Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Rottmiller nodded at the dwarf’s question. And this made the situation clear.

It wouldn’t be a coincidence that the guys who were plundering on the 3rd floor accidentally came to us after being chased by monsters.

“I don’t know who it is, but they’re targeting us.”

“I don’t know why. Maybe he’s pretending to be being pursued and trying to come between us.”

Rottmiller, affirming my comments, added his comments.

I too had the same thought.

“Then what should I do with my health!”

what do you do what do you do

Fortunately, thanks to Rotmiller, I was able to detect their tricks early.

“You’d better use this opportunity.”

“Use it?”

Misha tilted her head.

However, time is not enough to explain the reason in detail.

Because it looks like they’ve arrived.

“Boo lights! Lights!”

At the same time as a man’s cry, three men and women covered in blood and sweat hurriedly entered the radius of our torch.

“If you’re not confident in your acting, just watch it.”

He whispered and met Rotmiller’s eyes. Then he nodded slightly.

After all, I get along well with this guy.

Even the dwarf who was worried in his heart seemed to understand exactly what I meant.

Then let’s start slowly.

“Don’t come any closer.”

Seeing them running, I immediately raised my shield and stepped forward to block the path.

“Look here! The party has been wiped out. Help me! I’ll pay you back…!”

A desperate yet urgent expression.

This guy is good at acting too.

Well, is it natural to be a looter?

“Lay down your weapon.”

“Ha but there’s a monster behind you!”

A human uncle in his early thirties pointed back.

A group of orcs who had been chasing them from beyond the radius of the torches were staring at them.

“Chwichwiik!”

As the number of people increases, it is not easy to approach it, but it is not known how long it will last.

So please let us in.

That’s what the old man was trying to say, it was self-evident, but so what?

“It’s your choice. Put down your weapon or go outside.”

I spoke stubbornly once more, and the answer was not forthcoming.

Doing so would be a problem.

“…….”

In the labyrinth, weapons are the same as life.

Maybe we didn’t even notice, we didn’t even know if we were suspicious.

But it doesn’t matter.

No matter what choice they make, we have nothing to lose.

“…put it down.”

The man with the mustache dropped his weapon on the floor, apparently making a decision, and the other two followed suit.

‘Did I try to be greedy?’

While I was satisfied with the choice, I was also a little worried. To go after us at such a risk?

There was no reason to even guess.

“Okay, then come slowly as you are. If possible, everyone is away.”

“Isn’t it necessary to go this far? We just need help…….”

“If you want help, do as it says.”

“i get it.”

Then, as they arrived one by one as instructed, Rotmiller approached and checked the presence of hidden weapons.

“…I don’t see anything that could pose a threat.”

“That’s right. Murad, you watch over them.”

“Oh, I see!”

The dwarf stiffened and nodded, then walked along, arm and leg in line, like a North Korean soldier.

For some reason, a sigh came out from within…

Fortunately, looking at their expressions, I didn’t feel anything awkward about their behavior.

“Chwichwiik …….”

“Chwichwiik chwiik-!”

After that, I left the dwarves with the three plunderers and kept my guard on the side of the orcs, but before long they turned their backs and left.

Even the Orcs considered it a high risk to fight against such a large number.

‘Anyway, all of the monsters are clever.”

Well, it’s not comparable to the humans. Anyway,

avoiding useless battles was good news for us.

Amid new problems, we even paid attention to the battle with the orcs. “Oh, I thought I was going to die…”

Soon

after the group of orcs disappeared, the woman who was the red one among the three sat down on the floor with a faint sound.

Did

she come to her senses later? He stood up from the floor with a sad expression on his face and bowed respectfully toward us

. My name is Elisa. Thank you for saving us!”

But is it because of the chest bone exposed through the torn top

? Hikurod is Murad.”

The dwarf coughed and turned his head away.

It didn’t sound like he was acting innocent.

His head was turned, but his eyes were still on one spot.

“It was Mr. Murad! Then, what would this person be called?”

“Bjorn, the son of Yandel.”

“Oh, I see!”

The woman who introduced herself as Elisa came up to me and grabbed my hand.

Then, she bowed her head again like

before . The goal was emphasized.

“Haa, I really lived thanks to you! What really would have happened if I hadn’t met you guys…”

It’s a bonus that he let out a panting breath and spat a voice that tickled his ear.

Now that I look at it, it’s only because of the fact that his top is torn a lot among the three. It seems like it’s for…

“Bjorn! Your eyes are so grim!”

Misha muttered, misunderstanding my sincerity.

However, I did not bother to clear up the misunderstanding here.

There will soon be an opportunity to do so.

“Clarify the names one by one.

” The first one to

introduce himself was the supposed leader, a man with a mustache.

” Hans Argoda.”

What?

“…Hans?

”

Well… something like that.”

I nodded my head awkwardly.

Hans A died from being stabbed in the head by my shield.

I haven’t seen Hans B since I accidentally got his advice at a drinking party.

And Hans C I met today. So here it is. This mustachioed old man seems to be going through the process of A.

Anyway, let’s go ahead and move

on

to the next one .

I’ll look for it.

If I had to pick one, it would be the level of politeness

? Thank you again.”

Elisa made a fuss in her natural tone as Changjab Tyson bent his waist 90 degrees.

“Really! If it weren’t for you, what situation would we be in right now… Leatlas must have been protecting us!” “Leatlas

?”

Rotmiller froze in shock at one word.

Then he cautiously spoke to Elisa.

“Maybe… so Miss Elisa—”

“Oh, I haven’t told you my last name yet. My name is Elisha Behenk. As you can see…….”

Elisa sighed and checked her clothes, then she had a teary face. The

original white clothes were torn here and there and stained with sweat and dirt.

“…Not as you can see? But first of all, I’m serving Lady Leatlas!”

“Huh!”

” You really were a priest.”

The dwarf just let out a short exclamation while Rottmiller closed his eyes and briefly made the sign of the cross in front of Elisa.

“The star that rises at dusk will guide us…” ” Yes

,

the star that rises at dusk will guide us.”

Did he think the rice was ready?

And then, in an instant, the wary air faded.

Well, at least that’s how it seemed to them.

‘We all know that he can’t be a real priest—’

“Elisa, would you mind looking at my wounds?”

What? ?

” I’m sorry! I should have helped you with that first…….”

Could it be that you are a real priest, not an impersonator?

While I flinched at the unexpected development, Hans C pulled up his shirt and showed the stabbed wound.

Elisa then chanted a prayer spell and turned white. I brought my hand that was starting to shine to the wound.

But what a mess?

Syaaa-

the wound really healed in an instant.

It was a real divine power that I couldn’t disagree with even though I watched everything with a suspicious look.

How can I be sure if I’ve never seen it?

First of all, it’s not only the sound of healing that is different from the potion, but also just by looking at the expression of Hans C. Is

n’t it gentle as if there is no pain at all?

“A star rising at dusk will guide us…

” Was it the same?

Rottmiller, who had been taken aback for a moment, immediately regained his senses and drew the sign of the cross. It was

the same reaction as a living being witnessing a miracle right in front of his eyes.

It seemed a bit exaggerated to my eyes, but in fact, given the structure of the world view, this must be a normal reaction. ..

Just as different races grow up in the holy land, most human children learn to read and gain knowledge through temples from a young age.

The weight of the name priest is different.

“Ah! Then, can we get the weapons back now?”

Elisa asked casually.

He spoke as if he finally realized that he didn’t have any weapons. Perhaps showing his divine power was a paving stone for this

. It must have been because I believed in this.

But what

to do with this

? ”

I can’t do that.”

“I know you’re a real priest. But what do you mean?”

I’m a barbarian who believes in ancestral spirits.

I haven’t received anything from the priests, so it’s not strange to react like this.

Soon after, Elisa smiled awkwardly and looked at Rotmiller and Dwalkie, who were born as humans

. I seem to be asking…

I stubbornly retracted my refusal:

“I will return the weapons when they leave after receiving the reward money from them

.

” Whether you’re a priest or whatever, since you entered the labyrinth, you’re an explorer. You have to follow the convention.”

“Oh yes… I heard there is such a convention. Then… how much

can I give you?”

I pretended to think for a moment and then said,

”

About 2 million stones would be

enough.

” Wouldn’t it be?”

Cancer This is enough for a man.

I

‘ve heard that serious guys will take away all their equipment in return for saving them

. We don’t have that much money?”

That’s what we already know.

Where are the guys who carry cash as they enter the labyrinth?

Now that we’ve got the expected answer, it’s time to make the next move.

“I won’t ask for a lower price. At least go outside—”

“No. I do not believe in anything other than the words of my own people. If you don’t have the money, pay in kind.”

“…In kind?”

“Hmm, I think that man’s armor will suffice.”

Hans frowned as he pointed his index finger at Hans C. However, Elisha said a few times. After exchanging glances, he let out a

deep sigh. Instead, there are conditions. I’ll take care of you tonight until our fatigue wears off.”

“Okay.”

I nodded my head willingly. I

can clearly see the ulterior motive, but it’s not really a promise to keep anyway, so what can I do?

“Irita, can you help me?”

“That’s right.”

Hans C, who took off his heavy armor with the help of the spearman next to him, handed the equipment to Rotmiller.

Okay, first of all, he took off the armor of one youngster.

‘For now, take everything you can take away and start. I guess…’ “Now that the price has been paid

, can

you hurry

up and return our weapons?”

“…Why are you laughing?”

Hans C asked with a hard face as he looked at me.

I didn’t bother to answer.

Just as I didn’t clear up Mischa’s misunderstanding that my eyes looking at Elisa were vague. Even

if you don’t say anything, you’ll know soon. “Hey Yandel? If you ask for more here, we’ll be in trouble—”

“Oh, that’s not going to happen.”

I

replied and hit

Elisa on

the head with the mace .

Breaking is a national rule.