Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

“…!”

“…!”

Okay, first of all, looking at their reactions, it seems like it’s certain that normal explorers are turning their eyes away.

“In just two months…”

“Single Numbers is…”

“…two?”

Well, I took one as Garphas’ necklace, and luckily caught and ate the other guardian, but…

I didn’t lie.

In the first place, there were magic stones from the 1st basement floor, or things that I would not have been able to eat unless it was a ‘Guardian’ monster.

Shaaaaaaa-!

Eventually, as the green light became very clear, silence fell within the round table for a moment.

From here on, everyone reacted differently.

If just a little while ago, everyone felt astonished at the content itself.

“How the hell did you even get to work there…”

“I know that less than 120 people have gone down so far…”

“Hehe… no way… in there?”

Some expressed curiosity about my identity.

“Fishit, what an idiot. There is a place in the world where the eyes of the male lion do not reach. Didn’t you see it before? He knew everything about the rift on the 8th floor. That… was the top secret of the top secrets with fewer than 50 people knowing in the first place?”

“Well… the information about that place first came out from one of the members of the Hetz Clan. We cannot deny the possibility that there are informants among them.”

Some were convinced, not surprisingly.

also….

“Then, that informant must be near Bjorn Yandel.”

The deer antlers, who came from the royal family, gave off a warlike look as if they had finally gotten a clue.

Hey, what would you do if Ji knew?

Swoop.

I shifted my gaze and looked at the fox mask and Versil’s reaction.

It was difficult to read his expression properly because he was wearing a mask.

Even so, there was no doubt in the eyes that looked at me.

No, rather…

‘Embarrassment and anxiety.’

I felt the fragments of such emotions.

‘Are they thinking that one of their clan members has a hooker of mine?’

Well, this can be seen by looking at how Versil behaves after the community closes today.

Even in the case of Misha, he ran straight to me and brought up the story of the traitor.

Anyway, Bersil had enough.

Swoop.

I moved my gaze aside once more to check the goblin.

‘Sweet, actually, I’m most worried about him.’

A goblin who is silent as if he has something to ponder, not being swept away by the atmosphere around him.

Yeah, I’m just doing that…

‘It’s just that I’m anxious.’

The lion revealed numerous reasons why he couldn’t be Bjorn Yandel at the round table, but sometimes there are people with outrageous intuitions in the world.

For some reason, goblins seem to be that type to me.

thus….

“Antlers.”

I talked to the deer antlers, which was my first turn, and changed the topic of conversation.

“How long will you be like that?”

“…?”

“Now it’s your turn again.”

Now, let’s quickly look back.

Because I still have a lot to tell you.

***

one wheel.

“All kinds of monsters and rift guardians appear in the archives on the first basement level.”

two wheels.

“A number of new objects appear in the archives on the first basement floor, and among them there are mutant objects.”

“That… a mutant object…?”

I kindly answered questions that would have been out of the question originally.

“It is an individual with the skills of several types of monsters. Water drops also do. For example, having an ogre passive and a troll active.”

“…!!”

“What nonsense…!”

“That, that! Doesn’t that mean you can come up with new combinations of essences?”

Some members shouted as if it was nonsense, but there was no need to persuade them with evidence.

Anyway, the jewel will take care of the authenticity.

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-.

The members’ murmur grew louder each time the jewel emitted a green light.

also….

Flash-!

In some ways, they hold the light of greed in their eyes that is stronger than the light of jewels.

In fact, it was natural.

Yeah, what kind of player stays still after hearing the news of this honey hunting ground?

“Fishit… This makes the story interesting.”

“Well, I don’t think it’s going to be a very interesting story from Noark’s side, right? No matter what Noark hears, he’ll have to suck his fingers anyway.”

A fight between a clown from Noark and an antlers belonging to the royal family. Of course, there was no feeling of grandeur in the chest.

‘Well, still, the kids’ fights are the most fun.’

And it seems that everyone has the same sentiment, and no one stopped them even though they were in a disputed situation.

I just watch as if it’s interesting.

“iced coffee! Like the Lapdonian explorers who couldn’t reach the 8th and 9th floors for over a year and fell behind? Phisht.”

“Did you not hear what the investigator said? According to him, there is no reason to go to the 8th or 9th floors anymore.”

“Ah, well, maybe it is. But what do you mean?”

“…Are you asking because you really don’t know? If this news spreads outside, the royal family will also reconsider the entry ban, and will support the growth of explorers in earnest. If that happens, it will only be a matter of time before Noark is ruined.”

“Oh, is that so? yes. I am so scared that I am about to cry.”

The deer’s antlers spat out a sneer at the clown’s plaintive answer.

“Well, if you’re a clown, you might not have much of an idea. It’s the kind of person who brags to the enemy as if they’re proud of the failure to attack in their own camp. To you, this would just be fun—”

“well? Didn’t I say it was fun for a completely different reason?”

Soon after, the clown cut off the deer’s antlers and continued with a characteristic laugh.

“Non-exactly, Mr. Antlers, why do you think this situation is only good news for the royal family?”

“That… what do you mean?”

“Are you asking because you really don’t know?”

The clown shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly and stared at one spot.

It was right where I was sitting.

The clown met my eyes, greeted me with the meaning of friendship, and then turned his gaze to the antlers of the deer.

“Why did the lion tell you the information about the first basement floor at the round table? Mr. Antlers has a head too, so let’s think about it today.”

“…”

The antlers chose to be silent at those words.

And on his behalf, one of the members came up with an answer.

“To disturb the royal family.”

She was the queen who listened in silence to the conversation.

“Anyway, there’s no reason I can think of other than that.”

At her words, the other members seemed to agree with each other.

“I guess I wasn’t the only one who felt it in my heart.”

“…There is no way that the investigator doesn’t know what will happen if this story spreads.”

“I’ve never been so blatant before.”

Information released after the royal family’s entry ban was issued.

And that information is attractive enough to cause a situation against the order. Through this situation, each member seemed to have already noticed my intentions.

Well, it doesn’t matter much if you notice.

“Fisit, but don’t you think it’s funny to think that you don’t know that and act like a high spirited person?”

“…You’re just interpreting it the way you like it. It may have been to help the royal family. The royal family did not know that the first basement floor was such a valuable place.”

“Hmm… well? Which one would have been the one that interpreted only according to one’s own liking?”

At the end of the clown’s words, the members’ eyes gathered on me.

They didn’t say anything, but everyone was talking to me with their eyes.

Which of these two statements is true?

It was a look that expected me to say it clearly.

However, I wonder if it would have been difficult to keep my mouth shut.

“so….”

Eventually, someone came out with a gun.

It was none other than black.

“What is the truth?”

It was a little surprising.

I thought someone might come out with a gun, but I had no idea it was him.

Every day, except for his turn, he stayed still.

“Lion, are you on the side of the royal family? Or are you on Noark’s side?”

Black’s bold question, wearing a black mask with no decorations or patterns.

To this I sighed briefly.

“You have no manners.”

It wasn’t meant to be killing, but for some reason, Black pushed it down as if avoiding his eyes.

Well, maybe he realized his actions too late, but he raised his head again and forcibly made eye contact.

‘Looks like he has a bit of a temper.’

I continued, recording information about a subject I didn’t know well yet in one part of my head.

It’s as if he likes one of his guts.

“But, I will tell you the answer.”

I put my hand on the jewel, keeping my eyes fixed on Black.

and that moment.

gulp.

The sound of someone swallowing saliva was heard.

Suddenly everyone was looking at me.

The clown seemed to want me to be on Noark’s side, and the deer antlers did the opposite.

The rest seemed curious about the truth either way.

but….

“The royal family and Noark.”

So clearly declared in front of everyone.

“I am not on anyone’s side.”

I’m not making up words that don’t actually exist.

Noark is my enemy.

It was the dragon slayer belonging to Orculis who first took my comrades, and I had to drop that shit on the first floor because of them.

In the process, Erwen’s older sister, Daria, died.

also….

‘Not to mention the royal family.’

The cold resentment he harbored that day is still there, undissolved.

One day they will have to pay the price.

And as proof of this.

Shaaaaa-!

The jewels of the round table emit the light of truth.

For some reason, the brilliance seems more intense than usual.

Looking at this, someone asked like a possessed person.

“Then why the hell…”

When I checked where the sound came from, there was a deer antlers sitting there.

“You lion, why the hell did you tell us that?”

It would have been a natural question for the guy who, as a member of the royal family, would have fought head-to-head with numerous political opponents.

An unidentified strong man wearing a lion mask.

Not on anyone’s side

Why did you do something that seemed to interfere with the work of the royal family?

To that question, the investigator’s answer is simple.

As always.

Tuk-tuk.

I tapped the armrest twice and opened my mouth.

“That way…”

Also probably.

“Because it sounds like fun.”

Yes, this will suffice.

***

After that, the round table ended without a hitch, but there was no regret.

I was able to fully convey how much the first basement floor was a honey hunting ground, and the other kids seemed to have run out of full information today.

Besides, the timing at the end wasn’t bad either.

So I just calmly shook my head and left.

‘Cancer, if I ask to go around there one more time, I’ll lose my shape for no reason.’

Lee Han-soo’s room came back like that.

I lay down on the bed for a while and rolled around, then sat down in front of the computer again and continued to play music.

It’s ironic, but this communication was the only window to the outside world for me.

“Puuuuuu”

Oh, my pride hurts.

What is this so funny?

As I was giggling around the bulletin board, a new topical article appeared in the fixed column at the top of the free bulletin board, updating the ranking.

[Summary of what is known about the Basement Archives.]

When I clicked on it right away, the contents were very informative.

Starting from the way to enter the archives, all kinds of monsters and crack guardians appear there, and the existence of ‘mutant objects’.

And above all, to the point that Bjorn Yandel ate two single number items here.

In the post, all the information I talked about at the round table was summarized in a short and concise way.

For reference, the author…

[BFKILLER]

It’s the first nickname you see.

‘One thing’s for sure, one of the Round Table members…’

Who are you?

Now that there are 10 members including me, it was impossible to pinpoint them accurately.

‘It’s actually a good thing since it’s information that I hoped rumors would spread in the first place, but…’

I hope you will reveal it like this.

A completely different development from what I expected this month to reach the ears of those with the fastest information first, and spread the information in earnest next month.

‘Well, even though they’re gathered in one place, the groups they belong to and their individual goals are different.’

It wouldn’t be strange if someone in 10 wanted this information to spread out there.

Anyway, that’s not what’s important…

Druck, druck.

I scrolled down and checked the comments.

Perhaps because it was before it became a hot topic, many of the early comments were fact-checking.

[YPPL: Hey, you should be the writer.]

[gooooooodd2: They’re struggling to go viral.]

[q1q2q3: So where is the evidence? Who would believe it if not? Such absurd information.]

Users who judged it to be simple aggro and pour out sarcastic remarks.

However, that response gradually diminished.

[Amer91: I’ll have to try the route via the Sculpture Temple on my next exploration. The deceived bastards seem to be grooming there.]

[└AI_DIDIGO: Information 1, it is a fact that the royal family and large powers already know that the nameless piece is the key to the first basement floor.]

[└ScottBANE: Wow, Didigo, is that for real?]

[└Adi: Wait, if the admission law is true, isn’t it possible that everything behind it is also true?]

[└Amer91: No, but that’s a bit… isn’t it aggro because you just want to get a hot topic with that information?]

[└Adi: No, think about it. Who’s going to eat a hot topic with information that hasn’t been released yet? In the first place, if only one admission method was disclosed, it would have been a hot topic?]

[└ScottBANE: And the more I think about it, the more it doesn’t seem to make sense. There must be players on the 1st basement floor right now, and information can be delivered through the community.]

Users who already knew about the entry method appeared, and the situation slowly reversed.

From simple aggro treatment to a fairly believable story.

‘Okay, if this is enough, those contents will surely be conveyed to the city…’

When I was scrolling down with such satisfaction in my heart.

‘huh?’

I stopped scrolling at one point.

[Pnec: You idiots. Even if someone pours it into my mouth, I can’t accept it.]

[└bigD: What do you mean you can’t accept it?]

[└Bling0_0: Always aggro. Never mind.]

[└Pnec: Yeah, I was wondering when your baby will come out. A bastard who knows nothing.]

What is it, these guys are fighting again here.

After seeing it a few times, I quickly scrolled down more at the appearance of a nickname that I remembered now.

[└Bling0_0: Isn’t it? Actually, you know a lot, right? You know that you are 3 cm by 3 kilobytes, right?]

[└Pnec: Yeah, what would a kid like you know? Tsk tsk, whether you believe it or not, everything in this post is true.]

[└Bling0_0: …How can you be sure of that?]

[└Pnec: That’s because it’s information I heard a while ago from a person with a clear source. By the way, if you try to insult him, he will somehow find and kill you.]

what is this

heard how long ago

‘Is this bastard also a member of the Round Table?’

The car with such speculation passed through my head.

[└bigD: What do you mean you can’t accept it?]

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[└Pnec: Yeah, I was wondering when your baby will come out. A bastard who knows nothing.]

[└(This comment has been deleted.)]

[└Pnec: Yeah, what would a kid like you know? Tsk tsk, whether you believe it or not, everything in this post is true.]

[└(This comment has been deleted.)]

[└Pnec: That’s because it’s information I heard a while ago from a person with a clear source. By the way, if you try to insult even him, she will somehow find out and kill you.]

For some reason, a user with the nickname ‘Bling0_0’ jumped out at the speed of light.