Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

This is a mysterious existence even in this fantasy world where magic and heterogeneous people exist.

That’s because monsters can’t communicate.

Occasionally, there are guys who talk, but most of them just repeat certain lines.

And in that sense.

[Let go! I mean let go! You crazy traitors!]

…What is this guy?

The gap between the eyebrows narrows without my knowledge.

That’s right, the language this guy spits is ‘ancient language’.

Unfortunately, I recently met a ‘monster’ who speaks ‘ancient language’.

But is that really a coincidence?

When that doubt grew deeper and deeper.

“Mr. Yandel, why are you like that?”

“Is there something wrong?”

what? how are they reacting?

As soon as I felt a sense of incongruity, I vomited my doubts.

“Couldn’t you guys have heard what this guy was saying at all?”

“…yes? You mean?”

“I hadn’t heard of that. Only unpleasant screams bloomed.”

“ah! me too!”

Write, what kind of phenomenon is this again?

As I looked down at the hamster, who became even more suspicious, the hamster stopped struggling and looked up at me.

[you…! I hope you can hear me!]

What, can you hear my voice? Is it like that?

I couldn’t find any specific reason to answer.

So I tried to talk to him in the ancient language, pressing so hard that it was impossible for the hamster to struggle.

“you.”

[Ugh…! let go…! You savage bastard… you dare to know who I am…!]

No matter how much I say it, I don’t know who it is.

yeah, so…

“What’s your relationship with the village chief?”

ask straight forward

Judgment that the first thing to check was whether or not this guy was a Frakchi sent by the village chief.

[…?]

However, since he seemed to have no idea, I gave another name for the village chief.

“Cornelius Brungrid. You don’t know anything about this name? A monster that uses the same ancient language as you?”

If the answer came back, he planned to call an expert and start the interrogation.

[Insolent bastard! This body is not a monster…!]

“Okay, just answer the questions I ask.”

As soon as I gave strength to the hand I was holding and then released it, the guy hurriedly opened his mouth.

[Mo, I don’t know! I don’t know! So don’t click! saturday! It makes me feel like I’m going to vomit…!]

“I don’t know, I feel sorry for you. So from now on, I have to find out for myself.”

[I personally… find out…?]

You will know that if you experience it yourself.

I called Amelia, who was next to her, and Amelia took out her dagger and checked the condition of her blade.

But she wondered if her own future was drawn when she saw it.

[Now, wait!]

“Did you even remember?”

[Go, ancient language…! If it’s a ‘monster’ that uses an ancient language, there’s a guy who can figure it out! Isn’t that… the guy who rides the dragon!]

…riding a dragon?

First of all, the village chief’s nickname as a human was ‘Dragon Knight’.

“Emily, wait a minute.”

First of all, with Amelia back behind her, the conversation continued openly.

“You, tell me in detail. About that bastard who rides a dragon.”

[I-I don’t even know…! But I had been here once before. That monster with blue skin and big eyes! His men were numerous, too, ancient! I also wrote an ancient language!]

First of all, it seems correct to say the village chief.

Big eyes with blue skin. There wouldn’t be any other races with such characteristics and even using ancient languages.

‘The village chief lied again after all.’

They told me they couldn’t go outside, so they didn’t even know what was out there.

Now that I see it, it was all a blatant lie.

“When did they come?”

[It was so long ago that counting is meaningless.]

“I will judge whether it is meaningless, so tell me in numbers.”

[I-I don’t know that exactly! The sky has opened tens of thousands more since those monsters last visited…!]

The sky opened.

I think this expression means ‘rainy season’…

If that’s the case, then it’s understandable that counting was meaningless.

‘If there are 10,000 rainy seasons… about 833 years outside time.’

But tens of thousands more times?

It means that the village chief visited this place thousands of years ago.

So, the calculation ends here.

“What does it mean to ride a dragon?”

[It’s literally! Whenever he came here, he always brought a lot of his men on that big dragon!]

“If it’s always, are you saying you’ve been here many times?”

[I used to come here often. I lost my way at some point, but […]

“What was the village chief doing here at the time?”

[I was the same as you! I randomly picked out the books I had been working hard on and threw them away! really-!]

“Wait a minute, did you organize the book?”

[…I did?]

what the hell is he

First of all, everything I’ve said so far doesn’t seem like a lie.

To be honest, I was genuinely curious about the identity of this bastard rather than suspecting that it was the village chief’s Prakchi.

“Why did you organize the books?”

Motivation is the most important part of understanding people.

I asked a question about this part, but unfortunately the answer that came back was really ambiguous.

[That, that’s…! Because it’s what I have to do…!]

“what…?”

[Sorting out books… that’s what I have to do. It has been like that since I was born here!]

“So… you say organizing books is the reason you exist?”

[That, it’s not such a grandiose reason… but it’s true that it’s something I have to do first.]

It didn’t look like he was trying to hide something.

So I inquired more persistently several times, but in the end, the answer that came back did not change.

[…profit! stupid! I don’t think there has to be a reason! It’s just like that! It’s just like that! I have to organize my books!]

So why do you need to organize it?

When I asked again, the hamster spoke in a confused tone, as if it was a topic he had thought about for the first time, and eventually exploded in anger.

‘Just looking at the cancer, it seems that he himself can’t understand his actions.’

I don’t think you’ll get anything more out of a guy in this state if you ask him further.

So, the next step at this point.

“So, is there anything else here?”

[…?]

“Isn’t that there? Or an unusual book. or treasure. A mysterious monster or something. A hidden space or something else you want to hide from outsiders.”

[…]

“Isn’t there?”

The hamster hated my subtle question and shouted loudly.

[…uh, uh, uh, no!!!]

A strong negative can sometimes become a strong positive.

“also….”

[…!!!]

“Is there?”

My mouth started watering involuntarily.

***

A similar type of conversation is repeated.

[Oh, what are you talking about because there is none!]

Like a parrot, a hamster that only repeats the word no.

and….

“Ah, so don’t you just say you see it?”

Like a barbarian, I don’t listen with the back of my ear.

[Like, how many times do I have to say it for you to understand! There is no such thing here!]

“Hey, who took it? Because I really only want to see it. It keeps annoying me.”

[…]

Oh, why can’t you believe what real people say?

To put it mildly, I decided that he wasn’t the type to listen.

thus….

“hey.”

When I lowered my voice and started talking, the hamster flinched and looked up at me as if on alert.

[…?]

“Am I your friend? Can’t you understand the situation?”

[…No, it’s not like that.

“Oh, then tell me something else.”

[Something else…?]

“Uh, like how to get out of here, do you know?”

[……I don’t know.]

“What about the village chief’s weaknesses or secrets?”

[…]

“Then what do you want me to do? Shouldn’t I also have a justification first?”

[Reasons…?]

“Yeah, I have to get something to release you or whatever. Or what, do you want me to check whether an integer comes out or not?”

[…]

Huh, watch him keep his mouth shut because he has nothing to say.

Is it that precious?

After confirming that bullying didn’t work, I changed my strategy.

“Hey, then tell me about yourself.”

[…?]

“What are you? Why are you here, and where did you learn human language?”

[Ah, that…]

Would you rather have a topic like this? He answered my questions very kindly.

Well, yeah, I didn’t have any idea.

“Summarizing, you’ve been here since you were born and knew how to speak human language, right?”

[That, yes… That village chief! It was the first strange creature that the village chief saw.]

“Does the village chief know about you?”

[You probably don’t know. I tried talking to him when he saw that we were talking, but… that stupid guy didn’t understand what I was saying.]

“You mean other kids besides me?”

[By the way, what the hell are you! How can you talk to me and not be scared!]

What, why did he suddenly become cocky again?

“You have to explain, why are you arguing with me?”

[…]

“Okay, tell me about that. Are you afraid of people? Do you have that ability?”

[…I don’t know. everyone just did it As soon as the village chief saw me, he took out his weapon and brandished it. You guys weren’t all that different either… so I tried to scare them away…]

“I was caught like this.”

[…]

“But why am I fine? To me, he just looks like an ordinary rat.”

[A rat, a rat! I’m not like that!!]

“Or what? Do you have a different ethnic name?”

[That, that’s… but…]

“Then what is your name? Do you have a name?”

[…I don’t need a name or something.]

“That’s why these guys who haven’t been out in society… Names exist for everyone’s convenience. So, let’s make one right now.”

[…make it?]

“okay.”

Having lived alone in the library for thousands of years, I felt sorry for the guy who didn’t even have a name, so I thought hard and gave it a name.

“Ham food.”

[…?]

“Hamshik, that’s your name from now on.”

[…]

“why? Is there a problem with the name?”

[Ah, no… I don’t have it…]

“I am Bjorn, the son of Yandel. Yandel is my last name, and Bjorn is my first name. Just feel free to call me Bjorn.”

[B, yo, rn… got it.]

Okay, then the whole statement is over.

The car was about to continue the conversation that had been cut off.

[Then… are we friends now…?]

Hamshik suddenly asked such a question.

A voice that seemed cautious yet somewhat uneasy.

As I tilted my head at this, Hamsik avoided my eyes and murmured.

[But… I know that a relationship where we call each other by name is called a friend…]

“Where did you get your knowledge from?”

[I don’t know. I’ve known it since I was just born. Just like my language system did.]

“okay?”

I think he’s a guy with a lot of questions in many ways, but apart from that evaluation, I also thought that way.

‘I know how to deal with it.’

After I freed him, I personally raised him up.

Then, facing him, he stretched out his arms in front of him.

“Hamshik, please take good care of me in the future.”

[…?]

“Why, if you say your full name, you say you’re a friend? Originally, when we become friends, we shake hands. Oh, don’t you know how to shake hands?”

[Oh no! No way!]

Soon, Hamshik said shyly, extending his fluffy hand forward.

[Me, me too… Now, please take care of me…?]

How many friends did you want to have?

I don’t know, but for now, the friendship contract has been established.

yeah, so…

“Well then, tell me. Where are you? What treasure have you been hiding?”

[…!]

It was time to get the friend money.

***

Hamshik looks up at me with betrayal eyes and backs away.

It’s sad between friends.

“Hamsik, I’m telling you in advance, there are no secrets between friends.”

[Ha, but…]

“Don’t you consider me a friend?”

[Beep…]

Hamsik beeped as if he was troubled by my question.

I didn’t bother here anymore and waited quietly.

and how long has it been

[Ah, okay… I’ll show you… instead, go inside and don’t touch anything! Got it?]

“Ah, of course.”

Did you feel comfortable when you made the decision?

Soon, Hamshik raised his index finger high like a dance singer, as if to show off his ability to his new friend.

and that moment.

Swoop.

The books in the bookshelf come out one by one and hang halfway over the bookshelf.

‘Is it a type of secret space that comes out when you select only certain books and take them out?’

As I thought about it and watched it blankly, the movement of the books stopped before I knew it.

and.

Deed deed deed deed-!

The closed stone gate opened, revealing a hidden space.