Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 343



Episode 343 Comeback (2)

I ran the simulation countless times before coming to the round table.

Isn’t that why a gap of 2 years and 6 months suddenly appeared? It was clear that the members also had doubts about my absence.

‘Perhaps through the fact that the time of disappearance is the same some people may have arrived at the truth that I am Bjorn Yandel.’

Of course I’m not too worried about this part.

The only people who know that I came back alive are Amelia and Erwen.

Just showing your face at the round table can put those doubts to rest.

The problem will be later when I announce my return…

‘Well that doesn’t mean there isn’t a way.’

There is another important part right now.

How can I explain my gap of 2 years and 6 months?

For this reason I ran the simulation assumed various situations and quickly came to a conclusion.

“Investigator….”

“…He was really alive.”

Even if they only look at me with surprise and doubt.

There’s no need to explain anything.

“Aren’t you going to get out of the way?”

“Ah… yes…!”

When I spat the clown standing in front of the door trembled and retreated towards the wall.

This is the same for Soul Queens.

Of course she was much better than the clown who completely lost her mind.

“…Is the investigator still the same?”

He opens a path to the side and observes me with interest. That relaxed voice made me uncomfortable but I didn’t show it.

Just ignore it and pass by.

Tuk.

He just sat down in his seat showing indifference.

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“….”

“….”

After that there was a moment of silence that could only be described as strange. The members were looking at me intently but also glanced at each other.

The psychology was obvious.

He probably wants someone to take the gun on his behalf and ask various questions.

‘Wow it’s been a while.’

Is it because I haven’t been able to pray at home recently and have been hiding?

A sense of liberation that almost becomes addictive comes flooding in.

A few more seconds passed in silence.

Kuung-!

Among the doors connected to the round table the open doors closed with a sound.

This means that admission time has ended after 3:10.

In other words it also means that it is now okay to start the meeting.

thus….

“Are you going to keep standing?”

I said while looking at the clown and the Soul Queens.

“Sit down.”

I have a lot to hear from you guys.

There are a lot of stories to tell.

***

“Fishit I looked embarrassed.”

The clown who was dazedly hanging on the wall came to his senses and sat down.

And he looked at me with eyes that did not hide their joy.

“We sincerely welcome your return investigator.”

What are you saying about this bastard?

Have you forgotten what I told you last time not to act friendly?

Well it might be possible in 2 years and 6 months.

“….”

I just chewed it without responding and the clown chewed it into pieces as if he knew he would.

“reason.”

The next thing that opened its mouth after the clown was the deer horn.

“You haven’t seen your face in over two years so why did you show up now?”

He who often showed a macho appearance jumped up from his seat and asked me a question straight out.

Of course what I would say in response was decided.

“well.”

“Are you saying you won’t answer?”

The tone of Deerhorn’s voice rose slightly as he saw me exercising my right to remain silent. I think people from the royal family used this kind of voice when interrogating someone…

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It was a very sad thing for me.

He left because he was away for 2 years and 6 months.

“That’s unpleasant.”

I spoke as coldly as possible.

and….

Huuuuung-!

I slowly improved my life.

Since I returned after a long time I decided that I needed to regain my discipline at least once.

“…Tsk.”

He clenched his fists as if the deer antlers exposed to the flesh were in pain. It seemed like I was ready to listen at this level but I wasn’t satisfied and continued to talk about my life.

“Never again.”

At the same time as he said that blood appeared on Deer Antler’s neck.

It was better than the clown that was writhing on the floor like a bug but it wasn’t much different from the deer antlers.

“Don’t look down on me.”

As soon as he unleashed his deadly energy with all his might Deer Antler’s body slowly bent.

As if something was weighing down on my shoulders.

I said with satisfaction as I looked at the deer antler staring at me with a tired face.

“Yeah like that.”

Before I knew it Deer Antler was looking up at me with his knees on the ground.

I think the trembling of my arms on the table to support my body is slowly reaching its limit…

Actually this was the same for me.

‘Oh my head.’

The moment I felt pain in my head the life that had been weighing down my intestines disappeared everywhere.

And at the same time.

“…Huh!”

Deer Antler took a deep breath that he had been holding.

The clown sneered at the sight.

“…Fishit a foolish and foolish human being. “Have you forgotten what to do if you want to ask Mr. Susa?”

“….”

“Bring something fun! “It’s fun!”

The clown glanced at me while saying that.

It’s like ‘Really?’ He asked looking at me as if he was hoping for a compliment.

Of course this time I just pretended not to see it and ignored it.

And how long has it been?

“Investigator.”

A man’s voice ended the silence.

It was a crescent moon.

He is believed to be from the fairy tribe and desires the ‘Stone of Revival’ more than anyone else at the Round Table.

“It doesn’t matter what you’ve been doing.”

He spoke to me swallowing all the anxiety and doubts he must have had for over two years.

“Thank you for coming back now.”

It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for.

However when I actually say something like that I feel a bit sorry. This guy must have been in a lot of trouble while I was gone.

‘Shall I give you a clue this time?’

This was the car I was thinking about.

“Hmm then I guess it’s all sorted out now?”

Soul Queens opened their mouths in a cheerful voice as if to change the calm atmosphere.

“Then shall we get started? “For some reason I think we will have a lot to say to each other at today’s meeting.”

That’s how the rally began.

***

The process of deciding the turn was short-lived.

“So Mr. Fox is first?”

“…So that’s it.”

The order is clockwise as always.

Just so that I can be there at the end.

“Why do you have to sit here…”

It was a tacit agreement that had existed since ancient times.

First I take out information listen to it evaluate it and then spit out the corresponding information.

Because that was the usual round table.

“…I haven’t prepared anything special today so I’ll just bring up what I originally wanted to talk about here.”

Soon the fox was the first to spit out information.

It was quite an interesting story from the beginning.

“The Dragon Slayer who had been inactive since the abduction of the High Priest about three years ago has reappeared for the first time on the Dark Continent. According to eyewitness testimony it appeared to be much stronger than before and the ‘dragon’s curse’ seemed to have been resolved to some extent.”

The current state of the dragon slayer that I had forgotten about for a while.

‘The dragon’s curse has been lifted….’

It’s an unfortunate story after a long time but I decided not to get too absorbed in it.

Because being able to use verbs doesn’t change anything.

I am no longer the person I used to be.

Ssaaaa-!

The jewel on the round table emits green light indicating that the first turn has been completed safely.

But then.

“You’re smart too Mr. Fisht Fox.”

The clown giggled and spoke to the fox.

“…What does it mean?”

“Isn’t that probably not what we were originally going to talk about here? “It’s something that could possibly infer your identity.”

“….”

“Looking at you Deerhorn it seems like the royal family hasn’t heard about it yet. “Have you ever met him in person?”

“I will not answer any personal questions.”

“Whatever. “You can just ask that salamander cub later who he met in the labyrinth.”

The fox kept his mouth shut as if he was offended by the clown’s unmannered behavior and naturally took his turn.

“Then now it’s my turn…kun.”

This time it was deer antlers.

When my eyes met his and mine before spitting out the information he averted his eyes with an awkward expression.

It seems that the lingering memories of my previous life remain strong.

However perhaps because he was too proud to show it he opened his mouth as casually as possible.

“The royal family will soon issue a conscription order for titled nobles.”

As he spoke Deerhorn’s eyes were fixed on the clown. It seemed as if they wanted to check the reaction of Noark the hostile camp.

but….

“Fishit do you think that would make me scared? Rather it only seems like he was cornered to that extent.”

The clown just sneered as usual and the deer antlers did not respond to the provocation and the turn ended.

When the green light went out Crescent Moon next to him opened his mouth.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Since he had been providing information more enthusiastically than anyone else since he was bitten by the stone of revival I had high expectations but…

“Unfortunately I couldn’t prepare anything special.”

He didn’t expect my visit today so he looked at me and laid the groundwork in advance. He seemed worried that I might be disappointed and not come again next time…

“It’s a story related to blood spirit.”

Surprisingly some pretty interesting information came out of his mouth.

“A few weeks ago Lord Blood Spirit said he needed money and took most of the support given to the fairy tribe by the royal family. “The reason was not disclosed.”

In some ways it was an incident close to a scandal within the tribe.

Soul Queens who had been listening quietly expressed doubt.

“Hey but no matter how much of a blood spirit you are can you take that much money without even giving a reason? “If it were the royal family’s support the amount would certainly not be small right?”

“Of course it is unusual. “But the elders had no choice when they told us that if we didn’t pay them they would sell the Shinmok Palace to someone else.”

“…are you selling a divine wooden bow?”

“It’s a shame but yes. However since it is said to be money needed for something that must be used I have no choice but to believe that there is some meaning to it that cannot be revealed.”

Other members could not hide their feelings of discomfort as Crescent Moon continued to explain.

“Fishit what on earth is that crazy woman planning?”

“If it’s something that requires such a large amount of money then she’s the only one who can relate to that kind of thing.”

“I don’t know what it is but it’s going to be another bloody storm.”

For some reason I felt very strange.

If they are like this what is Erwen’s public image like?

No more than that….

‘They told me not to worry because I had a lot of money but it was all money that came from stealing from the tribe…?’

The prayer was not full.

I wondered where the capital to buy a mansion in one night came from but I never thought something like this would have happened.

‘What will happen if the fairies find out about this?’

If it were me I think my whole world would fall apart…

As she was thinking about such things the goblin noticed her and opened her mouth.

“Well then… can I do it now?”

Ah now it’s his turn.

‘He was a paladin of the Leatlas Church right?’

Since I am the one whose identity I definitely know after the clown I am a little curious about what information he will reveal—

“The school has decided to have all forces except the 1st Holy Knights join the royal army.”

What is this about war again?

Even though I felt disappointed I ended up laughing.

‘It looks like they have no intention of hiding it at all since it’s their main school. Or your status has been completely open for two years.’

I kept my ears wide open while wondering what kind of conversation would have taken place at the round table while I was away.

A short conversation about how the actions of the Leatlas Church would affect the future situation of the war was concluded and the next person was about to speak.

“Pisit.”

This turn is none other than the clown.

“Everyone it’s been a while since Mr. Sousa came. What should I do if he keeps telling boring stories?”

The clown tilted his head exaggeratedly then immediately changed his gaze and pulled out information.

“Lee Baek-ho holds the stone of revival.”

…huh?

***

The ripple effect of the information the clown casually spit out was huge.

And it was the crescent moon that showed the most violent reaction.

He who always had hatred in his eyes whenever he saw a clown muttered unable to hide his emotional agitation.

“Lee Baek-ho… The man who secretly issued an order to be killed by the royal family…? The stone of revival…?”

Crescent Moon seemed surprised to hear about the location of the Stone of Revival but I was different.

‘Why does Baekho Lee suddenly appear…?’

Not only was it such an unexpected name but when did it become so famous in the first place?

Even two years ago I felt like it was a name only known to people who called me ‘he’.

How on earth did you get the revival stone?

Even if you know the conditions for obtaining this you will never be able to obtain it unless you are lucky.

“How do you feel?”

Unfortunately I didn’t have time to blank out for long.

“As for Lee Baek-ho I brought it up because I thought it might be of interest to Mr. Sousa.”

As soon as the green light went off the clown subtly asked me what I thought and after thinking for a moment I answered.

“surely.”

It was of higher value compared to the information I heard earlier.

Because I was more curious about this than about war-related stories.

But it would also be strange to admire it too much.

“It wasn’t bad.”

I expressed my sentiments just enough to not go overboard.

Isn’t there a need for reviews like this so that people will ask for information like this in the future?

‘When I go back later I’ll have to ask Erwen if she knows anything about Baekho Lee.’

I summarized this part briefly and looked straight ahead.

“Jester is what you just said true?”

“You’ll know it when you see it right?”

“A little bit of help would be good so let’s go into more detail—”

“I don’t like fish?”

“….”

Crescent Moon who quickly became Eul was being insulted by the clown.

It was a pity but there was nothing I could do.

This is the first time I heard that Baekho Lee has the Stone of Revival.

‘Well if this goes on it becomes inconvenient to use the Revival Stone as information… What information should I bring up later?’

While quietly observing the situation and considering what information to reveal next the Soul Queens clapped and attracted attention.

and….

“Now is it my turn?”

Among the numerous members they looked directly at me.

He opened his mouth in an alluring voice.

“The investigator has no record of accessing the Ghostbusters for two years and six months.”

“….”

“Where on earth have you been disappearing all this time?”

Hehe….

***

On the 15th members of the community are forcibly brought to this spiritual world.

Well there is a way to log out as soon as you come in but…

“What do you mean there is no record of access?”

“That’s literally it. “There is no record of access at all.”

It is strange in many ways that the login record has disappeared altogether.

They probably confirmed this through GM.

“So I thought he must have died….”

Beyond simple death this woman would have confirmed that I was Bjorn Jandel.

Because I was the only famous person who died during that time.

But did you sense something contradictory in Soul Queens’ words?

The goblin let out a question.

“The Lord is dead? “Wasn’t the queen always waiting for Mr. Suja?”

“No what I was waiting for was Master. The person who created this round table. “She visited regularly to see if she would come again.”

“ah….”

The goblin was convinced and everyone’s eyes focused on me.

It was clear what I wanted.

Ssaaaa-!

Since the round table gave me the green light it must be true that I haven’t logged in for two and a half years.

You’re probably hoping for an explanation to come out of my mouth.

“Ah are you also trying to avoid answering? Actually this may not have been interesting information to the investigator—”

I said cutting off her provocation.

“That’s bold.”

“Then is there any reason to be afraid?”

Her face looked relaxed as she looked into my eyes.

Even though her deer antlers were spewing out deadly force that could not be moved it was as if there was a way to respond.

“That’s fun.”

“Oh so you’re telling me? “What happened?”

I glanced at the jewel which had already lost its luster and answered.

“Now it’s my turn.”

“Is this Mushira?”

“well.”

It’s not ignoring.

To be exact it is just corporal punishment.

“Magician Jurven Havellion.”

In order to maintain her authority as an investigator from now on it was necessary to inform her properly.

Even if it is not suppression using ‘life’.

“That’s GM’s name.”

Those who dare to rebel will be punished.