Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 345



Episode 345 Comeback (4)

Soul Queens finally took out the white flag.

I think I realized how foolish it was to try to gain the upper hand in my relationship…

“Fishit you’re a funny woman. “When she revealed the GM’s identity she came out boldly but as soon as she revealed who she was she started taunting.”

The queen did not respond to her jester’s insults and she tolerated them. Considering the status she had built in her short time at the Round Table she seemed somewhat pathetic.

but….

‘It would be a shame if it ended like this.’

It would be foolish to just accept surrender here.

Because the Soul Queens seemed to be sensitive to hierarchy.

It would be a good idea to take this opportunity to properly engrave it.

Just like I did to the goblin I met in the cave the day I was brought into this world.

Who are we?

Who is below?

“I….”

I tapped the chair with my index finger once more and said

“Why should I do that?”

The Soul Queens were startled by the short question and answered in a low voice.

“…If you stop here we won’t be hostile to you Detective.”

This means not only that the community will not ban but also that they will not find fault for revealing the GM’s identity earlier.

I laughed coldly at her uncharacteristic euphemism.

After all isn’t this like an offer to an equal partner?

“You still haven’t learned it.”

While saying that he tapped the chair base with his index finger one more time.

However there is a difference from before.

This time he didn’t hide his unpleasant feelings.

“…If there’s anything you want please tell me.”

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The Soul Queens looked at me and spoke earnestly.

thus….

“I don’t want anything from you.”

She didn’t seem to understand what I was saying so I made it clear.

“Nor am I afraid of you.”

At least that’s how it appears.

If you had been at all uncomfortable with dealing with the management would you have attacked me like this? In their eyes I will only look like a crazy person who cannot be controlled.

so….

“I will ask you again one last time.”

I asked the Soul Queens again.

“Why should I do that?”

“That…”

Of course she couldn’t give a reason.

After all the people she saw as targets of her dealings must have had their own wishes. It would be natural for the smooth tongue to harden at the sight of this type for the first time.

but….

“I am….”

She was a smart woman in many ways.

Threats don’t work for her and she doesn’t even ask for compensation.

The opponent is just trying to continue punishing even this moment as if it were a fun pastime.

What should I do to persuade someone like that?

After continuing to ponder for a long time she arrived at the answer.

Let go of the idea of ​​persuasion.

and….

“I did it wrong…”

Hoping for mercy.

The last resort of the weak who have nothing to offer to the strong.

“Please forgive me….”

“Looks like that stupid woman has finally realized her place. Fishit.”

Regardless of the clown’s ridicule the Soul Queens lowered their posture as I told Deer Antler earlier.

Then she looked up at me and spat out her words with difficulty.

“I will make sure that I will never go against the… lion’s wishes again… So please forgive my mistakes today…”

To be honest I was quite impressed.

Anyway I didn’t expect it to come out this low. Was it that shocking that they knew everything about you?

“….”

“….”

When I looked around I saw that the members were not even opening their mouths and were taking turns glancing at me and the Soul Queens.

I wonder if I will ever accept her apology.

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‘It’s enough to organize the ranks…’

I said looking down at the Soul Queens.

“It’s so much better.”

Okay this is it.

***

“The queen’s nickname is Soul Queens. And I won’t tell you the Soul Queens’ real names.”

I put my hand on the round table again to end my turn and receive the green light.

“Whoa….”

At the same time the members who were watching the situation exhaled loudly as if their tension had eased.

This was the same for Soul Queens.

“thank you….”

A thank you that must have felt like she was peeling off her own skin with her own hands. I didn’t bother to answer and a bit of an awkward moment continued.

It was the deer antler that carefully broke the air.

“…What about the rally? Are you going to continue?”

The second lap ended with me completing the turn.

There were times when I had to go four or five times but at this rate it would not be strange to end the rally.

So what decision will they make?

“I’ll just stop here….”

The Soul Queens who got scolded for being angry once looked at me and said that.

For some reason if I tell you not to go it seems like you’ll say ‘yes…’ and stay…

Nothing will change if only one person remains.

“Then I guess I’ll just stop here….”

Goblin who managed to pass after receiving red lights twice in this round declared that he would not participate and the rally naturally came to an end.

‘Wow it’s already over….’

It was a bit unfortunate that Round Table which made a comeback after 2 years and 6 months ended in two rounds but it was unavoidable.

‘But since I showed my face today I’m sure I’ll bring something more interesting next month.’

“…Pisit Then let’s say everyone prepares a little harder next month. Oh of course assuming that Mr. Suja comes back here again!”

The clown glanced at me every now and then even though he pretended he was talking to other members.

It was an action that could be considered a little cute.

What I really wanted to say was whether I would come again next time.

Sigh.

Since it wasn’t cool to answer kindly I left the round table without answering the clown’s question.

and….

“Whoa….”

As soon as I returned to Hansu Lee’s room I took a deep breath and laid down on the bed.

I felt a lot of fatigue perhaps due to the effects of the life I wrote earlier.

‘I’m going to sleep like I’m almost passed out until tomorrow evening.’

Of course that was my future self so my current self continued to do what I could without resting.

First of all organizing information.

‘I don’t think there will be anyone right now who thinks I’m Bjorn Yandel after we made a big deal out of it today…’

I recalled the events that took place at the round table.

The comeback stage seemed to go well but it wasn’t perfect. Isn’t it true that we can’t pretend to be dead forever and live in the shadows?

‘The same suspicions will arise as soon as his return is known.’

Of course there are quite a few ways to deal with this.

After traveling to the past I have several cards that I can bluff with.

‘I can think about this part later…’

There was something else that was really important.

No to be honest I almost lost my temper during the round table because of that.

[The first source would have been Misha Karlstein right?]

Misha Karlstein.

Why did he start such a rumor?

[Isn’t that what it is? That woman is now one of Lee Baek-ho’s colleagues.]

And how did she become Lee Baek-ho’s colleague?

Even if you use your imagination the cause-and-effect connection doesn’t come to mind easily.

However if I were to make a guess.

[Lee Baek-ho has the stone of revival.]

I think this will be the key point.

For example there is a case where Misha had no choice but to join hands with Lee Baek-ho to save me.

‘Is this too much of just wishful thinking?’

Ha really I’ll send you back at least a year early.

The gap of two years and six months feels big again and the feeling of stuffiness increases.

But what can I do? The situation has come to this.

‘Anyway if Misha’s goal is to save me… what is Baekho Lee’s goal?’

Well I don’t know.

There is still too little information.

The only thing we have in common is that we are fellow Koreans and in fact I have only had a short conversation with Baekho Lee.

We never even had an honest conversation.

‘…I decided to think about this again after learning more about Lee Baek-ho.’

I closed my eyes and continued organizing.

GM Auril Gavis Amelia and Noark and Wanga etc. There was so much to think about no matter what came first.

“….”

After continuing to think as if I was brainstorming for a while I sat down at the computer again and spent some time reading the posts I couldn’t check earlier.

How long has it been like that?

‘I thought GM or Soul Queens would send a message or something but nothing like that happened.’

I moved the cursor without hesitation.

It doesn’t seem like anything great will come out of looking more closely here and there isn’t much time left until the community closes.

Click.

When I pressed the logout button my eyes flashed and soon darkness fell.

A bedroom where all the windows on all sides are boarded up preventing even a single ray of moonlight from coming in.

“Hehe my eyes are open….”

Erwen was looking down at me.

***

Erwen Fornacci di Tercia.

The master of the purebloods of the time and a contractor of the Spirit King.

As a token of this he was given the Fairy’s treasure the ‘Shinmokgung’ and was a member of the Chilgang who played a great role in the war and even earned the nickname ‘Hyeolryeonghu’.

and….

[Fishit what on earth is that crazy woman planning?]

[I don’t know what it is but it looks like bloodshed is going to blow again.]

Among her colleagues she was the only one who sacrificed everything for my revenge.

[No matter what anyone says to me he is Bjorn Yandel.]

The woman who told me that it had nothing to do with whether she was an evil spirit or not.

However it was difficult for her to feel grateful and moved by that dedication.

Because she was too much.

Then why is he so obsessed with me?

At first she thought it was because of her obsession stat.

Goblin Archer Cannivaro Steel Hill Chaser.

This is because the three essences that Erwen consumed all had the stat ‘Obsessed’.

After her sister’s death it wasn’t long before someone close to her died so she thought this may have been a catalyst.

but….

“Uncle… if you’re all asleep… do you want to go for a walk? Oh the moon rose beautifully today….”

That is Erwen from two years and six months ago.

Erwen who received so much support from her clan that even her noble sons cried had already changed most of her essence.

The problem is that the changes were not very positive.

Patrolman Ertes from Golem Island on the 6th floor.

Here the defense mechanism is +45.

Kalban a wolf monster with the unique property of being a non-slayer during the day but turning into a lead fighter at night.

Here Impulse +30 and Distrust +30.

For the grade 4 monster Metcrow possessiveness +24 and the other two essences have an additional control of -30 and lack of +40.

If you look at each one individually it is not a stat that will cause major mental problems but if you collect this much it is natural that it will have an impact on real life.

So after realizing this I was as careful as possible not to provoke Erwen.

She thought that if he turned his attention to her the situation could get so bad that she could not control it.

Yes she was like that until now.

but….

“Oh that’s right…! I also bought a necklace… With this I can know where you are at any time—”

We can’t just put it off forever.

This isn’t my style.

Tuk.

I roughly slapped away Erwen’s hand that was touching my body without hesitation.

“……uh?”

Erwen looked embarrassed at first glance.

“Oh man… are you angry? “Why… why…?”

Erwen whose eyes were shaking in confusion looked for the cause of my change externally.

“Now that I think about it… the living room… there was a little bit of a board torn off.”

It was so uncomfortable that I thought about just tearing it off.

But would it have been received differently by him?

“Amelia Lane Wales. It’s her…? Did she come from that woman? So uncle….”

Erwen developed an absurd fantasy and her body began to tremble.

Suddenly life sparkled in her eyes.

To be honest she was doing that in the middle of the night and it made her stomach tingle.

but….

“Amelia didn’t come.”

So what?

Running away because you are scared or uncomfortable goes against my beliefs.

Even when she was falsely accused and imprisoned in the guild dungeon.

Even when I encountered the dragon slayer in the maze of Larkaz.

Even in the Noark match where he gained the reputation of being a giant.

I was able to survive because I always faced it head on.

That’s why.

“Why… why on earth… does she still call her by her first name?”

She answers that question without hesitation.

“Because he’s my colleague.”

Erwen’s response came after a brief gap.

“…Like that! Ah I told her over and over again that she doesn’t need blood from a woman like that because I will be there in the future…!”

Yes she did say that.

however.

“Why do you decide that?”

“That…”

Erwen was speechless.

I didn’t particularly feel sorry for her.

Perhaps because she had been wearing a lion mask just a few hours ago she spoke naturally.

“Spoiled.”

“…!”

Erwen’s eyes opened wide.

At that moment I woke up her sleeping muscles.

Well what would a child with an unstable mental state do now?

“…Who are you?”

“It’s Bjorn Yandel.”

“That’s a lie… It’s an evil spirit…”

Soon a black aura began to waver from Erwen’s body.

It was a dark spirit that became Erwen’s specialty.

My heart is pounding.

My heart sensing a crisis was beating like crazy.

I was prepared but when I actually stood in front of it I felt a lot of pressure.

However the more I thought about it the more I remembered it.

‘Who am I?’

A barbarian warrior who has overcome all kinds of hardships.

Bjorn son of the giant Yandel.

The only user who cleared the original difficulty level.

The absolute ruler of the round table with the heart of a lion.

Wow.

As soon as I remembered my identity which I had momentarily forgotten my heart grew majestic and courage welled up.

So before this heart cools down.

“It’s not too late so hurry up and say it. Now I made a mistake while I was sleeping—”

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia.”

I told her.

“There’s something wrong with your head now.”

Yes if there is a problem the only way to fix it is to fix it.

“Don’t talk nonsense just attack.”

The way I do best.