Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Chapter 643

Episode 643: Coming out (1)

The royal family wants to marry me to a noblewoman from the human race.

There are many possible interpretations of that action.

If you were a pure person, you might be happy that the royal family looked upon me favorably and that they were going to push you forward from now on, but…

“I’ll just ask you one question, Lafir.”

“Try it.”

“Does the royal family want to put a leash on me?”

Mr. Yong could not easily answer my question.

“Well, I don’t know much about that. But… your choice will be an answer for the royal family.”

“If you marry a human, it would mean bowing down and entering…”

“If you refuse, it would mean the opposite.”

I think I understand why Uncle Yong told me that no matter which woman I marry, I will inevitably be used for political purposes.

“Lapir, is the promise made back then still valid?”

“If you are talking about the unconditional support and cooperation of the Yongin people toward you, then yes. It’s still valid. Oh, of course, if the king didn’t intervene like I said then.”

“I see…”

“But aren’t you thinking about it too negatively?”

“It’s my habit to assume the worst first.”

I think I need to think about this more on my own first. Therefore, I ended this topic by asking Mr. Yong a few more questions.

‘They don’t know whether the king intervened or not, and they don’t know who the marriage partner is…’

Still, since they received word of it in advance, they will be able to respond calmly without panicking at the royal meeting.

“So if marriage is the first thing, what comes second?”

Soon, I asked Uncle Yong for the second piece of news I hadn’t heard, and was told a completely unexpected story.

“The second is the sealing of the labyrinth.”

“…What if it’s a blockade?”

“That’s literally it. “I don’t know why, but I think sealing the labyrinth will be on the agenda at the royal meeting.”

“Does this mean it’s not a confirmed story?”

“Not really. “We just put it on the agenda for formality and talk about it, because it seems like a decision has already been made internally.”

“I see…”

Afterwards, I asked about the blockade schedule and other related details, but Mr. Yong didn’t seem to know that much either.

“….”

While I was standing there uncomfortably, lost in thought, Mr. Yong started talking to me.

“Now that things have come to this, can I give you one more piece of advice?”

“Anything you want.”

I immediately nodded and Mr. Yong repeated what I had said at the tribal meeting.

“You are the tribal chief of the Barbarians and a titled baron of the Kingdom of Lafdonia. He is also the master of the Anavada Clan, which has been growing rapidly recently.”

I felt like I already knew what he was going to say.

“No matter what you think of yourself. “I can no longer live as a single warrior.”

Warriors of the Holy Land.

Thousands of Bifron residents who are now vassals of our family.

And even my colleagues.

“Aren’t there countless people who are responsible? “No matter what you think or act, your marriage cannot be just for you.”

Now Mr. Yong was speaking.

No, to be precise, he was scolding me very gently.

“Make the choice for them. Even for your sake.”

It felt like I had been hit in the back of the head.

From Uncle Yong’s point of view, it must have seemed like I was avoiding responsibility by postponing marriage.

Because arranged marriages were not an option for nobles.

To them, love is romance, and regardless of the era, romance has always had the same meaning as inefficiency.

“This is all I wanted to say to you. “I hope you don’t listen too harshly.”

“…It’s so close. “It’s not wrong.”

Maybe I’m a romantic.

It’s hard to say that modern people have been eliminated… because there were quite a few cases like that even in modern times.

Even if it’s not like an arranged marriage between chaebols, why isn’t there such a thing?

Marriage is real.

“I hope I can be of help to you.”

“Don’t worry. “Because it was helpful enough.”

These aren’t just words, they’re sincere.

Thanks to you, I think I know what to do now.

***

“What about Ravien?”

“Well, that kid doesn’t come to the shrine often these days. “Actually, I don’t even know where I am or what I’m doing.”

“Are you the type of person who doesn’t talk often?”

“You will understand when you have children. “It’s not possible to have a conversation if I want to.”

“…Right.”

“At some point, I stopped having conversations unless it was necessary. Ravi, he wasn’t like that when he was young either…”

It’s kind of funny to see Uncle Yong grumbling.

Are all parents with children like that?

Anyway, after the conversation with Mr. Yong, at his suggestion, I met up with little Yong Pen for the first time in a long time.

“You came? “I thought you never wanted to come.”

“Are you doing this even though you clearly know my situation?”

“thank god. “Come back alive.”

“….”

Is it because he is the benefactor who brought the dragon slayer’s heart?

His irritable attitude has now almost completely corrected and he is responding in a friendly manner.

“But… don’t you see anything has changed?”

“I don’t know.”

“That’s how tall you are!”

“oh.”

Now that I think about it, I think I’ve grown a little taller.

Well, he’s still developing like a little kid.

‘It was said that time stopped in my body as a result of putting a curse on a dragon slayer in the past…’

It seems that my body recovered again and the growth that had stopped before started again…

“. ..Just wait a moment. “I will soon become like you.”

“Uh…”

I think wanting to be like Ravien is a bit greedy.

If it has grown this much in just one year, it seems like it will still belong to the little family even when it grows up.

Of course, it would have been impossible for Amman to say such a thing to a child who was now healthy.

“Okay, okay. “I support you.”

“Anyway, tell me something while you’re here.”

Afterwards, we spent time talking about exploring the first basement floor and stayed out at the Dragon Temple.

After waking up, the three of us, Uncle Yong and Pen, had breakfast and then left early for the Imperial Capital Karnon.

And…

‘I like nobles.’

I arrived at the Palace of Wisdom where the royal meeting was held a day early and spent another day playing, eating, and playing in the VIP room assigned to me.

No, more accurately, I was going to send it.

But….

smart.

I don’t know how he knew, but as soon as he entered the palace, nobles kept coming.

“Haha, Baron Yandel said I arrived early. Would you like to have a cup of tea and chat for a moment?”

A person who came purely for the purpose of socializing.

“I have a suggestion for Baron Yandel, would you please listen to it? “I guarantee you that you will never suffer any loss.”

A miscellaneous merchant disguised as a businessman.

“There was a rumor that he was looking for a marriage partner….”

Jajapal-i.

And….

‘What is this?’

There was even an unidentified letter that slipped through the crack under the door.

[Please come quietly to the garden fountain at midnight.]

The letter contained only these three things, from beginning to end, but did not include the name of the sender.

So I thought for a while about what to do, but…

‘How can I endure a mysterious letter?’

Finally, when night fell and the agreed upon time arrived, I secretly went out the window and headed to the agreed upon place.

A fountain located in the center of a maze-like garden.

After waiting in front of it for a while, the unknown person who sent the letter soon appeared.

“Jerome St. Red.”

The first head of the Royal Knights with the title of earl and the guardian of the kingdom with the nickname of the Knight of Light.

Or more accurately, an ancient hero who took over the body of someone with that status.

Dragon Knight Cornelius Brungrid.

“I didn’t know it was you who sent the letter.”

“I think it would be better to meet in secret. Fortunately, no rat followed us.”

“So why did you call me?”

When asked straight to the point, the village chief frowned.

“Are you asking because you really don’t know? Or are you just trying to say that you have no intention of keeping your promise?”

Oh right.

I promised to go out and return the item.

Soon, I quickly opened the subspace and took out Karui’s heart, which the village chief had entrusted to me.

‘Something bothers me a little… but it’s still a promise.’

There was no choice in the first place.

If you don’t give me this, I don’t know what extreme decision the village chief will make.

“….”

The village chief, who received the item, looked at it carefully for a while to make sure there were no other abnormalities, and then put the item in his arms.

“So, is this business over now?”

“First of all, the most important matter.”

“You mean there’s more left?”

Rather, thinking that there was a high possibility that it was real from now on, I came to my senses and looked at the village chief.

But…

“Your marriage will be discussed at the royal meeting.”

“Know.”

“Then you talk quickly.”

I tried to keep a poker face no matter what was said.

“If possible, marry that woman. “This is the last rope the royal family will give you.”

“Dongajul…? “What on earth do you want to say?”

“That’s literally it. If you don’t respond to their offer, there is a high probability that you and your colleagues will not be safe.”

Is it because this guy has lived as a monster for too long?

As an ordinary barbarian, it is difficult to follow the tempo of the conversation.

“It’s hard to understand, so please speak a little more slowly and in more detail.”

“The royal family… or, strictly speaking, the prime minister is watching out for your growth. “You can legally have multiple wives, and there are many women who would.”

Misha Karlstein, daughter of the head of the Red Miao tribe.

Erwen is a pure-blooded fairy.

And…

‘There are also Uncle Yong’s daughters.’

Of course, I am not a libertine and I have no intention of marrying all of them.

However, for those who view marriage only as a ‘political’ thing, it is enough to be a cause for caution.

It’s a bit hard to say for myself.

There may be concerns about a situation in which different races unite around an unrivaled hero from the Barbarian race.

However, there was one contradiction here.

“I know what you mean. But what does it matter if you marry a noble from the human race? “If you use abusive language and then bring in another woman—.”

“Because it’s impossible.”

“…huh?”

When I stopped, the village chief looked at me and smiled.

“According to Lapdonian noble law, there are cases where even a titled noble can only have one wife.”

“…ah.”

Then I remembered a law I had forgotten.

“When your wife is a noblewoman with the same title….”

“I knew. Strictly speaking, this means when the spouse’s title is higher… “I don’t know how it is that these laws remain unchanged even after thousands of years.”

The village chief continued to say something, acting old, but none of it caught my ear.

‘No, wait a minute…’

It is very rare for a woman to inherit a title among the noble families of Lafdonia.

Also, in the meantime, nobles with titles higher than viscount are even rarer…

‘Among them, were there any female nobles who were still single…?’

As far as I know, there isn’t.

…No, there wasn’t.

At least when I had just become a noble and studied hard.

Time always brings change.

“Now, wait a minute…”

At this point, there was only one person in Lafdonia.

A female noblewoman who has a higher rank than me but is unmarried.

“Are you by any chance Countess Ragnar Peprock? The person I’m going to marry?”

“That’s the correct answer.”

“….”

Marquis Is this guy really crazy?