high combat power but also has the advantage of not having to worry about betrayal due to the nature of the race.

Instead the classes overlap…

Now that Erwen is gone Einar is the best option I can choose.

Of course there was no need for elaborate words.

“I just wanted to do that.”

“I see.”

Einar nodded his head and he immediately made a decision.

“good night. Entering the labyrinth with you a clever warrior is something every warrior wishes for.”

It’s a much more positive response than I expected.

Can I be a little more greedy with this?

“But there is a condition.”

“What is it?”

“As for the ratio I will take 8.”

“…?”

Einar frowns at my bullying.

Could it be that you feel uncomfortable?

I opened my mouth again and continued to explain further.

“Don’t I also pay the cost of forming a team? And I promise. Even if the ratio is small you will be able to make much more money than if you entered the labyrinth alone. Besides I pay for all other consumables—”

“No need to explain any more.”

“…?”

“Even if you say something difficult like the ratio is 8 they won’t understand it anyway. So give it to yourself. “I trust you.”

“…I see.”

I had no choice but to admit that I underestimated the barbarian race too much.

“I will be indebted to you. Bjorn son of Yandel.”

Soon Einar came over and slapped me hard on the back.

It was too heavy to be considered a favor but…

Well it would be better to get used to it quickly.

“I would like to ask you to take care of me.”

I have a trustworthy barbarian companion.

***

The next morning.

I visited the Holy Land with Einar.

A shrine is a kind of communal child care facility.

Barbarians who have left for the city send their children here when they have children. Because they have to be warriors until death they do not have the energy to raise children.

And the barbarians who become adults and leave for the city repeat this process again.

I guess that’s not something to worry about now.

“Bjorn son of Yandel.”

As soon as we arrived the tribal leader came out and welcomed us.

This is why I almost didn’t want to come…

“It’s rare for a departed warrior to come back. “Have you come to learn to read like Ainar Pnelin’s second daughter?”

Kongdak calmed his heart and shook his head.

“Not really. “Tribal leader the reason I came to the sacred place is different.”

“It’s something else…”

The tribal leader looks at me with interest.

Don’t be nervous.

Didn’t you learn the barbarian way of speaking and calling names from Einar in advance?

All you have to do is not make mistakes.

“Tell me what it is.”

I took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

“I want to receive a spirit imprint.”

Different races have their own characteristics.

For example just like fairies deal with spirits and dwarves deal with artifacts.

Barbarians have a ‘spirit imprint’.

It is a growth method that cannot be used in the early stages of the game because it requires a considerable amount of money…

Luckily I ended up with a lot of money over 1 million stones.

So after much thought I decided.

I’m still really scared to stand in front of this fucking tribal leader…

“To be exact I want to receive the ‘immortal imprinting technique.’”

It’s definitely true.

This is the most correct use of money.