Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Episode 46 Line (3)

Tarikan Lien.

Of course, this isn’t his real name, but anyway.

‘First of all, I’d better talk while putting something in my mouth.’

Since the dorm wasn’t too far away, I brought him to my room and bought him some food on the first floor.

For reference, the menu is a 300-stone daily set meal.

Chicken stew, a few slices of bread, and a few roasted vegetables were all he ate, but that alone thrilled him more.

But if there is one thing that bothers me…

“I will never forget this favor!”

Who the hell is this clumsy barbarian accent?

It’s fortunate that he seems to have come to his senses now, but if he’s going to do it, he should do it more properly.

Not only does he lack confidence, his voice is small.

We barbarians rejoice much more vigorously when someone buys us something to eat.

‘…Still, I eat well. Is it because I starved a lot?’

Watching him hurriedly devouring his food, I secretly smiled bitterly.

It was because of one fact that I learned from a short conversation after finishing the meal.

‘I never thought it wasn’t a newbie……’

Surprisingly, this man was a senior than me.

Although it’s only a month difference.

He was called to this world a month before I woke up in Bjorn’s body.

By the way, here’s another surprising fact.

“Coming-of-age ceremony? Ah, I was really surprised at that time. Who would have known there would be an evil spirit among us?”

‘An evil spirit came out…….’

Coincidentally, this man and I had similar beginnings.

Even at his coming-of-age ceremony, an evil spirit.

In other words, there was an incident where a player was killed by the hand of a tribal chief.

And one question that arises at this point.

‘How did he survive there?’

At adult ceremonies, names are called.

However, when you open your eyes, the evil spirit has no information about this body. So every time the tribal chief was called, I had to count the numbers in my mind in a breathless tension.

‘…But even if I didn’t tremble like that, didn’t I have any suspicions?’

Well maybe it is.

Or maybe he didn’t get suspicious because he used a strategy similar to mine.

I was curious for some reason, so I subtly asked, but the answer that came back was a little futile.

“How many times was your name called during the coming-of-age ceremony?

I see It was the last turn.

Then he wouldn’t even have to know what his name was.

Because there wouldn’t be any warriors left.

All I could think was that he was lucky, but he didn’t seem to even realize that he was lucky.

That’s so nasty.

“So what happened after that?”

“What happened? That’s… Why are you curious?”

why why

It’s because I’m a demon too.

data research data research.

“Listen to it, and if you’re in trouble, maybe I can help you.”

I deliberately answered as vaguely as possible.

However, in his head, I wonder if it was already recognized as a fait accompli.

“That’s right! Then let’s talk about it!”

He didn’t hide his expectant eyes and slowly began to tell his story.

From the day I opened my eyes in the body of Tarikan Liyan to today.

Listening to it, it was hard to say that it had a strong self-sufficient side.

“…You said you couldn’t enter the labyrinth after the coming-of-age ceremony?”

“That couldn’t be helped! I got lost along the way…”

Once he didn’t enter the labyrinth.

Although he made an excuse that he had lost his way…

‘That’s something I’ll have to listen to from this side.’

Maybe the real reason was that fighting monsters felt like crazy.

On the other hand, it would have been very easy to break away from the excited group of barbarians.

The problem would have been then.

Left in the city, he ate stone bread for a week and went around looking for a job, but no one hired him anywhere just because he was a barbarian

.

Other races are capable of dual employment.

For example, if you go to a tavern, you can find servants who serve, and you can also find dwarves who have been hired at blacksmiths from time to time.

Like this, they dig magic stones on the day the labyrinth is open and work to earn money even during the month they spend in the city.

Unlike the barbarians, who have no other options than combat.

“But didn’t you know that? It must be all about learning in the Holy Land?”

“That thing… I forgot about it for a while! And ah, didn’t I tell you earlier! I couldn’t help it because I got lost…”

So, I know that’s a phrase, so I guess.

In the first place, I was also learning about things in the Holy Land, but I turned around and asked if it was a setting that I should know if I had played the game.

‘But such an answer…’

I start to have doubts.

Is it really correct to refer to the beings who opened the ‘gate of the abyss’ on the last floor as ‘evil spirits’?

If he was that skilled, of course he should have known the Barbarian’s settings.

“…so can we continue talking?”

“Oh sorry. Go on.”

Anyway, back to the main topic of the story.

After starving for several days, he sold his starting weapon for 50,000 stones.

I don’t know who the buyer is, but I’m really sick of it.

I know that barbarian starting weapons average 150,000 stones.

‘Well, there’s a really important part.’

Having had a penny, he somehow spent a month saving it.

And the time to enter the next labyrinth.

In other words, the day I decided to wake up from this body and enter the labyrinth.

“Huh! Didn’t you enter the labyrinth that day too? Are you insane?”

“But how do you fight monsters without weapons!”

No, I should have just entered in the first place.

You must have been a player who reached the ‘Abyss Gate’ as well.

Can’t you even judge that much?

“Besides, I had a stomach ache because I hadn’t eaten anything that day!”

‘This makes me really speechless.’

My head gets complicated.

‘I can’t honestly ask if I’ve ever played that game…….’

Now that I think about it, I’m not sure if all the demons, including this guy, are from the same planet as me.

Isn’t it a world where monsters exist and magic exists? It would be possible to establish that among the evil spirits, there are those who have been called from another alien dimension.

“Anyway, keep talking.”

It didn’t seem like there was anything special about it, but I listened to the rest of the story.

Of course, there was no big difference from my expectations.

Money runs out, he is kicked out of the inn, and the days of fighting hunger and cold continue.

One day, I knew of the existence of a hostel where barbarians were gathered, so I went there to see if I could get help, but for some reason I was rejected

…

To be honest, I like him more.

How did you manage to act so recklessly and survive for three months?

‘Shouldn’t I be proud of just realizing that I have to pretend to be a barbarian?’

Even though he didn’t understand each of the options he had chosen, on the other hand, a sense of relief bloomed.

If I had made a different choice then.

‘Maybe I’m not too different.’

If you were afraid to fight that day and chose to run away.

“…but how much do you do here a day?”

By now I would have had to sleep on the street rather than in an inn with a window and a private bathtub.

Also, I couldn’t even eat stone bread, not soup, so I had to rummage through trash cans—

“Ah ah! So how was my story? Wasn’t it pitiful?”

There may have been times when you had to throw out your own misfortunes and rely on the sympathy of others.

I thought about it once more before answering.

And I made a decision.

“It was definitely a pitiful story.”

“Then can you help me?”

In an instant, the color of the face began to turn.

“Of course, the favor will be repaid. You may not believe it, but I know the labyrinth very well! Going around with me in the future will be of great help to you as well!”

would it help?

‘Looking at what he’s saying, he seems to have some knowledge about this world…’ I

can even get a glimpse of what kind of future the hope circuit in his head is drawing.

He must be imagining going into the labyrinth with me and becoming a team.

I could have said something like that that I really wanted to repay.

He doesn’t know my real identity.

But to draw a straight line ahead of time—

“I’m not going to go into the labyrinth with you.”

I swear there is no such future.

I have a stone nose, but just because I’m a person in a similar situation, I want you to carry your luggage and enter the labyrinth?

Why did I do such a crazy thing?

“Didn’t you say you would definitely help!”

Hearing a voice filled with a bit of resentment, he forced himself to swallow a bitter smile.

“I’ll help you in a different way.”

“A different way?”

“Here’s 150,000 stones. Buy a weapon with this and go into the labyrinth.”

When I took out three 50,000 stone coins and put them in my hand, his face brightened again.

“Am I really just giving this away? Thank you! I will definitely repay this favor!”

I don’t even expect to really pay it back.

Even if you have this money in the first place, it seems difficult to survive for a long time with that mindset.

The labyrinth I experienced was not a place that could be easily navigated simply by having game knowledge.

But I gave him 150,000 stones.

I handed him the money, knowing that the act would not do me any good.

“Then, since you’re tired, would you like to go out?”

“Oh that’s right! All right! I’ll come back next time—”

“Don’t come.”

I lowered my voice so he could hear it and said it one more time.

“Lyen’s son Tarikan Whether money is blown or lost, whether it survives the labyrinth or makes a lot of money, even if things work out and you can afford to return the favor—” He winced as I approached and grabbed his shoulder

.

Embarrassed feelings ran through my fingertips, but I didn’t stop.

“Same for any other reason. Leave this room today and never come to me again. And answer me if you understand. Okay?”

“…i get it.”

After hearing the confirmation, I kicked him out of the room semi-forcibly. Then I sprawled out on the bed and pondered over my earlier actions.

A bloody laugh came out.

‘Am I thinking of something old?’

Maybe it reminded me of the past when I desperately needed someone’s help.

But even taking that into account

…….

Surely, someone who is calculating would consider me foolish looking at me like this.

Someone who is emotional will feel weak, asking if this is all they can do to help.

It’s not all wrong.

I didn’t have the coolness to step back from the line, nor the recklessness to cross the line.

So I stopped right on the drawn line.

‘I’m sure this is hypocrisy.’

I closed my eyes.

And I thought again.

No matter how hypocritical my actions today were—

“Tarikan survive as long as possible.”

this was my best

If I didn’t even have money, I would never have chosen the person I am today.

***

Next morning.

I visited the explorers guild branch I visited yesterday once again.

Unfortunately, the staff responding was different…

“Five stars…?”

After checking the identity card, the female employee changed her face in an instant like yesterday’s employee and responded kindly.

what the hell is this

Could it be that something has been done to the regional chief’s identity card?

I was curious, so I asked the staff, but I couldn’t get a clear answer.

“A star? Did I say that?”

Now come and pretend you don’t know.

I didn’t dig deeper either.

It must be something like a password that only guilds use.

Something like being attached to a VIP or Jinsang.

I suddenly wondered which side would be handled, but…

‘Either way is better for me.’

How about a VIP, and how about a special treatment?

The result of receiving a kind response would be the same.

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

I checked the announcement again today as it was yesterday.

Almost unchanged except for the addition of a few new teams.

‘Will I be able to find a decent team today?’

While looking at the documents, focusing on the added team, I stopped my gaze at one part.

It was because of the familiar name.

[3rd Floor Exploration – Hikurod Murad]

Preferred Exploration Area: None To be determined at a later meeting.

Average Rating: TBD.

Current number of people: 1 melee defense Dwarf warrior (7th grade)

Number of recruits: 4 people (unrelated to role group, it may be different depending on the composition of the team)

*Equal distribution

‘The team leader’s name is Hikurod Murad?’

Also the fact that the race is a dwarf.

It doesn’t seem like they’re the same name…

‘Did the original team disband?’

Whatever the reason, it’s not bad.

It’s a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of At least, isn’t the team leader quite trustworthy?

I wonder what the number item you ate in ‘Blood Citadel’ was.

‘I’ll have to meet him once.’

Afterwards, after filling out a short application form and submitting it to the administrator, I left the building and headed that way to the commercial district.

Perhaps, at the earliest, a meeting will be arranged the day after tomorrow at the latest.

‘Then, let’s try some hyeonjil before that.’

I was sure

It’s sure to be one of the most enjoyable times ever.

‘Uh…but have you ever had fun?’

I decided not to worry about minor issues.

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