Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 52



Episode 52 Team Banpoon (2)

Grumble-!

The heat can be felt even from a distance of about 10 meters.

And the acrid burnt smell that tickles your nose.

Exciting-!

As soon as my brain recognized the current situation my heart tightened.

‘If this had fallen on our heads…’

It’s probably all gone.

“Get ready for battle!”

The moment the dwarf who was dazed by the sudden situation shouted explorers appeared from the side of the bush.

The total number is five.

Four people were in a formation guarding a wizard.

‘Just looking at the bar it doesn’t look like it’s on the 3rd floor…’

Why are these bastards here?

As I was praying in my heart that it wasn’t just a looter the triangle-shaped beastman chuckled as he saw us ready for battle.

And she spoke in an overbearing tone.

“This orc colony is the territory of the Dzarwi Clan so leave for another place.”

‘Clan?’

For some reason everyone seems to be wearing the same seal on their chest.

‘Nimi….’

Cursing words inevitably came out.

It’s not that I don’t understand what these guys are doing.

‘Control hunting grounds on the 3rd floor?’

Hey wasn’t this content originally available from at least the 5th floor?

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But surprisingly there is controlled content.

At first it appears to prevent movement between maps before completing the main episode but later if a clan is created the player can also control the hunting ground.

Of course since this requires a huge amount of manpower it is a loss unless it is a habitat for a few rare mobs and boss mobs.

‘But it’s controlled from the third floor?’

I just can’t understand it with my head.

Are you saying that you can obtain it by controlling a level 7 monster and then use it?

Just look at that wizard.

It is a waste to use high-ranking personnel who can use such magic to barely catch orcs.

“…I understand that Dzarwi is a clan that operates on the 6th floor and above. But why are you in a place like an orc colony?”

The dwarf also asked a question carefully wondering if this was the first time he had heard of this.

But the answer that came back was only cold.

“There is no reason to explain it to you.”

Oh I see.

I was convinced but the dwarf was not.

Even though we were on the same team and showed a lot of foolish behavior this guy is also an explorer.

Sensitive to matters involving self-interest.

Even more so if the cause is external rather than internal.

“I heard that in the case of some clans the royal family grants them rights within the labyrinth in recognition of their achievements. But I have never heard that this is the territory of the Dzarwi Clan. Above all I don’t even know if you are actually one of them.”

As the opponent was the opponent the dwarf presented his questions as logically as possible.

It was definitely a correct story.

It was clear that they were much higher level explorers than us based on their equipment and the level of magic we just saw but there was no evidence that they were members of that clan.

but….

‘I think it’s right to just stand out….’

Honestly I’m more scared if it’s not the case.

Isn’t it clear that large clans don’t even notice the external gaze but impersonators don’t have any such thing?

“You’re telling an interesting story.”

Soon the beastman made an unpleasant expression and rolled his eyes.

However the dwarf did not lose either.

“I tend to hear things like that often.”

As the silent fight dragged on the tension gradually increased.

Trudging.

I felt something approaching from behind.

I checked and found that she was none other than Misha.

But why is he suddenly so close behind me?

As if hiding from something…

“…Are you even half a penny?”

When the beastman frowned and asked I felt him flinch behind me.

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What was it really hiding?

“Oh my brother Burning….”

Misha stuttered her words and slipped out next to me.

At this the beastman’s expression became even more crumpled.

“I guess they told you not to call me that on the outside?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Tsk I was afraid it wasn’t half a penny so I spoke in a tone of voice.”

Misha couldn’t say anything and lowered her head in response to the beastman’s sarcasm.

As expected it seems that they were so close to each other that they couldn’t call each other Banpoon.

‘Anyway what’s the relationship between you two? Are they really family?’

As such questions arose the magician on the other side who had been holding the weight behind him asked calmly.

“I wonder if that lady is your sister?”

“Yes for now.”

As the beastman nodded his head politely the wizard smoothed his smooth beard.

“Hmm I owe Lord Karlstein a debt. Besides if it’s your younger brother you can’t call him a stranger so they are a special exception—”

“There is no need for that.”

“huh? but….”

The beastman once again flatly refused the wizard’s consideration.

“Your father won’t mind either. “I cannot tell you the reason because it is a matter within the family.”

A cold voice with a hint of stubbornness.

“I understand if you say so.”

The wizard also changed his mind and nodded without saying a word. But did you think it would be okay to at least explain the reason?

“Hey you guys.”

He took a step forward and opened his mouth in a pleading tone.

“Due to internal circumstances within the clan we urgently need the essence of an Orc warrior. If things go well you will be able to hunt here from the next cycle so just go somewhere else this time. “Well either go to the outskirts where the Great Warrior doesn’t appear.”

Perhaps because he was a wizard he spoke much more softly than the beastman… but in the end he meant to tell us to go away.

“I refuse.”

The dwarf shook his head.

And he taunted the other person with an uncharacteristically sharp tone of voice.

“It looks like you are claiming your rights without royal recognition so what reason would there be for us to look into your clan’s situation? And do you know that what you are doing now is illegal in the first place?”

“…injustice?”

Was it a particularly offensive word?

“A wise explorer would know when to be careful with what he says.”

The gentle wizard’s eyes turned fierce.

However did he want to leave no room for problems in the future?

“Rather than that when have we broken the law? “I’m just being considerate that if we stay here there won’t be any monsters left for you to hunt so it would be better for you to go somewhere else?”

Although I said it differently if I interpret it it means that if we don’t leave they will do everything in their power to interfere with the hunt.

The dwarf must have understood this as he pursed his lips with an angry look on his face.

“Shit….”

What if they forcibly kick you out or injure you?

These parts are not clearly specified by the Labyrinth Act.

This means that they do not receive any help from the law.

‘The problem lies in the fact that we tried to rely on the law in the first place.’

I feel sorry for the dwarf who tried to protect our team’s rights at all costs but I wanted to step down from the beginning.

Isn’t the labyrinth a place where the powerful become the law?

If you forget this and do something for no reason even mice and birds can disappear without you noticing.

‘By this time he must have realized that it is not the time to show off his pride so it would be better to coax him to step down.’

After observing the situation like that I decided on the next course of action.

“You guys don’t worry I’ll take care of this.”

Suddenly Dwalki intervened.

Spouting words that are completely incomprehensible.

‘You want to solve it? ‘What is he talking about?’

There wasn’t even a part that I dared point out.

However without even having time to question the meaning of his words Dwalki smiled and approached the other wizard.

“Hahaha! Nice to meet you senior.”

“…senior? Have we ever met?”

“That’s not true but as a fellow student who decided to devote his life to the study of magic—”

“Okay so who are you?”

Was this harsh reaction unexpected?

Dwalki hesitated for a moment then forced a smile and answered.

“Hahaha my name is Riol Warb Dwarki a level 8 wizard of the royal family of Lafdonia—”

“I tried something and it was trash.”

“…yes?”

Displeasure appeared on the wizard’s face.

No it seemed to me that he was more uncomfortable than when the word ‘illegal’ was mentioned and the wizard seemed to have no intention of hiding those feelings this time.

“Magic is a study? Give your life? Isn’t that something to say to a trash person who just learned a few basic spells and makes a living by pretending to be a magician and performing tricks on the street? “I’m appalled by your shamelessness so please don’t say something like that.”

Sharp criticism pouring down like rapid fire.

‘Is it because he’s a wizard? ‘Worthing is no joke.’

While I was impressed by the wizard’s apnea handling I was worried about Dwalki. I think I would go crazy if I heard something like that in front of my face…

“…Turn it off!”

Oh you’re already gone.

When I check the side I see Dwalki not breathing properly and his eyes twitching.

The sight of the mouth slightly opening and closing repeatedly is reminiscent of a fish thrown into the sand.

The dwarf who witnessed his best friend’s mental breakdown couldn’t hold back and exploded.

“Look! “Isn’t this a bit harsh?”

“You’re just telling the truth?”

“what? “Just tell the truth?”

The veins stood stiffly on the dwarf’s neck.

It is not unusual for his eyes to shine with life.

And as soon as it is detected.

“Let’s see let’s see—!”

I grabbed the dwarf by the back and lifted him up.

They then immediately confiscated the war hammer from his hand.

But as expected it is different.

Chichichit-!

A tingling sensation spreads from my fingertips.

“Hikurod Murad casted [Electric Lightning].”

The fuck is this guy really crazy?

I muttered quietly trying to suppress my anger as much as possible.

“Come to your senses Hikuro.”

We all almost died just now.

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“You have a good colleague. I will live my whole life being grateful to that barbarian. Because he saved all of you.”

“….”

Has the dwarf finally come to his senses?

The guy consistently did not respond to the wizard’s taunts and hurriedly left with his team. And as soon as we reached the outskirts he gave us a brief bow.

“I’m sorry. I lost my temper and got excited. As he said if it wasn’t Bjorn…”

They’re probably all dead.

At first glance they didn’t seem to be magnanimous enough to let those who attacked first go away unharmed.

“You just committed a rash act that almost led to the destruction of your entire team.”

Rotmiller reprimanded in a strong tone.

“…You have no shame.”

As if he knew his mistake the dwarf bowed his head without making any excuses.

To be honest I hoped that Rottmiller would not stop there and criticize more strongly.

but…

“As a result nothing happened so I won’t say any more.”

Rotmiller was too mentally unstable to serve as a military commander.

“And although it was just careless I personally think it was a good thing that he stepped up in a situation where his teammates were being ignored.”

I didn’t understand at all.

It’s not enough to pour out insults so why not even praise me in the middle of this?

‘Shouldn’t we at least reduce the distribution and make this expedition a free service?’

There must be punishment and reward for mistakes.

Only then will you avoid making the same mistake.

Therefore even though I was thinking about such a realistic plan the atmosphere was not conducive to saying it out loud.

‘Oh my god am I weird?’

When Rotmiller showed his mischievous side and forgave the dwarf the atmosphere around him became strange.

It’s hard to describe the atmosphere that bothered me the most since I was young.

“…I’m sorry too. “If it weren’t for me things might have turned out better.”

The first person to be swept up in the atmosphere was none other than Misha.

“Oh how could that be possible!”

The second was Dwalki.

De Walky was startled by Misha’s self-blame and waved her hand with both of her arms. And even though she stuttered she spoke steadily.

“I am… Of course what I say is not always correct…! I think I was kicked out because of you! So don’t ever think like that!”

It wasn’t a very fancy consolation but the emotions mixed in it were conveyed sincerely to everyone.

Was that why?

“Do you know why I… don’t like talking about family?”

Misha suddenly started talking about herself.

“I am treated like a person who does not exist in my home. “Maybe someone can guess why.”

Misha looked at our facial expressions.

Perhaps one of the people guessing Rotmiller avoided my gaze first so I pretended not to know.

Fairies deal with spirits.

Dwarves with the Blessing of Arms have increased efficiency when handling number items and barbarians have a spirit imprint.

Likewise in addition to having an unusually high basic agility stat the beastmen also have racial characteristics.

“I am the only one in my family who could not make a contract with a ‘soul beast.’”

Soul water.

Beastmen can make contracts with ancient beasts called by those names.

And the forms of contracts vary.

You can summon them to fight together strengthen them to increase their physical abilities or receive blessings to use the special abilities of the beast.

Of course not all prisoners are possible.

Only a few talented beasts are chosen by spirit beasts.

But the problem here is…

‘I guess this means he is of tribal leader lineage.’

A direct descendant of the Karstein family the clan leader.

In other words it is a big problem that she being a pureblood cannot handle the ‘soul count’. It is not simply a matter of whether talent exists or not but it is circumstantial evidence that raises doubts about the bloodline itself.

“When I was young I got along well with my brothers. But things changed when I became an adult and couldn’t make a contract with the spirit tree. Everyone called me Banpoon. “It’s only half mixed with blood…”

A child born through infidelity.

Her mother had passed away early so no one could know the truth about her and Misha could not bear those gazes and left home. She devoted herself exclusively to martial arts and slowly grew as an explorer.

“Thank you for bringing up a difficult story.”

When the short yet long story was over the dwarf patted Misha in an unusually serious manner.

Neither Misha nor she was as picky as before.

Should she rather be like a domesticated cat?

“Hikuro… didn’t he think of us as colleagues and got really angry?”

What is it that happens like that?

The emotional line continues again and again making it difficult for a pessimist like me to follow.

“Hahaha! Since you say that I guess I should tell you my story too. My dream was to become a blacksmith. But because I didn’t have any talent I couldn’t get a job as an apprentice for 10 years. That’s why I became an explorer only when I was over 30! “But I still had to make money so I thought this was the time so I ran away.”

Misha’s confession must have impressed the dwarf as he calmly told his story and Dwalki was next.

“There is no one like me who does not have talent. Although I was able to enter magic due to my family’s financial circumstances I was unable to enter the Magic Tower due to my limited talent. “Maybe if I was a proper wizard… he would definitely respect me a little.”

Dwalki then revealed that his goal was to earn money as an explorer and learn more about magic.

And I thought the story would end here but…

“I’ve been on several teams so far but this is the first time I’ve encountered a situation like this.”

Rotmiller who had been silent smiled and revived the dying embers.

“I also have something to apologize for. “When Murad and Miss Karlstein talked about annual leave the other day I got angry without even realizing it.”

“Did something like that happen?”

“exactly. It was my ugly jealousy that caused it. “Not knowing that each had their own circumstances I thought they were both lucky enough to be born into different races but complained about being slow or fast.”

Human explorers also have their advantages.

First of all you can use an auror and become a spiritist wizard or priest.

Some people are born with a body as large as a barbarian.

In fact it has the strengths of all races.

But in the end this is just one possibility and the story of a few with special talents.

“Hahaha! So our team is all half-hearted? “It’s better because it means we won’t have to feel intimidated when we see each other in the future.”

Soon the dwarf smiled awkwardly and revived the sinking atmosphere.

And with those words—

“I’m sure that’s true too.”

Dwalki a talentless wizard was happy.

“I will work harder from now on to help the team!”

Also I was touched by the beastman who was born as a pureblood and cannot handle the spirit tree.

“I don’t plan on doing it on the third day of the first trip but I want this team to last as long as possible.”

Rotmiller an 8-year human explorer who was the pinnacle of mediocrity was the same. Everyone acknowledged their own shortcomings spoke openly and comforted each other.

As a result attention naturally focused on me who had not confessed anything yet.

“….”

“….”

The look in your eyes as if you are missing something.

‘Oh I don’t have anything like that….’

I think I need to say something first to avoid becoming an outcast on the team…

I was so embarrassed by all the stares that I was gathering that I ended up spitting out whatever came out of my mouth.

“I have no mother!”