Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 76



Episode 76: Ghostbusters (5)

A secret security department directly under the Lapdonian royal family.

“what? “He came back covered in blood?”

The man who heard his subordinate’s report let out a laugh.

The reason was that she didn’t even know where to start getting angry.

“Let me tell you this first why did you contact him? “I guess all I ordered was to follow?”

“…It appears to be arbitrariness on the spot.”

“Are you kidding me? “Say it straight.”

“It is said that since he is a three-month-old barbarian he decided that he would be able to easily identify him.”

Soon her man sighed deeply.

It’s not that you can’t understand.

Most demons that are less than a year old are extremely naive. Just by sneaking up on them and pretending to be in the same situation more than half of them reveal their identity.

Even the other half showed their true identity through their facial expressions.

“So you said there was no such reaction?”

“As soon as he heard yes he frowned and got angry telling me to speak straight and not say difficult things. “I think it would be quicker to see it in person.”

His subordinate took a button out of his pocket.

A specially designed video recorder.

When this was placed on the crystal ball on the desk the events that occurred at the time were reproduced.

The man reviewed her records several times carefully observing the barbarian’s facial expressions eyes and facial muscle movements.

[USA? taiwan? europe? Where did you come from?]

The guy who made the mistake this time took a too complacent approach but…

Still this reaction is definitely special.

[What do you mean? Don’t say anything difficult and speak straight.]

The answer came back without even a single breath of time.

Normal evil spirits are embarrassed and rack their brains to find out the other person’s identity.

But what was this barbarian like?

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[Wow I almost got fooled. You’re really good at acting. Wasn’t it 3 months ago?]

[performance? I shouldn’t have said anything difficult right?]

Vocabulary and speaking style.

[Then feel free to ask. Are you perhaps an evil spirit?]

[What are you hiding now? you’re right. so….]

Thoughts and questions.

[It’s done. There is no need to say any more.]

[yes? What does that mean—]

[The tribal chief said so. You have to kill every evil spirit you see.]

And cope.

All of them are clearly different from existing evil spirits.

No rather it is consistent with the unique reaction that only comes from people who are not evil spirits.

“Even people who don’t want to reveal their identity usually choose to avoid it in that situation.”

But what was this barbarian like?

When he made his decision he chose to attack it head on.

Without any hesitation like a barbarian.

The man thought for a moment and came to a final conclusion.

“It certainly doesn’t seem like an evil spirit.”

Bjorn Jandel.

Just as his name caught our eye the evil spirits must have shown interest in him.

But he gained fame only a few days ago.

‘Because it was before the ‘meeting’ was held yet they probably didn’t even hear about our method…’

All circumstances indicate that he is not an evil spirit.

Even if the existence of the secret security department had been recognized in the first place it was questionable whether such a response would have been possible.

More than anything I was impressed by the incident that occurred at the guild.

When he was falsely accused and was on the verge of death he escaped from prison and committed suicide? Just looking at the cancer it is not something that evil spirits who like to pretend to be noble would do.

I wouldn’t know if it were a barbarian who couldn’t see anything.

thus-

“Bjorn Yandel is not guilty.”

Her man stamped her report with a blue stamp.

Then he put the report in a file and stuck it in the closet.

The subordinate who was watching breathed a sigh of relief.

“…Thank goodness.”

“Yes that’s a good thing. “If he had come back after being beaten until he was covered in blood by an evil spirit he would have died by my hands.”

“If I do how will I be disciplined?”

“This guy contacted the target on his own while on a tailing mission. “We will be dismissal for three months receive a 12-month pay cut and postpone this promotion review until next year.”

“Then I will tell you that.”

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Afterwards his subordinate left the office and the man sat alone and lost in thought for a while.

‘I got tinnitus after 3 months even though it wasn’t an evil spirit…’

Regardless of this incident it seems to be worth watching closely in the future.

‘Is he really born with the destiny of a hero? Maybe the Count will like it.’

Because there is always a shortage of talented people in this city.

***

“The character’s reputation has increased by +1.”

「The character’s reputation increases by +1…」

「….」

***

‘Is it already morning….’

I spent the night with my eyes open.

It’s because of the letter I found last night.

Is the contents of this letter real or not?

After thinking about it until the sun rose I sighed.

‘First of all it seems real but…’

It’s just a hunch you can’t be sure.

Therefore as soon as the sun came up I washed up and went outside.

First I wanted to find out about this pill.

Of course there is a good chance that this is the method of evil spirit hunters but…

‘No rather that’s why I should show some action to find out.’

Of course think about it from the local perspective.

Someone broke into my room and left behind a letter and pills with unreadable text?

It would be normal to be curious about its identity.

It would be a fucking creepy thing for them.

“I thought you forgot your appointment because you didn’t come for a few days but I guess that’s not the case?”

That’s why I visited the Magic Tower.

I thought that a wizard who was an intellectual in this world might know something.

Actually she knew about this.

Much more than expected.

“Oh seeing as the pills arrived I guess I’ve definitely gained fame this time?”

This is the reaction I got when I showed Raven the letter and pills.

“fame?”

“yes. So you don’t have to worry too much. “I originally heard that if you become a little famous you get everything.”

Soon Raven quenched her appetite while looking at the letter.

“Still it’s a little disappointing. “I wish you would have come to me right away.”

For reference the letter was blank.

There must have been something magical about it because the text was erased less than 10 minutes after I finished reading it.

“Aren’t you curious too Mr. Yandel? “What on earth did the evil spirits write and send the letter to?”

“Evil spirits?”

“Oh I didn’t tell you that. “That’s a letter written by an evil spirit.”

“I didn’t even know it was a letter. “As expected you are amazing.”

As the compliment was naturally added Raven made a characteristic nasal sound.

And he went into TMI mode as usual.

“Well I guess so. This is a story that most people don’t know. “Would you please give me those pills?”

“Here it is.”

“Do you know what this pill is?”

“I don’t know.”

“It was made by a very skilled wizard. He also has tremendous knowledge of mental magic dimensional magic and alchemy.”

“So what are those pills?”

After answering my short question with a long introduction saying that numerous wizards had worked hard to interpret her magic she finally got into the main topic.

“If you take this pill you can enter a certain spiritual world.”

“Spiritual world?”

“Oh it was a little difficult to say right? It’s easy to think of it as another dimension. “The body is asleep but the mind is moving somewhere else.”

Raven’s explanation continued after that.

To summarize it was like this.

1. If you take this pill you will be called to a specific spiritual world at midnight on the 15th of every month.

2. The evil spirits are probably exchanging information among themselves there.

3. So many people took pills and sneaked in but were found dead the next morning vomiting blood.

At this part I was shocked for a moment.

“He was found dead?”

“yes. So Mr. Yandel just because you’re curious don’t eat it.”

“Wait a minute isn’t that just like poison?”

“Hey what do you think of us wizards? “I swear to you there are no ingredients or formulas like that in this medicine.”

“Then what are the dead people?”

“Well there are a lot of hypotheses… The most likely one is that they have a way to distinguish between those who are not evil spirits. “When the soul and body separate the body dies.”

“…It’s a dangerous drug.”

These words were sincere.

After all isn’t that because the moment I take the pill my life is in his hands?

Of course I now believe to some extent that the person who sent the medicine was the player…

There is no information about what kind of player that player is.

“Anyway it’s definitely not like poison. Although it is not an official record there is a story that a captured evil spirit made a statement about this meeting. This means that it is not a poison that will kill anyone who ingests it.”

“I see.”

“Oh and another strange thing is that they take the form of spirits there so you can’t really tell who they are.”

This is good news to hear.

And with this most of the questions were resolved.

Is this why connections are important?

If I didn’t have a connection with a wizard I wouldn’t have heard this story anywhere.

However I asked one last thing.

“Is there any way to identify the person who took this pill?”

“Absolutely. “If that were the case all the evil spirits would have been caught.”

I see

I understand why the sender was confident that anonymity was strictly guaranteed in the community.

“So can I do some research on this pill?”

“It doesn’t matter if you want to pay for the day with that.”

“He answered everything I asked even if it was trivial. That’s it. I don’t think anything more will come out of my research anyway. “Now that we’re done chatting let’s sit here.”

As she instructed I sat down on the chair.

I didn’t ask whether this chair was an instrument of execution that could crush a person’s head.

“Then let me begin.”

“…Finish it quickly.”

Well I know now.

Jijijijijijijik-!!

This chair is a magic tool made for blood collection.

***

At around 4pm a day’s research was completed.

This means that there is no need to bother coming to the Magic Tower and wasting time until next week.

“Oh the author is someone famous these days?”

“I heard that Hernesion was the one who came up with the nickname Little Vulcan…”

“That strict person viewed the barbarian so favorably? “It’s amazing.”

As I leave Raven’s personal laboratory I see wizards gathered in the lobby.

Everyone is looking at me.

Is this the power of fame?

‘Last time he treated me like I was looking at experiment materials lying around…’

I once again felt that the value of the name had risen—

“You said you ate the essence of an orc hero?”

“Aru said he even possesses the essence of a vampire’s guardian?”

“Sure… this is precious.”

A look that seems to be looking at not ordinary experiment materials but very very valuable experiment materials.

Do these bastards really care about the reputation of explorers?

“Look! “Would you please come here for a moment?”

“Because I’m busy.”

“No it only takes a moment—”

“I can’t because I’m hungry.”

I left the magic tower as if running away despite the gazes that were several times more uncomfortable than usual.

‘I don’t have enough time to go to the library so I guess I should just go back and rest.’

After returning to the inn for about an hour to gather my thoughts I collapsed into bed.

Then he took out the pill and observed it carefully.

As my mind sinks my thoughts deepen.

‘It’s a community where anonymity is guaranteed….’

The biggest reason I tried to avoid contact with other players was because of risk.

Because if even one person knows it’s no longer a secret.

However listening to Raven’s words it seems like a place no different from a virtual web space.

Well in the past I wondered if contacting players would be of any use but…

Now my thoughts have changed a bit.

‘I’m sure those people there must know more than me.’

I’m not talking about hidden pieces or hidden information in the game.

If it’s something that others know there’s no way I wouldn’t know it.

However this is another world other than a game made up of decimal systems.

As the risk of identity exposure is reduced the advantages become more prominent than before.

‘You’ll have to check for accuracy to find out but it’s not a bad idea to be able to get information one step ahead.’

For example what methods do evil spirit hunters use? The Explorer’s Guild created and tested a new law.

If you join the community you will be able to get the latest news more easily.

In short a secret source of information is created.

‘I’m not really looking forward to it but I wonder if he might know a way to get back.’

After looking at the medicine and thinking about it for a while I made a decision.

‘Still it would be better to eat it.’

A conclusion reached after carefully weighing the risks that must be taken and the returns that can be obtained.

However I have no intention of eating it right now.

Not only do we need time to check if there are any other risks but…

‘No matter how anonymity is guaranteed there will be someone who sent an invitation.’

Think about it.

What would happen if three people sent invitations and all three joined the community?

It becomes possible for the person who sent the invitation to infer the identity and identity of the three.

‘If you eat it it would be safe to wait at least 3 months to half a year.’

Of course all these assumptions are meaningless if the community is not operating in the way I think it should be.

but….

‘Because the information is not urgent right now.’

Let’s wait slowly and patiently.

As always.

Isn’t there a saying that everything is strong?

***

A laboratory in the upper level of the Magic Tower.

[00:01]

The moment the minute hand of the clock passes midnight.

A man lying on a chair opens his eyes.

And she immediately stands up and contacts someone through the crystal ball.

“Soul Queens what happened to the new one this time?”

Although he tried to hide it the anticipation and excitement were clearly evident in his voice.

However a look of deep disappointment soon appeared on the man’s face.

[There was none.]

“Hehe then I guess he really isn’t a player.”

[That is highly likely. So what are you going to do with the letters that haven’t been sent in this round?]

Her man thought for a moment.

Originally there were a total of seven letters that should have been sent before this meeting. But this time it was sent to only one person.

Because there was one thing to check.

but….

“I shouldn’t put it off any longer because of my unreasonableness. “Could you please send the letters that were not sent this time sequentially before the next meeting?”

[Yes I will convey it that way.]

The short conversation ended with this.

Before you know it the lab is filled with silence.

“I was expecting it because I heard you chose the shield at your coming-of-age ceremony.”

Her man muttered under her breath.

“It wasn’t ‘him’ this time either.”

At this point it even occurred to me that the rumors circulating among players might be true.

In the meantime I consistently denied it as a fan but…

‘Actually it doesn’t make sense to organize such a large amount of data on your own…’

Does ‘Him’ really exist?

Was he simply someone from the game company as many people assumed?

It’s been 20 years since I opened my eyes in this unfamiliar world.

Cracks were slowly appearing in her man’s trust.