Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

The truth game method of answering honestly when someone asks a question.

“Fisit… can’t be. I can’t afford to blow this precious opportunity.”

To be honest, I’m also a little curious.

What do the round table members really want to ask the ‘investigator’ the most?

Well, sooner or later you’ll find out.

“Then I’ll… start with…?”

In the quiet atmosphere, the first fox spoke first.

“Do you… really know who we are?”

I thought it was unexpected at first, but in fact, it’s a part that I would have been curious about enough.

It’s because I opened the clown’s identity at the round table, and the queen also bluffed as if she knew it.

In fact, all I really knew was his nickname.

“Haa…”

The clown who heard the fox’s question suddenly sighed.

“You have no idea what a golden opportunity this is. What a waste to ask such an obvious question!”

The clown seems to be accepting that I know their identities as an established fact… No, it seems to be the truth

…

“How does he know if it’s normal or not?”

“…Fisit?”

“In the first place, isn’t it my freedom no matter what I ask? Stop trying to interfere in that way. Because it annoys me.”

A cold, sharp voice.

Come to think of it, this was his original personality.

Because when I first came to the round table, he was the first one to kill me.

Well, there was a good reason for that at the time.

‘It was an immature time…’

Anyway, it’s all an old story.

As a result, the fox entered Clan Anabada and became my ally.

Of course, I don’t know that yet.

“…Why are you angry and like that? It was just a joke.”

The clown tries to cover it up by saying it was a joke, perhaps because he was taken aback when the fox got angry.

However, the fox did not respond and ignored it.

and in such an atmosphere.

“Ahaha… then it’s my turn this time!”

The wolf, who was next in line, opened his mouth as if he had no interest in the fight between the two.

“I want to know where and how the lion master met the earth witch.”

An earth witch…

This is also a bit surprising. I thought this time, of course, it would be a question related to Gavis.

Tuk-tuk.

Out of habit, he taps the armrest with his index finger, takes his eyes off the wolf, and moves to the side.

A gesture of willingness to listen to the next question.

The goblin, whose eyes met at this, glanced at the surroundings and cautiously opened his mouth.

“I… I don’t know how to ask this…”

“Don’t you know the personality of the fishet lion? Stop being stuffy and come on—”

“Are you married or dating several women…?”

The moment the goblin finished asking a question, there was an indescribable silence in the round table.

“…huh?”

The clown made a dumb noise as if doubting his own ears, and the other members did the same.

Everyone was dazed for a moment, and only then did they understand the current situation.

After that, the reaction was slightly different.

“What kind of bizarre question…”

“…Are you an idiot, Mr. Goblin?”

“…Ha ha ha! Puh puh hahahahahahaha!!”

Either hate it, curse at me, or laugh out loud in an instant.

Among the different responses was speculation as to why the goblin had asked such a question.

“Have you ever asked this question because of the ‘destiny’ behind that mask in the past?”

The fox’s murmur.

At this, the clown snorted as if he hadn’t stopped praying.

“under! What about that absurd guess then! It could be that Mr. Saja chose the mask of a monk because he had a lot of spare clothes.”

It was the first time I had heard of it. It

seems to have been a private conversation while I wasn’t there

. What do you mean?”

Seeing that even the queen didn’t know, I was able to infer that it was a time when there were only original members at the round table.

“If you’re curious, why don’t you ask formally next time? Phisht.”

“That’s Okay. Because I know roughly what you’re talking about. So now it’s my turn to ask questions?”

The queen skillfully overcame the clown’s aggro and began her turn.

“What I want to ask is simple. Have you ever met the King Gaebyeok in person?”

The Queen’s question was very meaningful.

Should I say that the intent is not easily read?

There must be a lot of questions about me, but there must be a reason why I picked this one among them.

‘Why…? Why are you asking this?’

meeting with the king.

In the meantime, this topic has been raised twice at the round table.

The Queen and the Wolf confessed with their own mouth that they had ever met the King.

‘Is meeting with the king important?’

Well, I guess there’s more to it than that.

Or it could simply be that there are only a few people who have met the king, so I’m trying to infer my identity through this.

“Hmm… Is it my turn now?”

The order of the butterflies started while I was organizing my thoughts like that.

“Then, what should I ask you…”

Nabi, who blurted out her words in a playful tone, made a decision that no one expected.

“I’ll just pass.”

“…Yes? Butterfly Don’t you know what a great opportunity this is! Mr. Saja is a mysterious person who knows anything and has the ability to answer anything!”

The clown shouted his flagship, but the butterfly’s choice did not change.

“But… if I ask, you don’t think the investigator will answer my question anyway?”

“yes? Without even trying, on what basis—”

“Intuition and experience.”

“…?”

“Men usually don’t like women who get them into trouble.”

I replied to the clown, but it was easy to see that I was actually telling him to listen.

‘If you interpret it, it must mean that your question will surely make me in trouble…’

Anyway, thanks to the butterfly skipping her question, it was the black mask’s turn.

What is he going to ask?

Actually, I don’t really know because I don’t have much contact with him. Maybe just skip like a butterfly—.

“Bjorn Yandel.”

…huh?

Why did that name come out all of a sudden?

I was surprised for a moment, but I pretended nothing was wrong and focused on the words that followed.

“Bjorn Yandel and… Mischa Karlstein…”

What is it? Could he possibly be aware of the ‘Revival Stone’ incident?

When such a guess came to mind.

“…Are the two of you really dating as rumored?”

As the question of the black mask was completed, my mind went blank.

‘What is this again…’

Why are you asking me about that in the first place?

Do you really know that I am Bjorn Yandel?

Even if you know, why would you ask such a thing?

For what purpose?

“Haha… somehow all the questions are rubbish.”

I don’t know, but the clown sighs, as if he’s annoyed that he wasted an opportunity with such a question, even to the black mask.

What a great question are you going to ask?

“It’s done, everyone is done, so I’ll do it now.”

No matter what you ask, you should never answer that question.

As I was making that determination in my heart, the clown looked at me and cautiously opened his mouth.

“Then… I will ask Mr. Saja.”

In an uncharacteristically nervous, trembling voice.

“What if… if…”

He asked me, swallowing his saliva while speaking slowly.

“If I wanted to drop everything and go under Mr. Susa… would you accept it?”

This bastard… What is it really?

***

At the clown’s declaration that he wanted to become a subordinate, a strange silence descended on the round table for a moment.

“I was wondering what question you were asking…”

“Did you make such a fuss with us by asking something like that?”

“I’m sorry. If you’re going to ask me something like that, I’ll just say it separately after it’s all over…”

As much as there was karma, the members’ eyes weren’t good.

Of course, the clown didn’t care at all for such a reaction.

“Um… then… answer… would you please?”

A sincere question, not mixed with airy laughter.

It’s not the last scene of some kind of blind date program.

At this point, I don’t even feel ridiculous. Do I have to say that I have far exceeded that level?

He doesn’t even know who I am.

And I don’t even know what I want to do.

Just an unknown strong man wrapped in a veil.

It knows me only to that extent.

But to throw everything away and become

a subordinate…

Is it like an adolescent student who longs for ILJIN?

I don’t know, but the question time ended with the clown asking a question.

A total of 6 questions were asked.

Although Nabi made the pass, she still received the most questions during her turn.

Although most of them were strange questions.

“….”

“….”

When it was time to answer, everyone silently stared at me.

What question will I answer?

I hope you can answer my question. That kind of psychology is visible in everyone’s eyes.

The best of them must be a clown.

‘Ah, it’s burdensome…’

While naturally avoiding her gaze, she continued to ponder hard with her head.

What question is best to answer?

[I want to know where and how you met the witch of the land.]

[Have you ever met the King Gaebyeok?]

First of all, these two questions are pass.

In the case of the wolf, I don’t know where my answer will flow, and in the case of the queen, I don’t understand the intent of the question.

[Are you married or dating multiple women…?]

[…Did you two really date as rumored?]

But to answer these two questions, the situation seems too strange… [Do you really know who we are?]

[

If I want to drop everything and go under Mr. Saza… would you accept it?]

In the end, there are only two candidates left.

And here, too, if we want to erase one by the method of elimination, it is very easy to know what it is.

It’s really a pity, but…

‘Because I don’t know all of the identities.’

The ambiguous answer of ‘a few people know’ only breaks mysticism for no reason.

So, there is only one option left…

Tuk-tuk.

Remove the horns at once.

I glanced around one by one, and soon, with my eyes fixed on the clown, I said a name.

“Abed Necrapeto.”

The real name of the corpse collector wearing a clown mask.

Soon, I stared at him and said firmly.

“I have nothing to accept you for.”

At my answer, he asked the reason as if the world had collapsed.

“Why…?”

Why?

It’s very simple.

“Because I don’t have a hobby of raising bugs.”

Even if I talk to him at the round table pretending to be friendly, I won’t treat him like a human being.

[Sister… doesn’t move anymore. I can’t speak. It’s cold and hard. I haven’t done anything yet…]

He’s my enemy.

***

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

After the green light, which meant truth, flowed out, the clown didn’t say anything.

Just staring into the void like someone who is absent-minded.

“Hey… it’s okay—.”

The lesser queen was trying to say something to such a clown.

“Puhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

Suddenly, the clown started laughing to himself like a madman.

“Phehe bug…” Hmm,

was the word choice a bit harsh?

I suddenly thought of that, but I couldn’t help it.

Originally, these kids have to speak strongly, but they understand it properly.

“Really… great. Mr. Lion is…”

Soon after, the clown laughed sobbingly and looked at me.

“I also had confidence in myself. Fuheh….”

It was a pattern often seen by those who want to look cool.

“bug! It’s okay, but it’s a bug! uhhh…! Surely, in the eyes of the investigator, everyone seems to be that kind of existence, right? Fuhehehehe…”

If you’re smiling, you know you haven’t really been hit.

“Hey… a person is broken? What should I do?”

“Aww, why do you ask such a question…”

Looking at the clown laughing as if he had lost his mind, each member threw out words of sympathy.

Well, it wasn’t something I cared about.

‘I just want the next wheel to start soon…’

Should I step in at this point?

It was a time when I was thinking and calculating.

Deed deed deed deed.

As if an earthquake had occurred, the round table room suddenly shook violently.

And…

Kiki-Ik.

During the meeting, a visit was opened from outside.

This is a phenomenon that has only happened once so far.

master.

The existence that created the ‘Watcher of the Round Table’… and

the old man who has already been identified as ‘Auril Gavis’ entered the Round Table.

‘It was just like this then.’

So what about this time?

Soon I slowly turned my head in the direction the door opened.

“Are there any masks you haven’t seen before?”

An old man wearing a white mask was smiling at us.