Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 45



Episode 45: Good (2)

After returning to my dorm I became lost in thought while organizing my backpack.

It was none other than this metal helmet that I was currently holding in my hand.

‘Are you going to sell this?’

The official name of this helmet in the game is ‘Golden Mask’.

An item that can be obtained by satisfying several special conditions after defeating the boss of ‘Blood Fortress’.

The efficacy is simple.

Customizes the appearance of the wearer’s face.

Although there is a condition of only 30 days.

‘It was even a consumable item with a limited number of uses.’

Maybe it was up to 5 times?

I remember that it naturally disappeared from the inventory after it was used up.

Of course it’s not accurate.

That’s because it’s an item I’ve never used myself except for the first time I acquired it.

After that I always sold it on the exchange.

For about 500000 stones.

‘Well I’m still worried….’

Of course if I was playing the game I wouldn’t have had to worry about this.

After all it’s a decoration item?

What would you do by decorating a character with 2D pixel graphics in a short period of 30 days?

Even if the market price is 10000 stone it is profitable to sell.

But where I am now is definitely reality.

After a short period of thought I made a decision.

‘Just in case let’s keep it for now. ‘Because I’m not in need of money right now.’

The situation is different from games in many ways.

Wasn’t there a case recently where he was falsely accused and imprisoned?

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If something happens to turn this city into an enemy this item will definitely play a huge role.

Maybe I’ll have something to write about for another reason.

‘Of course money is the best.’

After finishing one worry I am reminded of the importance of money.

If I hadn’t made a lot of money this time I would have definitely chosen the option of selling.

And as you can see from this.

The more money you have the more options you have.

Whether it’s a game or reality.

Or maybe this world far away.

***

“hey! Did you hear that? “The Crystal Alliance has been disbanded!”

A silver-haired fairy was quietly finishing her meal in a corner of the restaurant.

Daria Wittember di Tercia pricked up her pointed ears.

This is because I heard a conversation about a topic of interest.

“what? Will the Crystal Alliance be disbanded?”

Modification Union.

An explorer clan that has achieved explosive growth over the past 10 years by providing various conveniences to first-floor explorers by forming an extensive contact network based on countless message stones.

“Isn’t it amazing? “A whole clan of intact explorers evaporates overnight?”

“her! What does it mean to be fine? “Have they ever thought of themselves as explorers?”

From what she heard most of the members of the Crystal Alliance were ordinary people who under the pressure of taxes entered the realm of explorers.

You say you have a separate job in the city and only make time to visit the labyrinth one day a month?

Of course there was nothing particularly wrong with that alone.

No I think the purpose was good.

In fact I heard that many ordinary people who were in danger of not being able to pay their taxes were saved through this.

but….

“Anyway good news! “Already it seemed like he was just pretending to be an explorer wherever he went.”

The current revision union has been transformed.

As their power grew they began to ostracize outsiders and on the back of this they often committed evil acts against beginners.

Just look at what happened to your younger brother.

Not only did they try to commit a heinous act but they also tried to silence him by killing him.

‘I hate to admit it but if it weren’t for that barbarian something unimaginable would have happened.’

After hearing about the incident she had already been promising to take care of her someday.

But after listening to it I don’t even need that anymore.

Coincidentally this time too thanks to the Barbarian.

“By the way you haven’t asked that yet. So why did they suddenly disband?”

“Oh you didn’t even hear the news?”

“That news?”

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“The free barbarian!”

As she was secretly eavesdropping on her continued story she frowned without realizing it.

The more I heard the more interesting the story became.

Not only did he break out of prison to clear himself of the false accusation but he also took the district chief’s daughter hostage?

“As the matter grew so much it seemed like some were saying that the law to detect looters which was intended to apply only to level 9 explorers would also come to naught due to this incident.”

Indeed this is a story worthy of becoming such a hot topic.

It seems that the person who was falsely accused has already been hanged on the execution ground and even the Crystal Alliance which boasted of its large body is being held accountable for its past actions and is being punished.

but….

“But you know what’s even more surprising? That barbarian is only a level 9 explorer! That means he just finished his coming-of-age ceremony!”

A level 9 explorer who has just completed his coming-of-age ceremony.

For some reason when I hear this story one person comes to mind.

In addition to being confident in front of himself the barbarian also showed himself to be different in many other ways.

‘There’s no way such a coincidence could happen…’

She shook her head as if to shake off her distracting thoughts.

Then he left her shop and returned to her lodgings.

But every time she took a step she kept thinking about it.

‘Is that barbarian really dead?’

So far there was no room for doubt under the circumstances.

But if he is the main character of the story you just heard…

‘That explains why she didn’t return to her lodgings for two days…’

Is it okay to tell this to her sister?

Crash.

In the midst of such distress she opened her door and saw her younger brother who had become noticeably emaciated.

She was sitting on the bed with her eyes closed dealing with three flames that seemed ready to go out at any moment.

Even in her labyrinth two was the limit….

“Ah are you here?”

“… Could it be that she has been summoning her spirit ever since?”

“Yes that way the bowl becomes a little wider….”

Her mouth stiffened at those words.

Her training method itself was not surprising.

Because this is what she told her in the first place.

However her sister had never pushed herself to her limits like this before.

“You know sister I think I heard the voice of fire.”

“what…?”

“Now I understand. How can I become stronger? Why was it that I had no choice but to be weak? “Why did I always have to get help from someone…”

Her younger brother who had always avoided her gaze when speaking with a somewhat dejected look looked straight into her eyes and continued speaking.

“I wasn’t that desperate.”

There was no life at all in the cracked voice but it felt earnest at least.

It is none other than miasma.

Finally the one thing her sister was lacking most was fulfilled.

It was clear what was causing the change.

That’s why Daria kept her mouth shut.

‘Even if the story is true… it would be better not to talk about it now.’

Just like it was 10 years ago.

This will all be for her precious little brother.

***

A time past noon.

I visited the Explorer’s Guild near the Magic Tower.

She’s honestly been through so much shit that I don’t want to come anywhere near her for the time being…

I had no choice but to proceed with the newly given quest yesterday.

“What business do you have?”

“I’m looking for a colleague of my level.”

“Is there a shape you want?”

A guild administrator who asks questions quickly and without unnecessary words.

I answered without hesitation.

“We want a team of at least four people working on the third floor or higher.”

I have no intention of ending this situation by simply filling Einar’s vacancy.

Rather I plan to use my promotion to level 7 explorer to join a team with as much skill as possible and attack the tower efficiently.

‘Well that’s assuming there’s a good team.’

As soon as I followed the procedure and presented my identity card along with a previously prepared personal information form the sleepy-eyed administrative officer was shocked.

Then I checked it several times with a strange look.

“…Five stars?”

“Is there something wrong?”

“Oh no!”

An administrative member who seems strangely motivated.

I don’t know what the star is but for some reason it seems like his tone of voice has become kinder.

“This is a list of teams that meet the conditions mentioned by Explorer Bjorn Jandel. Would you like to check it out?”

Everything was done in less than 5 minutes.

“Quite an enemy?”

“I swear to you that among all the recruitment notices received by the guild this is the only one that meets the criteria!”

Who said anything?

I just said so but I don’t know why I even swear about something like this.

“Hmm.”

The document the guild member selected contained a brief description of a total of 15 teams.

If you read it from the beginning…

[Exploration of the 3rd floor – Ellen Bornev]

Preferred exploration areas: Twilight Slope Steel Rock Hill Jet-black Estuary.

Average rating: 7 stars.

Current personnel: 2 close-range human warriors (grade 7) 1 close-range strike-type beast warrior (grade 7) and 1 close-range strike-type dwarf warrior (level 7).

Number of recruits: 1 close-range strike fighter.

*Equal distribution.

*Fairy envoy.

*Participation in the before and after dinner parties is required.

*Drinking is allowed during the expedition if desired.

What on earth is this team?

I’ve only read the text but I can already smell the sweat.

I was bored and read recruitment letters for other teams but I couldn’t find a team I really liked.

If the members are good the distribution cost is low and if the distribution cost is good there is a problem somewhere in the composition of the team members.

‘…If it can be seen in the notice it must be even worse in reality.’

Perhaps if my career had been a little longer finding a team would have been easier.

The maximum floor reached is the 2nd floor.

If it weren’t for the so-called first-timers the range of options would have been much wider.

No team would have tried to make a fool of themselves with such a low distribution ratio.

‘It’s becoming a nuisance.’

I feel like I would rather post a recruitment notice myself and form members…

Well no one will come right?

The coming baby won’t be normal either.

‘I didn’t think I’d be able to find it in one day anyway.’

“Is there a team you want?”

“I don’t really see anything today.”

I shook my head and returned the document and the administrator scolded me like an NPC.

“Is that so? You took a valuable step but we apologize for not being able to help you. If you wish other teams can view Bjorn Yandel’s information—”

“That’s enough. Come back next time.”

“Oh do you want to? Terbes was a guild member who was always kind to explorers.”

Clearly he was kind in his voice manner of speaking and actions.

His work performance was also flawless.

“Then goodbye explorer!”

But… why do I feel so strange?

***

After leaving the explorer’s guild feeling uneasy for some reason I was heading back to my lodgings.

At the corner of the alley I stopped.

It was because of one barbarian.

widely.

Bushy beard.

Bottoms that are frayed and stained here and there.

Although the Barbarian race itself tends to behave like a beggar even taking that into account the Barbarian is resting against the wall of an alley with a truly pitiful appearance.

‘what?’

As soon as I saw it I felt a sense of discomfort.

Even though we stayed in separate accommodations I felt a sense of discomfort because I often hung out with barbarians.

It’s a barbarian’s job to rest anywhere so even if that’s what you’re trying to do.

‘Why on earth…don’t you have a weapon?’

There are no weapons.

This is a very serious contradiction.

No matter how poor hungry or cold they are barbarians carry at least one weapon as if it were their own life.

Most people tend to ignore curiosity but as if I was instinctively drawn to it I walked up to him and started talking.

But how can this happen?

“hey.”

“…Hee hee hee hee!”

The barbarian who was dozing off against the wall found me and was very shocked and embarrassed.

Well being afraid of strangers may be a natural reaction of a living creature but…

That’s by the standards of other creatures and we the fearless Barbarians don’t do anything like that.

‘Damn you bastard….’

The shapeless sense of discomfort slowly begins to take shape.

My heart was pounding but I quickly gathered my emotions and organized what I had to do in my head.

Well first of all I need to reduce my vigilance.

“Don’t be afraid I won’t hurt you.”

As proof that he was not an enemy beef jerky was taken out of his backpack and forced into his hands.

The greatest favor a barbarian can do.

Of course he only accepted it and did not eat the beef jerky in front of me.

However I could clearly feel that at least the wariness engraved in his eyes had collapsed a little.

‘Well I guess conversation is possible at this level.’

I asked as if I had been waiting.

“Why were you doing this here?”

“That’s because… I don’t have any money…”

I nodded quietly.

The early Barbarians had no money.

This could be it.

No if you think about it it’s natural.

but….

“What about weapons?”

“I sold green onions….”

Selling weapons isn’t enough it’s also a form of respect….

“Just say it out loud. “I am Bjorn son of Yandel.”

“I am Li Lien’s son Ta Tarikan!”

He may have realized his mistake later and raised his voice but it was too late.

I was already convinced.

“Nice to meet you! Tarikan son of Lien!”

This guy is an evil spirit.

It hasn’t been long since I entered this world.