Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

An old man of misfortune who was a respected high priest of the Church of Leatlas, but was kidnapped by a dragon slayer in his later years and forcibly became a subordinate of the evil spirit. “The star that rises in the twilight will

guide

them…”

It was because of the voice of the evil spirit that resonated in my head.

[Hypocrite, do you still have vain hopes?]

I know without saying.

It’s a vain hope and it’s just hypocrisy.

No matter what excuses he has, all of these are the result of his choices.

‘If only that day…’

hadn’t succumbed to evil.

If, like the great men in folk tales, they would not give up their beliefs and shoulder all the sacrifices.

The man would never have reached this place.

Asrai wouldn’t have disappeared in despair, and the explorers I met today would have finished their exploration and returned to the city without incident.

But…

Kwak.

Ludwig clenched his fist in his wrinkled hand.

It was a meaningless assumption and regret.

Even if you go back to that day, you will definitely make the same choice.

And as proof of this.

Whoa-!

He is still standing in front of the shimmering portal.

To follow a single order given by the dragon slayer.

To be precise, to protect my precious grandson who won’t hurt even if I put it in my eyes.

Somehow, they are guarding this place in case they run away.

I’m just thinking like this.

‘I hope they don’t come here.’

It was the only hope allowed to him.

It is a hope that is like crumbs.

However, the evil spirits were not satisfied with even this.

[Further ripening.]

In the long despair, Woongji has been cut and now he has lost even the will to solve the problem.

He resigned himself to the miserable reality as if he were glad that the slave had only received one beating today.

Choosing the lesser evil, it was the best, I masturbated.

He struggled to ignore the fact that he had the means to end all of this.

However, the evil spirit says that it is still not enough.

[Hypocrite, watch. It is the despair caused by you and the pain caused by you.]

A voice resonated as if it were engraved in the brain.

Before long, a scene fell over his tightly closed eyelids.

A barbarian and his allies are fighting a great evil.

In a situation where no one seems to have a chance to win.

[Behel -Raaaa !!]

Unlike himself, who is in accordance with his fate.

***

“So you’re not running away.”

He looks at me and laughs like he’s laughing.

I forcibly raised the corners of my mouth because I had no intention of being pushed back from the momentum fight.

If you run away, it’s not like they’ll let you go nicely.

The current situation is extremely simple.

[Use the wizard to survive until the soul exhaustion is over.]

If it was a kind game, this kind of message would have appeared.

Soul Exhaustion lasts about 20 minutes.

Until then, you must persevere.

Oh, by the way, it is impossible to escape.

There’s nothing better to bite than a prey with its back.

“Protect Dwalkie!!”

At the same time as shouting with all your might.

Tadat!

He kicks the ground as if he won’t give it time.

A new type that accelerates in an instant.

In his hand is the fang of the viper he took from Misha.

Even if you take it away, how do you take it away?

I erase the bitter feelings and focus on the guy’s movements until the end.

Quaang-!

Judge by blocking the sword with the mace.

My feet slipped backwards.

This means pushing away from the strength you were most confident in.

Whiik!

A sword that is swung again in a soft curve.

I hurried back, but it was not enough to follow his movements.

This also means that he has the upper hand in agility.

squeak.

Acidic blood spattered from the gaping skin.

After all, [Ironskin] doesn’t work either.

I thought I couldn’t use Akze’s longsword, so I was just in case. Yes, it’s a skill whose effectiveness increases as physical resistance increases.

Whoo-!

Eliminate complaints and wield a mace.

squeak.

Instead of touching him, the wounds increased.

However, he wielded the mace again.

Giving time to colleagues while getting hit and hit again.

Because that would be my role.

“When is the dwalki magic!”

“I’m ready. But they’re too close—”

“It’s done, shoot!”

Finally, the long-awaited ice spear is fired.

As expected, he quickly backed away.

If you were beaten like me, you would have judged it as a loss.

Thank you very much.

Tadat.

I also stepped back and got out of the radius of the ice spear.

Without a chance to catch his breath, he quickly reached behind his back and pulled out a shield from his backpack.

Isn’t it a yard where you can’t use [Giant] anyway?

Judgment that having a shield would be much more helpful in battle if it wasn’t for Akzee’s long sword.

I’d like to wear a breastplate as well, but…

‘I won’t give you the time to do that.’

Erase the lingering attachment to something you can’t have.

To focus everything on what is more desperate than resignation.

Throw away what you throw away and take only what you take.

In that sense, one of the first things to check now.

“How’s Misha?”

“It looks like he stabbed his intestines while breaking his bones. He’ll be fine soon after he’s given the potion.”

Yes, until then, we have to fight 1:4.

It’s a cold word, but I’m glad the one person missing wasn’t Dwalkie. If it had been Dwalki, it wouldn’t even stand a chance—

“Careful!”

The guy runs again.

There’s no time to be patiently waiting.

First of all, it is a positive factor.

‘Yeah, you’re in a hurry, too.’

I expected it in my heart, but this has led to certainty.

He’s not affected by a short-term status ailment.

As you can tell just by looking at them rushing at each and every second as if it was a waste.

Kakak!

He’s doing too much to see the match before the soul exhaustion ends. Simply put, it means that if we endure for 20 minutes, an opportunity will come to us as well.

But… ‘

I’m going to have to wait for 20 minutes.’

Time is not on our side.

He doesn’t know this fact, but now we only have four potions left.

‘Excluding the superlative, one intermediate and one advanced.’

If you go to the composition now, it is certain that it will be exhausted in less than a few minutes.

That’s why…….

“Behel—Laaaaa!!”

Let out a shout with all your might and push your shield away.

Then, dash quickly and swing the mace.

It was judged that he would never be able to last 20 minutes with lying down play.

Of course only for the first few minutes.

Tadat.

If he widens his distance, he immediately catches up.

And focus on offense rather than defense.

Whether or not Rotmiller’s arrow support flies.

Whether or not Dwalki shoots magic.

“……You want to die together?”

Like a person who is aiming for Dongguijin, he clings to it and swings his mace.

It’s called Barbarian Water Ghost Mode.

Ironically, this tactic actually reduced his injuries and made him not even dare to approach Dwalki.

Just as it proves that the best defense is offense.

“Chit.”

He didn’t thrust his sword at me, but twisted his body to avoid the ice spear. Unfortunately, towards the point where the crossbow was fired.

Fu-wook!

A monumental first hit.

It wasn’t deeply embedded due to physical resistance, but since it’s a thigh, there must have been some restrictions on mobility.

But did he even realize something?

‘I guess this is where I ate me.’

From this point on, the momentum in the eyes changes.

So I quickly backed away.

A person who has learned to give up in order to gain something is dangerous in any field.

“The persistent ones…!”

From the swung sword, a strong sense of life lingers.

It is as if the shackles have been released.

The sword of the guy who limited the attack path for defense draws a free trajectory with only one purpose.

What would be the biggest change?

Whiik-!

Even though the arrow grazed my shoulder, he didn’t budge and pushed me.

and the result.

Fu-wook!

After several battles, his blade penetrated deep into my abdomen.

An injury that would have been fatal if left unattended thanks to the loss of natural regeneration.

“The body is regenerated due to the (medium) recovery effect.”

Under Rotmiller’s judgment, another bottle of potion was used.

Now all that’s left is one advanced and two superlatives.

But in a bad way.

Tadat.

Failed to stop him.

The one who jumps over me after stepping on the swinging mace as if performing some kind of acrobatic stunt.

‘Nimiral.’

He quickly turned around and reached out, but it was too late.

The guy who hit the ground once more quickly closed the distance towards the back camp.

“Go back!”

The dwarf stood in front of Dwalki, but it didn’t mean much.

How do you stop that monster from the front?

In a situation without the key skill [Balance].

Quaang!

A dwarf who flies like a soccer ball holding a shield with one kick.

Rotmiller threw away his crossbow and swung his sword.

Of course, there was no way to get through.

Fu-wook!

He slashed Rotmiller’s sword with such ease that he stabbed a green blade into his stomach.

The moment he tried to pull out his sword.

“This is our thing.”

Rotmiller stops him by holding his hand.

Fish Woo Woo!

Fortunately, the ice spear fired in time and the guy let go of his sword and stepped back.

dump.

Soon, Rotmiller, who lost his support, collapsed to the floor without strength. However, the sword stuck in his abdomen had disappeared.

Mimic’s skill [Treasure Warehouse] that does not consume soul power.

so he can’t use it.

Any little bit helps this team.

‘If I feed the potion on time, I can save him.’

Despite the injury of my comrade, I kept my cool.

But not everyone could.

“You Rottmiller…!!”

Misha, who was recovering by leaning against the wall, swung a sword at him with a body that was unable to move.

Knowing that I can’t reach you

for a single purpose.

“I couldn’t go to Dwalkie… oops!”

Misha’s new model, which had been kicked by the guy, hit the wall once again. Hana Nom didn’t go straight to Dwalki, but quickly moved towards Misha, who had passed out.

It was obvious what you were going to do.

He must have planned to strike the final blow and steal the remaining sword.

This damn thief’s baby.

“I told you. It’s ours.”

He swung the mace as if to drive away flying flies, and he fell away from Misha without hesitation.

And he laughed.

“Barbarian, are you still thinking about doing it?”

What are you sick bastard? You’re sounding normal.

Instead of answering, I ran towards him.

Whoo-!

The guy easily stepped back and avoided it.

“You really believe in that crap? If you take out a few curses, the ice spear will end up with cold blasts?”

Of course.

How about a low-level attack spell. If

it gets stuck in the head, it’ll be the same.

Just one lucky punch is good, so just one. I just need to be able to hit it.

Until then, I’ll kill the time somehow.

“Dwalky!!”

I shouted with all my might, thinking that it was the timing for the magic to fly.

But what is this again?

‘Nimiral.’

Magic doesn’t fly.

***

Reol Wobb Dwalki, a wizard certified by the royal family.

It’s no coincidence that he submitted an application to join a team of only two warriors. He

wanted to look like someone special,

so he picked the easiest one.

The warrior I thought that if there were two, the wizard would look more valuable. But it didn’t take long for the true nature to be revealed. [

Hahaha, my name is Liol Warb Dwalki, a certified 8th-class wizard of the Lapdonia royal family—] [

I tried something, but it was trash.]

Garbage.

A being who cannot be treated as a wizard by the same wizard.

[Ha ha ha! Then, is it like our team is all half-cooked? It’s rather good because it means that we won’t have to be intimidated by looking at each other in the future.] Even so, they say it’s

okay He

understood that he was the same.

It felt like he was being saved.

He even thought that perhaps his 25 years of life had been spent only to meet them.

But…

[Are you sure you believe in that trash? Except for a few, the guy whose ice spears end up with cold blasts?]

In the end, the essence hasn’t changed.

Even when the moment to be active for the first time came, he couldn’t do anything properly.

No matter how powerful his magic power was,

he was a half-penny wizard . A half-penny wizard who couldn’t even live up to the expectations of his precious colleagues.

But on that subject.

[Go back!]

Protected by a close friend.

[This is our property.]

Couldn’t save the laughing colleague with the sword stuck in it.

[

Dwalky I couldn’t go there…… keup!]

I couldn’t protect the woman I was in love with.

That fact made my hair go white.

I couldn’t breathe because of the overwhelming sense of helplessness.

If I could, I wanted to run away from this cruel reality right away.

But…

“Unfortunately, he seems to have already given up.” I

must not give up.

I wonder if I was the only one left.

A precious comrade is still fighting.

To protect everyone alone.

“Barbarian, you know that too. would you? It’s already over.”

Despite his ridicule, he silently waved his mace and sprayed the blood from his mouth onto his face. From

end to end.

Are you fighting back with all your might?

[Your face brightens. Does it come in?]

As I started chanting,

I remembered a conversation I had with an instructor at the Mage Tower Training Center right after going through the troll battle

. …not that there is none.]

On that day, Dwalki paid the master a large amount of money to learn one magic. Or

, to be more precise, he learned a ‘magic combination.’

I begged, but…….

‘accident acceleration.’

Cognitive power is dramatically improved and time passes slowly.’Magic

amplification.’

Stimulates the heart’s inherent magic power to temporarily increase output.

‘Heart acceleration.’ Forcibly increasing the heart rate, making the mana spread throughout the body, and overlapping psychosensory magic

,

which is famous for its side effects

. It’s refreshing and the eyes are clear.

I feel like I can do anything. [What’s

your name?

Well. Sacrifice doesn’t sound like it.]

Dwalki stretched out his hand forward.

It was just that.

[Yes, awakening would be appropriate.]

At the time of basic attack magic magic,

dozens of arrows became light and shot out.