Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Chapter 25

Episode 25 The Predator (2)

Running in the dark.

Intermittently opening the compass to check only the direction, frantically with all his might.

“Grrruk!”

Various monsters, such as ghoul skeletons, blocked his way, but they all moved slowly, so there was no problem.

But the same goes for the pursuer.

Tadadadadat!

Has it been about 5 minutes?

He would have finished rooting for the year of the psychopath.

That’s the fortunate part.

If we hadn’t been dressed like beginners, we would have given up rooting that year and followed straight after.

If you think differently, it’s proof that you had the means and confidence to pursue it even if you gave it time.

Still, I bought a little bit of time somewhere.

“Isn’t that the sign of Bjorn?”

The good news follows.

In the land of the dead, collapsed stone buildings exist everywhere.

I marked it every time I passed it.

So that I can find the 1st floor portal later.

“This way!”

It was active in the vicinity, but the speed of discovery was earlier than expected.

Maybe you’re trying to get lucky—

“What the hell!”

I didn’t mean to put the damn flag.

Einar and my feet stopped at the same time.

It is because of the encounter with another group of explorers.

No, how did it go?

To explorers, plunder is nothing short of a feat.

You may be able to get help if you explain the situation and offer a suitable reward.

“A barbarian?”

A group of explorers aiming their weapons at us appeared out of the dark and tilted their heads.

number is four.

The race is all human, and the equipment looks at least twice as good as ours.

Humans are hard to believe, but they probably don’t have a choice.

“You’re being chased by marauders. Call for help.”

“Then what guarantees you are not looters?”

“I swear on the honor of a warrior. Everything I say is true.”

Unlike a fairy’s promise, it is a warrior’s oath that is not compulsory…

Surprisingly, this oath works well everywhere.

Pakppak, who seemed to be the leader among the four, thought for a while before opening his mouth.

“If we catch the pillager, we’ll keep all the rewards. Do you agree?”

“Of course.”

“good night.”

When Pakppagi beckoned, the other explorers also lowered their weapons.

Obviously, if I hadn’t been a barbarian, I would have needed more time to let my guard down.

“Come here for now. We’ll talk about the details later.”

As he approached them, a yellow head about 160 cm tall used his superpowers.

“It’s a gnome’s ability. If it’s on the ground, it will assimilate with surrounding objects up to a radius of 3m.”

To put it simply, the goblin archer’s stealth ability is displayed in range.

It has the downside of not being able to move.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“does not exist.”

“You’ve been lucky.”

The prick looked at me and said.

It’s definitely what it says.

A group of explorers you meet by chance have someone with range stealth ability? With this, it’s possible to avoid combat altogether—

“Two barbarians rolling in.”

It was a fucking joke.

Somehow, it seemed like things were going well.

There’s nothing wrong with that.

***

?The character has fallen into the [Suppression] state.?

***

“Whoops.”

There is greed in the eyes of the explorers, including Kakppagi.

One guy had already rummaged through my backpack and even opened the manastone pouch.

“I made a lot in just two days.”

I want to hit the claw with my mace right now, but my body won’t move.

And this is the same for Einar.

“Why are you surprised that your body didn’t move all of a sudden?”

There is nothing more to look at, it is the power of the essence.

I already have some idea of what kind of integer it is.

There are many similar abilities, but there is only one that these explorers who are on the same level as us can have.

‘Is it the Stone Golem’s [suppression]…’

That’s for sure.

Right now, I was hit by the active skill of the 8th grade monster, Stone Golem.

The easiest way to escape would be to take damage, even if it’s just 1

.

“Hey friend, it’s no use even if you stare like that. It’s not an ability that can be released that way.”

It’s the worst situation that is not enough to say that it’s fucking right.

I gave up all that shit to fuck live, but am I going to die like this?

“Look at the bloody look in your eyes? Still can’t figure out the situation?”

“It’s okay, Lamod. Let’s finish this. It’s just annoying when the looters that these guys met come around.”

“It’s a pity. I caught a woman at best, but it’s a barbarian.”

“You’re stupid. Isn’t it better because you’re a barbarian? How much would it be if you just cut off your heart and sell it?”

Ugly desires that are fully revealed are felt through the skin and through the whole body.

Soon after, he pulled out a sharp blade.

“Kill it well in one shot. It’ll be a nuisance for nothing.”

“I’m worried about you.”

Whiik!

Killing intentions fly with the wind.

The place where the aim is directed is none other than the neck.

‘…neck?’

Even in a situation where death was imminent, my brain synthesized the information given and suggested a way.

Of course, I didn’t know if it would really happen.

However, it would be much more productive than looking back on life and brooding over regrets.

hooked!

Soon, a sharp blade pierces my throat.

At the same time, a tingling sensation arose and the stiffened body was released.

I immediately threw my head back.

Just like a boxer twisting his face to release the power of a punch.

Time passes slowly.

“…uh?”

You can see the expression on the face of Kkappakgi.

The hand holding the dagger was empty.

Then I feel a foreign body in my throat.

‘Ah, it’s already half-stuck.’

The moment you realize, your brain draws a brief conclusion.

It’s not bad.

As long as there is little blood loss, I’ll hold out even a little longer.

Chew.

Balance by forcefully injecting force into the leg that is about to loosen.

Then, he wielded the mace he was holding.

Towards the top of the shiny, tight top.

Kwajik-!

Kakppagi, whose face was sunk in half, collapsed.

at about 0.5x speed.

“Darban!!”

You can see many embarrassed faces everywhere.

Why didn’t you know that the guy with the knife in his throat would fight back?

“You me……”

Actually, I didn’t know either.

that this would be

“Mr. Bar…….”

Something came up from his throat as he kept thumping.

The whole body loses strength and the light spreads hazy.

is it shock?

tingle from toe to bedside

Lack of oxygen and blood.

Limp!

The mace and shield he was holding also fell to the floor.

I want to collapse and rest right now…

but there is still something left to do.

I didn’t give this shit just to take one more kid.

Chew.

I step out and raise my staggering body.

And after pulling out the knife stuck in his throat.

I threw it towards Einar, about four steps away.

hooked!

Oh, I didn’t know it would stick.

“Keuk!”

I’m sorry, but now my body is moving.

Awesome!

As soon as the dagger was embedded in his forearm, Einar swung his greatsword and cut the archer’s waist in two at close range.

Then, as if it were a coordinated motion, it rotated once more, then leaped and slammed the other guy’s head down.

The iron helmet he was wearing was useless.

Kwajik-!

Blood flows down between the helmets that have turned into scrap metal.

“This crazy…!”

Yellow Hair, who was far away, saw this and jumped right away without looking back.

Assess the situation as fast as a goblin.

“Bjorn!”

Einar, who had finished cleaning up the surroundings, hurriedly ran to me as I knelt.

Huh then, you can leave the later work to me—

“Bjor-uh…!”

Einar hugs me and sadly calls out my name.

…It’s like dealing with the deceased.

For some reason, I forcibly opened my closed eyes and said.

“Pocket.”

“Okay! I will definitely take revenge!”

No, because it was revenge.

?Achievement Achievement?

Condition: HP decreased to 0.1% or less.

Reward: Permanently increase your Spirit score by +3.

I desperately opened my mouth.

“Potion……”

Fuck save me.

***

?Bjorn Yandel?

Level: 2

Body: 46 / Spirit: 39 (New +3) Ability: 4

Item Level: 202

Overall Combat Index: 139.5 (New +3)

***

Cheehee!

The hole in the neck begins to heal, accompanied by pain.

But I’m glad.

I felt so clearly that life was being breathed into my dead body.

“Khehehe.”

The burning pain awakens the dull mind.

…lived.

I really thought I was crossing the Jordan River this time.

It’s fortunate that I didn’t do anything else with 1.4 million stones and received the imprint of the Undead.

If it wasn’t for that, it would have been a long time ago.

“Einar.”

“Are you feeling better?”

“Take care of your equipment first…”

As soon as he had the energy to speak, he gave instructions to Einar.

After that, I barely got up and poured the remaining bottle of potion down my neck.

Gulp.

It’s all money, but I can’t help it.

Even if the wound on his neck seems to be getting better, he doesn’t know what’s going on inside.

I don’t know what kind of damage the brain may have suffered from what just happened.

So it would be better to do everything in advance.

“Kkeuheu …….”

In fact, a tingling sensation bloomed in the back of the head before long.

Judging by the intensity of the pain, it doesn’t seem serious, but if left unattended, it might have led to a big problem.

“Is it okay if I check it out for a second?”

“…what about the equipment?”

“Once you take care of everything you see.”

If so.

I nodded, and Einar lifted my chin and carefully inspected the wound.

“It will leave a scar.”

a bit weird

Come to think of it, Erwen also said something similar.

The emotions contained within are completely different.

“Awesome. You will be the only barbarian with a pierced neck scar!”

Does this look like a medal in his eyes?

Well, no matter how much a barbarian believes in one body and lives, it’s not common to have a pierced neck and survive.

“What will we do now?”

Einar asks me about my plans for the future.

At this, I also tightened my spirits.

It was just before that I was walking a tightrope on the line between life and death, but

nothing has been resolved yet.

“How long has it been?

” It only took about 5 minutes.”

5 minutes…… On the contrary

,

meeting these bastards made the situation even

worse .

“Where is the direction he ran away from earlier?”

“That way.”

I led Einar and moved towards the direction where Yellow Hair ran.

Although

the floor was muddy, there were no footprints left, so proper tracking was impossible. ……

As expected.

“Here it is.”

I found a yellow hair not too far away.

That’s how far I had to go when the surroundings were so dark?

He must have hit his head on the wreckage of a building while running recklessly. fell to the floor and passed out

. Save me!” After taking what could be a weapon

, I stomped on the back with my foot to wake her up, and the yellow hair fell flat. Compared to

before, it was a very

polite attitude .

Einar

grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and lifted him up with one hand. However, perhaps because of

his small physique with yellow hair

, his feet couldn’t even touch the ground.

Looking at it, I don’t feel sympathy, but I feel refreshed inside.

If I was going to give a lesson like that, I should have put it right. I should

definitely aim for the head, not the neck.

If that’s the case, even if it’s a potion or an immortal imprint, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it.

” Give it to me.”

While questioning the instructions, Einar let go of his hand.

I approached the fallen guy and gave an order in my ear.

“Use your superpowers. If you want to live.”

That’s the only reason I didn’t immediately rip this yellow rat’s head off.

It has gnome powers. Because

I need it right now.

“I used it!”

“How long can I keep it?”

“30 minutes! No, you can last 40 minutes! So—!”

That’s too long.

I wish I could only answer the questions I asked.

I asked again, pulling up the collar of the old man. ”

How long will it take

to use that much again?

”

I released my hand that was holding it,

and I pressed my upper body with my foot so that he wouldn’t even dare to

run away. Just like I usually

do when dealing with goblins .

I thought it was bullshit, but I think it might look like that from his point of view.

I ran away, but I don’t know if I was actually chased. It

was definitely strange that even considering the rooting time, it wasn’t showing any nosebleeds yet.

“Give it up…”

There’s certainly a possibility of that happening.

Maybe to a psychopath bitch, small puppies like us weren’t worth chasing. If we go back to the city and testify

, what ‘s the problem?

If this was in fact disguised as something magical, it would be explained.

But…

the food.

There was no way the situation would go so well.

The opponent was me.