Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 36



Episode 36 Guild (1)

“Hey! Mr. Yandel! “Come to your senses!”

The car where Raven shook Bjorn’s shoulder.

One by one his fainting colleagues woke up.

“Miss Raven? “What on earth is going on…”

“Bjorn! “Is Bjorn dead?!”

“miss! I’m glad you’re safe…”

Questions blooming everywhere.

The only one who could answer was Raven.

That’s because she didn’t faint.

“The vampire is dead. Mr. Yandel is alive. “Tarjin I’m fine so can you please stop yelling at me?”

“That’s amazing! “You can kill a vampire with one magic blow!”

She pursed her lips as she listened to Murad’s exclamation. For some reason she felt resentful without realizing it.

It wasn’t ‘Sunspot Ball’ that killed the vampire.

In terms of her contribution it’s not like she doesn’t have merit but…

“…It’s not me it’s Mr. Yandel.”

“What does it mean?”

“It was Mr. Yandel who killed the vampire.”

Murad frowned.

“No this friend?”

I saw him the other day and praised him calling him a ‘special’ and ‘great warrior’ but he didn’t seem to believe that he had killed a level 5 monster.

It wasn’t like she couldn’t understand how she felt.

‘If I had only heard the story… I probably would have felt the same way.’

Is it because of the long distance?

Unaffected by ‘sharing the pain’ she watched alone as no one knew the full story.

Yes literally.

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She just watched.

What could a wizard who had run out of mana do?

“Everyone please be thankful to Mr. Yandel. “If it weren’t for this person he probably wouldn’t have woken up alive.”

“That’s right… but can you tell me in more detail what happened?”

Just as I was wondering how to explain it Einar joined the conversation.

“Then what happened to Bjorn! “Shouldn’t she be given the potion quickly?”

In other words if you have a potion ask for it.

Raven responded by shaking his head.

“Potions… would be meaningless. “It looks like most of your body has already recovered.”

If I were to venture a guess there wouldn’t be many occasions for this man to consume potions in the future.

Most injuries will heal quickly.

“Then why haven’t you woken up yet!”

“I don’t know that either. but….”

“I guess I’m on to something! What is that? wizard! “Go ahead and say it!”

Raven took a deep breath and answered.

“Probably… exhaustion.”

“…Exhaustion? “Didn’t you say earlier that your body was completely healed?”

Einar placed a hand on her shoulder her dirty hands covered in dirt and caked blood.

An expression as if the sky had collapsed.

“So are you two really lovers?”

“Oh no! Why is it happening all of a sudden!”

“Anyway I don’t know exactly. I’m not some kind of priest. “I just know of a few similar cases.”

“A case? “Miss Raven are you saying this kind of thing is common?”

“It’s not common… but it happens sometimes. “It is a case where the body is healed but the mind cannot recover and the person cannot wake up.”

Warriors who are under extreme stress that can leave a traumatic experience or who have finished a battle in which they gave their all sometimes fall into this state.

Einar raised her voice as she explained this.

“I’ve never even heard of such a thing! And it makes even more sense! Are you so mentally exhausted that you can’t wake up? Bjorn is not that weak!”

I am not weak….

She completely agreed with that statement.

A few hours ago I would have laughed to myself and moved on but at least I did now.

That’s because she watched his struggle against the vampire until his last moments.

but….

No that’s why my thoughts become even more determined.

“To be honest I’m almost certain. “The reason Mr. Yandel doesn’t wake up is because of mental exhaustion.”

Tired of not being able to get up?

This goes beyond the realm of being mentally weak and strong.

It was a natural fight.

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‘Maybe if she had seen it herself she wouldn’t have said this to me.’

Perhaps today I witnessed an incredibly valuable scene.

“wizard! Then when will Bjorn wake up!”

“well. “It could take a day at the earliest or two days at the latest.”

“Then I’ll be up in a few hours! “Because Bjorn is a great warrior!”

‘…If that’s the case why did she ask?’

Raven felt uncomfortable once again but for some reason she didn’t feel like shooting or anything.

It was more like he didn’t have the energy to do that.

In fact it didn’t sound as absurd as it used to.

“A great warrior….”

Throughout history there are less than ten barbarians who have officially received that title from the king.

‘Well it seems like it’s just used as a compliment among barbarians these days.’

She gathered her thoughts one last time before continuing her words.

The essence of a corpse golem and the essence of a vampire.

A barbarian who ate something from a guardian.

He finished his coming-of-age ceremony last month so this is his second time entering the labyrinth?

Looking at the barbarian who was sleeping oblivious to her world she opened her mouth.

“…Maybe it really will happen that way.”

Of course for that to happen we would have to survive dozens more crises like today.

***

‘Did he survive?…’

When she opened her eyes it was midnight.

For some reason Einar was giving me her lap pillow and as soon as her eyes met I screamed ‘Bjorn!!!’ making me fall asleep.

“…Where are the others?”

“Everyone left! Bjorn are you okay? “I was worried because I passed out for three full days!”

It’s been three days?

So in terms of time this is the 7th day?

When I came to my senses I stood up straight. And first I checked the current status.

There is no visible trauma.

Aside from being hungry my health is generally good.

“Anyway Einar what are these pants I’m wearing?”

In fact the word pants has been purified.

A cloth that looks like a handkerchief is wrapped around my lower body covering only the important parts.

If I were to classify it accurately it would be closer to a skirt than pants.

It’s also minimal in size.

“ah! In that case the wizard gave me some extra cloth.”

“…Then you put it on?”

“Of course!”

For some reason she felt a sense of shame but since Einar did not show it she felt a little less.

Actually it’s a bit funny how the warriors face off against each other in this area.

“There is nothing to be ashamed of. “After all Bjorn is a great warrior!”

Well I didn’t mean to sexually harass you.

“…So what happened after that?”

I changed the subject to forget the shame.

I was curious about everything that happened after I lost consciousness. Especially when it comes to loot.

“Number item? Murad took it and the wizard took the crack stone.”

“what?”

It was a series of surprises from the beginning.

The fact that I’m alive now means that I absorbed its essence… Doesn’t this mean that the vampire dropped all three items?

What kind of store is there?

“Oh right! There was no need to roll dice when distributing crack stones. “Because the wizard insisted that I should at least take this to make up for the loss…”

Einar continued as if making excuses.

“Murad said it didn’t matter but I still said no! But then the wizard said something strange.”

“Strange words?”

“Anyway Bjorn said he won’t be able to say anything about taking the rift stone since you took the biggest prize.”

‘From what I heard it seems only she knows that I consumed the essence of a vampire.’

I quietly lowered my head.

There was no regret at all in the distribution of this loot.

Whatever the reason the wizard fed me the essence of a corpse golem. Considering the additional cost of potions poured into me the wizard actually suffered a loss.

If he gets greedy even for crack stones he is just a thief.

Einar seemed to think a little differently.

“But I said we would wait until you woke up and then decide but I had no choice! “When he didn’t wake up even after waiting for over half a day everyone took the portal over there and left!!”

“There is no need for you to blame yourself. “Isn’t it inevitable?”

To be honest I can only imagine the expressions on the faces of those who were held captive by Einar for half a day…

It would be better to just praise here.

“thanks. “I’m relieved to have you.”

“…It’s all natural! “Aren’t we colleagues?”

I checked my luggage which I assumed Einar had gathered.

Backpack Mace a few pieces of scrap metal that used to be my shield…

‘But if I take it and sell it the price of iron will come up.’

After putting everything I could find into my backpack I took out food and a canteen and simply filled my hungry stomach.

And I checked the time.

11:20 PM.

‘There’s less than an hour left until the stairs close.’

“Bjorn! When you’re done eating why don’t you head out? “There’s not much time left!”

“I can’t do that.”

I stubbornly refused.

I really want to leave this horrible place right now but…

After going through so much trouble shouldn’t we take care of everything we can?

I also want to check out the boss room.

‘The wizard took the Necronomicon so is there only one left?’

It looks like we need to move quickly.

***

“You have entered the crystal cave on the first floor.”

“The labyrinth has been closed.”

“The character moves to Lapdonia.”

***

I exhaled feeling the sunlight on my skin for the first time in a while.

‘Is it narrowly safe….’

The time was tighter than expected.

It took less than 10 minutes to climb up the ladder and find the hidden item on the ceiling of the watchtower on the outer castle wall…

It was tough to get to the boss room.

‘…it was a futile move in the end.’

When they said they waited for half a day did they actually mean it was time for the wizard to investigate?

‘Well given her personality it’s even weirder that I just passed her by.’

Walls broken here and there.

A torn off picture frame.

Even a box of a type I had never seen before that had been left open.

‘I’m sure there was some additional reward but I swallowed it all by myself…’

When we arrived at the boss room with all our might there were traces that a full-scale investigation had already taken place.

However rather than being angry that she had been scammed she was more curious about the identity of the item.

After all isn’t this a variant crack that has never been cleared?

This is an element that even I who has been playing for 9 years don’t know about?

My curiosity as a gamer grew quickly.

‘I’m not going to give it to you just because you ask for it… I’ll just have to subtly ask you when we meet later.’

Anyway I searched around to see if there was anything the wizard had missed and time was running out.

In fact the stairs closed as soon as I got out of the crack so to say that it was really scary would be an understatement.

If I hadn’t been careful I would have caught the boss mob and been trapped there forever.

“Serum Kennick’s fourth son! The scar has increased! i envy you!”

“It’s no big deal! Karak the third son of Panun!”

As I was briefly contemplating my thoughts I heard the voices of barbarians coming from all over the place.

Fortunately I haven’t found it yet.

I bowed low so as not to be noticed and headed to the currency exchange office for level 9 explorers only.

Luckily I arrived early so the line wasn’t long.

There were no barbarians to bother me.

When I handed over the magic stone the official machine-likely converted it into currency just like last time.

“It’s 231520 stones.”

230000 stones.

Although the amount feels infinitely small compared to the hardships I have gone through…

‘Because this isn’t everything.’

During this exploration two essences were absorbed.

Moreover once you dispose of the actual items you will earn a profit that is several times that of the magic stone.

‘Somehow magic stones always become wealth instead of wealth.’

I don’t know whether to be happy or sad about this.

He was smiling bitterly and reaching into his pocket.

“That’s too much money to be a level 9 explorer.”

The official took back the bag he had put down and looked at my face with meaningful eyes.

“What’s in the backpack on your back?”

What do you have?

There’s nothing I can’t answer for you but…

“…Why do you ask that?”

For some reason my back feels cold.

As I looked around I saw guards coming quickly towards me from afar.

It looks like he pressed the emergency call button that was said to be hidden under the bank desk.

“Is it interest?”

“yes.”

I raised my arms and expressed my intention to cooperate with the government authorities but after speaking a few words with the government officials the guards forcibly tied both of my arms.

Hey I barely came back alive and I wonder what is this?

“Barbarian let’s go over there for a moment and talk.”

I instinctively felt that something was wrong.