Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 95



Episode 95: Barbarian Trophy (2)

Eat meat and drink alcohol.

I wipe my dirty hands by roughly rubbing them on the tablecloth.

The reason for doing this is simple.

‘It’s what Baron Martoin wants. Anyway this will help me too.’

Where I am now is the count’s banquet hall.

Since it is a place where many people gather it is right to act like a barbarian.

The more barbaric rumors pile up.

Someday if someone suspects me of being an evil spirit I will become your shield.

“Hey can I touch your forearm?”

“Do whatever you want.”

“Kyaa! “I really touched it!”

As I was enjoying a banquet in the guise of a barbarian curious nobles approached me and started talking to me.

I feel like I have a part-time job as a doll.

“Hey can you just scream one more time like before?”

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

“Hahaha that’s really exciting!”

As I was acting professionally at the request of the Baron more and more people began to gather.

Among them were knights.

There were three in total and all three had sad expressions.

I think I got jealous because everyone was paying attention to me and treating me favorably.

“That’s why we should call it Little Clown instead of Little Vulcan.”

“I heard it got that name because it was small in the first place?”

“It seems like the pride of a warrior is a thing of the past now that you’re walking around farting like that.”

I tried my best to pretend not to hear.

Not only is it unusual for ‘apprentice knights’ with the strength of a 3rd floor explorer to do something like that…

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There is nothing to be gained by creating a dispute for no reason.

“Hahaha were you here?”

Soon as he was filling his stomach and playing with the nobles Baron Martoin returned.

He looked around and smiled as if he was really happy.

“I’m sorry for breaking the mood. “I have someone to introduce to you so I’ll just take you here.”

“ah…!”

I followed the Baron to the banquet hall inside the mansion.

The atmosphere was different from the outdoor atmosphere just moments ago.

There a band played cheerful music and young men and women danced in the garden but what about here?

‘Is this really a gathering of nobles?’

An interior filled with static and calm music.

Those who sit at the table and chat are also maintaining their body weight by holding their weight.

“Now come here.”

As I moved along with the Baron I continued to look around. About two hundred people were enjoying the banquet in the indoor banquet hall.

Most of them were direct blood relatives such as Baron Martoin’s young son or people with social status such as bank presidents or guild branch heads.

“There are many people I will greet in the future who have higher ranks than me so I hope you will refrain from being rude as much as possible.”

Afterwards I followed the Baron around to meet the titled nobles.

“Baron Martohan! “It’s been a while… Who is this friend?”

“The Viscount may have heard of it. “Little Balkan is famous among explorers these days.”

“Hoo interest? I’ve heard of it. But how did I come to follow you?”

Instead of answering the Viscount’s question the Baron looked at me and winked.

It means to hurry up and say the lines you have prepared.

“When I was in trouble the Baron helped me. In return I decided to protect him for the time being.”

“Hehehe! “I’m jealous to hear such words from such a strong-looking barbarian!”

“It’s no big deal. “I told you several times that there was no need for it because it was a burden on me but…”

The Baron furrows his brow and looks at me again.

“…A warrior never forgets grace.”

“her! A truly true and honorable belief. Did you say he was Bjorn Yandel’s son? “Remember your name.”

This type of conversation continued thirteen times thereafter.

This is because excluding the count who hosted the banquet there were only thirteen titled nobles.

In fact a noble named with a fief in this city was a rare thing even in the game.

‘It just so happens that I have made a mark on the nobles.’

Originally participating in a banquet like this would have been possible only if you had raised your reputation level a lot.

However I decided to be just as careful.

Since I am not qualified to participate in this position it also means that I do not have the strength to protect myself in case I am looked at by a nobleman.

“Well now that we’ve finished greeting you rest next to me until the Count comes.”

After the tour of greetings he stood quietly next to the Baron and faithfully served as a trophy.

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But is it because the Baron is by his side?

Or is it because of the previous warning?

“…Tsk.”

I don’t know but when the butler made eye contact he clicked his tongue and turned his head away but he didn’t bother me by picking on each and every issue like before.

Is this the life of a barbarian?

‘I should have done this a long time ago.’

Anyway it was quite comfortable after that.

Baron Martoin a nobleman by title never stood up first.

There were many people who came to me saying that if I just stayed still my face would break out and all I had to do was occasionally show off my tricks whenever the Baron wanted.

“Oh!”

“It truly deserves the name Little Vulcan Baron!”

Things like bending the prepared steel bar with bare hands or arm wrestling.

That was when time passed.

A familiar face was seen among the approaching crowd.

“The star that rises at dusk will guide us. Nice to meet you. “Baron Martohan and…”

“This is Bjorn son of Yandel.”

“Haha sorry. “Lord Yandel I’m not good at memorizing your name.”

When I revealed my name the paladin in white armor smiled kindly.

This was the person I met the other day after completing a sewer request.

Late at night Elisa Behenk’s body was handed over to him and he had a brief moment of relief.

The name is clear…

“Did you know Director Krovitz?”

Paal Krovitz.

It was definitely that name.

however….

‘…He’s the leader? ‘He?’

When I looked at the Baron in surprise at his words the man scratched the back of his head as if he was embarrassed.

“Although I am not good enough I am fortunate enough to have the opportunity to serve as the leader of the 3rd Holy Knights.”

“I see….”

I was very nervous.

I didn’t even think about it because I came here late at night to do chores like receiving the body.

He’s the leader of the Knights Templar?

Doesn’t that mean it’s a monster with more power than an 8th floor explorer?

“If you need a place to lean on please come to our school. As I said then our school will not forget Sir Yandel’s contributions and will always remember them.”

Well at the time I thought it was just empty words.

Since the man who holds the position of general manager said this I have to stop by later.

You never know.

It may be impossible now but if we build more relationships maybe they will send at least one priest to the team in the future.

“Hmm a ball? Director Krovitz what does that mean?”

During the conversation the Baron joined in in a subdued voice.

The eyes were full of curiosity.

In fact it would not have been easy to imagine that a barbarian would contribute to the church.

“Oh I didn’t tell you that.”

Krovitz spoke as if reading a children’s storybook looking at not only the Baron but also the people around him.

In summary it was an uneventful story.

I found Karui’s priest in the labyrinth.

As if that wasn’t enough he found the evil woman hiding in the sewers and punished her.

That was the end of the story but Krovitz was quite eloquent.

“her! I’ve heard of it. It is said that one of the evil spirits has appeared. But I never thought it was interest that killed my family.”

“Bjorn son of Little Balkan Yandel. They say he was born with the destiny of a hero and indeed….”

When the story ended the people around him led by the Baron let out gasps.

“It is a blessing given by the stars. Our church also values ​​our relationship with Lord Yandel. Oh well I have a place to go so I’ll stop now…”

Krovitz who had been putting gold paint on my face until the end said he had some business to do and left.

and….

“You are a much greater person than I thought aren’t you?”

The Baron’s eyes became a little softer as he looked at me.

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“The character’s reputation has increased by +10.”

「Character’s fame value increases by +10…」

「….」

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“Oh so something like that happened?”

“For Director Krovitz who is famous for caring about people to say something like that he must be someone who will become big in the future.”

When the story that Krovitz brought up was spreading among the nobles knowingly or unknowingly.

The count appeared and the banquet began in earnest.

“Count Ferdehild is eating it!”

The central staircase leading to the second floor.

Under everyone’s gaze a man comes down with a majestic appearance.

Next to him was his daughter in her late teens.

In a way she is the main character of this banquet.

“Thank you everyone for your support for my daughter Arabella’s birthday. “I’ve prepared a lot of entertainment for you so I hope you can put aside your worries and enjoy yourself today!”

At the count’s words the music changed dynamically and the quiet internal banquet hall began to become lively.

The quiet voice grew louder and laughter that was far from heartbreaking broke out here and there.

Well I guess I’m starting to get a little drunk.

Everyone had been sipping alcohol before then.

“Would you please do me the honor of kissing the back of Lady’s hand?”

Young people each held the hand of the person they liked and went outside to dance.

The older people sat down and had vulgar conversations while watching the clowns’ show.

It was then.

“Let’s go soon.”

The Baron got up from his seat.

A somewhat nervous expression.

When asked about the destination the Baron answered.

“You haven’t met the Count yet. “When I saw you earlier I told you about you and you said you really wanted to meet me.”

The Baron’s expression was completely different from before when he went around greeting titled nobles.

A face as if you were facing a direct superior.

‘He’s a count…’

I was nervous as well but the Count I met was quite a cheerful man.

And he was very kind to me.

“Haha! Are you there? “I wanted to meet you in person.”

When I went to say hello the Count stood up and even offered to shake my hand.

“Nice to meet you!”

Even though I accepted the handshake in a barbarian manner I couldn’t help but feel strange inside.

Bjorn son of Little Balkan Yandel.

He certainly realizes that he has become famous recently.

but….

‘The Count is like this?’

Well if you ask me that.

I definitely don’t feel that way.

That’s because in this vast city there are less than a hundred nobles with the rank of earl.

It can’t even be compared to the local leader of the explorer guild I met before.

He is truly a powerful man with omnipotent power.

Even in the game events for big players above the Count level did not even occur unless it was towards the end of the play.

however….

“You’re taller than I thought? This is why it should be called Big Balkan not Small Balkan. LOL!”

The count looks at me and praises me.

As if he wanted to be liked.

“But what is that weapon? “I heard he used a mace.”

It continues to subtly mention parts that you wouldn’t know if you hadn’t been paying attention and watching for a long time.

‘Why?’

I didn’t understand.

If he wants it’s clear that he can do whatever he wants with the top explorers on the 7th and 8th floors whose reputation cannot be compared to mine…

Why do you care about me?

‘Damn I’m making people anxious for no reason….’

Some people might be happy to get attention from a big man like the Count but least of all not me.

Wasn’t it a time when people were worried that something would definitely explode in the near future?

‘…If something happens what will it be?’

This was when my learned anxiety naturally began to assume the worst-case scenarios related to the Count.

“Suddenly seeing you gives me an interesting idea.”

The count claps his hands and looks at me saying he is right.

And he makes an unexpected suggestion.

“There will be a match between the apprentice knights a little later. “Would you like to participate there too?”

“…Wouldn’t the knights hate it?”

“I will solve that problem. “How is it?”

“Let me think about it….”

I did not give a definite answer in a vague tone.

That way there would be less of a problem if you revealed your intention through the Baron later rather than refusing to his face.

“Hmm if that’s the case. “Do whatever suits you.”

The Count stopped paying attention to me as if that was all. And he had a chat about this and that with the Baron.

Shallow conversations like praising each other’s wife and children and blessing the future of the family.

“Haha I enjoyed the conversation so I kept you for a long time. “You can go and enjoy the banquet.”

“yes.”

Afterwards when he left the Count’s side and returned to his original table the Baron immediately spoke to him.

“So… what are you going to do about it?”

“If it was like that earlier…?”

“It’s a great battle!”

That’s what you were saying.

I withheld my answer saying I was thinking about it.

Even though I was going to reject it anyway I decided that it would seem more sincere to do so.

“Think about it carefully. “How do you know if this will help you too?”

As expected the Baron tried to persuade me by telling me the benefits of participating in the tournament.

Just for participating you get 2 million stones or it’s a good opportunity to make a name for yourself.

Or the Count’s prize for winning the tournament was the 7000th number item.

“what? Garfas’ necklace?”

“…Why are you so surprised? “Is this something you know?”

The Baron who was not an explorer tilted his head at my reaction.

It was rather fortunate.

If he had been an explorer my reaction would have been even more questionable.

“Hmm I heard from Lord Elta that it’s not a very attractive item.”

No.7777 Garfas’ necklace.

This item drops only from cracks on the 5th floor and the probability of obtaining it is extremely high making it extremely difficult to obtain.

In many ways it was an item in a similar vein to the Frost Spirit Ring.

Low numeric item number.

An item effect that has a strong personality but is not of great value to explorers.

Because of this it is treated as a bit of a dud even though it is rare.

and….

‘There’s even a hidden special event.’

The worries didn’t last long.

An ominous feeling that something is about to happen?

So are you determined to stay away for a while?

Eat.

What does that mean?

Calculate the pros and cons carefully in everything but this does not mean that you should be scared like an idiot and not do what you have to do.

Because then it’s no different from jugaekjeon.

“summer solstice.”

“huh? “What did you just say?”

“I will go out to the Great Jin the Count mentioned.”