Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 433



Episode 433: Return of the Lion (4)

A tavern in District 7 that is always crowded with explorers.

It’s a place where cheap alcohol is sold at a low price empty bottles are always rolling around and drunks get into fights whenever they get the chance.

Kwaang-!

The door there bursts open.

Well in any world there are people who like to talk.

Even more so if it makes money.

“Extra! “Extra-extra!”

“What are you doing selling newspapers?”

At the boy’s appearance the owner who had a scary appearance rolled up his sleeves and came out.

“Ibosho miscellaneous merchants are not allowed in our tavern.”

“No it’s outside the scope!”

“It must be news of an improvement ceremony.”

“Kkekekekeke hey! Do you think we who have been drinking here since broad daylight would be interested in such a story?”

“For that matter weren’t you really annoyed earlier? “The whole city is in an uproar over something that isn’t that big of a deal.”

“Come on little boy come when you’re older.”

Soon the owner lifted the boy on his shoulder and headed toward the door.

And that moment.

“You idiots!”

“ha ha ha!”

“Bjorn Yandel has returned alive…!”

“ha ha ha…?”

For a moment there was silence in the tavern.

Of course that time was short.

“The little boy heard a strange noise somewhere and started making a fuss.”

“How can someone who died more than two years ago come back alive?”

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“Besides he’s an evil spirit right?

“So you came back alive and you’re not an evil spirit! While you’re here drinking to death! “There’s an uproar outside because of this!”

The owner was the first to stop at the boy’s cries which felt so unfair and sounded so sincere.

and….

“Wait a minute I’d like to hear more about that in more detail.”

An explorer expressed interest and the owner dropped the boy off.

“Wow the smell of alcohol is really….”

Soon the boy who was brushing off his crumpled collar with his palm headed to the table where the explorer was and threw a coin as if the explorer was paying for it first.

“Tell me that first. “Is it true that Bjorn Yandel came back alive?”

“Then I’m sure. “This is something that the Prime Minister of Iron acknowledged in a gathering of thousands of nobles!”

“…The Prime Minister of Iron?”

“So that’s how it happened….”

Soon the boy trailed off and glanced at the explorers around him who were pretending not to be there pricking up their ears. At this the nearby explorers also sighed and threw coins.

And so the story began in earnest.

It was a story that could be summarized shorter than expected if you take away the seasoning of a well-spoken boy.

“So… the reason Bjorn Yandel was said to be dead was to disguise himself while carrying out a mission for the royal family and the fact that he was declared an evil spirit was a necessary part of the mission right?”

“Rather than that if it’s Lihen Schuitz… isn’t he the man called the man after the blood spirit? This time he took on the role of leader of the expedition!”

“I was wondering what was going on when I heard that a person whose name was not properly known was leading these prominent people.”

The return of a hero who was clearly engraved in people’s memories even after time had passed.

The explorers in the tavern seemed to have piqued their interest and paid money to listen to what happened at the triumphal ceremony.

And how much time has passed?

Kwaaang-!

The sound of something breaking was heard from a table in the far corner and the explorers noticed and turned their gaze in that direction.

plod trudge.

A large woman was walking reeking of alcohol but with clear eyes.

“Hey… I wonder what’s going on all of a sudden…”

The surrounding explorers were silent due to the spirit radiating from the large woman and only the boy noticed and asked about her business.

Soon her woman’s lips opened.

“Boy I was listening to your story over there.”

“…Is that so?”

“Is it true? That Bjorn Yandel was alive. “That was Lihen Schuitz.”

Eyes and voice that seem desperate.

The boy had doubts about this and answered steadily.

“…Yes yes! Yes!”

“Yes… I see… I guess that was it…”

Afterwards the woman mumbled as if she were possessed by something about her took the money out of her arms gave it to her boy and left her tavern.

The boy’s eyes widened when he saw the amount of money she gave him.

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“10000 stones…?”

A large amount of money that a storyteller who walks around bars has never received before.

The people around him also became agitated.

“You’re giving me this much money for a story?”

“…I never thought there would be such a rich person in such a cheap bar.”

“Who is it…?”

“Hey why didn’t you say anything earlier?”

While everyone was curious about the identity of the woman they had passed by a man quietly muttered.

“crazy….”

“Do you really know who you are?”

“How many blonde female barbarians can there be? “How many of them are carrying such huge swords on their backs?”

“No so who is that person?”

“Wild sword Einar Pnellin.”

When her man revealed her identity the eyes of those around him opened wide again.

“What that woman just said she was one of the Seven Strongests?”

“No rather… If it’s a wild sword it’s a former colleague of Bjorn Yandel!”

“No way… is that why you showed so much interest…?”

“It finally makes sense now!”

“What so even her former colleagues didn’t know that Bjorn Yandel was alive?”

The bar started to catch fire again.

The guests continued to talk eagerly sharing their thoughts on new topics.

Only the store owner was in tears.

“That woman…she naturally didn’t pay for her drink….”

***

After the stormy victory ceremony we dispersed and returned to our respective homes.

I thought about holding on more but it seems the Marquis had no intention of going that far.

‘I guess things have worked out well up to this point….’

We returned to our mansion after a long time.

As I went up to my room on the second floor and unpacked my luggage I thought about the triumphal ceremony that took place yesterday.

‘First of all he accepted it more coolly than I expected.’

Right after I came out non-consensually in front of thousands of nobles. The Marquis naturally continued the event and settled the situation.

That my death was in fact faked and that it was all to carry out a secret mission for the royal family.

Even the announcement of evil spirits was not true.

Originally when the supporting documents were ready two months later the content to be announced was brought forward and announced in front of everyone.

That’s because the Marquis had no choice.

‘If you deny my words in that situation the royal family’s prestige will be in vain.’

That’s what I was aiming for.

Well what would you do if you held a grand victory ceremony?

It will be on people’s lips for about a month and then gradually be forgotten. I decided that this was the best way to get more attention and be engraved in people’s minds.

I don’t know why but the royal family tends to pay a lot of attention to public opinion.

‘Okay then they won’t be able to use methods like accusing you of crimes that didn’t exist for at least a few months…’

One way or another the first button was nailed well.

Now the next step is to expand your body as much as possible within the given time. Even if what happened in the labyrinth is revealed we will first think that it will be a handshake that will eliminate us.

‘There will be a lot of work to do in the future….’

With that in mind I finished changing clothes and came down to the first floor and the living room was a complete mess.

“…Emily what kind of situation is this?”

“There was an intruder while we were away.”

“…huh?”

“Every time I went out my hair that was hanging on the doorknob fell off. “I searched everything except your room just in case but luckily I couldn’t find any listening devices.”

“If there was an intruder just for a moment wouldn’t it be okay to check the recording crystal ball first?”

In our house there are CCTVs installed in the living room and entrance that Erwen bought.

but….

“Oh if that’s the case it’s already been destroyed. After all records can only be stored for one day and manipulating them is not very difficult. “It may have already interfered with the magic circuit but we can’t just leave it unattended.”

“…I see.”

“But I don’t know who they were but they were clumsy people. “They moved into an empty house and didn’t even touch the basement.”

“underground…? Ah navigator!”

Only then did I remember a person I had forgotten.

Auyen Rockrobe a looter-turned navigator acquired during the last labyrinth exploration.

She said ‘She heard that Amelia provided plenty of food for her when she was staying at the camp….’

Several days have already passed since the labyrinth was closed.

So could it be that she was starving all this time?

“Is he okay?”

“I checked and it was fine although it was a little dry. “I like the skinny one better.”

No I don’t think that’s the problem…

“Furthermore obedience also increased unintentionally. Through this incident it was revealed that he was lying about the antidote he had to take every day but he came to rely on us even more than that.”

“uh….”

“Would you like to go and take a look? “He asked me to praise him for not saying anything and holding his breath even when he was popular.”

“Oh no… I’m done…”

“Well I think it would be better for you to pay some attention too rather than leaving it to me too much.”

“…later.”

Anyway since he said he was fine I decided not to think about Auyen. Afterwards Amelia went to my room to search and after the search was over all three of us gathered in the living room.

“So is the house safe now?”

“For now today.”

“Haa… It seems like it was all a dream because something came home.”

Erwen slumps down on the sofa seemingly relaxed.

“I heard that Yandel is safe so wouldn’t it be okay to open it slowly?”

“Ah subspace.”

“okay….”

Amelia’s eyes as she said that were like those of a child looking at her Christmas present.

Well isn’t that different for me too?

What kind of items are contained in the subspace that the members of the Rose Knights possessed?

“Now then let’s open it one two three.”

Soon I quietly counted the numbers.

And that was when I counted to two.

dripping.

A visitor came.

For now I put off the subspace for later and checked who it was. As soon as she heard the knock she was put on guard but luckily it was a friendly face.

“Raven.”

“I’m sorry you must be busy. “I couldn’t stay still after hearing this.”

“Come in first.”

Afterwards Raven came into the living room sat on the sofa and asked various questions.

Was regaining her identity something that was planned?

Do you have any thoughts on what will happen in the future?

and….

“I’m glad you’re safe really….”

Soon the topic of the expedition also came to the fore.

“Mr. Yandel… are you okay?”

“Are you okay?”

“A lot of people died… I was also at the Palace of Glory on the day of the triumphal ceremony… I saw them apologizing in front of the bereaved families and calling out their names one by one…”

“…I see.”

“I’m worried. Mr. Yandel… you’re okay right?”

What should I say to ask if this is okay?

I paused for a moment then smiled excessively and patted Raven’s delicate shoulder.

“Why wouldn’t it be okay? “I came back alive like this.”

“…What happened there?”

An expedition where only ten people returned alive.

There was so much that could never be explained in a few short words.

but….

“nothing. “It is just as the Marquis said.”

It would be better not to tell Raven.

She was a woman who had to feel great guilt just for helping me as a member of the military.

Isn’t he even the party this time?

I can’t give you the burden of fighting against the royal family.

It is a burden that only remains with us.

“For some reason I feel like Mr. Yandel has become distant today. No actually it’s been like that for a long time but…”

“It’s probably because of my mood.”

“yes. “I guess so?”

The air became a little awkward like that.

In that situation Raven sipped her tea without saying anything and then stood up.

No to be exact it was when I was trying to stand up.

Bang bang bang!

An impact sound that was too loud to be called a knock came from the front door.

what? Are you a thief?

The moment I stood up with that thought in mind.

“Bjoruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

A familiar voice was heard.

“Bjorn! Come out now! “Are you really alive?”

It was a visit from a colleague I had been waiting for.

It was truly magical.

“Bjoruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

I was so depressed but as soon as I heard that voice the corners of my mouth went up without me realizing it.

Eat.

So now I have my name back too right?

The time of separation has already been long enough.

therefore….

‘Now only Misha and Mr. Bear are left.’

It’s finally time for us all to get together again.

***

Rattling rattling.

A dining table where only the sound of dishes resonates dullly.

Baekho Lee who was chewing the end of his spoon carefully opened his mouth.

“Hey meow.”

“…I would have told you not to call me that.”

“I don’t like being called by my last name so I told you not to call me by my first name?”

“I don’t get it? “Just don’t call me.”

“Wow that’s heartless….”

Baekho Lee muttered and looked to the side.

It was an ordinary meal like any other day but everyone was awkwardly opening their spoons while looking at each other.

Except for just one person.

“Meow.”

“….”

“But don’t you go out?”

“….”

“It’s not a real cat so why is there no way to get out of the labyrinth except when you go there? Look your skin has turned white—.”

widely-!

Soon the Miao woman irritably slammed her spoon on her table.

and….

“I ate it all.”

After putting away his dishes he took the stairs and headed to his room on the second floor.

Rattling.

Soon the sound of the door closing could be faintly heard from afar and Lee Baek-ho let out a long sigh.

Then he looked at the others at the meal and asked for their opinions.

“He… doesn’t he seem to know yet?”

The first to respond was the Annihilator.

“You won’t be able to hide it forever.”

“Yeah I know that but until then everyone please be careful what you say. okay?”

The guide nodded at those words.

“…I will do that for now.”

“Okay then dinner is over for today. “Everyone do your job.”

Baekho Lee grinned and stood up first leaving his dishes on the table.

and….

Rattling.

The moment he returned to his own room.

“….”

His expression which had never lost his composure in front of his colleagues until the end became cold.

He had no choice but to do so.

“Bjorn Yandel is alive….”

In fact his feelings toward Bjorn Jandel were not that bad.

Well isn’t it the same evil spirit?

He felt like he was seeing a talented junior.

For some reason looking at him reminded me of the old days.

That was why Misha who looked like a cat getting wet in the rain was taken away. Should I say that it was amazing to see him remain pure even after knowing that he was an evil spirit?

The feeling of regret that the two were torn apart was undoubtedly sincere.

but….

“That’s fun.”

It’s too late at least

Now we can’t just welcome his return alive.

Because if I were not careful the ice swordsman I worked so hard to raise as an assistant manager for two years was going to end up in the hands of a strict guy.

Oh of course strictly speaking it would be closer to returning to its original owner…

“If that’s the case you should come back a long time ago. “It would be a nuisance to do this now.”

Lee Baek-ho was truly worried.

“As expected… should I just kill him?”

If it gets in the way of your goal avoid being swayed by your emotions and exclude them.

This was Lee Baek-ho’s long-standing iron rule.