Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

At the end of that line of sight was the body of a man.

Guardweaver Drows.

Garbage who tried to live a second life by running away from the karma he committed under a new name.

Yes, that must have been the case…….

“What’s wrong with your expression?”

Amelia bit her lip involuntarily.

It wasn’t as refreshing as I thought.

“Is it because his co-workers ran away? Eh, don’t worry too much. The other two went to look for him, right? We’ll catch him soon.”

Even the immature comrade who complained throughout the journey noticed her, but Amelia had no time to care.

[It’s my responsibility. There’s no reason for you to get involved. So, go ahead!]

The sight of him sacrificing himself for his comrades kept lingering in my eyes.

It was absurd at first.

What the hell is this guy talking about?

When and when will you betray us?

And that’s for those who don’t even know what kind of person they are?

hard.

I broke my teeth.

If he could do that, why didn’t he do it to us?

“But you got the goods back, right? Even if they escape alive, our mission is a success.”

Only then did Amelia erase her thoughts and shift her gaze to the jewel in her hand.

A legacy of the great sage Gabrillius and a treasure kept by the lords of Noark for a long time.

Come to think of it, this was kind of awkward.

To be precise, I kept thinking about what I heard while taking this thing away from him.

[Amelia You can’t change anything with this.]

To say that when you know what this object means to you.

“…….”

Amelia used the poison she possessed to dissolve the man’s corpse. Then, he put the jewel he was holding into the subspace.

Anyway, all of Noark’s leaders have left for the outside world, so they can’t even communicate properly.

It will be kept by her for some time to come.

I planned to go back and find a way to use this gem later, not to act in a hurry.

‘I finally got it.’

Whatever the case may be, the end of a long-cherished wish has come to an end. With that thought, Amelia shook off her uneasy feelings.

It was then.

“But sister.”

Carmilla, the team’s summoner and transporter on the 6th floor, sneaks up on her.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

“Is this really the thing?”

It wasn’t that I couldn’t understand that feeling.

This is an item that has been passed down like a legend even within Noark, and in some ways, it is considered more fictional than the ‘Revival Stone’.

That’s why Amelia didn’t give it a chance.

“I do not know either.”

Of course she knew.

That the story about this object is not simply a made-up story, and that this object that has just been put into subspace is unmistakably genuine.

But isn’t there a saying that it’s a gyeonmulsaengsim-I.

It would be stupid to create a variable by talking about it for nothing.

“Oh, don’t do that. You know that guy well, too. I think you know if this is real or not, right?”

“Again, I don’t know. And whether this is really that thing or not is none of our business. Our job is to get what he had and get it back.”

Amelia once again drew the line.

And just as I was about to turn my back.

“What do you think it’s real seeing you react like this?”

Carmilla grinned.

“Wow, I didn’t know this would really exist.”

In a way, it sounds like an immature joke.

However, Amelia, who had seen all kinds of ugly things in her life, instinctively reached for the dagger.

That was the moment.

Pooh-!

A warm feeling radiating from the back.

“I’m sorry, Rain Wales.”

It was a failure to be wary of only Carmilla.

When he came to his senses, a warrior’s sword was piercing his stomach.

But what do you mean?

Amelia judged right in time to undo her mistake.

“Good job, mister!”

The place where the blade dug in was under the ribs.

“When are you going to call me brother?”

The organs were damaged, but not an injury that would cause immediate death.

Therefore…

“What do you mean, half of the blood is mixed… Oh!”

He draws his dagger and quickly thrusts it forward.

The target is Carmilla.

The woman I always wanted to kill many times.

Whiik-!

Unfortunately, it was a bit short.

Of course, it didn’t mean much.

There is a catch technique that I learned while fighting the barbarian in the past.

Whoa!

As soon as the aura is blown into the tip of the sword, the gap that was lacking is filled.

Pooh-!

“Ah!!”

The tip of the dagger pierced Carmilla’s eyes.

“It’s a waste.”

If it was a little deeper, I could have stabbed my brain.

Fish-!

As soon as I felt regret, the knife stuck in my stomach was pulled out.

The recoil made his body stagger.

But there is no time to rest.

“Shit!”

A warrior’s sword that swings straight to the vital point.

It seemed difficult to avoid, so Amelia stretched out her arms.

That’s because the arm is not a vital point.

Slow-!

A sharp longsword cut through his arm.

He saved his life, but suffered great losses in battle.

It wasn’t such a big problem this time either.

If the main body is broken, it’s enough to fight using clones.

Tadat.

Amelia used her doppelganger’s [self-replication] to create a double body right behind the warrior.

And straight away, he swung his foot at the head.

A link that most enemies couldn’t even respond to.

“Behind the back!”

Soon, the clone’s foot touched the opponent, and an explosion sounded.

Quaang-!

It wasn’t the sound from the head he was aiming for.

“Keugh!”

The place where the feet landed was the warrior’s shoulder.

The factor was that the warrior turned to the side at the timely warning.

Pooh-!

At the cost of a failed attack, the warrior’s sword slashed his stomach once more.

Although the check using the clone body did not embed the warrior in a hurry to get out of the body, but…….

‘I’ll die if I’m wrong.’

Dangerous.

It was the moment that thought dominated Amelia’s mind.

“What are you doing, get your arms up!”

The warrior rolled on the floor and picked up his severed arm.

It was an arm filled with a subspace bracelet.

Feeling frustrated, Amelia quickly chased after the warrior using her duplicate body.

But…

“Yongyong, let’s go!”

It was three steps short.

[Kahwaah Ah-!]

The first time the warrior was on the Drake summoned by Karmilla.

Whoo! Whoo!

Drake floated up into the sky in an instant.

The conversation between the two was overshadowed by the loud flapping of wings.

“…Amelia Laneways. What a terrifying woman. I never thought she would be so menacing even in that realm.”

“Okay, give me the potion first!”

“Let’s talk first. What are we going to do now? I couldn’t kill him properly.”

“What does that matter, Mistress! You’re going to die anyway…”

That was all the conversation she could hear with her developed hearing.

Because now it has completely disappeared into the sky.

“Damn it.”

Amelia let out a curse word for the first time in a long time.

But that doesn’t change anything.

Action is the only way to save oneself from a hopeless situation.

Turbuck.

Amelia used the intact clone to carry the main body.

And quickly left the place.

Judgment that it is really the end if they come down to the ground again to confirm kill.

trudge trudge.

Amelia continued to move, not quite knowing which direction she was going.

how long has it been like that

It was the time when he stood up and took a step forward even after his soul power was exhausted and [Self-replication] was canceled.

fault.

My body stiffened at the sound of someone from the side.

It was assumed that if they were his comrades who went in pursuit, they would live, and if the other way around, they would die.

An alternative situation in which life and death are decided.

But…

“……Einar? Einarnyang?”

Surprisingly, Amelia’s expectations were wrong.

“you.”

“Ugh huh?”

“You’re Bjorn Yandel’s colleague.”

The side part checked by lifting the head.

dump-!

It was a cat there.

***

“Aww what else is this guy!”

Misha was confused.

That’s natural.

If a woman with her arm cut off and a hole in her stomach suddenly appears in front of her eyes and collapses, anyone would do that.

‘Uh uh… is he one of those explorers who were fighting?’

“Four potion. First of all, the potion…” It

was an unidentified woman, but Misha first opened the wet expandable backpack and took out the potion.

Is this woman good or bad?

No, there might have been a good side in the first place, but I don’t have any information yet…

[It’s Bjorn Yandel’s colleague.]

The last words the woman said before collapsing removed even the slightest hesitation.

Yes, he might be acquainted with Bjorn.

Let’s start with treatment first.

Pong-!

Opening the stopper of the potion, Misha hurriedly poured it into the woman’s wound.

But what else is this?

Deed deed deed.

There is no potion-specific boiling sound.

A potion that only flows through the wounds as if cold water had been poured on them.

“Eh? Did you buy it at an authorized general store?”

I couldn’t understand it at all, but Misha, who had the experience of buying counterfeit potions in the early days, took out another potion from her bag.

But it was the same this time too.

‘……Uh, why doesn’t this work?’

Could it be that this was fake?

Soon, Misha poured a little potion on the scar she had suffered from falling into the water as an experiment.

Chii Iik-!

Seeing that it itched like crazy, the potion was fine.

But why doesn’t it work on this woman?

I don’t know, but Misha didn’t give up.

I learned from Bjorn that if you don’t have teeth, chewing with your gums is the spirit of a barbarian.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve used this……’

Misha took out herbs and bandages.

A first-aid kit to use if someday you can’t use the potion.

“It’s going to sting a little… Oh, I can’t hear you anyway.”

First of all, Misha washed the wound with disinfectant, applied herbs and bandaged it.

Then, she laid a blanket on the floor and laid it on top of it.

This is the end of temporary measures.

Everything that can be done is the rest. Depending on

this woman

‘s will

.

There’s no way…….”

If she had just passed out, she would have moved on her back, but since her condition was so severe, it was impossible to use that method. ”

Bjorn will wait for you…….”

But

that didn’t mean I could leave her like this.

About 10 minutes had passed.

Squeak squeak!

Mischa turned her head at a somewhat unpleasant derivative sound.

“Oh, what is this again… ….”

Monsters were crawling out from the shore.

***

Tak Tak Tak Tak.

The sound of flesh clashing continues regularly.

It’s the sound coming from my hands.

Should I say I can’t just leave my body alone

? “Two hours

.

”

That much time has passed since I arrived at the center.

No matter how quickly I arrived, at least one of my colleagues should have arrived earlier.

‘Why isn’t anyone coming?’

Even if I try to have faith, ominous imaginations keep filling my head.

Misha, Raven, Mr. Bear, Einar, and Erwen…

Is it really okay?

I’m looking back…

“Do you intend to stay here forever?”

As I was still trembling with anxiety, the priestess cautiously asked a question.

To me, it looked like a fucking pseudo.

No, I told you to have faith earlier.

” You’re a priest, but why do you give up so quickly?”

He grunted, but he knew in his heart.

Considering his job as a priest, that kind of reaction isn’t strange.

Squeak, squeak!

The marine monsters appearing here also began to appear from time to time here.

They walked all the way here at a pace that was less than half the walking speed of a normal person

. It must be all over the place.’

Nonetheless, no one arrived.

“Ersina.”

“Say yes.”

“Move. Waiting doesn’t suit my temper.” ”

Your faith seems to be the same.

” ”

If you

were born as a human being, Yandel-sama might have become a great religious person.” I don’t think I’m a religious

person.

As a proud atheist, I felt strange, but the nuance was more like an exclamation than a sarcastic one. “Stop talking nonsense and get up.”

“Yes.”

The priestess was raised and prepared.

And

just as she was about to leave,

the

visitor finally arrived after about two hours.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t one of our teammates.

A skinny body full of minor injuries, probably from a grueling battle just before.

A longbow slung over his shoulder.

Even green hair stained with dirt.

“…Mr. Yandel. ”

Enemy or ally.

It wasn’t difficult to tell.

He looked at us and asked,

“What did you guys do to Rain Wales?” It

was quite a coincidence.

Actually, I also had a question about you.

I ignored the tinnitus ringing in my ears. ” Hey

, why do you have Raven’s subspace ring?”

You’ll have to answer well,

otherwise you’ll really die.