Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 384



Episode 384: We (3)

“The labyrinth has been closed.”

“The character moves to Lapdonia.”

Sunlight in the city for the first time in almost two months.

Perhaps because I spent so much time in Atlanta under the dark sea until the end the light feels even bigger.

‘After all people have to shine the light.’

Like other explorers I hurried to the checkpoint before looking up at the gloomy sky of the city.

“It’s here!”

Erwen who arrived first looked at me and waved her hand.

She joined in and waited in line and before long Amelia arrived as well.

“You’re late.”

“Surprisingly it took some time to find it.”

Amelia responded and winked at the navigator standing on her right with an awkward expression.

“First of all it was true that they entered through the same District 7 plaza as us.”

“This guy doesn’t lie.”

How can you say with such confidence that it’s been so long since you met?

I was a little surprised but I asked without showing it.

“…But were there any problems?”

“at all. Instead of going somewhere else they stayed in place and waited for me to come.”

Amelia’s voice was full of pride.

Are you that happy that I listened to you?

On the other hand navigator Auyen Rockrobe seemed to have come to his senses late…

“Hehehe….”

As soon as he makes eye contact with me he smiles brightly and gives me a business smile.

Hmm I feel a little sad when I see things like this.

Since they were one of the guys who targeted us first I thought it was a good thing.

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“Now it’s our turn.”

As we waited in line it was soon our turn and we exchanged all the gemstones we had collected into money and passed the checkpoint.

And then a street full of people appeared.

Here we changed our formation a bit and moved.

A composition with Amelia positioned at the back and the navigator right in front of her.

“Haha…. Ah I won’t run away even if you don’t….”

“Because if you follow me you might get lost.”

“I lived in District 7 for 20 years….”

Although the navigator mumbled something he did not break out of formation until he passed through the streets full of people and arrived at his home.

and….

“You mean here…?”

Eventually we arrived at a three-story single-family house.

The navigator who passes the high wall and enters the garden yard opens his mouth in admiration.

But did he sense something strange while watching?

“Hey why are all the windows…?”

The navigator was unable to complete her sentence and blurted it out.

My gaze was fixed on the boarded up window.

“Never mind. “It’s a security measure.”

“Oh yeah….”

Although he didn’t say much the navigator’s eyes and expression showed both curiosity and fear toward us.

People wonder what kind of work they do and why they live in a house like this.

‘Now that I think about it I think I’ve already figured out who Erwen is…’

I’ll have to check this later.

Once we passed the garden and entered the house after some discussion we decided to assign one of the spare rooms to the navigator.

It was a room located in the basement.

“…underground? “Did our house have a basement?”

Erwen blushed shyly when she tilted her head and looked at her.

“I looked for a house on purpose. “You never know…”

Hmm is that so…?

Well I heard that every rich house has a panic room for evacuation…

Squeak squeal squeal.

Although I felt uncomfortable I watched Erwen remove the carpet and operate the equipment to create the stairs.

As I went down I found a space that looked like it was designed to be used as a warehouse.

It was empty because it had never been filled with anything and in the deepest part of the wall was a thick iron door with a lock.

Crash.

Erwen took out the key and opened the door revealing a room with a large bed.

I don’t know why but there were restraints on the wall.

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“This… isn’t a room it’s a prison….”

The navigator’s face soon turned pale as he checked the assigned room.

Actually I felt the same way.

For some reason as soon as I saw the basement room I got goosebumps down my spine.

Well it probably has nothing to do with me anymore.

“…Jail? “It’s just an ordinary room.”

“….”

“Look there’s a toilet and bathroom right? “It’s good because no one else will use it except you.”

“….”

“Hmm hmmm then I’ll just go up first. “I suddenly felt unwell…”

Ugh why is my heart pounding like this?

It’s not like I’m claustrophobic.

He quickly put the navigator in the room and closed the door and Erwen quickly locked her door.

Crash.

“Now wait a minute! for a moment!”

Bang bang bang! We heard the navigator knocking on the door but we all pretended not to hear it and ignored it.

“Can I take care of the keys?”

“Sure.”

The issue of the navigator’s residence is over when Amelia receives her keys.

He will take care of feeding me now.

Actually I have been curious about something else for a long time.

“Emily but is there really such a poison? “I’ve never heard of dying if you don’t take the antidote every day.”

Isn’t this like the loneliness of a martial arts world?

It was a typical cliché in the Demonic Cult to use this to threaten and manipulate members of the political faction.

I thought that if it really existed it might be helpful in various fields in the future.

but….

“Shuitz you have a naive side too.”

“…huh?”

“There is no way such a poison exists in the world right? Fortunately that guy didn’t seem to know much about poison.”

“ah….”

Then it was a bluff after all.

It seemed like that was a possibility so I just confirmed it now but—

“yes?”

At that time Erwen suddenly flinched.

“That poison…isn’t there…?”

A voice filled with deep regret.

There was something on her mind that made it hard to just ignore it so she turned to ask if there was something necessary but Erwen avoided her eyes.

“like. “Because you don’t know…”

So I wonder if there’s something I don’t know.

I wanted to ask in detail but I didn’t think I would get a proper answer anyway so I stopped.

***

The first day after returning to the labyrinth everyone spent time resting in their respective rooms. And from the next day onwards we got busy.

There should be one or two loot I got this time.

“Erwen let’s go together too.”

“Eh? Me? Anyway you alone are enough—”

“Are you saying you can’t do something like that for Schuitz?”

“…That’s not what I meant.”

From the second day Erwen and Amelia went out all the time to exchange their loot for cash and I spent most of the time guarding the house.

“I have prepared food to be served on the Schuitz table in order so please take care of it when it is time to eat while I am away.”

Aside from stopping by the basement every morning lunch and dinner the daily routine is nothing special.

However on the third day a guest came.

“Raven.”

“I was originally going to come yesterday but I was a little busy. “Can I come in?”

“Of course.”

As soon as I got inside Raven looked around and asked me.

“What about two?”

“I went out for the loot.”

“Hmm….”

A murmur that gives off a slightly strange feeling.

I asked if there was anything wrong and Raven answered that it wasn’t a big deal.

“I just thought that those two people are now doing the work that I used to do.”

“I feel sorry for that time. “The only person I can trust and entrust with that part is you.”

“I didn’t say this to get an apology. Above all… it’s not something that deserves an apology.”

“Thank you for thinking that way.”

First I guided Raven to the living room and sat down facing her.

And we briefly talked about each other’s current status.

“How was it there?”

“It just worked out well one way or another. “What about you?”

“It’s the same here right? “It’s not a war that will end in a day or two.”

“I see.”

“….”

A sense of distance feels different from when we were colleagues before.

This is probably the same for him too.

Since we were in the labyrinth it was almost two months since we had seen each other.

Thump thump thump!

At that time I felt a vibration from below.

“I think I’m hearing some kind of noise coming from underground….”

Oh by the way it’s already past lunch time.

“There was sewage construction done not long ago and I think it’s because of that. “Never mind.”

It was a bit weird to honestly say that people were being imprisoned so I just made a vague statement about it for now.

Fortunately Raven didn’t seem suspicious either.

Anyway after that we had a natural conversation and in the process I was able to hear about what happened during this expedition.

Well the important information came last.

“Oh and Yandel… no that’s what Mr. Schuitz asked about.”

“Is that it?”

“What about national incorporation?”

“Did you happen to find out who brought up that topic?”

“yes. “She was the Countess of Febroc.”

“Peprock…?”

As soon as I heard it I wondered what it was.

After all it was the last name of someone I was close with.

Ragnar Litanyel Peprokh.

I wonder if they just have the same last name but this question cannot go away.

When I checked in the past there was no noble family named Peproch anywhere in Lafdonia.

“What is the name of the Countess Raven?”

“Ragna Peprokh was definitely that name.”

“…what?”

Is it really him?

That’s because the middle name was omitted…

“…Do you know someone?”

“perhaps. “Could you please explain to me what kind of family Peprock is?”

“It’s a common fallen noble family. He disappeared from the Royal Family Noble Department and was reinstated a year ago without anyone knowing.”

Well then you meant that it was natural that I couldn’t find it when I checked.

Could it be that the Countess is really Ragna?

At a time when she was thinking about such things over and over again.

“I didn’t really understand that part so I did more research. There are times when fallen nobles are reinstated but how did they build up a position sufficient to participate in the royal family meeting in such a short period of time?”

Raven lowered her voice and continued.

“The answer is simple. “There was a backseat.”

“Who was it?”

“Marquis Terserion Prime Minister of Lapdonia.”

“…what?”

My head suddenly becomes confused.

Aside from the fact that Countess Peprock is the same person as Ragna if Raven’s words are true doesn’t that mean that Countess Peprock is a person who belongs to the Prime Minister’s faction?

“Then… it must mean that it was the Prime Minister who insisted on the national incorporation agenda…”

As I blurted out the thought without realizing it Raven slightly shook her head.

“no. That’s a bit ambiguous. In fact the Prime Minister himself said that as soon as the national incorporation agenda came up on the chopping board he immediately shouted at them for talking nonsense. “The other nobles were surprised by this and immediately became confused.”

“Maybe it was just a performance.”

“performance…?”

“They said it might have been a staged play. “By showing me angry I’m nailing it in advance so other nobles can’t think differently.”

“ah….”

Raven opens her mouth as if she had never thought of that.

“It looks like you also have some expertise in politics…?”

“Rather than that I’m just interested in people.”

Of course this is just a guess and we don’t know what it will be like in reality.

Because we still have too little information.

“Would you please do more research on Countess Raven Peprock?”

“I will. “I also have a lot of things that are unclear to me.”

“Thank you always.”

“Then I’ll just leave.”

“Okay be careful.”

The meeting with Raven that day ended there.

And time passes and a week later.

One sunny afternoon Erwen and Amelia headed to the commercial city to receive money from the sale of loot.

Kwaaang-!

Knights with the royal family emblem engraved on their chests broke down the front door and broke into the mansion.

“Richen Schuitz you are under arrest on suspicion of having an affair with Noark.”

Okay.

It finally came.