Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Screams and cries.

grief of the lost.

Nebarce Greenhope thought as he blankly put all of that into his eyes.

‘Where the hell… did it go wrong?’

There was nothing more to see.

It started with Regal Bagos, the dragon slayer.

Despite Noark’s persuasion, he kidnapped the High Priestess and treated him like a slave, and eventually the evil deeds were revealed to the world and he was the one who made the royal family draw a sword.

But…

‘…is it me.’

Nebarce accepted the blame without abdicating it.

What would be the point of turning to the past to escape today?

In the end, the former lord of Noark, who accepted Orculis, should be held accountable.

So…

“Does it look like it turned out the way you wanted it to?”

let’s accept

The fact that it was me who produced this result today.

“Stay tight.”

Nebarce moved without stopping so as not to fall behind and go outside the magic field. In front of him was an old man who was using floating magic as comfortably as breathing.

‘Belbev Ruin Genes.’

An old man with the nickname ‘Destroyer’ in his later years.

A wizard who longed for learning throughout his life, and a being who drove countless people to ruin with his precious knowledge.

After hearing from Amelia that there was nothing we could do, it was none other than herself who went to visit him in a sense of congestion.

Because I had a strong belief back then.

‘representation.’

The royal family is wrong.

We must break their power and open a new world where the above and below are united.

that’s the right thing

Obviously… it should have been.

“It’s hot…….”

“Please save me. Any amount of money…….”

Life is burnt alive and collapses.

Every time that happened, the beliefs that made him what he is now also slowly crumbled.

Is this really the right thing to do?

To trample on those who do not even have the strength to defend themselves for the sake of a great cause.

Is it really the way to a new world?

“Stop…….”

Nebarce finally opened his mouth unable to hold back.

Only then did the old man stop and look back.

With the expression of someone who heard a strange noise.

“Stop it? I came here because I didn’t want the balance of power to collapse, but wasn’t it you who asked for help first? If we stop now, the troops headed for Noark will never return.”

right.

But…

“That’s not what I wanted.”

“Yes? Then what did you wish for?”

I was speechless and choked.

What did I expect while visiting the wicked of this era called ‘Destroyer’?

“It’s a golden opportunity that will never come again. Even I didn’t expect him to appear. I don’t know what the hell is wrong. As long as he draws attention from the palace, we won’t be in danger.”

“Do you know who says this because my life is precious! I’m just… just…!”

Nebarce was speechless to the end.

Then, as if the old man was wasting his time, he turned his back mercilessly and began to walk forward.

“It looks a little tough.”

Even at that moment, hundreds of flames from his hands flew indiscriminately with the sole purpose of destroying them, dyeing the city red.

“Leave your emotions aside and think of your goals.”

“…….”

“Isn’t it better than losing both?”

Extremely wizard-like calculated words.

Wow-!

Soon, the mana field moved away following the old man’s steps, and the hot heat passed through his skin.

Nebarce inadvertently stopped and moved on.

The walk was filled with only doubts.

“Oh mom… I can’t breathe…”

“It’s okay baby……. Mom will be by your side. Until the end.”

What is at the end of this road?

***

It rains at night.

This is what the magicians of the Mage Tower did.

Chwaaaaa-!

The guards who came to support from all over the city are not resting either.

A long line from the well.

He is constantly passing buckets and throwing them towards the flames.

No, where is the cost?

“If you’re having a hard time, don’t be shy and come out! It’s okay if you try to come!”

Among them, there are explorers who lived nearby, and citizens who heard the news and rolled up their sleeves, saying they would be of any help.

People gathered to overcome the disaster in front of them.

“Oh my gosh, I’m going to ride all the way to my house!”

“Hey bro! That’s what you’re going to say now? Some people have families in them right now!”

“If you both have the strength to fight, carry a bucket!”

Of course, not everyone added strength with a noble mind.

The same goes for me, who is standing here right now.

‘Raven.’

When I arrived at Karnon, my eyes were bleak.

A fire of a different scale than the modern day several factories burned down.

Did Raven hold up well?

No maybe…

‘Maybe what.’

Awaken the spirit by striking the chin with a fist.

Fuck!

How to have a healthy mind in a beaten body.

There is no time to worry.

First of all, isn’t Raven a wizard?

If it’s her personality, she’ll be holding on well by now taking care of the people around her. Yes, I might be lucky enough to stop by the magic tower for a while and avoid this situation.

“There wizard.”

I approached the wizard who was fighting the fire and revealed my identity. It was a favorable gaze even though it was a conversation in the middle of a busy day.

“A wizard over there. It’s been a while since I’ve been called that way. Cheers!”

It seems that my image was good apart from the title of nobility.

“So what happened to that wizard, Bjorn Yandel?”

“Can you use cold-blooded magic?”

“Are there any wizards who can’t use it?”

At my request, the wizard chuckled and cast a spell. After

“The character’s fire resistance is greatly increased.”,

it’s a little less hot now.

“Are you thinking of going in there?”

“There’s a colleague inside.”

The wizard who cast the spell on me nodded and smiled.

“But will it be just that?”

huh? what? Are you laughing at me now?

For a moment, such a thought bloomed, but I became quite embarrassed by the situation that followed.

Click.

The wizard took out the message stone.

And…

“Ah, can you hear me? I’m sorry I’m busy, but I’d like to ask you a favor. The guy you all know as Bjorn Yandel wants to go into the flames to rescue his comrades.”

I called somewhere and asked for a favor.

“If you have any artifacts or drugs that help with fire resistance, please send them to the designated coordinates of my personal laboratory. I will summon them here on my own.”

Is it like a group chat room between wizards?

It was an unexpected luck for me, so I shut up and waited.

Soon, one or two replies came.

[If it’s Bjorn Yandel, he’s also given the title of nobility, so there shouldn’t be a problem with his credit. But still, if there is any damage, I will charge you, so be aware.]

The old man’s voice sounded harsh.

[great. Most of the disciples have gone to Karnon to apply, but I will send all the questions you are asking to the remaining disciples.] A

young woman’s voice.

[My dear disciple came back alive thanks to him this time. I’ll send you a scroll, but tell me you don’t have to pay for it.]

The man’s voice sounded benevolent.

[Because it’s Bjorn Yandel, it wouldn’t be bad to take this opportunity to erase the debt. If you’re not listening to the conversation by your side, talk to me instead. It’s our ‘Ioni’ school that sent the ‘Fire Dragon’s Ring’, so remember that.]

Calculating voice

and…….

[Aru? Does colleague mean that child?]

Even a familiar voice.

‘This voice is… an old man?’

If I remember correctly, it’s called the old man.

It is the voice of the master of the great school of Artemion and also the teacher of Raven.

“Well, I guess I’m right for now. Nodding my head.”

[I’ll send everything I have right now.]

All contact ended with this.

To be honest, I was dumbfounded.

‘What is this situation?’

I just talked to the most easy-going wizard to receive only ‘cold-blooded’ magic.

But now that I see it, it’s not very serious.

All the people in the group chat seemed to be the heads of a school of nuance, and in fact, among the members, there was an old man who was the master of Artemion.

And that’s what it means.

‘He’s probably not an ordinary wizard either.’

I asked out of pure curiosity.

“Who are you?”

He introduced himself with a smile, as if he had no intention of hiding it from the beginning.

“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Leven Arfegan.”

It was the first name I heard.

However, he knew the school he continued to reveal.

It was a school belonging to the middle rank in the Magic Tower.

But I never thought the master of that school would be this young.

“I will definitely pay off this debt someday.”

“If that makes you feel comfortable.”

Within a few minutes, a reply arrived one after another through the Message Stone that the items had been moved, and Leven Arpeggan summoned all the items in the coordinates to this place through magic.

‘It’s a real fire dragon’s ring.’

Starting with the top number items, it was full of various rare items.

Even looking at them one by one, I felt really strange.

“Heaven luck helped.”

In fact, to say that I am lucky is not enough.

How likely is it that the mage I accidentally spoke to is the head of a school and would be kind enough to help me out with a personal chat room—

“Lucky sounds weird.”

huh?

“It’s the first time I’ve seen authors step out like this to help a stranger. Do you think this is possible because of luck?”

When I tilted my head, Leven laughed and continued.

“I don’t know what they saw and willingly went out to help when you said you would save your colleagues. But…….” “…….”

”

All of this was accomplished by you.”

It was wordy like a wizard, but it seemed like he knew what he was trying to convey.

It’s embarrassing to say this to your face.

Sweep.

As I wiped my ash-covered nose while hiding my embarrassment, Leven laughed and Vishil tapped my shoulder with the same arm.

“So don’t say you’re lucky, just do what you have to do. We must hurry to save our comrades.”

Yes, it is not time to be sentimental.

“Thank you.”

After expressing our sincere thanks, we wore or consumed the summoned items.

“The character took the lye of eternity.

” increases fire resistance by +50.」

「The character has consumed Spirit Tears.」

「Temporarily increases all elemental resistance by +15.」

「The character has taken pure flame.」

「Temporarily received fire. Damage is reduced by 10% and fire sensitivity is increased by +15…….」

「……」

「……」 Drink a

doping

-type potion first

. And

…

“The character wears the No. 4819 Lava Shield.”

“The overall item level increases by 985.”

“The character wears the No. 760 Fire Dragon Ring.

” The level is…….」

「……」

「……」

Wear a variety of flame-specific artifacts, including triple number

items .

The air did not even give off a sense of

cowardice .

I

stretched out my hand toward the flames as a test, but

it was the same .

I don’t think I’ll ever feel that way…”

“I just felt like that.”

Giggling, I stared into the still undiminished flames. Then

I asked Leven about something.

What did you see in me?”

Leven said a while ago.

I don’t know what it was, but everyone saw something in me and was willing to help.

If I said, what the hell did he see?

”

It was a rumor.” ” Rumors

?”

“All the rumors I’ve heard about you. I saw you for the first time today, but I knew it as soon as we met your eyes. That was all true.”

Ambiguous lines with a lot of room for interpretation.

As I was about to ask in detail, Leven pushed my back

with an anchovy-like arm.

He laughed awkwardly at my body, and asked me one favor,

“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t say this. If you still have strength after saving your comrades, save the others.”

It’s not particularly difficult.

Okay receptionist.

“I’ll try my best.”

“You sound very trustworthy when you say that. Oh.”

Soon, I finished all preparations by activating the previously acquired ‘Orb of Fire’.

「I activated the Orb of Fire.」

「All flame series continuous damage within a 15m radius is reduced by 50%.」

Name So, in Barbarian firefighter mode,

“Behel—Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

sortie.