Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 234



Episode 234: New Age (4)

Baronet.

A title that falls just above ordinary knights.

“What…”

“A baronet!”

The nobles darkened at the Prime Minister’s bombshell declaration.

It was worth it.

“This is unprecedented! “To give a barbarian a title that can be inherited!”

A baronet can pass down a title.

Not forever just for my son and grandson.

In some ways it can be seen as better than an honorary baronet whose title is only maintained for the contemporary period.

‘He didn’t even know he would get a title even though he didn’t intend to take the noble route.’

Honestly I’m a bit dumbfounded.

In the game you can become a noble by completing quests related to marquis or higher nobles and accumulating public achievements.

It was a route that had as many disadvantages as benefits.

Although he is a noble in reality he feels like a vassal of a great noble so there are some restrictions on play.

But what happens to the restrictions if this happens?

‘…But anyway if the king orders something it’s the same whether commoners or nobles can’t refuse so isn’t it essentially the same as nothing?’

Well it seems like that but…

At that time the Prime Minister shouted.

“Everyone be quiet!”

“but….”

“Your Majesty says so.”

“….”

The confusion that was thought not to subside easily was calmed down by a single word from the king.

That was the weight of the king’s name in this country.

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“The date of awarding the title will be announced as soon as it is determined.”

Anyway that’s the end of my discussion.

The Prime Minister didn’t even ask me if I would accept the title. You probably never even thought about such a case.

Well I didn’t even intend to refuse in the first place.

This is not just a game.

In other words if you become a noble you can enjoy all kinds of conveniences and the number of games you can play increases.

“Portyan Mirient of the Nartel Clan come out!”

After my turn was over the process of announcing rewards based on other people’s criminal records continued for a while.

At this time my colleagues also came forward one after another and although not all of them received as much compensation as I did they received adequate compensation.

To summarize it is like this.

Misha Ainar Gom can now choose her bounty of 10 million stones and a level 5 essence or equivalent equipment.

Additionally Raven a wizard requested from the Prime Minister that she was entitled to learn royal magic in exchange for a general reward.

In Erwen’s case he received the greatest reward among his colleagues receiving grade 4 essence or an equivalent item.

In addition to being recognized as the second person of merit in the battle against the Corpse Collector compensation to the bereaved family due to Daria’s death was also awarded.

Even though I was not present there was no problem with this as it was said that the announcement was made today and the compensation would be paid later.

“Mr. Yandel then is Erwen still in the Holy Land?”

“From what I heard it seems like the funeral was over a long time ago but I’m sure my mind is still complicated.”

“I see….”

Raven asks how Erwen is doing and his words trail off. He asked if he had anything to say to her but there was no answer.

How long has it been like that?

“What a wonderful day. Everyone please enjoy this opportunity with the leading figures of the new era!”

After a long period of rice paddy the banquet began.

***

Because there were so many people the banquet was divided into two spaces.

A huge inner hall where farmers’ vendors were held and an outdoor garden filled with all kinds of delicacies.

Although not mandatory most explorers enjoyed the banquet outdoors.

That was the atmosphere.

The interior has a quiet atmosphere with classical music playing.

Since more than half of the nobles chose to enjoy the banquet here it would have been uncomfortable for the explorers to remain.

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

“Of course we have to go outside.”

We also chose outdoors.

“If I stay here I will be able to expand my network.”

Since the granting of the baronetcy was confirmed anyway the decision was made that if networking is the goal there is no need for today.

I didn’t want today to be like that.

“Yandel! Yandel has arrived!”

“what? “You said you were going to become a noble but why did you come here?”

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“ha ha ha! “How can Yandel be such a bastard!”

The explorers greeted me warmly when I came out perhaps because they felt a sense of distance when they heard that I would be awarded a title of nobility.

What would have happened if you hadn’t come?

No matter how much I think about it I feel like my relationship with these guys is more precious than with the nobles.

“Everyone is only looking at you so why don’t you say something? “I’m sick of hearing it inside but what you say will sound different.”

Kyle who followed along spoke from the side.

Yes at least give a short toast or something.

I was wondering for a moment what would be better but…

‘Let’s just go like barbarians.’

The worries did not last long.

Is there really a need to think about it?

I’ve already heard enough of Chiha’s flowery words.

so….

“Everyone worked hard!!”

This will be enough for today.

“Let’s eat drink and have fun!!”

The cry ended literally in an instant.

The barbarians who by nature do not prefer long words shouted in response.

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

This also applies to explorers.

“As I live the days of drinking in the royal palace come to an end!”

“There is Yandel who will become a baronet so what are you worried about? “Let’s have fun!”

“Waaaa!!”

Explorers also began to enjoy the banquet to their heart’s content putting aside the inconveniences of the royal palace.

For reference this also applied to us.

“Wow Bjorn! Try this! “I don’t know what kind of meat it is but the bones are crunchy and delicious!”

“Oh that’s not a food where you can eat even the bones….”

“huh? “Why?”

“No. “As long as it’s delicious it’s okay…”

Oily food with a different taste from Missha’s home-cooked food.

A drink that goes down smoothly.

There are countless comrades in arms who can talk about difficult past experiences as snacks.

‘So it looks like they’re having some kind of after-party.’

A fun time worthy of a banquet follows.

Sometimes when the story of a deceased colleague came up the atmosphere became dark but after a brief moment of silence the atmosphere returned to its original state.

As time went on the day slowly began to set.

“Does it look fun?”

Melter who was enjoying a banquet with nobles indoors came outside.

“Did you have fun inside?”

“It can’t be. “How long have I been holding back from wanting to run away right away?”

“You’ve been through a lot too.”

Melter’s position was understandable as he enjoyed a banquet with nobles indoors.

First of all he’s leading the clan.

You probably didn’t want to miss the opportunity to build connections with nobles. Because you might need their help someday.

“If you’re here take a bottle here.”

“One bottle…?”

“Is there any need to bother using a glass?”

“Haha if I had known this would happen I would have come out a long time ago. But where are your colleagues?”

“Everyone except Ab said it wasn’t fun and went somewhere else.”

“okay? “I thought the barbarian girl was a little different.”

“Oh he’s a weak drinker.”

To be precise I wasn’t weak but I was so intoxicated by the atmosphere that I kept blowing on the bottle and didn’t get far.

“The bottle of Yandel or something is empty. “You’re not drunk are you?”

“That can’t be possible.”

The melter must have come too so I continued to drink along with the warriors around me.

This is one of the strengths of Bjorn Jandel’s body.

The alcohol is extremely strong.

“Ugh the smell of alcohol….”

As I was drinking for the first time since waking up in this body Misha came up to me.

“Ah Misha. “Did you have a good time?”

“huh. There was a performance going on over there and it was fun. “I wish we had gone together…”

“It will happen again later. But what about Raven?”

“I’m just hanging out drunk and talking about difficult things with wizards.”

Speaking of difficult topics while drunk are wizards someone we should stay away from?

“I’m going to take a short walk.”

After asking Melter’s understanding I left the drinking party for a while and took a walk with Misha in her garden.

It wasn’t as loud as the drinking party of the warriors I was with but everyone was having a good time and making noise.

Nobles were also seen everywhere.

“Oh it’s hard to imagine that there are thousands of corpse soldiers.”

“I see. I must have been really scared. “You are amazing.”

The nobles approached the explorers first and expressed interest just as I was a popular star at the old count’s banquet.

Well not all of them have heavy hips like the titled nobles. Young collateral nobles are in fact not much different from middle-class commoners.

‘huh? But why hasn’t anyone come to us?’

It was strange but I quickly understood it.

How can they come when there are dozens of rugged warriors screaming?

“Bjorn should we sit down and rest?”

“That would be a good idea….”

I wasn’t that drunk but the aftereffects of the last battle had not fully healed yet so it was difficult to walk for long periods of time.

“…Why are you sitting on the floor? “Without sitting next to me?”

“I feel like it’s going to break.”

Misha sat on her bench and I just sat down on the lawn.

And I just spent some time quietly.

Is it because I drank too much?

The noise of the loud banquet seemed to come from far away like background noise and various thoughts passed through my mind.

“Yandel! “Are you Bjorn Yandel who will be receiving the title of baronet this time?”

As I was spending time in comfortable silence several nobles recognized me and approached me.

By the way it’s Yandel…

Are you already treating me like a noble?

Since I didn’t want to disturb this time I spoke politely to those who approached and sent them away.

But I couldn’t use that method for everyone.

“Haha you were here?”

A nobleman by title rather than collateral.

He is someone who if we have a difficult relationship with him could cause problems in the future…

Dwalki’s half-brother.

“…Baron Martohan.”

“Actually I came out to see you a few times earlier but it seemed like you were having a good time so I didn’t get close.”

That’s an excuse.

It’s obvious that they just couldn’t get through the warriors to get to me.

“Thank you for your consideration.”

“Haha no. “Aren’t you the main character of this banquet?”

After exchanging formal greetings I had a brief conversation with Baron Martoin.

It was a more useful conversation than I expected.

Normally when a noble born from a commoner is born there is bound to be territoriality but am I supposed to be a little different?

“Why?”

“Isn’t that a title given by His Majesty the King? You are an explorer who is watching closely so who would dare touch you? “I’m sure everyone is anxious to become friends.”

He’s a king….

I always feel this way but whenever the topic of the king comes up I feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The same goes for what the tribal leader said.

‘Anyway if this is true….’

I looked at the butler sitting next to Baron Martoin who seemed somewhat playful and said hello.

“Anyway it’s been a while butler.”

The butler’s face turns white at my greeting.

Actually it would be scary.

The barbarian who broke his head and crunched his bones now has great fame and power.

“There were many examples of poetry back then….”

As I looked at him with a grin the butler trembled and apologized.

He wasn’t particularly cheerful.

‘Wow it seems like you’re bullying a really weak kid.’

Even a punching bag needs to have the right amount of impact to be able to beat it. At this point I stopped teasing the butler and started talking to Baron Martohan.

So naturally Dwalki was also mentioned.

“Anyway where has my brother gone?”

Perhaps because he wanted to become closer to me Baron Martoin used the expression ‘my younger brother’ which was not used at the time.

Me and Misha stiffened at the same time.

‘What the fuck?’

Are you kidding me?

“Where did you go…?”

As I asked barely able to control my facial expression the butler’s expression became even more pale.

One piece of information you can get from this.

It seemed like he knew what was going on.

And two.

“Baron as I said before Riole Warb Dwalkie….”

The Baron also knew this.

He just forgot it after hearing it once.

“Oh that’s right. When a person gets old his memory is not what it used to be. haha.”

The Baron bursts into laughter as if he is embarrassed.

He felt like he was still fine even after drinking several bottles of alcohol.

Is that why?

Wow.

When I came to my senses I saw Misha squeezing my arm with a concerned look on her face. I tapped the back of her hand to tell her not to worry and then took her hand away.

That’s because I’m not the person I was when I had nothing.

There are so many things to be responsible for.

thus….

“Okay I understand don’t worry. “As you get older you may have hair problems.”

“…huh? Ah maybe you could express it that way? ha ha ha.”

I held out my hand and shook the Baron’s hand.

“I have a place to go so I guess I’ll have to stop. “It was nice to meet you.”

“okay? It’s too bad. See you later.”

Baron Martohan accepted my handshake licking his lips as if he was truly disappointed.

He asked me for the last time.

“Oh but where are you going?”

I answered shaking off the hand I had shaken with Baron Martoin as if there were some dirt on it.

“Oh I suddenly feel like washing my hands.”

Dirty things need to be washed away.

***

Baron Martoin was slow to notice.

“…okay? Anyway I’ll call you later so don’t refuse. Now that you have become a noble aren’t there a lot of things you need to learn?”

The Baron lets me go without any hesitation.

Maybe the problem was me.

Normally you wouldn’t imagine a barbarian would do something like this.

‘Maybe it’s one of the barbarian’s few shortcomings.’

“I endured it well.”

Misha strokes her head as if she thinks I’m special.

Slowly I got up from my seat and headed indoors.

I could have asked a passing wizard to wash my hands but I also wanted to go to the bathroom.

“Do you mind if I don’t come with you?”

“…Do you think I am some kind of child?”

She separated from Misha and went to the bathroom with the help of a guide. And then I came out and was about to go back to the banquet hall.

Someone recognized me and pretended to know me.

“Oh you were here?”

It was Count Ferdehild the host of the last banquet I attended. He said something strange while awarding the winning prize ‘No.7777 Garfas’ Necklace’.

[I will call you separately when you are more ready.]

In the end there was no special call or anything until today.

“You make it sound like you were looking for me.”

“Well because it’s true.”

“Since we met why don’t we go over there and have a drink? “It won’t take long.”

“If that’s the case.”

Since he was a man with power that was incomparable to that of Baron Martoin he obediently followed him inside.

“I will take it.”

As I sat down at the table the Count poured me a drink and handed it to me and I took a shot.

“My colleague is waiting. Can I hear your business first?”

“Haha of course.”

Fortunately the Count seemed to understand and got to the point without any sign of offense.

“This is my youngest daughter Arabella. “You’ve seen her before right?”

This feels strange…

“how is it? “Isn’t it pretty?”

Sure enough the count wrapped his arms around the shoulders of his daughter who was next to him and pushed her in front of me.

“Oh it’s Arabella….”

The count’s daughter who looked to be in her early teens looked at me trembled and said her name.

As she lived she never thought she would experience something like this.

“How is it?”

Because it was her first time experiencing this situation her brain stopped and she could not respond.

But did she look like she was worried about that?

“Oh if she’s dating a woman don’t worry too much about her. “Isn’t it okay to take her as a concubine anyway?”

“…concubine?”

“Oh you didn’t know?”

The Count laughed at my muttering and said

“One of the duties of a nobleman is to have many descendants and contribute to this country. When you become a noble you can have up to three concubines in addition to your wife.”

Duty is a mess.

For some reason I wanted to go to the bathroom again.