Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

Chapter 151

151 Barbarian Road (3)

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Me, the tank, and Misha, the cold attribute.

Now we need to recruit three more team members to fit the union.

‘One priest, one wizard, and one archer and explorer.’

The first configuration that came to mind was this.

Is it supposed to be a fundamental combination of [Dungeon and Stone]?

The vampire essence also disappeared, so the presence of the priest would be a great help to the team.

However… … .

‘The priests give up neatly.’

In fact, the word giving up has an absurdity.

I even asked Krobitz if he could introduce me to the priest, but he was rejected.

The team must have at least three ranks 5 or higher, and the official value of the temple must also exceed a certain level?

‘The basic recruitment conditions are more stringent than the game.’

Although it is a disappointment, it is not a major issue.

If there is a new priest, the stability of the team will increase, but because of the disadvantage that the deal is not enough, I intentionally left it out.

‘I’m starting to get a sense of how to knit it.’

That evening when I learned the shocking fact that Misha was a racist. After organizing my thoughts, I got dressed and went out into the street.

And I went to the tavern I remembered.

Daughter-!

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the wife of a black bear tribe boasting a luxurious rice cake stand. When I asked if I was alone, I gave Mister Bear’s name, and then my wife licked her lips and pointed to one side.

Uncle Bear, a level 5 explorer, was carrying drinks and food to guests while wearing an apron.

“Well, I don’t have any customers, but I just call my friends every day.”

He sat down in an empty seat, struggling to hear the words coming from behind him. And when Mister Bear had just finished one serving, he quietly raised his hand and called out.

“Oh, wait a minute. I’ll be there soon… … . Bjorn Jandel?”

“Let’s talk for a second.”

At my words, Uncle Bear gently rolled his eyes and looked towards the counter. Wow, I didn’t see it that way, but you’re living in captivity.

I was going to just talk briefly, but I just ordered two snacks and two drinks. If that’s the case, I judged that I and that uncle would also be a little less sensible.

“… … Hmm.”

Soon, Uncle Bear, who brought alcohol and snacks, sat down across from me with a bewildered expression on his face.

And he said it as an excuse.

“Well, it’s not always like this. know? It’s just that I’ve been very busy with work these days… … .”

It looked pretty quiet for a busy person, but he didn’t say anything.

What is the shame of living at home?

Soon, Uncle Bear opened his mouth as if to change the topic.

“So when you come here, does that mean that you came from the original team?”

“… … The team was disbanded.”

“Looking at his face, he seems to have lost someone.”

I neither affirmed nor denied.

However, was that silence enough to replace the answer?

Uncle Bear smiled bitterly and drank alcohol.

“That’s fucking shit.”

“Yeah, that was fucking shit.”

I also drank a glass of alcohol and then ordered two more. And we had a serious conversation.

“How many people have gathered?”

“There are still only two.”

“It must be you and that enemy woman.”

“So what is the answer?”

“Okay, let’s go together.”

Uncle Bear gave a cool consent and then asked a lot of questions.

How many floors are the targets, and how are they distributed?

And how to fill the remaining two?

I briefly mentioned the composition I was thinking of.

“For once, the wizard will unconditionally put it in. And there’s only one seat left… … . It will have to be filled with explorers.”

In fact, there was an option to put Erwen in place of Uncle Bear in the place of Sagittarius. However, it’s unclear how well the guy who just started the explorer class will do.

In addition, Uncle Bear with a tank summons was able to cover the absence of the priest to some extent, so we made the above decision.

“Until a guide is found, we will use the seekers by hiring them. Except for the seekers, we plan to distribute them equally.”

Uncle Bear nodded his head.

And asked spit.

“If I am the leader, can you increase the distribution more?”

“What?”

“It literally means.”

What the hell is this guy talking about?

Did he say he was a leader now?

If that’s the case, I don’t understand at all.

“Didn’t I say I was lost for 19 hours on the first floor last time?”

“… … Did I tell you the time?”

“It was around 19:00 on the first day when the cracks opened.”

At that time, Uncle Bear was wandering around the Crystal Cave.

I couldn’t find the portal to the second floor.

No matter where you are in the labyrinth, a guide who knows exactly where the portal is located remains on the first floor until that time?

Considering that Rotmiller’s shortest record was 6 hours, it makes no sense.

However… … .

“Ah, that… … The road to the crystal cave is a bit complicated, isn’t it?”

“yes?”

“I know where the portal is, but it’s always difficult to find it.”

Uncle Bear only gave directions, and other co-workers continued to find the way.

At that point, I asked myself.

“… … To put it simply, you mean a guide, but a guild?”

“Wow! My former colleagues said so. To be honest, it’s hard to understand.”

What’s hard to admit

The second-floor portal is enough for even an ordinary person to find a compass in one day.

‘You’re a guide, but you’re a guinea pig… … .’

I wish I had said something dignified, but I didn’t show any effort and ended the story.

“I think about distribution. We have to listen to the opinions of those who will come later.”

“That is enough.”

“Then the conversation is over.”

I got my first colleague.

Abman Urikfried.

A rank 5 archer with tank pets and a guide with near-zero search ability.

“I wish you well in the future. Bjorn, son of Yandel.”

It’s just that the specs have gone up a lot, but is it because of the feeling that the second coming of Team Banpoon has already been seen?

***

To commemorate becoming a colleague, it was a short time to clink a glass of wine.

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My mother-in-law glared at us.

“How long are you going to play?”

“Hey, honey? No, this is not a game.”

Uncle Bear hurriedly got up and went to his wife and talked without hearing anything.

It looked like he was getting angry at first, but… … .

“Oh my gosh, I didn’t tell you before. He’s going to be my husband’s colleague.”

As if something went well, my wife approached me first and smiled softly.

“Nice to meet you. There’s also a nickname called Little Balkan, right? I’m tall and strong, so I’m relieved now.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you did.”

“yes. In fact, I honestly didn’t like my previous colleagues. How can you not show your face even once in a team for over half a year?”

huh?

“… … A former colleague?”

This guy must have been solo?

I slowly checked the bear. He was constantly shaking his head with a pale white face.

I remembered the conversation from yesterday.

[Is the guy with a wife going into the labyrinth alone?]

[The store is in deficit these days. Shouldn’t the country also work hard to earn money?]

It’s good to work hard, but I’m guessing it’s because you’re playing solo with your wife.

After Gilchi, it feels like the illusion is shattered.

I thought that I would become a reliable and wise companion like a bear.

Now that I see, he was just a man who lived only for today.

“Anyway, please consider what I ate today. And although I am not a good husband, I will take care of you in the future.”

After meddling in someone else’s family affairs, the shrimp burst and left the tavern as if running away. And when you get home soon.

“Oh, uncle. Have you been drinking?”

Erwen had ordered a drink and sat in the lobby on the first floor waiting for me. At that time, I wondered if I had come to tremble even if I couldn’t finish the chatter… … .

“I’m sorry!”

Without saying anything, Erwen delivered an apology.

“I’m sorry, what do you mean?”

“I didn’t even know that such a thing had happened to my uncle’s colleague… … .”

“How did you know that?”

“At that time, he looked so bad, so I asked another colleague.”

When I asked who he was talking about, he replied that he was a dwarf. When I said that he was my former colleague, I think he was talking about Dwalkie without a doubt… … .

Fortunately, though, he seems to have left out all about oracles and dragon killers.

“Are you in pain? I know. What it feels like to lose something.”

Erwen wept and touched my hand.

There was something very embarrassing about it. Should I say that a three-year-old is comforting me?

It was also the back book.

Now, slowly, I’m in a situation where my mind is in order.

“… … stop talking about it Anyway, it’s been good. I had something to tell you.”

“What are you talking about? Uh, I still have work to do… … .”

“Is there anything left to do?”

“… … no. So what are we going to talk about?”

I sat right across from Erwen.

And he asked outright.

“I’m forming a new team, are you thinking of joining?”

Originally, I didn’t plan to include Erwen.

Of course, it’s not because of Misha’s request.

After much deliberation, the archer was selected as Uncle Bear, and there were no seats left.

However, things changed when he found out that Uncle Bear was the leader.

The vacancies that were meant to be filled by explorers became vacant.

‘It lacks combat power right now, but if you raise it well, it will unconditionally serve more than one person.’

The fact that she was taking explorer lessons from her sister was a huge bonus.

Would it be perfect if we found a way together with Uncle Bear?

“I… … .”

After a long period of silence, Erwen came up with an answer with difficulty.

“I’m really glad you made the offer. So don’t get me wrong?”

Well, first of all, it’s a refusal.

“Is it because of your sister?”

“no. It’s because of me. I still have a lot to learn from you.”

It was an unexpected answer.

Well, it’s not that I don’t understand.

Obviously, the one who sticks with her older sister now helps her grow. It’s only been a few months since I took the explorer class, and I can’t tell you about elemental techniques.

“Right. I get it.”

“I… … Aren’t you mad? yes?”

“No way. That’s a great decision. You are now an explorer.”

“Ah, the compliment I’ve received in a long time… … .”

Erwen, who had been staring blankly into the air for a moment, coughed in vain and regained his consciousness.

And said in a determined voice.

“Please wait for half a year. In just half a year, I will learn everything I can learn from you and go to your team.”

Uh, thank you so much… … .

Wouldn’t it be like I sent some kind of industrial spy?

For some reason, it seemed as if I could hear the sound of my sister’s bankruptcy collapsing.

***

the next morning.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I went to the holy land without washing.

A reasonable judgment that there is no need to wash if you go to a place full of barbarians anyway.

‘It’s like you’ve come home.’

I’m not even a real barbarian, but seeing the green bushes here makes me feel at ease. At one time it was uncomfortable because the chief was afraid, but at least it is now.

Is that so?

‘Nimiral.’

Suddenly, an oracle comes to mind, and my heart feels heavy.

An intuition trained by bad luck was speaking.

A secret that more than ten people know cannot be kept forever.

‘Even if stage 6 is finished today, it will take several more years to film stage 9… … .’

Unlike other races that have abandoned the old traditions, the barbarians are close to insane.

If it becomes known that I received an oracle from a star goddess, not an ancestor, the super rookie or whatever, the chief of the tribe will come forward and try to banish me.

‘I’m going to think about this step by step… … .’

I walked through the bushes and headed towards the center of the Holy Land.

As I was doing this, I saw young warriors gathered in an empty vacant lot. Little warriors who stay in the Holy Land and practice martial arts while waiting for the coming-of-age ceremony.

This is what I always see when I come here… … .

‘That’s Karon… … ?”

A familiar face of a barbarian can be seen among the young warriors.

Tarson’s son Charon.

The barbarian who was once a baby barbarian who knew nothing about the world, but who accepted the darkness of the world and became a full-fledged warrior.

He stands in front of the young barbarians.

It’s like being a training instructor.

“Everyone sings together. human?”

“Enemy!”

“The heart?”

“We must protect it!”

It was an indoctrinated education that was close to brainwashing, but even this alone would greatly increase their survival rate.

I looked at them happily.

Until I realize one thing.

‘But what is that?’

Tarson’s son Charon and a few senior barbarians who seem to have followed him are strange.

For some reason, I am carrying three or four backpacks.