Episode 97 Barbarian Trophy (4)
When using [Wild Eruption], the threat level increases.
However, at this time, the threat level does not give a ‘provocation’ judgment to people who are not monsters.
As Dwalki said back in the day.
[Um… Gosh, it was a really weird feeling. I knew in my head that there was no danger, but my body was telling me to run away… … .]
The cowardly ones cower in fear.
A brave man shows his spirit of victory.
Well then, how about this guy?
“Haat!”
The answer was the latter.
He flinched for a moment at the shout I uttered in front of him, but he quickly came to his senses and continued swinging his sword.
If I had a shield in my left hand like usual, I could have just deflected it away… … .
‘It probably won’t be much different now.’
Anyway, that’s what it is.
The physical body of a tanker that has entered orbit exists solely to block enemy attacks.
Swish.
Move one hand, free from the axe, in the direction of the sword’s swing.
At the same time, a dull sound follows.
Kagak-
The look in the eyes of the guy who thought he had the upper hand in that sound is questionable.
I guess you were curious.
A sharp sword and a bare arm.
When will you ever hear a sound like that when those two touch?
“… … ?”
A moving focus that holds the light of hope for an answer.
His gaze reaches that destination.
“Don’t you understand?”
To my question, the guy just nodded blankly.
Why did his sword cut through the skin but not the bone?
There are many reasons for this.
Bone strength, physical resistance, innately large and strong skeleton, physical stats increased by [Wild Eruption], etc.
It would have been even more ridiculous if he had just cut off my wrist in one go.
but…….
‘There’s no need to explain it in detail.’
Because I’m a barbarian.
“you-”
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One word is enough.
“be weak.”
After saying it, it was bound to be a pretty cringey line, but the effect was considerable.
As if he had been insulted to the max, he pulled out the sword stuck in his arm.
It was a bad choice.
Choaaaah-!
Blood scatters as the blade is pulled out.
Cheeeeeeek-!
The sound of corrosion continues.
and…….
“Kuaaaah!!!”
A groan of pain.
“A mean number… … .”
What are you talking about, I was just sitting still.
Since it was clear that there was something wrong with his head, I reached out and grabbed the bastard’s balls.
Well, if you run away, it’ll be a headache, right?
“Cough!”
The blood supply to the brain was cut off and the parasite began to thrash.
It was just like a table that was already set.
It’s clear that even if you just twist the stem, it will die with a thud.
but…….
“The equipment has been removed.”
“Total item level decreases by -495.”
Put down the weapon you were holding.
The reason is simple.
Kakakan!
A double-edged battle axe that the butler bought with a lot of money just for today.
If I hit you in the head with this, you won’t even be able to make the excuse that you didn’t intend to kill… … .
‘I promised.’
I promised the knight Samdol.
Next time we meet, I will definitely take care of the problem in your head.
That’s why… … .
Kwak.
Holding a fist the size of a watermelon,
He hits his temple with all his might.
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Phew! Phew!
If you have a problem with your head.
“Behel—raaaa …
Just get rid of the head.
Yeah, a Barbarian would definitely think so.
Or else forget it.
***
silence.
A state where there is little or no sound in the surroundings.
That state continues for a while.
“… … .”
It was a very unusual sight.
Well, it’s a place where so many people have gathered.
Even during the time when the festival was in full swing.
How often do hundreds of people keep their mouths shut and create silence without any tacit agreement?
“Poem, where is the priest!!”
The silence ended when a knight ran out carrying a half-crushed piece of thread.
So I also approached the referee.
“Doesn’t the winner have to tell anyone?”
The referee looked puzzled at my question, then shouted to the crowd.
“The winner is Bjorn Jandel of the House of Martoan!”
At first I thought they were discriminating against me because I was a Barbarian.
But looking at the crowd’s reaction that followed, it doesn’t seem to be that case.
“Wow!”
“Barbarian! Barbarian is the best!”
“This is the first time in my life that I’ve experienced such an exhilarating duel! It feels like my heart has been blown out of my chest!”
“But isn’t that knight dead?”
“You are too cruel. Touch me here. Can you feel my heart beating?”
“Uh, uh… … I, I think I feel it… … .”
“How many people die during a duel? And if it’s to that extent, I think the priest will foolishly treat them well.”
Rather, it was a hotter reaction than the first duel.
“Behel—raaaa …
I came down from the stage, gave a quick shout of approval, and headed to the barracks.
This is not where the Baron is waiting… … .
The barracks where Silmotsigi was transferred to receive treatment.
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“Yes, yes you punk! Where am I!”
As soon as we entered the barracks, a shout of discontent erupted.
The remaining two of the three knights.
I approached the priest who was treating the patient without saying a word.
“Is he dead?”
“… there will be no danger to your life.”
The priest gave me an unfavorable glare as he answered.
“Why don’t you keep things in your hands a little?”
When a follower of God speaks like that, I feel a little guilty, but I have enough excuses.
“I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”
“… … ?”
“What a knight! He put down his axe and just struck with his fist! But how did I know that he would pass out with one blow?”
At my confident answer, the knight Samdol blushed in shame, and the priest opened his mouth as if he was dumbfounded.
“Fainting… Are you talking about that? It was a serious injury that caused the brain to leak out, but fainting—”
“If I were alive, wouldn’t I have fainted?”
Even Einar, who taught me about the life of a barbarian, would be struck by the choice of words.
Soon the priest shut his mouth.
I decided that talking about it would be meaningless.
“… … .”
An awkward silence began to fall across the barracks.
I was thinking of just leaving, but then Silmotsigi came to his senses.
“Uh, uh… Where is this… … ?”
A muttering thing with a blank look in its eyes.
The divine power emitted by the high priest had already completely healed the crushed head, but it was not a panacea.
“I was definitely going up to the arena… … .”
The priest explained the situation to his muttering.
There was a confrontation and he suffered a serious brain injury there.
But since you’ve just been treated, your memory will probably return in time.
“Oh, I see. Thank you for your help—”
The guy who had been expressing his gratitude for the priest’s kind briefing froze when he saw me.
“Yes, why are you here… … .”
A look closer to fear than confusion.
I was a little skeptical.
How can you react like this when you lost your memories during the duel?
“Hmm, you really don’t remember anything?”
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“Oh, I can’t. So, please leave.”
Well, it doesn’t seem like you’re lying… … .
Still, since I’m here, I should check what I need to check before I go.
“I’ll leave right now if you do one thing.”
“… … ?”
“It’s nothing special, just repeat after me as I say it.”
I told him exactly what he had told me before and asked him to repeat it back to me.
“Is that all you have to do to let me go…?”
“Of course.”
As I nodded, Silmosigi gulped.
And he repeated exactly what I said.
But… … .
“Hey, that place was small to begin with, that’s why it was named that way… … . Uh, ugh… … .”
Suddenly, he starts shaking like an aspen tree and grabs his head.
“Ahh… … ! I, I remember… … !”
As I recalled the past, it seemed like memories that had been temporarily lost returned.
“Good. Keep going.”
At my continued urging, Silmochi froze like a stone statue and began to stir.
“T-Take it… I, I was at fault. So please… … .”
Apologizing?
An attitude that I would have never imagined if it was him in the past.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Fortunately, the problem in my head seems to have gone away.”
“Yes. So, please leave now. The patient needs rest.”
“Okay.”
Following the priest’s words, I also left the barracks without any hesitation.
“Hey, let’s get out of here. Hey, we have to run away quickly… … !”
A faint commotion could be heard from beyond the barracks.
As I listened, it finally felt real.
I am neither a doctor nor a priest with divine powers.
I am just a barbarian living in this savage world.
But so what?
‘As expected, the Barbarian is a fraud.’
Right today.
I solved a problem that even the priests couldn’t fix.
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***
“Thank you for your hard work. I really didn’t think you’d finish it so quickly… … . But where did you go?”
When I returned to the waiting barracks, the Baron greeted me.
When I told him that I was curious about the condition of the thread and came to check it out, he snickered.
“You’re really unique. You worry about things like that and attack so mercilessly.”
To say it without any reason is a bit harsh.
“If it was a labyrinth, I would have hit it with an axe.”
“Well, I guess that might be the case… … .”
“To be honest, I didn’t know you were this weak. I thought you’d be strong because you’re slow.”
An answer I prepared in advance in case something went wrong.
For some reason the Baron burst into laughter.
“Okay, what’s wrong with you? It’s just because they didn’t practice properly.”
“But is it okay for this to continue like this? Even though they are apprentice knights, aren’t they also nobles?”
“Huh, are you worried about what will happen later? If so, don’t worry about it at all. Wasn’t it something that happened during the match?”
“But aren’t knights the property of their families? What if the nobles they swore allegiance to harm me?”
“Oh, don’t worry about it. Why would an apprentice go out for a game like this instead of a full-fledged knight? Even if he dies, it’s not a big deal.”
The Baron then assured her that no one would want to embarrass him over such a trivial matter, and that he would prevent it if it did happen.
That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.
“So, you just focus on winning. I saw people reacting well earlier. The more you run wild, the more satisfied the Count who hosted the banquet will be.”
Well, then.
I feel like I can smash all of their heads in without any worries.
I saw earlier that the priest’s abilities are no joke.
“The winner is Sir Tillian of the House of Henselvania!”
After that, I watched the duel with the Baron and waited for my turn. It was quite fun at first, but I soon lost interest.
Should I say that the way we fight is exactly the same?
I think I understand why people were so excited when it was my turn.
‘Even if you’re from a collateral line, you’re still a noble. Are you saying that you have no showmanship?’
I was a little tired, so I asked the Baron for his understanding and took a short nap in a corner.
How long has it been since then?
The butler woke me up very carefully.
“… Hey, hey, you, there’s someone looking for you.”
“Who are you looking for?”
It was a bit unexpected, but before I could ask anything else, the butler finished what he had to say and disappeared.
So I went out and checked it out.
But what is this?
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‘Knight Samdol?’
Two of the polite trio are standing.
Also, before I could even say what I wanted, one of the guys reached out and grabbed me by the collar.
I don’t know the name.
He was the guy who slandered me by calling me a little clown.
“This woman—!”
As I stepped back slightly and avoided his hand, the little clown flinched in embarrassment before continuing to speak.
“Ah, ahem. You! What on earth did you do to Lord Sylvania!”
“Sir Sylvania?”
When I tilted my head and picked at his ears, the guy got angry.
“Don’t you even know the name of the person you dueled with?”
So that was his name.
So, the name is… … .
“Sil… Mary… … .”
“It’s Sir Sylvania!!”
“Yeah, is there something wrong with him?”
Lee In-bang started to shake at my question.
“You’re talking about that… …! Whenever your name comes up, you lose your senses and start throwing a tantrum!”
“How can you be so vicious? No matter how much resentment you have, how can you bring a person to such a state… … Do you have no mercy or honor?”
Mercy and honor?
That’s not something a kid who said he’d cut off my head in 10 seconds should say.
I have made a final diagnosis.
“…I didn’t know the condition would be this serious.”
A quick solution is needed.
***
“What are you doing here?”
The commotion ended with Baron Martoin peeking his head out from beyond the barracks.
Lee In-bang, who had been stabbed by something, left the place in a hurry as soon as he saw his face.
“…What were they?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Yeah, anyway, I came here because I had a great idea and I was wondering if it was actually possible.”
After that, I returned to the barracks and killed time by having a boring conversation with the Baron, and before I knew it, the first round was over.
And the quarterfinals tournament has begun.
But is this what the sorcerer called the ‘hero’s fate’?
“Sir Quartean of the House of Baron Serpia and Bjorn Jandel of the House of Baron Martoan, please stand!”
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Surprisingly, in the second round, I faced one of the three knights.
He was a guy with a boastful disposition.
“Don’t expect things to be the same as before.”
A guy who keeps talking and saying things even after the duel has started.
“I say it myself, but Lord Sylvania is the weakest of us—”
It was actually easier than the first time.
Take advantage of the muttering to dash forward.
and…….
“Uh, uh… … ?”
After that, he reached out and grabbed the guy’s balls, whether he was startled or not and swung his sword.
A heartfelt punch to the temple.
Phew-!
The guy fell to the ground helplessly, his head and bones crushed. This happened just three seconds after the duel began.
but…….
“Wow!”
“Please crush me like that next time too!!”
“Knight Crusher! Knight Crusher!!”
Even though the duel ended in an instant, the audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
It was truly ironic.
‘I can’t believe I enjoy watching people’s heads get smashed.’
Now, how can you tell who the barbarians are?
***
“The character’s fame level has increased by +10.”
“The character’s fame level increases by +10… … .”
「… … .」
