Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Chapter 45

Episode 45 Seon (2)

Returning to the dorm, while I was organizing my backpack, I was lost in my thoughts.

It was none other than this metal helmet he was holding in his hand.

‘Do not sell this?’

The official in-game name for this helmet is ‘Golden Mask’.

An item that can be obtained by defeating the boss of ‘Blood Fortress’ and satisfying various special conditions.

Efficacy is simple.

Customizes the appearance of the wearer’s face.

It’s only 30 days, though.

‘It was even a consumable item with a limited number of uses.’

Maybe up to 5 times?

I remember that it naturally disappeared from the inventory after using it all.

Of course it’s not accurate.

That’s because it’s an item I’ve never used myself, except for the first round I got.

After that, I always sold it to the exchange.

For about 500,000 stones.

‘I’m sorry, but I’m worried……’

Of course, if I was playing the game, I wouldn’t have worried about this.

Is that a cosmetic item?

What would you do if you decorated a 2D pixel graphic character for a short period of 30 days?

Even if the market price is 10,000 stones, it is profitable to sell.

But the place where I am right now is an unmistakable reality.

After a short deliberation, the decision was made.

‘If you don’t know, let’s have it for now. It’s not like I’m in need of money right now.’

The game is different in many ways.

Wasn’t there a case of being falsely accused and imprisoned?

If you ever need to turn this city into an enemy, this item will definitely play a huge role.

Maybe there will be something to write about for other reasons.

‘As expected, money is the best.’

After finishing one worry, the preciousness of money comes to me again.

If I hadn’t made a lot of money this time, I would have chosen the option of selling.

And as you can see from this.

The more money you have, the more choices you have.

Whether it’s a game or real life.

Or in this distant world.

***

“Hey! Did you hear that? The Crystal Alliance has disbanded!”

A silver-haired fairy who was quietly finishing her meal in a corner of the restaurant.

Daria Whitember di Tercia pricked up her pointed ears.

It is because I heard a conversation about a topic of interest.

“What? Is the Crystal Union dissolving?”

crystal union.

An explorer clan that has grown exponentially in the past 10 years, providing various conveniences to first-floor explorers by forming an extensive contact network based on countless message stones.

“Isn’t it surprising? An entire clan of intact explorers evaporated overnight?”

“Huh! What’s so fine? Have they ever been explorers?”

She had heard that the members of the Crystal Union were mostly ordinary people who had ventured into the realm of explorers under pressure from taxes.

Did you have a job in the city and only set aside one day a month to visit the labyrinth?

Of course, there was nothing wrong with that alone.

No, I think it was good for the purpose.

I heard that many ordinary people who were in danger of not being able to pay their taxes were actually saved through this.

But…

“Anyway, that’s good news! It didn’t seem like they were rambling everywhere that they were explorers.”

The current Crystal Union has deteriorated.

As their power grew, they began to reject outsiders, and many times they did evil to beginners with this on their backs.

Just look at what happened to your brother.

Isn’t it not enough to try to punish the wrath of the heavens, to kill him and silence him?

‘I hate to admit it, but if it weren’t for that barbarian, something I’d hate to imagine would have happened.’

As usual, after hearing about the incident, she too was eager to take care of her someday.

But now that I’ve heard of it, I don’t even need to do that anymore.

Coincidentally, thanks to the barbarian again this time.

“Anyway, you haven’t asked that yet. So why did they suddenly disband?”

“Oh, did you not even hear the news?”

“The news?”

“A free barbarian!”

Secretly overhearing the story, she frowned involuntarily.

It was an interesting story the more I listened to it.

Taking the local chief’s daughter hostage?

“As the work escalated, it seems that some say that the looter detection law, which was intended to be applied only to 9th-level explorers, will be in vain.”

This is a story that deserves a lot of attention.

The person who was forcibly framed had already been put to death and hanged, and even the Crystal Union, which boasted of its bloated body, seems to be held accountable for its past actions and is being beaten with a mace.

It’s just…

“But you know what’s even more surprising? That barbarian is only a 9th-level explorer! In other words, he just finished his coming-of-age ceremony!”

A 9th grade explorer who has just completed the coming-of-age ceremony.

For some reason, when I hear this, one person comes to mind.

A barbarian who was confident in front of himself and showed a differentiated appearance in many ways.

‘I hope there is such a coincidence…’

She shook her head as if to dispel her thoughts.

Then I left the store and went back to my inn.

But every time I took a step, I kept thinking about it.

‘Is that barbarian really dead?’

So far, there has been no doubt about the situation.

But

if he is the protagonist of the story I just heard

…

clap.

In such agony, when I opened the door, I saw my visibly emaciated younger brother.

I sat on the bed, closed my eyes, and dealt with three extinguished flames.

Even in the labyrinth, two were the limit…

“Ah, sister are you here?”

“…Could it be that you’ve been summoning spirits since then?”

“Yeah, that way the bowl would be a little wider…”

Her mouth hardened at those words.

The practice itself was not surprising.

Because that was what she told me in the first place.

However, the younger brother had never pushed himself to the limit like this before.

“You know, I think I heard the voice of fire.”

“what……?”

“Now I understand. How can I become stronger? Why have I been weak all this time? Why have I always had to be helped by someone…

” The older brother looked straight into the eyes and continued.

“I wasn’t that desperate.”

There was no vitality in the cracked voice, but at least one was desperate.

It is none other than miasma.

Finally, the one thing the younger brother lacked the most was filled.

It was clear what was causing the change.

So Daria kept her mouth shut.

‘Even if the story is true… I’d rather not tell it now.’

Just like it was 10 years ago.

All of this will be for my precious little brother.

***

Time after noon.

I visited the Explorers Guild near the Mage Tower.

To be honest, I’ve been through so much that I didn’t even want to come near it for a while… but

I couldn’t help it in order to proceed with the newly assigned quest yesterday.

“What’s your business?”

“I’m looking for a colleague at my level.”

“Do you have a shape you want?”

The guild’s administrator who quickly gets to the point without saying anything.

I answered without hesitation.

“We want a team of at least four people who are active on the third floor and above.”

Now that this has happened, I have no intention of ending it simply by filling Einar’s vacancy.

Rather, he plans to use his promotion to a 7th-level explorer to join a team with the highest level of skill and effectively attack the tower.

‘Well, it’s under the assumption that there’s a good team.’

Soon after, I handed out my identity card along with a personal statement written in advance according to the procedure.

Then I checked it several times with strange eyes.

“…five stars?”

“Is something wrong?”

“Oh no!”

An executive who seems oddly spirited.

I don’t know what a star is, but for some reason, it seems that his tone has become kinder.

“This is a list of teams that meet the criteria Bjorn Yandel explorer said. Would you like to check them out?”

All done in less than 5 minutes.

“Are you quite the enemy?”

“I swear, among the recruitment announcements submitted to the guild, that is all that meets the conditions!”

Who said what?

I just said yes, but I don’t know why they even swear on something like this.

“Hmm.”

The documents that the guild members picked out contained brief descriptions of the 15 teams.

First of all, if you read the first one…….

[Exploration on the 3rd floor – Ellen Bornev]

Preferred areas to explore: Twilight Slope, Steel Rock Hill, Jet-Dark Estuary.

Average rating: 7 stars.

Current personnel: 2 melee human warriors (7th grade) 1 melee beast warrior (7th grade) 1 melee dwarf warrior (7th grade).

Number of recruits: 1 melee fighter.

*Equally distributed.

*Fairy Envoy.

*Participation in pre- and post-events required.

*Drinking is permitted during exploration upon request.

what the hell is this team

I’ve only read the text, but I’m already sweating.

I was appalled and read the recruitment letters of other teams, but I couldn’t find a team I particularly liked.

If the members are good, the distribution ratio is small, and if the distribution ratio is good, there is a problem somewhere in the composition of the team members.

‘…if it can be seen even in the notice, it must be more difficult in reality.’

Perhaps if my career had been a bit longer, finding a team would have been easier.

That the maximum reaching floor is the second floor.

If it weren’t for the so-called beginners, the range of choices would have been much wider.

There must have been no team that tried to cover their eyes with such a low distribution ratio.

‘It’s become a nuisance.’

I’d rather post a recruitment announcement myself and form the members, but…….

Even if I did, no one would come, right?

The mourning that comes will not be normal.

‘I didn’t think I’d be able to find it in one day anyway.’

“Is there a team you want?”

“You don’t see much today.”

As I shook my head and returned the papers, the administrative staff groaned like an NPC.

“Is that so? It’s been a valuable step, but I’m sorry I couldn’t be of any help. If you’d like, I’ll make Bjorn Yandel’s information available to other teams—” “That’s all right, I’ll come back later.

”

“Ah, is that so? Terves, a guild member who has always been kind to explorers.”

Clearly, he was kind in his voice, his way of speaking, and his actions.

The ability to perform work was also not unnecessarily.

“Then goodbye, explorer!”

however… why do i feel so weird?

***

I left the explorers guild behind and went back to the lodging.

At the corner of an alley, I stopped.

It was because of one barbarian.

widely.

bushy beard.

Bottoms with frays and filth here and there.

Most of the barbarian race itself tends to look like a beggar, but even considering that, the barbarian is resting against the wall of the alley with a gruesome appearance.

‘what?’

As soon as I saw it, I felt uncomfortable.

I used a separate accommodation, but I could feel a sense of incongruity because I often hung out with barbarians.

It’s a barbarian to settle down and rest anywhere, so even if you try to do so.

‘Why the hell… I don’t have a weapon?’

No weapons.

This is a very serious contradiction.

No matter how poor, hungry, or cold it is, it is the Barbarians who carry at least one weapon as if it were their own life.

I tend to ignore most of my curiosity, but I approached him and talked to him as if I was instinctively drawn to him.

But what is this?

“hey.”

“…heek hee hee!”

The barbarian, who had been dozing off against the wall, found me and was greatly appalled and embarrassed.

Well, being afraid of strangers might be a natural reaction as a creature, but…

That’s the standard of other creatures, and we, the brave Barbarians, don’t do that.

‘Seaba’s baby is a baby …….

‘

My heart was pounding, but I quickly collected my emotions and organized what I had to do in my head.

Well, first of all, I need to reduce my vigilance.

“Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”

As proof that he was not an enemy, he took jerky from his backpack and forcibly held it in his hand.

The greatest favor a barbarian can do.

Of course, he only took it, but he didn’t eat the jerky in front of me.

However, at least the vigilance engraved in his eyes could clearly feel that it had collapsed even a little bit.

‘Well, at this level, we can have a conversation.’

I asked as if I had been waiting.

“Why are you here?”

“That’s because I don’t have any money over there…”

I nodded quietly.

The early barbarian’s lack of money.

this can be

No, it makes sense when you think about it.

But…

“What about weapons?”

“I sold it…….”

It’s not enough to sell weapons

, so it’s an honorific……

“It’s Li Lien’s son, Tartarikan!”

He raised his voice as if he realized his mistake belatedly, but it was too late.

I was already convinced

“Nice to meet you! Lyen’s son Tarikan!”

this guy is a demon

It’s not too long since I entered this world.