Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 313



Episode 313: Legacy (2)

A body frozen as if facing a natural enemy.

My heart beats like it’s broken.

Even though I felt like I wanted to die every day my body was craving life. Lee Baek-ho’s smile became even brighter as if he had read her state of mind.

“You know that Bjorn Yandel is a player right?”

“I don’t know. “What on earth are you talking about—”

Misha immediately denied what she said but Baekho Lee did not even listen to her until the end.

“Oh you knew that too?”

A voice that doesn’t sound like it’s just floating around.

“….”

Misha looked into Baekho Lee’s eyes as if reading the meaning of her words.

and….

Shocked.

She held her breath without realizing it.

Her empty eyes were focused on her so much that I couldn’t tell the depth of what was hidden inside her.

A feeling of being able to see through and see through everything.

His mouth opened as he looked at Misha shaking unable to say anything.

“Bjorn Yandel how did he die?”

A voice that only wants to confirm the facts calmly.

However Misha sensed an unknown anger.

She didn’t know why.

Could it be that the two were close friends? No it still doesn’t make sense. Then why did she vent her anger on herself?

“It was reported in the city that he died giving you time to escape…”

At that moment the air became heavy.

“Are you sure you didn’t kill him?”

A feeling of oppression that is so oppressive that it is difficult to breathe.

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At the same time the feeling of anger in Lee Baek-ho’s voice also became clearer.

“Of course he knew he was an evil spirit. So didn’t they just stab him in the back and take his fortune? I heard that the legacy was also designated in your name? “Is there a very good reason to kill?”

“What nonsense—”

“Why doesn’t it make sense? “You don’t even see us as people.”

A sarcastic yet sarcastic accent.

At those words Misha realized that the man had had a similar experience.

Is that why?

It felt like a blade was cutting into my heart.

It’s not just that I’m afraid of that man…

Could it be that Bjorn also thought this way when he looked at himself?

If his identity were revealed would he be secretly anxious and heartbroken fearing that we would look at him with disgust?

So was there a line being drawn in a corner?

and….

What was he thinking during his last moments alone?

Just imagining it made his lungs tighten.

No matter how much he was he must have been anxious and scared.

That’s probably why he didn’t leave any words in his will.

He always smiled in front of us but behind that smile must have been a feeling of loneliness.

but….

“Answer me. “Is that what you are?”

One thing is clear.

Nevertheless he cherished us more than anyone else.

That’s why Misha spoke with straight eyes.

“That can’t be possible….”

Even though I knew that even if I spoke to this man there was no way his voice would reach him.

she answered.

“You don’t see Bjorn as a person… how is that possible…”

At least she couldn’t.

I regretted that fact.

She should have told me this sooner. Then Bjorn wouldn’t have to be anxious about us.

“….”

Misha closed her eyes.

I was no longer afraid of this unknown man.

She just closed her eyes and endured the waves of emotions washing over her.

It was then.

“…You have good colleagues.”

Baekho Lee said.

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“Not like me.”

Unlike his previous appearance where he seemed like a tyrant his voice sounded somewhat sad.

Misha opened her eyes again.

Suddenly the pressure that had made her skin feel numb disappeared without a trace.

“You said it was Misha Karlstein right?”

“But…?”

When Misha responded with confusion at such a sudden change in attitude Baekho Lee smiled and continued.

“If I told you there was a way to bring Bjorn Jandel back to life what would you do?”

The corners of his eyes were wide as he said that.

* * *

Two weeks have passed since I joined Felik Barker’s clan.

and….

Grumbling.

Now I am sitting in front of a blazing campfire.

The location is the rocky desert on the second floor.

Behind them four men and women are busy preparing to camp.

Oh by the way this is what I ordered.

If you leave all the work to one person just because it’s annoying wouldn’t it take a long time?

“Aww why are we doing this….”

“Be quiet. I’ll hear you over there.”

I already heard it man.

I smiled and looked at the four men and women preparing for camp. Then a big water muscle came out and our eyes met.

He joined Felic Barker’s clan and was the first to engage in a bloody promotion battle to prove his skills… no it was called a skirmish here.

Based on the ground level the explorer level is 6.

In a No Kill battle I had half of my head exploded in 3 seconds and barely saved my life with a potion.

But his name is…

“Dumbo.”

“…It’s not Dumbo it’s Durbon.”

Oh I did.

It’s true that I made a mistake but I’m a little annoyed that they even made a straight face.

It’s obvious that Durbon is also a pseudonym anyway.

I don’t even know what’s important.

“You’re very out of your mind aren’t you?”

I suddenly got up from my seat and headed towards Dumbo.

Then the memory of being beaten before came back to him and he began to tremble.

Why are you showing off your spirit when you know it’s going to be like this just in front of it?

“Dumbo.”

I placed my hand on his shoulder and chanted.

With the weight of the title of Barker Clan’s 3rd team leader.

“Does the team leader look funny?”

He tightened his grip and continued speaking.

“Your name is now Dumbo. Because it’s easier to pronounce. Do you understand?”

“….”

“answer.”

“…Sure.”

Tsk that would have happened a long time ago.

After patting Dumbo on the shoulder and encouraging him for accepting the name change request I sent him off to prepare for camping.

Then he returned to the campfire and ate the beef jerky.

Squishy squishy.

On my first day as a member I took part in three skirmishes and with the approval of the clan leader became the team leader of only three teams from that day on.

And as Noark is a real man the team leader’s power is absolute.

Especially if it is in a labyrinth.

‘Whoa is this the taste of power?’

While everyone was working and Ding-ga-thing was playing one of the secretaries came and said that preparations for camping were over.

“Please sleep. We will stand watch on guard….”

Bisil’s name is….

‘What was it?’

Anyway he is our team’s explorer.

He’s not a guide and his path-finding skills are slightly lower than Rotmiller’s. However perhaps because he has been a plunderer for a long time he knows good points for plundering.

“I’m not sleepy so I’ll come later. The first time was that kid right? “If I’m sleepy I’ll leave him alone and go to sleep so you guys go to sleep first.”

“Oh yeah….”

When I gave permission to sleep Bisil told his friends the news and then went into his sleeping bag.

and….

“Can I sit down?”

“Of course.”

A red-haired woman sat in the chair across from me.

She gives off a mature vibe for her age but has a youthful appearance and is our team’s bully.

She is Amelia’s older sister.

“What was your name?”

“This is Laura Lane Wales.”

Laura answered in a business-like manner as if she was wary of me the newly appointed team leader.

But that again felt strange.

‘We look alike but how is the atmosphere so different?’

The overall facial features are similar.

However her older sister gives off a much gentler and sadder impression.

I know his past that he cut off the head of a popular explorer to save his younger brother at the age of twelve and even though he speaks in such a harsh tone.

“Is there any problem?”

“No I just thought you must have had a hard time too.”

“ah….”

Laura opened her mouth slightly at my words.

I guess he didn’t know that I who was more manly than anyone else and cared for my subordinates would say something like this.

“Your younger brother is also a chaser right?”

“Yes I am working under Team Leader Martis.”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“….”

At my question Laura pursed her lips and glanced at me. He seemed curious about my intention in asking this question.

But did he decide that it would be unwise to ignore the new team leader’s questions?

“I’m not worried at all. “I feel reassured that Team Leader Martis will take good care of my younger brother.”

Laura gave her pretentious answer.

After doing this I feel like I have become some sort of fraudster.

“It’s okay so tell me honestly. Sisters? ‘I guess it’s natural to be worried right?’

When I persistently asked Laura couldn’t help but reveal a little of her true feelings.

“I am worried but I believe that Team Leader Martis will not maliciously harass my younger brother or send him to death.”

“Why?”

“…Because it’s worth that much to me.”

“Hmm? Please tell me in more detail. “I am the leader of this team so I should know the situation.”

Laura thought for a moment whether to say this or not but then she opened her mouth.

“I am a herder but after many years of exploration I have grown to the point where I can do it for one person.”

This is a known fact.

Although it is a low-grade essence I heard that four essences were consumed.

But Laura is still a chaser.

Although he is treated well within the team as a herder he is in a position similar to a slave within the clan unable to claim his share of the loot no matter how hard he works.

“Instead of giving up your share I asked you to take good care of my younger brother.”

“Anyway just because I earn money doesn’t mean I can have it. In fact I was the one who brought my father here when he tried to sell my younger brother to be a herd.”

“Why?”

“At least in this clan… you don’t have to go through those things.”

“You’re kind.”

Laura did not respond to those words and the silence continued after that.

It wasn’t a particularly awkward time.

I sat quietly looked into the fire gathered my thoughts and when I felt reasonably tired I got up.

“Then I’ll just go to sleep.”

“yes.”

“I think I’ve been on watch for about an hour now. Just one more hour and then your next shift.”

“yes? But my shift time…”

“How can I fight tomorrow because I’m so tired if I double up on my own? “One person earlier said he could do it.”

“….”

“So after an hour I’ll hand it over to the next person and you can go to bed too. “If you ask me I will tell you that I ordered it.”

Saying that I immediately lay down in my sleeping bag.

Laura tried to say something as if she was in trouble but she sighed and closed her mouth at the sound of my snoring.

‘Laura Lane Wales….’

I continued to think until I fell asleep.

How can she save this woman?

* * *

After finishing camping on the first day in the rocky desert on the second floor we hastily resumed our journey the next morning.

On the second day I was able to reach the 3rd floor Pilgrim’s Path and continued to the clan gathering place through the Twilight Slope a rocky desert route.

Thorn reed field.

A hunting ground extending from the Witch’s Forest the center of the third floor to some fields to the west.

When we arrived there on the fourth day all the teams except us had already arrived.

“….”

After briefly greeting Amelia and her I headed to where the clan leader was.

“Did anything special happen on the way here?”

“There was none. “Everyone was very talented.”

“Haha they may not be good at fighting compared to you but one of them is very good at it.”

Can’t this bastard distinguish between empty words?

I chuckled and sat down in the empty chair next to him.

“Okay now that we’re all here it would be better to move right away but since this is our first time with some friends we’ll talk about it one more time.”

Clan leader Felix Barker smoothly and naturally briefed us on the future plans.

In fact there was no plan at all.

With this reed forest as a base each team split up and plundered.

“I told you in advance that if you encounter an opponent that seems even the slightest bit difficult contact the other team through the searcher. “I will put everything aside and rush over to help you right away.”

The clan leader who finished the briefing in an instant asked if I had any final questions and I suddenly raised my hand.

“But isn’t this a very inefficient method?”

“…Efficiency?”

The clan leader had eyes that seemed to see all sorts of strange things.

I guess it’s strange for me a barbarian to talk about efficiency…

It’s a little unfair.

Is there any race that values ​​efficiency as much as barbarians?

“If you have any opinions please tell me.”

As soon as the clan leader gave permission I confidently opened my mouth.

“First of all using a chaser is a problem. “Why do you do that?”

“As I said before just planting helpers inside is a huge advantage for a surprise attack. Combat consumables can also be reduced.”

“What are you saying? “I didn’t say anything like that.”

“Hmm?”

So what does it mean?

The clan leader tried to tease me with that meaning.

Therefore I spoke quietly as if teaching a foolish person.

“If you do that you can only kill the ‘good’ explorers who let the herders in. And most ‘good’ explorers are poor.”

“…What on earth do you want to say?”

“We are hunting those who plunder like us. Then you can take over all the equipment they looted!”

There was silence for a moment as I seriously explained my plan.

And before long laughter broke out.

“Hahahaha!”

“Why are you smiling?”

“Oh I’m sorry if I offended you. “I’ve lived in Noark for over 10 years but it’s an idea I’ve never heard of before.”

“So what is the answer?”

“At first glance there is logic but the most important part is missing from your opinion. “How can we distinguish between usurpers when we are not God’s executors?”

Hehe I knew those words would come out.

I smiled and opened my mouth.

“Now listen. “I have a way.”