Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

The other day, when I asked Raven for a specific year, it came out that ‘Gyun Haerok’ had paper from that time written on it.

That’s why it’s even more surprising.

‘……That bastard is alive?’

Of course I thought he was dead.

Of course now I don’t know why.

He is the creator of [Dungeon and Stone] and the creator most likely to be the culprit who sent many players, including me, to this world…

This is literally a fantasy world itself.

There is, of course, the possibility of being alive.

Didn’t the Yongin people live for hundreds of years?

pounding!

When I realized this, my heart raced greatly.

It felt a little different from when I first heard the name.

An echo that contains the meaning of anticipation, not surprise.

pounding!

If the baby is really alive.

So if only I could find him and meet him.

There may be a way to return to the original world. As if the clue to the vague ‘return’ appeared in front of my eyes for the first time,

‘… let’s calm down.’

I struggled to suppress my beating heart and find my cool.

Yes, inflating expectations and turning the circuit of hope can be done later before going to bed.

It is better to focus on the now.

“You, Barbarian, are definitely unique.”

Amelia looked at me and said something meaningful.

At the moment, I wondered if it was revealed that the phrase ‘I just pretended to know once’ was a lie.

But…

“Do I have to say that I am very talkative? To be able to joke in front of me even after going through something like that. You… aren’t you afraid of me?”

Now that I look at it, it just seems strange.

Or did this kind of conversation feel a little awkward because I had never met such a person in my entire life.

The important thing is that it went well.

This is why I have to live like a crazy person. So no matter what you do, it doesn’t look weird.

“What are you talking about, human woman. I’m not a barbarian, but Bjorn, the son of Yandel.”

“Yes, Bjorn Yandel.”

Amelia laughed.

To me, it felt like a sign that I could be at peace now.

In that sense, the next question.

“But is he a man or a woman?”

“It’s a man.”

“Could it have been disguised as a woman?”

“Well, probably not. The record says he was a man with a lot of male chauvinism.”

“You’re not going to do that regardless of your ability. So as a child? Can you disguise yourself like that?”

“…… I wouldn’t do it with a child too young.”

“The basis?”

“Because he was a person who valued face.”

“Right.”

I nodded and asked softly.

“But why are you looking for him?”

A follow-up question after an easy question that had no choice but to be answered.

I saw it in some book.

Does asking a question like this increase your chances of getting an answer?

Of course, it was unknown whether it would work in real combat, but…

there was no reason not to try it.

In fact, the answer came soon after.

“……It’s a personal matter.”

personal business.

That word that modern people often use when drawing a line saying that they usually don’t want to say it or are not in a relationship.

It’s also something I say when I want to look around.

I just don’t know what he’s saying.

[You don’t need to know that.]

[Why do you have to answer?]

Even though he refused to answer in this way, he had never lied to gloss over it.

Is that why?

Maybe it’s not like Noark’s order, but it might be a really personal business, I think.

‘Well, it’s not that important anymore.’

Auril Gavis.

If he really is in Bifron, we must find him.

Because the things I want to ask are piled up like a mountain.

***

After the conversation, Amelia said she would drop by the city and return at night.

Do you have something to do there in the afternoon?

At first, it was so natural that I just nodded my head inadvertently…

“Wait a minute, how are you going to get to the city? Is there any way to avoid the guards’ eyes?”

“There is a secret passage under the sewers.”

I would have regretted not holding back and asking.

A secret passage leading to the city!

“Can you tell me about that too?”

“Hmm.”

“What are you worrying about? As if I made a request that I couldn’t handle.”

“…Okay, I’ll let you know.”

When I hinted that I was assisting in the search for ‘Auril Gavis’, Amelia readily informed me of the secret passage.

On the contrary, it seemed more relaxed.

Does this mean there is no debt anymore?

‘Thanks to that, I got something good.’

A kind of right-of-way to come to Bifron whenever you want, even later. Of course, I have no intention of using this passage during my exile.

It’s not like I’m the standout either.

If you go out and get caught, things will become a headache.

Wasn’t the article that sent me in the only thing that warned me?

You can do anything, but don’t escape.

“Then go.”

“Are you coming?”

“Didn’t you say you’d come back later tonight?”

“Yes, that’s right……”

To receive the location of the secret passage, they went down to the sewer together and saw Amelia off in front of him.

Then I checked my watch, and it had already been three hours since I gave the order to assemble. So, while asking the people around me for directions, I quietly headed towards the rendezvous point.

A dimensional plaza that was once crowded with explorers.

“Hey, do you know anything? Why did the boss call all of us all of a sudden? What about those Western Union guys?”

“I’m not ‘hey’.”

“……?”

“You’re the boss.”

“What does that mean—”

“No questions are allowed.”

I made my way through the crowd to the center.

In between, members of the Western Union recognized me and greeted me.

“insect!!!”

yes this is it

“what……?”

The Western Union members kneeling in front of me, and the Eastern guys making cryptic faces.

Still, it was easier to get to the center because the road was open.

“Are you here? Climb over there.”

After reaching the center, I headed to the podium with the assistance of the reunited Squidward.

Did you prepare in advance because you thought you would need it?

‘You’re good at what you do.’

For some reason, I thought it would be okay to take her outside and have her work as a butler.

There must be a secret passage. Isn’t it a waste to take them here only?

If you get caught by the guards, it won’t end with a fine.

It was when I was about to climb up the podium with such thoughts.

Kwajijik.

Stairs made of wooden planks were smashed.

These thin planks could not bear the weight of me and the equipment.

I said, unable to hide my horror.

“Jingjing, how did this happen?”

“sorry.”

An apology that was immediately spat out without a word of excuse.

I’m a little relieved, but…

The guy who made this platform is obviously a barbarian hater. Otherwise, it would have been designed to be strong enough for even a barbarian to climb.

yes that’s what it means.

“This stage is a harmful stage.”

“Yes. I will burn it right now.”

Squidward brought a torch and lit the podium.

When liquid presumed to be oil was poured on top, flames soared up and the three-story high platform was covered in fire in an instant.

It’s like having a campfire or something.

Roaring-!!

It warms the heart like a warm fire.

At that time, no one was around me, but how am I now?

Aren’t there more than a thousand subordinates together?

“Then what would you like to do?”

“The founding ceremony continues as it is.”

“Inauguration ceremony……. Yes, that’s right. So gather them all in one place……”

“Of course, didn’t you know?”

“sorry.”

I patted Squidward on the shoulder as a sign of forgiveness and [leaped] high.

The destination was the rooftop of a nearby 4-story building.

Kwaaang-!

There was a crack in the roof floor, but fortunately it didn’t break.

For some reason, I felt fortunate.

If you jumped nicely and fell through the floor, you would lose face.

‘Is this why seats make people?’

I’m trying to maintain my dignity without even realizing it.

“Keuh hmm hmm.”

Anyway, as I headed toward the railing, I could see the crowds tightly packed in the plaza, creating a spectacular view.

Now it’s time to start the foundation ceremony in earnest.

“Behel—laaaaaaaaa!!!!!”

I was in the lead and I was like

“Behel—LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

The Western Union members, who were Haru’s seniors, immediately cheered.

The eastern guys only blinked and looked at them.

What kind of crazy sight is this?

I clicked my tongue briefly.

“Tsk.”

There is still a lot to be taught.

***

After the inauguration ceremony to imprint the face of the new boss on the members of the organization, I called out Squidward and Pakppakgi and gave them one order.

“Check the backs of everyone in Bifron. And bring all the ones with tattoos to me.”

Oh, of course, excluding girls and children under the age of 14 who didn’t even have the ‘credentials’, and before the first day was over, a total of 37 suspects were brought before me.

But…

“This is not a tattoo.”

Returning at night, Amelia checked each one of them and shook her head.

Yeah, it’s not that easy.

In order to increase efficiency, I exchanged whiners with the deputy leader of the ‘Behel-La Alliance’, and on the 2nd and 3rd days, many more suspects were caught.

Of course, there was no one he was looking for this time either.

Even though the quantity has increased, the quality has also decreased.

“I’m guessing this isn’t a tattoo, it’s a birthmark.”

“I see. How did this happen?”

“I will correct it.”

To put it simply, it means that he wants to seek out his subordinates for efficiency.

Fortunately, it was well ground, and from the next day, there were fewer things to bring in that were not good as tattoos.

Day 4 Day 5.

Two more days passed like that.

Again, there was no income whatsoever.

In the first place, it was funny that such a simple and ignorant method could find a big player like ‘Auril Gavis’.

But what can I do?

‘I should try this. It’s not like there’s a better way.’

Even if it’s like looking for a needle in the desert, if there’s a chance that needle will send me home, I should try.

So I continued my search.

Of course, I changed the way a little bit.

It’s not a big deal, I added a ‘compensation’.

“He who fails to meet his daily quota is mental training that night.”

Some people may wonder how this is a reward, but human happiness is always relative.

Simply put, if you live better than others, that is your reward.

Wouldn’t anyone have been happy in primitive times to eat raw meat and sleep naked in caves?

The 6th day, the 7th day, the 8th day……

Even after that, time flowed incessantly.

However, there was no sign of Auril Gavis appearing, and I gradually gave up my expectations to some extent.

It was the first clue to return, so it would be a lie if I said it wasn’t regrettable……

There is a real reason for helping him in the first place.

So I decided to focus on that.

None other than Amelia Laneways.

What the hell is this girl doing?

He gathered information by talking to Amelia, whom he met every day through Auril Gavis.

Surprisingly, he answered my questions well.

Although it was limited to information of little importance.

“I don’t eat food containing wheat. My skin is itchy for some reason.”

Are you allergic to wheat?

If you have a hobby, it’s like reading.

While he answered those questions without difficulty, he avoided answering the question of who the barbarian he had previously owed money to and what had happened to him.

“That you don’t need to know.”

“But I’m curious. For a woman like you to be stumped, you must have been a great warrior! Tell me what kind of person you were!”

“…If I had to question it, it was a bit similar to you.”

Uncharacteristic of him, he added a comment, but it was not meaningful information.

Isn’t that the same barbarian?

There must be some resemblance.

Anyway, with such a natural small talk going on, did the hurdles go down a bit?

“Why are you plundering? To be honest, I don’t get along with you.”

“Doesn’t it suit you?”

Amelia raises questions rather than getting angry at questions that may be a bit sensitive.

I typed the lines I had prepared without difficulty.

“Since then, I’ve met many marauders besides you. After that, I’m a little more certain. You’re not one to kill people for money.”

“…That’s funny. What do you know about me?”

“I don’t know. But if you’re at your level, you know there are plenty of ways to make money, even if it’s not looting.”

“…….”

Amelia was silent for a moment.

And briefly explained the circumstances.

“…I don’t usually do that.”

“Then when?”

“They… have committed a crime that deserves death.”

“You mean it was a personal grudge?”

“okay.”

As if recalling a distant memory, Amelia answered while staring into the void.

I was curious about the deep circumstances beyond that, but I couldn’t hear what kind of grudge it was.

Amelia came to her senses.

“I don’t know what I’m talking to you about.”

“Don’t be particularly nervous about trivial things. We’re going to break up in a few days anyway. Since we’re strangers, there are things we can talk about.”

“It’s something I can say because it’s someone else……”

Amelia, who thought about my words once, laughed and stood up from her seat.

“It’s late. I’m going to go.”

“Are you coming tomorrow too?”

“maybe.”

Amelia disappeared right in front of my eyes, not showing a single sign like when she came.

Jeop, is it this far today?

I went out to the terrace to change my mind for a while.

The night view of Bifron was completely different from the outer city districts.

Streets and buildings buried in darkness without a single light.

‘There are really only a few days left.’

I sat in a rocking chair on the terrace and stared at the darkness blankly organizing my thoughts.

How long has it been since then?

I checked my watch and headed to my bedroom.

[23:57]

It was time to go to bed.

I don’t think it will take long before I fall asleep.

“The character’s soul resonates and is drawn to a specific world.”

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