Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 207



Episode 207: A Moment (3)

Most bars in this city double as lodging facilities.

That means.

“Do you want to just go upstairs and see Lee Neung for a moment?”

This means taking a room and showing off your talents.

Actually this wasn’t a strange thing as there have been cases like this in the past.

but….

“I don’t think that will work.”

“…yes?”

Looking at Erwen who was embarrassed I firmly refused.

“It’s late isn’t it? “I have to go home.”

There’s a cat waiting for me.

“Show me later when you get a chance.”

“Ah… yes!”

I know myself well.

As a gamer who is more interested in this world than anyone else it is obvious that if I discovered this ability I would stay up until tomorrow morning experimenting with various things.

“Ah are you here?”

Soon after I parted ways with Erwen and arrived home Misha who was reading a cookbook in the living room came up to me and sniffed me.

“I guess I drank less than I thought?”

“I don’t really want to drink.”

“Hmm really?”

Even though I haven’t committed a crime I feel uncomfortable making eye contact for some reason.

Is it because you didn’t tell me you were meeting Erwen?

Well that seems to be the reason but I can’t help it because I think she would have hated it if I had told her that we were meeting.

I naturally changed the topic.

“Anyway what about Einar?”

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“I’m sleeping in my room.”

“…I see. “You too go to bed quickly.”

After that short conversation Misha stopped me as I was heading upstairs.

“Go sit over there for a moment.”

Could it be that they got caught?

“It’s good for your body to relax and sleep before going to bed. “It’s nothing special I’ll just make you some simple stew.”

“Ah… thank you.”

First I did as I was told and sat down at the kitchen table.

Misha put on her apron and started cooking and I watched in silence.

“….”

Her tail was moving.

Softly softly.

As if something bad had happened.

The worries didn’t last long.

“I came to meet Erwen today.”

Before she missed the golden time she confessed honestly.

“…okay?”

The answer was a bit late but the voice didn’t seem surprised.

“…Are you by any chance angry?”

Misha chuckled at my question.

“…What is anger? “You have to be a partner for something like that too.”

Misha said and threw the pot full of stew into her trash can.

A situation where words and actions do not match.

“Why is that…?”

“Oh the seasoning wasn’t right.”

“Is that so?”

“Just wait I’ll boil it again.”

Soon Misha cooked a new stew and served it to her table. And she said she was a little tired so she went up to her room first.

‘…What was that just now?’

Although she felt strange she ate the stew from the bowl. As always the stew was prepared just right for my taste and went down without any side dishes.

Misha failed to season her?

‘That can’t be possible.’

After finishing my meal I roughly put away my dishes and opened the trash can.

and….

“….”

I froze in a daze holding the trash can lid.

‘…Good to be honest.’

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The stew that went into the trash can was full of carrots.

He already knew.

Everything from the time he came up next to me and sniffed me to who I was meeting today.

***

Time is like running water.

You can’t stretch out your hand to stop it and you can’t reverse what has already happened.

So we only have one choice.

Getting on the boat called life and somehow rowing towards the goal.

‘Okay let’s start today too.’

After getting out of bed I took a moment to motivate myself by looking in the mirror.

This is your know-how as a gamer.

I have to do something like this so I don’t get tired of repeating quests.

“Bjorn… are you awake? Then you wake up Einar instead of me.”

“I get it.”

My daily routine has been the same every day so far that it can be called a repetitive quest.

I woke up at 7 a.m. ate a meal prepared by Misha with Einar and prepared to go out.

“Are you going to the library again today?”

“Why do you want to go together?”

“No that’s okay. “I’m going to take Einar to the training camp later.”

After breakfast Misha and Einar go to the training center where they bought their monthly passes to relax and I go straight to the library.

“Are you coming to see that book today too?”

“Ah it was more fun than I thought.”

“Hehe thank you. “I thought that would be the case so I took it out in advance.”

Recently I have been reading a series of long novels.

It was recommended by Ragnar and it was much more fun than I expected.

Perhaps because it is set in a labyrinth the content is informative.

‘Well the characters are all nice so it’s not realistic.’

Still if you think of it as a novel it’s not so much that it can’t be endured.

Honestly this is good entertainment right?

The problem in this world is that there are not many hobbies worth enjoying other than drinking and having fun.

“Then good luck.”

As always around 1 o’clock I close the book I was reading leave the library and have lunch.

The menu is a meat lunch box prepared by Misha.

If you sit at the fountain and just forget about something it will be time to meet Rotmiller.

“It’s late today. “About 30 seconds.”

“….”

“To be a good guide you must understand the weight of time. “It’s late today so I’ll start class right away.”

It has already been more than half a year since I received training as an explorer from Rotmiller.

To be honest I thought it would be over in a month or two.

Rottmiller’s knowledge is like the ocean. No matter how much you learn things you don’t yet know keep coming out.

“It looks like you have all the basics now so let’s move on to the more advanced courses.”

“Anyway what happened to what I said yesterday?”

“You mean to open a training center?”

“okay.”

It was Rotmiller who first mentioned the training center.

But the more I receive training from this guy the more I have a feeling that if I open a training center it will be a big hit.

A guiding skill that can be learned even if you don’t have good ears like a fairy or a bad nose like a beastman or even if you aren’t born with the guiding ability.

The essence of Rotmiller the master of hard work.

This alone is attractive but even because this guy started from scratch his teaching skills are top-notch.

‘But this guy has no idea of ​​his own worth.

Honestly I wonder why they aren’t doing it yet.

Unlike the dwarf’s blacksmith shop there’s almost no initial capital right?

“Think about it seriously. “Have you been playing around for more than a few months since then?”

“It’s not about playing it’s about having time for discipline that you haven’t been able to do before.”

“Then wouldn’t it be better to do more? “Sometimes you learn while teaching.”

“That’s… hard to deny. “In fact I learned quite a few new things while teaching you.”

“So what is the answer?”

“I still don’t feel like it.”

I licked my appetite without noticing it.

It seems that Rottmiller is not happy with the idea of ​​retiring from active duty…

“okay? Let me know when you decide. “I will help.”

“Anyway thank you for your words.”

“It’s not just empty words it’s true.”

In fact he had already made a rough plan.

First of all in the beginning we rented a training center and used it as a teaching center and marketed it to human children who wanted to become explorers.

Once you become established you will also place advertisements in the explorer guild and run a separate class exclusively for explorers.

I guess it will make more money that way.

Of course it will take a considerable amount of time to settle in but…

‘Rotmiller is a human being.’

Humans pay less taxes.

Once you settle down there will be no problem in making a living for the rest of your life as long as you earn a certain amount of profit.

‘Well if this guy says he won’t do it it’s over.’

If capital is an issue I am willing to invest to some extent. The concept of stocks is still unfamiliar but it is not a concept that does not exist in this world.

It’s perfect for financial investment….

“I’ve finished everything I’m going to teach you today.”

Anyway after a few hours of training today’s class came to an end.

The time at that time was about 8 o’clock.

Is it because it is an in-depth course? The explanation was longer than usual so it ended about an hour later.

“Then tomorrow… no I won’t be able to come tomorrow.”

“Let’s take it easy and see you in three days.”

“That’s right. “I’m going to take care of myself this time too.”

Anyway the day’s work ends here.

In the evening there are many times when the entire team gathers together to have a drink and listen to industry trends while drinking with explorers introduced by the dwarf or Mr. Bear…

I don’t have any plans today.

Since I have already completed my special routine every midnight on the 15th my next schedule is completely empty.

It’s really been a long time since I had my own time.

‘Should we go to the library again? Or should I go to the training center and relax?’

I was a little worried but on the way home I went into a random bar and ordered a drink by myself.

Yes sometimes there have to be days like this.

“Big.”

I took a sip of the lukewarm beer and cleared the thoughts floating around in my head.

‘There’s really nothing worth saying these days.’

Daily life which runs like a treadmill is not boring.

To be honest it is comfortable and enjoyable.

But on the contrary my anxiety grows.

Because I know that these dream-like days can’t last forever.

‘…Do you think it’s still okay though? There wasn’t much to say at the round table.’

The round table meeting I attended two weeks ago was not much different from before.

As I was spitting out information while holding my weight as usual everyone looked at me with awe and looked at me with awe and I pretended to be bored and listened to the information the members were saying.

That was all that happened that day.

Not only did no one bring any interesting information that would have caught my interest but the meeting itself ended in two sessions.

‘ah. ‘Isn’t there anything strange at all?’

Still if I were to pick out something unique about this rally there is one thing.

A clown.

[Then see you next month. Fish sit.]

At the end of the rally the clown was the first to say hello.

Not to me but to other members.

In a tone that sounds a bit meaningful.

‘Does this mean that something interesting will happen the next time I see you?’

Well no matter how much I think about it I’m not sure.

It could be a simple whim.

In the first place a clown is that kind of character and I’m not a prophet or a mind reader.

‘I’ll try to get up soon.’

After sitting alone in a bar for about an hour I got up and headed home.

When we arrived the Geundil sisters had already returned from the training center and were arguing.

Well to be exact it was closer to a one-sided scolding.

“Ainar! Didn’t I tell you to put your laundry in one place? “Do you think you can become a great warrior like this?”

“Well… I was planning on doing it later! I really didn’t mean to not do it! “It’s not even that it’s annoying!”

“This is the last time. If you do this again you’ll take care of it… Oh Bjorn. Are you here now? “What about dinner?”

“Not yet.”

I drank alcohol but I deliberately didn’t order any snacks.

“okay? I’ll prepare it for you in a moment so go and wash up first. hey! Einar! Where are you going now? “I’m not finished talking yet!”

“Tsk! “Did you get caught?”

Afterwards she went to the bathroom to wash up leaving behind Ainar who was scolded by Misha and when she came out her table was richly prepared.

It’s probably going to be hard to prepare and eat like this tomorrow so I guess I paid more attention than usual.

“Thank you always. “Misha.”

“What’s new….”

After eating we spent time until late at night playing card games that Misha bought from her market.

Well it’s better to sleep late today anyway.

“The sun is slowly rising.”

“Next time I think it would be a good idea to invite Uragburak and Aruru to play together!”

“Are you going to keep saying strange things? Arurung doesn’t know but Abman should stay home. “There’s her wife too.”

“Then why not ask her wife to come too!”

What are you saying kid?

If I left it alone it seemed like a pointless argument would start so I stepped in and sorted it out.

“Okay now go to sleep. “If possible wake up as late as possible.”

The labyrinth opens tomorrow night.

***

“I entered the crystal cave on the first floor.”

***

Darkness where it is difficult to see even an inch ahead.

Considering that we had just entered the labyrinth this was probably an obvious abnormality but no one panicked.

This has already happened several times since then.

“Re-eight.”

A light sphere of subtle brightness rises above your head and brightens your vision. The first thing I saw was a hierarchical monument located on a dead-end wall.

“We arrived properly this time too. “Can we think of this as a law rather than a special phenomenon?”

A dimensional instability bug with a 100% success rate.

As always Raven went first and placed his hand on the headstone.

Is it true that the magic flow structure when a portal is created is so unique that you can’t get a feel for it after just seeing it once or twice?

Of course I don’t know where to use it.

Is it useful?

“The portal has been opened for the first time. EXP +2」

Anyway as we entered through the portal we were greeted by the unique dull air and ground.

Shit.

“You have entered the beast’s den on the second floor.”

Even if it happens does it happen here?

“What are you going to do Mr. Yandel?”

“…going down again.”

I have been taking Rottmiller’s classes for over half a year but there is still no answer here.

There are so many crossroads and the rules are complicated.

This is a class where even Rotmiller was able to break through using his sense of smell and even told me that it would be better to give up.

“Then again the Goblin Forest?”

What can I say?

After coming back down to the first floor we headed to the goblin forest which we used the most. It’s not that difficult to find your way through the Land of the Dead or the Rocky Desert but…

Still this route is the fastest.

“Maybe they too can get the public value of opening the portal. “We will move quickly so follow us carefully.”

I took out my compass and began to find my way.

I left the dark zone without getting lost even once and then took the shortest route crossing the border between the dark zone and the general area.

There was no need to ask Mr. Bear for directions to the portal.

Now that you have mastered the Crystal Cave.

Trudging.

A little over two hours had passed since entering the labyrinth.

“Mr. Yandel.”

Raven stopped me aboard the Einar.

“Well something is strange.”

“…Is that strange?”

“Magic power is swirling in the center. “It’s as if dozens of people used magic together…”

Joint magic refers to a method of linking the unique magic power of wizards to use high-level magic or amplify the power of specific magic.

For reference it is often used in large-scale raids.

But it wasn’t enough that it was used on the first floor….

“…black magic. “I can also feel the energy of cursed magic power.”

Even black magic is being used.

The situation is not serious.

“…I guess it’s Noark right?”

“yes. “It is common knowledge that there are quite a few warlocks attached to Noark’s side.”

“It seemed quiet but then it became a headache.”

“What are you going to do?”

Perhaps because she was afraid of the current situation Raven showed an unusually shaken mentality.

Yes the more it goes on the more I have to come to my senses.

“Nothing changes. Let’s speed up more in the future. “Get out of the first floor as quickly as possible.”

I quickly gave the order and immediately resumed the movement I had stopped.

I think about 5 minutes have passed since then.

“Something is coming from behind!”

That moment when Raven suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs.

Huh!

A halo of red light passed by us in an instant from the back passage and disappeared on the other side of the passage.

There was no moment to avoid or sleep.

“…What on earth was that just now?”

“I don’t know. First of all it seems like magical power but…”

It’s so ominous that I feel like I’m going crazy.

It’s a type of magic that even Raven doesn’t know about.

“Hey Bjorn… wouldn’t it be better to keep moving for now?”

As Misha advised we took the lead again and started analyzing the situation.

There was no proper answer.

Maybe that was why.

“We… will be okay right?”

In times like these even though I knew what the role of a leader was I couldn’t answer that question.

“….”

In a situation where everything is unclear.

Just one thing was very obvious.

It was like a blessing.

So it felt even more fleeting.

The peaceful days ended today.