Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

“It must have been my mistake.”

Even as I was relieved at my softened expression, he looked at me wondering what he was talking about.

“Ah, it’s good that you don’t seem to have any problems with your head.”

Soon after tapping the knight on the shoulder, I checked to see if the other three had any objections to my becoming captain.

It seems that he has no intention of breaking the promise that was even notarized in front of the Marquis, but he still doesn’t know.

It was judged that follow-up treatment may be necessary.

But…

“No.”

“It’s the same. It was a bet like that.”

“So, if you ever need my help, call me.”

Surprisingly, except for the article, the other three did not disagree.

Are they all cooler than you think?

I thought that there would be a child who was greedy as much as the political interests of not only himself but also his juniors were at stake.

Well, it’s good that I have less work.

“It’s good that you have no complaints. Then I’ll be good to go.”

“Yes? You want to go?”

When I said I was going to leave and tried to turn my back, all four of them poured out questioning eyes.

Apparently, since the captain has been decided, he seems to have thought that there would be something more to talk about…

“Because I’m hungry.”

“……?”

“Then see you later.”

After saying that, I left the room behind the four people with absurd expressions.

It’s kind of a build-up.

You’re not going to live as Lichen Suits forever, and it’ll be revealed in three months, right?

You have to show me this in advance so that you will understand quickly.

What kind of savage did you do? So I guess it was like that.

“You’re here.”

Afterwards, the destination was the Marquis’s office.

Before leaving, he decided that it was the right thing to report.

“How is it?”

“How did you sleep and nothing happened?”

“Does that mean that everyone has meekly agreed?”

“If you don’t, there’s no other way.”

“That’s… I guess. If anything comes up that requires my help, let me know.”

“You’re strong.”

So this is the end of the interim report—

“Oh and one more.”

“……?”

“Since the commander has been decided, there will be an inauguration ceremony soon.”

“Inauguration ceremony?”

“Shouldn’t there be a place to get to know each other before entering the labyrinth? The guardians who participated in this plan will also want to see you once.”

“Then when will you do that?”

“As soon as the schedule comes out, I’ll deliver it right away.”

It was a little funny.

There are less than 10 days left until entering the labyrinth, so now you have to go straight into the labyrinth after having a foundation ceremony and turning your face?

This isn’t about roasting beans over lightning.

‘Why is the work progressing so quickly?’

I suddenly had a question, but the answer was so easy to infer.

‘I must have tried to do it after 15 days. It’s the easiest time for information to pass on to Noark.’

The superiors must have wanted to minimize the exposure of information as much as possible.

In fact, when I asked about the inauguration ceremony, the answer came that it was impossible to invite hundreds of people and hold a grand ceremony because of security.

“Anyway, I understand the inauguration ceremony, but what happened to the two who will be my teammates? Can they meet at the inauguration ceremony?”

“It can’t be. If it’s okay with you, I’ll make arrangements so we can meet tomorrow.”

“Then will you send them both to my house tomorrow?”

“Do that.”

The Marquis readily nodded at my request.

So, did you have all the conversations to be exchanged with this?

As I was looking at the angle to finish the conversation, the Marquis suddenly brought up a new topic.

“There’s something I’d like to ask you.”

“what?”

“When I made a bet at the banquet hall…”

The Marquis took a deep breath and asked me.

“Were you sure you were going to win against the four?”

“Why are you curious about that?”

“I can’t help but wonder. You must have seen the documents I prepared, so you must have known about them in detail. So I thought it was because I was confident that I would win overwhelmingly when I first bet.”

“however?”

“Looking at it, it’s not like that. Do you know how many times I’ve been in a situation that made me feel anxious?”

I think I know roughly what you want to ask.

If you’re going to win just like that, then why did you make such a bet?

I just decided to answer honestly.

“It’s as you said, Marquis.”

The factor of victory was the imprint of the 7th level of the Undead.

A special stat restoration that increases the efficiency of regeneration.

Without this, my base natural regeneration wouldn’t have lasted very long.

Above all, it could be that my MP was running out first.

Restorative power also applies to MP regeneration.

In other words, the amount of MP recovered from [Soul Dive] also increases.

I figured that if this was the case, I would be able to compete with those four.

But…

“I wasn’t sure that we would win.”

Still, I’m not 100% sure of winning.

Isn’t that what fighting is in the first place?

There are many cases where the lucky punch went wrong and went to the goal.

“I don’t understand at all. How did you act so drastically when you’re not sure?”

“Well, why?”

To the Marquis’ words, I answered with a shrug and left the room.

Yeah…….

‘You’re talking about something obvious. I tried to force myself to admit that I would never admit to losing, so I swear to my heart’s content.’

Plan B should always be hidden.

***

Lunch the next day back home.

After being contacted by the Marquis, two team members visited our house.

“That must be Mr. Lehen Shuitz. Nice to meet you. I am Riard Ashed, a 3rd class wizard of the Langman School.”

A wizard (male) in his mid-thirties with a warm impression and tall height for a wizard.

And…

“You’re young. It’s Old Aldi.”

One supernatural magician (male) in his 60s who looks much more correct than he thought.

“Nice to meet you, Lichen Shuitz.”

“…Are you a soldier by any chance?”

“No, why ask?”

“Because the bottom is so natural.”

Are you going to give it back because you want to be treated at your age?

I had such a question, but I didn’t think deeply about it.

Whatever the answer is, it won’t matter too much.

“Al Didi, if you came here thinking of a normal team of explorers, it’s not too late.

Originally, the first meeting is important to overcome the steam.

When I firmly drew the line, Old Al Didi, for short, Old Diddy, kindly withdrew.

“Haha, that can’t be the case. I was just curious, and I’m not dissatisfied with you lowering your words. I’ve been working as an explorer up to this age, but have you ever been under someone younger than me? I’m used to it.”

“Then it’s fortunate. Wizard…….”

“Lead Ashed. You can call me by name or surname, whichever is more convenient for you.”

“Then let’s do it with ash. Ashed, do you think the same as this old man?”

“Of course. Being treated according to ability is a very natural thing in our Mage Tower society… and this team is an opportunity I don’t want to miss.”

“It’s an opportunity…….”

“A lot of rewards have already been promised just by participating in the expedition. But I heard from the Marquis yesterday… Shuitz-nim has risen to the position of expedition leader, right?”

Oh, did the Marquis already tell you that?

“Anyway, it looks like we caught a good line. If the team is directly under the expedition leader, there will be more opportunities to make a contribution. Isn’t it, Aldidi-sama?”

“Kheuh-hum, you can see that…”

Wizard Ashed asked with a soft smile, and old Didi coughed and expressed his affirmation.

I took a quick look at those two.

‘Everyone’s first impression isn’t bad.’

First of all, wizard Ashed.

He doesn’t speak a few words, but he seems competent.

What kind of a fool is there among wizards?

However, sociality and intelligence are different.

‘It seems that the old man is old and not stubborn.’

Of course, there is also Ashed’s credit here.

Since they were chance and the expedition leader, they showed a snobbish side and imprinted on the old man that they were Eul.

“Then, Mr. Shuitz, would you like to introduce the two of us later?”

Soon after, Ashed cautiously opened her mouth, and when I winked at her, Erwen and Amelia also briefly introduced themselves.

“I’m Erwen Fornacci di Tercia.”

“It’s Emily Raines.”

At the time of Erwen’s introduction, ‘After the Blood Spirit!’ while making a surprised face, on Amelia’s turn, she tilted her head at the name she hadn’t heard before.

But…

‘I’m sure you’re curious about who he is, but it’s nice that he didn’t say anything nonsense.’

Well, I don’t think the luck of the draw is bad enough.

“Come in.”

After the Tongseongmyeong was over, the first two were brought into the house. I prepared a lot of rice to have a meal with them when they come.

“I didn’t ask this anyway. Did you eat?”

“I didn’t eat because I saw that you were called to the mansion.”

“Because it’s better to keep an empty stomach before important matters.”

Yes, they are both pre-meals.

“You don’t have anything prepared, but eat as much as you want. If you have something to say, do it while eating.”

Once everyone was seated at the table, they ate and talked.

“I don’t know who did it, but the food tastes great.”

“Whoops, I got it. Thank you.”

“Thank you for this side.”

“Oh, it’s nothing. Ho-ho.”

Ashed and Erwen’s conversation that makes the atmosphere even more friendly.

I just ate my food in silence.

Yes, all the food is from the restaurant.

It wouldn’t be a lie to say that it was prepared because I went out in the morning and bought it myself, put it on a plate and put it on the table.

‘If it had been Misha, there would have been an uproar in the morning saying that she would dress it up……’

I suddenly thought of Misha, but I didn’t mean to detract from Erwen’s hard work.

Because I didn’t want to see people suffering for no reason, I always advised to go out and buy food.

Misha had always been stubborn.

‘I hope you’re doing well…….’

It’s a short-term unity, but thinking that I’m bringing in a new team member makes me feel uneasy—

“Suits, what do you think?”

Amelia stabbed me in the lower back.

“Nothing. Were you talking about your career?”

For a moment, my thoughts wandered the other way, and I actively participated in the conversation and started researching the households of my new colleagues.

There was not much difference from what I heard through the Marquis.

“The most recent time I entered the Labyrinth was 7 years ago. After the clan I stayed for about 5 years broke up, I concentrated on research activities at the Mage Tower.”

“Why did you change your mind now?”

“It’s the same reason that explorers energize and head upstairs.”

A better life.

More opportunities.

Strange. “What can you do in a labyrinth?” “In

a mage, what you can’t do well is more important than what you can do well in a labyrinth.”

Ashed

grinned at my question . shared the paddle he had:

“Only a small percentage of level 5 or higher curse magic is possible. The support auxiliary system is up to level 4. Other than that, you can assume that you know how to do everything except the unique magic of other schools. Ah, I’m interested in labyrinths, so I think it’s an advantage that I have a lot of knowledge about gathering and materials.” Ashed was a kind of all-

rounder.

Although his stats are a bit low in the curse and support system, it’s not enough to make major flaws. No.

“If I had to ask what I’m good at, I’d say attack magic.”

“The attribute?

“I don’t think there’s any particular difference.”

Hey, are the properties broad?

“Is the Langman School studying combat magic?”

“No. It specializes in curses.”

what? this is a funny guy

I went to the curse school, but the best thing to do is attack.

I think there must be a story…

“Then, if there’s nothing more curious about me, I’d like to hear about Al Didi.”

While contemplating whether or not to ask the story, Ashed naturally handed over the turn to Didi, who was next to him.

‘…Did you mean it?’

Even if it is, it doesn’t feel bad or bad.

In the first place, I didn’t want to ask because it seemed like it would be a personal story.

“I am a healer.”

Healers are a subcategory of supernatural magicians.

If you mimic the healing power of the priest, you are a healer.

If possible to replace the firepower of a wizard, a sorcerer.

He’s a sorcerer, but if he uses poison, he’s poisoned, and if he uses fire, he’s a flame wizard.

If buff doping is the main focus, a support shaman.

On the other hand, the lower world shaman.

It is roughly classified in this way, and the higher the explorer, the more detailed and extensive this classification becomes.

Even for me, if I were to submit my résumé to the guild, I would have to write ‘Guardian’ instead of ‘Barbarian Warrior’.

“Healer… good balance.”

After hearing Didi’s job description, Ashed nodded as if he liked the composition.

Hey, Erwen is an archer. He’s famous, and Amelia also carries a leather outfit and a dagger at home, so it must have been obvious what position she was in.

The Marquis must have heard about me.

“Most of them have healing-type abilities, but they also have two support spells.”

Simply put, it means that there are also buff-type support skills.

Afterwards, Old Man Didi explained to us the details of the essences he owned and how they could be used, and then it was our turn.

Of course, since we weren’t supernatural magicians who needed the understanding of our team members, we didn’t have to explain everything in detail, including the details of the essence.

what each can do.

And it is enough to say that Amelia’s ‘Aura’ and ‘self-replicating’ Erwen’s ‘Dark Spirit’ are singularities.

“Then, I think you’ve learned most of what you can learn from the conversation. What are you going to do next?”

“If possible, I’d like to meet every day and try to match the sum.”

“Yes. Is there a training ground you always go to?”

“There is, but it went bankrupt and disappeared a while ago.”

“Then I’ll keep it in a place I know. Oh, I may have to contact you in writing later, so could you all give me your address?”

“Here it is.”

Is this how you feel if you have a competent butler?

Ashed took care of the chores necessary for team activities so I didn’t have to worry about it, and we were able to gather at the training ground every day from the next day to put together.

And time passed…

“I got a call from the Marquis Schuitz.”

Finally, the day of the inauguration came.

‘How are these bastards really doing their jobs?’

There were three days left before entering the labyrinth.