Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 203



Episode 203: Blessing (3)

Dragon’s Blessing.

One of the few characteristics that made the dragon race a fraudulent race. However unlike the saying this blessing can also be engraved on other races.

However I have received this less than ten times in the game.

I had to build up a certain amount of friendship with the Balaur and complete the Hidden Quest to get through it.

‘If I had chosen a dwarf I didn’t get along with I wouldn’t have even tried.’

Of course I am a barbarian and not a dwarf but I had actually given up on the ‘blessing’.

The conditions for the ‘Hidden Quest’ itself are at an insane level but after looking into it the ‘Hidden Quest’ itself has disappeared in today’s era.

150 years have passed in the game world.

In the history book it was written that the problem that had been the bane of the Yongin tribe had already been solved by a hero.

‘Wait a minute if you can do it this way doesn’t that mean you can’t do other things at all?’

I organized my thoughts by thinking of some hidden pieces that had already been blocked. Maybe it would be possible to get them through another route.

No that’s not true either.

In the game it was completely blocked by the system.

For example…

“I’m just telling you just in case it’s not allowed to choose multiple items. “As a barbarian your body won’t be able to withstand it.”

“What does it mean when your body can’t handle it?”

“Literally. asleep.”

Well this doesn’t work.

I thought he would try if I forced him to but I had no intention of being that stubborn.

Isn’t the cost my life?

It is said that among the Yongin tribe there are only a few people except Mr. Yong who have two or more blessings engraved on them.

This means that it puts a strain on the body.

“So what is the decision? “I can give you more time if you want.”

“No it’s okay. Let’s do this.”

I shook my head and grinned.

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That’s because the decision was made before I arrived.

Sea Dragon’s Blessing.

First of all this is definitely not the case.

Although MP is an important resource if you allocate it well and hunt you will never feel lacking.

It’s not like I’m a magician in the first place.

All you need is enough.

In that sense….

Volcanic Dragon’s Blessing.

This isn’t bad.

As the combination of skills is matched performance enhancement will not stop at 30% but will show more than that.

but.

“I will receive the Earth Dragon’s blessing.”

I ultimately decided that it was better to raise stats rather than skills.

The reason is simple.

Anyway many of my skills are based on stats. If the stats increase by 20% the skill performance will also be strengthened accordingly.

“Good choice. “Are you still conscious of that guy?”

Uncle Yong nodded at my choice.

They seemed to think that I chose this because I was conscious of being a dragon slayer but I just said that was the case.

It’s not like I actually didn’t have any thoughts about it.

[Silence of the soul]

Dragon Slayer Regal Vagos’s cursed dragon reduces MP to zero making it impossible to use skills.

So I had to fight him with my bare body.

However if you ask whether this is the main factor in choosing it is not.

The Earth Dragon has a hidden effect.

‘But there’s no way they wouldn’t know that…’

I narrowed my eyes at Mr. Dragon and the kid.

I didn’t feel particularly sad.

Because I a member of another race would have no sense of loyalty to tell me that.

I don’t need that kind of consideration in the first place.

“Then that’s it. “I will make room for you.”

After the decision was made Mr. Yong left the place.

With a happy smile.

“Spend quality time with my daughter.”

No that sounds weird.

***

After Mr. Yong left.

Me and her little one talked until nightfall. The main topic was my explorations so far.

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“Do I really need to talk about myself?”

“It’s better that way. Didn’t I tell you before? They say there is power in words. “It is easy for me to feel your wavelength as it is the path you have walked.”

“If that’s the case.”

I also thought it would be easier this way than having a big party without saying anything so I told my story while filtering out some of the unnecessary details.

Although it has been less than a year since I became an explorer there was more to talk about than I thought.

Is that why?

“It’s getting late now is it still far away?”

We ate and talked along the way and before we knew it it was already evening.

But wasn’t it enough to engrave a blessing yet?

“…Not yet. Because your wavelength is strangely difficult to read. Yes that’s right… So hurry up and say what you’ve been saying.”

“How much did I say?”

“Doppelganger forest. “I even mentioned that I encountered other explorers and noticed that among them were people from the underground city.”

We came here in broad daylight and talked all day and we have already reached our latest journey.

When this is over there’s nothing left to talk about.

I was a little worried but when I was honest fortunately it seemed like there was no need to read the wavelength any further.

“Well I think this is enough.”

“What do you mean?”

“Follow me. “Now I’m going to engrave a blessing on your body.”

I followed the kid inside the room and saw a cave hidden behind a thin cloth.

It’s a cave connected to the wall of the building…

‘It feels like we’re doing some kind of exploration.’

Soon after walking beyond the cave for a few minutes a space that appeared to be about 10 pyeong appeared.

A communal room with a bed and some furniture.

Jewels embedded in the ceiling gave off soft light and smoke giving the feeling of a magical space.

“Now lie down here.”

“The bed is too small for me to lie down on.”

“….”

“Just lie down on the floor.”

As I lay down on the floor coolly like a barbarian the kid laughed and started preparing to engrave a blessing on my body.

It didn’t take long.

Although it takes the form of a tattoo the core of the blessing is ultimately the special ability the shaman possesses.

“Where should I engrave it?”

“How big is it?”

“This much.”

The little girl opened her palm wide and showed it to me.

She was much smaller than I thought.

“Does the location matter?

“Yeah that doesn’t matter. But why?”

“I wanted to engrave it in a place that wouldn’t normally be seen.”

First of all isn’t it a blessing from other races?

If you get caught by barbarians before you become a tribal leader and change the conservative clan’s rules you’ll be in big trouble.

“…A place that cannot be seen?”

As if something had occurred to her the child’s gaze naturally moved to one place.

And she looked embarrassed.

“I think it might be a bit difficult there….”

I followed the kid’s gaze lowered her head and sincerely frowned.

No crazy. Who got a tattoo there?

“…I can do it if it’s about the size of your butt.”

what.

“Okay do it here.”

I said the part I had in mind from the beginning.

“sole of the foot? Oh I see…”

This world is close to Western culture.

This means that since you can wear shoes even indoors you almost never have to take them off.

The kid who had a satisfied look on his face expressed a question.

“But can’t you just put a small engraving between the tattoos? I don’t think it will be noticeable at all. “I heard you always wear armor on top?”

“The shaman will notice.”

“Oh I guess so.”

Of course if you look at the shaman’s personality you won’t have anything to say about this.

But I want to hide it as much as possible.

There’s no telling what will happen next and there’s something strangely suspicious about the shaman.

“Then that’s it. “Can we start soon?”

“Of course.”

“It’s going to hurt quite a bit.”

“It’s okay so please finish it quickly.”

Despite the kid’s warning I wasn’t too worried.

Well is it going to hurt as much as the spirit imprint?

Even if I am of the type that does not have pain tolerance I am not afraid.

“I am a barbarian.”

Barbarian.

A being that always moves forward after struggle.

“Hmm really?”

The kid laughed meaningfully and then pulled out a pure white flame above his index finger.

and….

Cheeeeeeeek!

I said holding out the flames with the soles of my feet.

“You can make noise.”

Oh really?

“The Earth Dragon’s blessing resides in the character’s soul.”

“All additional abilities increase by 20%.”

I shouted with all my might.

“Kwaaaaaa!!”

This is not the time to worry about barbarian respect.

***

「Bjorn Yandel」

Level: 5

Physical: 555 / Spirit: 198 / Ability: 191

Item Level: 3068

Total Combat Index: 1907.6 (New +176.6)

Essence obtained: Corpse Golem – Rank 7 / Orc Hero – Rank 5 / Ogre – Rank 3 / Manticore – Rank 5

***

The process of engraving the Earth Dragon’s blessing on the sole of the foot was short.

Did it take about 3 minutes?

Compared to spirit imprinting which takes up to several hours it can be said that it is only a moment.

However in the end the time consumed was similar.

I lost my mind as soon as it ended.

“Are you awake?”

When I slowly open my eyes I see a kid sitting against the wall and reading a book.

“…I guess I fell asleep for a moment.”

“You didn’t faint?”

“….”

“It’s really funny.”

I put the kid’s ridicule aside and checked the time first.

9 am.

Before I knew it it was time to start a new day.

“Drink.”

After drinking the water the kid gave him he got up.

Although I was very tired mentally I felt great vitality in my body.

Even though my abilities have increased by 20% I can’t help but feel it.

I’m already looking forward to it.

Excluding the corpse golem isn’t there only three essences of level 5 or higher?

Just by filling this position your abilities will increase as much as by eating one high-grade essence.

“Little one.”

“It’s Penitas Eauros.”

I don’t want to be called a kid is this it?

“Yes Penitasaurus.”

Even though he recited the name as he wanted there was something strange about it.

Is this a person’s name or a dinosaur’s name?

“…Just call it Pen.”

“That’s right Pen. “Anyway is it all over now?”

“huh. Luckily it ended well. But just in case come back later when you have time. “This is my first time doing this to another race so there may be side effects.”

“Okay when I have time.”

“Come on your own. “I already told my dad.”

After giving me a general understanding I came out of the cave with Pen. And in order to return I asked for Mr. Yong’s location.

“When my dad first came he said he would go there. “Would you like me to give you some guidance?”

“I can go there on my own.”

After receiving guidance training from Rottmiller I am confident that I can memorize the route.

Therefore the car is slowly leaving this place.

“sorry.”

I heard words from behind me.

“huh?”

“I’m sorry. “Yesterday… I’ll be honest and say I was ugly.”

I chuckled.

I’m not sure if this is an apology or another argument but…

Like an adult I decided to just point out the facts.

“It’s not ugly.”

“what?”

“I am handsome like a man.”

Fenn looked at me intently and nodded his head slightly.

“…okay.”

It seems that they succeeded in instilling a correct sense of aesthetics before the time of the world was lost.

“See you later. “I’ll tell you something new then.”

“…huh.”

Afterwards I said goodbye to Pen and went to see Mr. Yong.

And after handing over the dragon sword he returned to the sewer where he originally came from through Yongeon.

The familiar smell of sewage that makes the taste of rice disappear.

I thought for a moment whether I should just go back and sleep but then I hurried away.

‘It’s connected to the real city.’

As I heard from Amelia I took the secret passage and an exit leading to the city appeared.

District 8 is located next to District 7 where I live.

Originally I was going to meet Misha and Einar and hear about their current situation but…

It’s quite tiring to do that.

‘I’ll be able to see you in a few days anyway….’

I covered my face with the hood I had prepared bought the skewers that Squidward had ordered and then came back.

“These are the skewers from the store you mentioned. Like a man I asked for the spiciest flavor.”

“….”

“Why aren’t you saying anything? “Aren’t you happy?”

“…I’m glad.”

“The sound is quiet.”

“I’m happy!!!”

Squidward is overjoyed to make it worth his while to bring his tired body.

Seeing this also saved me an hour.

Since I was warned that it could come at any time Bifron will not return to its previous self overnight without me.

“Are you crying by any chance?”

“The skewers are spicy… that’s right.”

“Tsk. “My hair falls out because I cry so easily.”

“yes….”

“I’m going to sleep now so don’t wake me up.”

As soon as I got back I spent almost the entire day sleeping and from then on I rested well as if I was enjoying my last vacation.

So time passed and the day finally came.

“Behel—laaaaaaa!!!!!”

The end of a seemingly short yet long exile.

Receiving a warm send-off from all the gathered gang members I headed towards the city wall. And I also had time to say goodbye to Squidward.

“I’ll come visit you sometime.”

“yes! “I’m waiting for you!”

Still unlike the first day Squidward seems to have gathered his mentality a lot.

After re-emphasizing that we should keep the secret passage to ourselves I called out the guards on the castle wall.

“Bjorn son of Yandel. “It’s confirmed.”

I soon entered the checkpoint and went through a simple ID verification process and once that was over the guard opened the gate on the other side of the double-door structure.

“There is a message left by the knight of Mozlan. “I’m telling you not to cause an accident next time.”

What is an accident?

Because of their circumstances I’m stuck here with a problem that will end in a fine. I grunted as I walked out into the city and took a deep breath.

Would you say that the air feels different somewhere?

Strangely enough the sunlight feels warm today.

‘…But why is there no one?’

After returning to the city after 20 days of exile I stood silently on the street for a while.

Several minutes passed and no colleague showed up.

Well I was hoping they would at least come out to meet me.

‘Well you probably didn’t know when it was coming out.’

I quickly grabbed a carriage and moved to the inn.

And as soon as I arrived I knocked on Misha’s room.

Bang bang!

No matter how many times I knocked the door wouldn’t open.

I couldn’t even hear anyone inside.

‘what? ‘Did you go out?’

Maybe he was going to pick me up but our paths diverged.

This was the car I was thinking about.

Suddenly.

The visit was held.

It was Einar’s room not Misha’s.

“Bjorn…!!!!”

Einar who has just woken up urgently greets me.

Somehow a sense of heterogeneity bloomed.

‘what?’

At first it was an act of unconsciousness but I was soon able to find out the cause of the feeling of strangeness.

If Misha is coming to meet me there is no way Einar will be left here alone.

Because I would have brought it with you.

“why…! “Why did you come so late!!”

“Just calm down and talk.”

Suppressing my growing anxiety I first asked the whole story.

“Misha…! Misha has been kidnapped!!”

Something went wrong while I was away.