Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

And it hardened.

[Long live Korea’s independence] – 2 people are online.

…why two?

Did any other Koreans come in this season?

No, but there’s no way a newcomer could find a chat room so quickly?

clack clack.

I double-clicked the title of the room using the mouse while feeling doubtful.

Then, an unusual message was displayed.

[This room is temporarily restricted from participation.]

[Remaining time limit is 9 minutes and 51 seconds.]

What is this again?

It was confusing at first, but soon the situation was figured out. Restricting participation is one of the inherent privileges of the host who opened the chat room.

In other words, it means…….

‘As soon as the community opened, someone came to Lee Baek-ho and Lee Baek-ho locked the door to have a conversation.’

It would make sense to see it this way too.

Perhaps that someone is Lee Baek-ho’s acquaintance.

If I didn’t know, I wouldn’t have locked the door, I would have kicked out.

‘I’m an acquaintance of Lee Baek-ho…’

I’m just curious.

Lee Baek-ho is an old user who took pills in the early days and could only use the community for an hour.

You must have been in this community for well over ten years, and there are people who know that much.

‘But the opponent must be someone who has been here for a long time like Lee Baek-ho.’

In the first place, it was Lee Baek-ho who gave the invitation code to enter ‘The Watcher of the Round Table’.

“It sucks.”

It would have been nice to be able to check the nickname of the person logged into the chat room.

As I watched the time decrease with a bit of regret, the number of people was reduced to one before I knew it.

[Long live Korea’s independence] – 1 person is online.

When I checked, the participation restriction was lifted.

Has the person who came already left?

It was the moment I entered the chat room with such thoughts.

“Are you from the hometown Baekho was talking about?”

what the fuck is this

I hurriedly turned my head at the unfamiliar voice, and there was a white man I had never seen before.

isn’t it the first time?

[Elfnunalove]

When I checked the nickname above the man’s head, my head went blank for a moment.

Surprisingly, he was someone I had a relationship with.

The user who sold me the information when I was digging around about the wizard called ‘Chenal Fergang’ after hearing the rumor of ‘Dimensional Collapse’.

[Come to think of it, that’s okay. I think he’s a fan.]

Watching him decline the 20,000 GP he promised as a reward, I realized that I’m a newbie here.

I also promised myself that I would rise to the top soon.

But I never thought that this person was someone Lee Baek-ho knew.

‘No, but where did Lee Baek-ho go?’

I quickly came to my senses.

Even so, the other side also looked at my nickname and sent me a strange look.

“Um, are you the one I saw then?”

yes you know me too

It seems that my nickname ‘Elfnunna’ was as memorable as the person who uses the unpleasant nickname ‘Elfnunalove’.

“Yes, I’ll see you here again.”

I felt uneasy about something, so I hesitated for a moment.

There are many things I want to ask, but sometimes information leaks out just by asking questions.

Waiting for the other side to speak first.

Actually, after waiting for a while, Ellup scratched his head with an embarrassing expression.

“I’m sorry about this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Because I feel like I’ve taken away a friend from my hometown that I met after a long time.”

“…Are you talking about the white tiger?”

Ellup nodded at my question.

“Yes, as you know, there are not many Koreans here.

“No, that’s not it, I don’t understand. They took it away…?”

This time, I wasn’t pretending to be a newbie, but I was sincere.

I don’t know what you’re talking about at all.

Could it be that Lee Baek-ho left the chat room because of him?

no but how?

Surely the moderator of this chat room must have been Lee Baek-ho?

A car with all sorts of questions running through my head.

“It’s literally. From now on, even if you come here, you won’t be able to meet Mr. Baekho. I thought he might act as a key, so I left him alone until now…” The

white man continued.

“Unfortunately, you have made a great mistake.”

“……?”

“Originally, I was just going to leave, but I’m just letting you know that I’m afraid you’ll waste your time waiting for no reason. Then, I hope you have a good time.”

Elf sister love who left the chat room before I had time to say anything more.

I blankly stared at the empty spot.

‘Nimiral.’

what’s going on?

***

An empty room where I was left alone before I knew it.

‘Are you doing something wrong? You say you can’t come here?’

My head is complicated.

But the more you do, the more you need to calmly organize your thoughts.

What the hell is Elf Nuna Love doing?

As I was reliving the conversation step by step, I quickly came to a conclusion.

It’s still just a hypothesis, but…

‘I’m sure he’s the manager of Ghostbusters.’

manager.

Just like the ‘Soul Queens’ I met when I first came here, I am a being who guides newbies and manages this place so that the community does not become a mess.

Otherwise, this situation cannot be explained.

[You made a very big mistake this time.]

Elf Nuna Love kicked Lee Baek-ho out of the room even though he wasn’t even the host. No, it must have been Lee Baek-ho, not Lee Baek-ho, who put a restriction on participation in the room.

At least on the bulletin board, it’s because the manager has considerable authority. In the first place, hitting permanent banishment from the community can only be done by administrators.

It’s definitely not an ordinary manager either…

‘…Wait a minute.’

My thoughts continued and I hurriedly returned to my room. Then, he quickly manipulated the computer and opened the message box.

[Elfnunna’s transaction history is over 50 times. EXP +50]

[Member level is adjusted.]

[Orc – > Troll]

[Sender: Ghost master.]

Ghost master.

The top manager of Ghostbusters, who has not been identified by anyone in the community, who is called the GM or operator by users in the community.

I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with Lee Baek-ho.

[Do you know who the manager is?]

[Ah, I don’t know that either. Actually, I ate the pills after robbing the secret police headquarters in the early days.]

[Then you don’t know who you are either?]

[But you probably guessed it? I’ve got someone I know to some extent…]

[Who are they?]

[There are three of them, can you tell me all?]

To my question at that time, Lee Baek-ho named a total of three suspects. They were all wizards, and each one was so famous that there was no one in the city who didn’t know their name.

Since it is Lee Baek-ho’s speculation, it must not be completely unreliable.

‘The GM is a wizard.’

It’s not certain, but once I laid down that premise, I remembered the first time I met Elf Nuna Love.

[…Can I just tell you this?]

[What does it matter? I’m not the master of that school.]

Watching him divulge the inside story of the Tarutein school that spread the rumor of dimension collapse, I thought of this.

Something this guy says is like a wizard.

Having reached a conclusion, I swallowed my saliva.

It may just be my own leap, but…

if the conclusion I drew is true.

“crazy.”

I may have just met the GM.

***

For a while, an unknown shudder ran through my body.

I quickly returned to my normal state.

Even though Elf Nuna Love was a GM, it didn’t mean that it was a serious problem for me.

Well, that nickname bothers me a little, but……

It’s not like it’s an adversarial relationship.

If my identity is revealed, there will be no misfortunes such as someone coming to cut my throat.

…maybe.

‘Okay, let’s erase that first.’

I went into the forum and deleted the comment I left on my Canadian friend’s now blurred post.

It would be close to impossible to identify me with just this, but I still think I don’t know.

In the process of erasing it, I erased all the traces I left here. Except for a few comments left on the humor post, it wasn’t long.

Once when rumors of dimension collapse spread.

After the battle with the dragon slayer, all I had to do was post a purchase on the exchange to gather information about Orculis.

‘Then I can’t meet Baekho anymore…’

After I finished erasing the traces, I thought about Baekho Lee.

something was missing

Putting aside the fact that I can no longer obtain advanced information through him, honestly, playing with him was quite fun.

‘But what on earth did he do that the manager came and hit the van himself?’

There is no way to grasp the truth at this time, but it was not difficult to assume that it was closely related to the subjugation of Noark.

If it’s a big event that happened recently, that’s it.

Tadada dat-.

After that, I spent time wandering around the bulletin board.

Most of them were close to simple web surfing.

I checked to see if there were any posts left by Elf Noona Love, but there wasn’t a single common comment.

Oh, by the way, this was the same for Baekho Lee.

‘…I’ll just have to keep an eye on it from now on.’

Originally, the real dead person stays away from the community and silently does his own thing.

Taking this incident as an example, I added a new iron rule for using the community.

and how long has it been

[03: 03]

It’s time to enter the Round Table.

However, this time I did not have to wait until just before closing and just entered.

As much as that happened, it was judged that information could be obtained through small talk before the rally.

‘…will everyone be there this time?’

Starting from the customizing room as usual, I hurriedly donned the navy suit I had been wearing the whole time and put a lion mask on my face.

Awesome profit.

After finishing the decoration, the door opened as if he had waited, and following the carpet, a large round table appeared.

It was the clown who greeted me first.

“You came early this time Fishit.”

Because he skipped a month, he heard his unique laughter after two months.

I approached my seat and looked at the person.

‘Crescent moon antlers fox.’

Including the clown and myself, there were a total of five people who participated in this rally. The fox, who met my eyes, looked away and said to everyone.

“By the way, Mr. Goblin is late today?”

“Isn’t Phisht dead? I heard that the Holy Knights took a lot of damage this time.”

“…Hopefully not.”

As expected, the main topic of conversation even before the meeting was the previous subjugation.

“I am amazed that I came back alive even this much. I wondered if there was a hell.

“…I agree. I could never have imagined that Noark had such power hidden. Even when the subjugation party was first formed, I thought that with this power, I would be able to attack the palace as well.”

“Fisit, but they all looked good, didn’t they?”

“You clown, you talk like you’re talking about someone else.”

“Then what if it’s not about other people? How many people die is irrelevant to me. Isn’t that right, Mr. Lion?”

“Well, I’m not interested.”

I just listened to the conversation with my chin resting on the armrest as if I was bored. The

warlock of Noark.

The priest of Karui.

A large clan that was said to have suffered severe damage. Inside the story, stories of other races, etc.

Information with scarcity that was insufficient to bring out at the meeting was constantly flowing under the name of

chatter.

It was the time when I was listening to their opinions on the recent situation while hiding a satisfied smile.

“Oh, Mr. Goblin!”

A goblin mask appeared through the open door.

“He was alive.”

“Ah yes. It was really dangerous. God really helped.”

The goblin, who is not from this world, naturally discusses God.

The clown laughed mockingly.

“What is God? Wasn’t he hiding behind the scenes like a goblin? Phish.”

“Why are you the clown doing this only to me?”

“Because you’re so complacent?”

“…….”

Despite being openly ignored, the goblin just laughed and took his seat as if he hadn’t prayed. ‘I was scared

.’

At first, I couldn’t understand why the goblin took a low profile, but if you think about it, it might be natural. Isn’t it

a goblin whose status as a paladin has been exposed?

It’s impossible to openly pretend to be a clown who looks strong at first glance.

Kung !

Shortly after I sat down, the door was closed tightly,

indicating that it was time to start the meeting.

“Ryan, is the promise valid?”

Before I even decided my turn, the crescent moon asked me a question.

I missed the subject, but I understood. There was no problem.

He must be referring to the promise to give information about the ‘Resurrection Stone’ if he brings an interesting story.

I nodded briefly, and the crescent moon showed a determined look

. Do you see it?”

“I’m just desperate. It’s something I need more than anything else.”

A reply with a will to find out about the ‘Resurrection Stone’ at any cost. “Then

, who should we start with ?”

It was just a moment.

The

door that had been firmly closed opened with a noise.

A phenomenon that had never happened before.

What is it? Other members? No, once the meeting started, no one was allowed to enter the middle?

Apparently, according to the rules ”

…?”

Seeing everyone’s suspicious eyes, it seems I’m not the only one who finds this phenomenon strange…

Kuung .

A figure appeared,

a man wearing a white mask without any features.

The only skin exposed was his hands with

wrinkles .

.For

a moment, silence filled the hall.

The first thing that came to my senses and opened my mouth was the fox mask.

“Master…?”

Through that murmur, I was able to understand.

Master.

The creator of the ‘Watcher of the Round Table’. It meant a person.

“But there’s a mask you’ve never seen before? Who are you?”

At Master’s question, the fox mask that had been caught and fluttered several times tilted its head. “…

Wasn’t Master invited you? I’m sure this person said that too… …”

Strictly speaking, I didn’t say that.

I just cleverly evaded the answer to misunderstand.

But such an excuse wouldn’t work.

‘Nimiral.’ What

should
I do?