Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 268
by Jessie@AFNCC
Episode 268: Parune Island (2)
Rairin Ersina a priest of the Tobera Church.
The full story of the incident she revealed was as follows.
She said “We were exploring in the center of the island when an unidentified team suddenly attacked us.”
There was a surprise attack.
A team of five people in total.
Each and every one of them was a strong man with at least the 7th level level of strength and they were on the verge of annihilation before they could even fight properly.
The biggest factor was starting with the loss of the wizard.
From what I’ve heard it looks like they fought hard even under such adverse conditions…
“The situation continued to worsen and in the end Drousse made a worse decision.”
Finally one of the team members made a decision.
I decided to sacrifice myself to save my comrades.
However the feeling was completely different from that of Dwalki.
“…So you ran away while your colleague was buying time?”
When I asked as if I was not praying Goddess Gwan blushed and made an excuse.
“I was against it. “I told you several times that I could never leave you alone but—”
What about this woman?
If she had been against it so deeply she wouldn’t have even met me here.
“stop. Now that the explanation has been explained just get to the point. “What happened next?”
“…I don’t know what happened to Drous but soon a pursuer caught up with him. As a result I became separated from her other colleagues.”
For some reason her colleague had gone away and the priest was running around panting alone.
Now I know the general situation.
So now it’s time to focus on the details.
Okay let’s start with this.
“But who are you talking about?”
“Gardweaver Drows. “I am the blonde-haired swordsman who saved you that day and gave you the potion.”
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Oh his name was Drous.
It was a blonde name that I learned only after more than a year had passed but I had no time to feel any lingering feelings about it.
“What kind of guys were they who attacked? “Tell me in detail.”
Soon I asked about the unidentified 5-member team and the goddess told me everything to the best of her memory.
Abilities or impressions revealed during battle.
And even the names they call each other.
I listened intently without missing a word thinking that this information could save me but at one point I froze in silence.
“Wait a minute a woman with red hair?”
It was because I felt like one person’s facial expression resembled someone I knew.
“yes. It seemed to her that the woman was the leader of their group. But is there some problem…?”
Nimiral of course there is a problem.
Her weapon of choice is a dagger. I wonder how many human women in this city are caught wearing Aurors.
When I asked him in detail even the location of the tattoo and the fact that his right ear was half cut off were consistent.
It’s just that there’s no possibility that they’re similar people.
‘…Is this Amelia Lane Wales again?’
A feeling of tightness surged from deep within her heart.
Of course Amelia is from Noark.
It is likely that the other four people she is with now are also from there.
To put it simply…
‘First of all it’s not a simple case of looting.’
Wow I feel like I’ve gotten caught up in some really troublesome stuff.
As I sighed unconsciously the goddess looked at me and asked carefully.
“…Do you know anything about that woman?”
“perhaps.”
I blurted out what I didn’t mean and asked a few more questions.
“Now that this part is over let’s continue what we were talking about. “Ersina was there anything unusual about them?”
“When you say it’s a singularity….”
“Something was a little strange or something. “Do you have any clue as to why they attacked you?”
“that….”
The goddess gwan trailed off her words for a long time and after contemplating for a moment she continued her words.
“At the time I wasn’t in a hurry so I didn’t think much about it but when I think about it now there’s something strange about it.”
“Don’t drag it on just get to the point.”
“That’s what Drous said when he said he was biding his time. He told me to go quickly saying it was my responsibility and there was no reason for us to get involved. At that time I thought he was just saying this as a leader but…”
“It sure is strange.”
“yes. Moreover it seemed like he was familiar with the people who carried out the raid. “During the first surprise attack I said something incomprehensible to Mr. Drous telling him to give me something like he was a traitor or something…”
what?
“Why are you saying that now?”
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From anyone’s perspective isn’t this the reason for the attack?
As I looked at it as if I was dumbfounded the priestess’s voice changed like an ant crawling.
“I was so out of my mind at that time….”
Anyway it’s a frustrating aspect of the goddess.
Slowly the situation begins to form in my mind.
[Several people were sent up to the ground in Noark just before the blockade. The goal is to kill one explorer! Surprising right?]
According to what the clown said at the round table the other day a small number of infiltrators including Amelia were assigned the mission of assassination.
Of course I didn’t know who the target was until now.
but….
‘Maybe the target was this guy.’
So then what on earth is this guy named Drous doing?
It was a moment when I was thinking about this.
“But Yandel…”
“He is a baronet.”
“Ah yes… Anyway Baronet Yandel why were you alone in a place like this?”
The priestess who had been answering the entire time asked for the first time.
It seems like I belatedly started to have doubts about the situation I was in.
“As he attempted to leave the island his boat sank and he and his companions were scattered.”
“yes?”
What kind of person are you?
It means we’ll have to work together for a while.
***
“Let’s talk while we move.”
“yes? “What do you mean… Are you really saying you’re going inside?”
“Right before we parted ways with our colleagues we promised to meet in the center once we dispersed.”
“I see. But over there…”
The priestess looked at me with a look of disapproval.
It’s obvious what you’re thinking.
It must feel like entering a tiger’s den.
But isn’t it the same for him to break up with his colleagues?
‘I’m just worried about this priest.’
“If you don’t like it don’t do it. “I will go alone.”
Instead of politely persuading I spoke strongly and the female priest had no choice but to follow my opinion.
After all what can a priest do alone?
Not only is there no boat in the water but even if there were a boat the sea is in that state.
“…But do you know why it’s so windy? “It was like a storm suddenly started coming.”
Well that’s what I wanted to ask.
“You don’t know but monsters are gathering from the coast.”
“…okay.”
This is as much a question to me as what the dross was doing.
I know there was a surprise attack.
But who triggered the island event and why?
Anyone who knew the activation conditions would have known how dangerous this was.
‘Well you’ll find out little by little.’
Like it or not I am trapped on this island.
Whether it’s Amelia or her colleagues they will eventually meet.
‘For now let’s just worry about joining our colleagues.’
I shook off the negative thoughts as best I could and moved into the island with the priestess.
At first I took the lead and the priestess followed behind but…
“This will take a few hours. “Come here.”
Because of the problem of moving too slowly I ran with the priestess on my back from the middle.
The monsters encountered along the way were not a problem.
Anyway if I were alone I would be safe even if I passed by naked…
Because priests have this skill.
“Lairin Ersina has cast [Inviolability].”
A buff-type sacred spell that prevents monsters of level 7 or lower from being attacked first.
It was a little funny.
The Tobera Church one of the three religious orders located in Lapdonia has a unique rule.
This is none other than the damning rule that barbarians should not use divine power.
‘That guy God is so petty.’
Did you know that thousands of years ago one of the barbarians got drunk and urinated on the statue of Tobera?
As far as I know it was a discipline that arose after that history.
Perhaps it was because of that discipline that they did not treat me when I was crawling in a cave on three legs.
“It seems like even the sun god understands breaking the rules at times like this?”
“I understand how you feel Yandel but could you please refrain from insulting him?”
When I sarcastically responded the priestess responded in a slightly sharp tone.
“…breaking the rules is my own problem. “If you need someone to blame blame me.”
To be honest.
“There is a misunderstanding. “I had no intention of blaming.”
Cancer you have to use it to survive.
No matter how much you like God you wouldn’t want to go see him this early right?
“If what happened back then was hurtful… I apologize. However the reason I insisted on discipline that day was because it was a situation that could be resolved with potions and I really didn’t intend to pretend not to know.”
Hmm so it seems like it’s loosening up a bit.
“It’s okay because I understand your situation.”
I answered briefly and shook off any remaining residue.
What can an individual do about what the group decides?
“Anyway let’s stop talking about this. “That’s not what’s important right now.”
“yes.”
The small talk stopped at that point and we focused our attention on moving.
And how long has it been?
“Here we are. “Here those marauders took us…”
“…be quiet.”
Soon we arrived at the center of the island we were aiming for.
There was nothing around.
All there is are traces of a battle that took place some time ago.
“…For now I guess I can take back the divine power.”
First the priestess’ sacred spell was terminated.
And I slowly searched the surroundings.
Maybe I arrived first but no coworker arrived first.
“There really is no one….”
Not only the team’s leader Drouss who chose to sacrifice himself but also the body of the wizard who was said to have been hit when the surprise attack began is nowhere to be seen.
What really happened here?
“So what are you going to do now?”
Soon I answered the priestess’ question without hesitation.
“Wait. Until someone comes here be it an enemy or a friend.”
“Yes I see. All right.”
Contrary to my expectations the female officer did not complain about my decision but accepted it. So I asked the reason and this answer came back.
“I also have to meet my colleagues.”
“What do you mean?”
“Isn’t it impossible to get off the island anyway? “If my comrades who ran away met Yandel’s comrades on the coast they would most likely be heading here by now.”
Yes you too thought that far and followed me.
“Ersina aren’t you afraid that all your colleagues are dead?”
I asked a question without thinking and the priestess answered.
“Of course I am afraid. But the more it happens the more I have no choice but to believe.”
Oh he was a priest.
For a moment I thought I was asking something pointless but…
“That’s all we’re allowed to do.”
There was nothing wrong with what the priestess said.
‘I hope everyone is safe….’
This was all I could do now.
***
Wow!
The sound of rough waves penetrating my ears.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”
Misha Karlstein opened her eyes with cold seawater pouring into her stomach.
And she hurriedly checked her surroundings.
“Ah Einar!”
Her heart sank.
That’s because after the ship ran aground Einar was the one who was next to her until the end.
I somehow managed to hold on tightly to Einar who could not swim in the rough turbulent waters with the sole intention of taking responsibility for him.
“You missed it.”
I started having all kinds of anxious thoughts.
Will Einar be okay?
What will you say to Bjorn when you meet him later?
No Bjorn was…
slap-!
Misha slapped her own cheeks with both of her hands.
She came to her senses.
“Good idea good idea….”
Even though she lost her mind she woke up on the shore unharmed.
Everyone will be okay.
Okay so…
[If you are scattered come to the center of the island!!]
Misha shook the dirt off her hands and face remembering Bjorn’s cry at the end.
And she walked slowly towards the forest.
It was then.
fault.
A shout was heard next to her.
“…Einar? “Ainarnyang?”
Misha shouted loudly in a voice that could not be heard and ran in the direction of the sound soon running into an unfamiliar person.
“you.”
“Uh huh?”
“You are Bjorn Yandel’s colleague.”
It was a red-haired human woman with a scar where half of the back of her right ear had been cut off.
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