Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

A holder of a class essence with a unique ability called [Unspoken Spirit].

He has very deceptive performance in PVP, so even I consider it a huge burden to face him.

Of course, I’m much stronger now than I was then…

‘The trick worked back then.’

This is a difficult opponent that makes you think that if you meet them again, you will have to fight with all your might.

‘however….’

He’s with Amelia now…?

No, not even…

[Brett Chi LDS Detran]

“What did you say just now?”

“Points 4-7… El… Battle begins….”

The battle has begun…?

Exciting-!

The muscles around my heart tighten and I feel short of breath for a moment. I feel like I want to get on the military platform and rush to Area 4 right now.

But on the other hand, I was considering realistic aspects in my head.

‘To take the military platform to Area 3 and from there to Area 4…’

It takes about 3 hours.

This is also the minimum value based on the assumption that you just run without fighting.

Of course, if you think about it hopefully, there is a possibility that Amelia will run away and endure until then…

Exciting-!

I already know.

That’s just my wishful thinking.

In reality, it would be nearly impossible to survive for that long while dealing with such a monster in a place in the middle of enemy territory.

So I made a quick decision.

‘I can’t go there in person.’

If we leave now, we’ll be late anyway.

I’m not saying I’m giving up, that’s the fact.

Okay, so…

“Points 4-7… The two intruders begin to run away.”

Let’s think about it.

“Requesting support for pursuit unit 4-7.”

How can I help without being there myself?

“Astarotta.”

“Say it.”

“Can I make a request to the 5th Wall Garrison? “I can’t wait until morning, so please start as soon as possible.”

“…I will deliver it, but it will be difficult to get a good answer.”

“But it’s okay, so just ask us to start as early as possible.”

“Sure.”

With those words, Astarotta left the building for a moment to contact the District 5 garrison.

and….

“What are you going to do…?”

Raven asked carefully, looking at my hardened gaze.

I’m not sure if this will work, but I said what I was thinking briefly and clearly.

“It will attract attention.”

“How?”

“In the Barbarian way.”

“…I need to prepare my mind properly.”

It was a very abstract explanation, but Raven seemed to have a rough idea of ​​what I was going to do.

“Okay, take care of it. “Maybe it will be harder than ever.”

“…ha.”

Raven sighs at my warning, but her eyes are full of determination.

Afterwards, he was anxious and eavesdropped on communications, and after Astarotta returned, he also told him what I was trying to do.

“I’m concerned that it seems far from a plan to kill the Prime Minister… but I guess it’s not something I should worry about. Because the responsibility is yours.”

“Does this mean you will help me?”

“I just follow orders.”

Although we are not friends or colleagues, those few words gave me a great sense of psychological stability.

Still, I wonder if King Gaebyeok gave him a big gift.

“So what are you going to do with this woman?”

“Hmm….”

What should I do with this?

“…Oh my brother! It happens again! Even if you don’t scare me like that, I won’t have any strange thoughts. huh?”

Even during this time, I chuckled as I saw Vivien maintaining that tone of voice.

“…I’m taking you with me. “Because I need to keep hearing about the situation.”

“Then we can put in place the minimum safety measures, right?”

“Huh…? Sister…?”

“You keep saying that because I’m not your sister?”

“iced coffee! Mr. Les Raven! A safety device? Hehehe… I really don’t need to do anything like that!”

“Don’t worry. Because it’s not dangerous. “As long as you don’t have any other thoughts.”

With those words, Raven took out a thumb-sized pill(?) from subspace.

“Now, swallow it with water.”

“I need to know what this is…”

“I’ll let you know once I eat it.

“Oh no, but people eat it… I don’t know what it is.”

“Mr. Yandel, I think this person is thinking about something else?”

When Raven gave him a wink, it was the right time to provide support fire.

“It seems like that to me.”

“iced coffee! I got it! I’ll eat it! “You eat it!”

When Vivian approaches in a threatening manner, she throws a fit and swallows the pill Raven gives her.

Gulp-!

It was a good thing, but something felt uncomfortable.

‘Why is he so scared of me?’

I don’t think he really scared me that much.

“Put down the hammer!” please! “Because I’m scared to death!”

Ah, come to think of it, I broke the earthen pot of a guy who was a ‘lighthouse keeper’ or something in front of him.

Slurp.

Soon after lowering the hammer, Vivien’s voice seemed to have calmed down a bit and regained its original tension.

“…Okay, okay? Now that you’ve eaten, tell me. What is this? “Is it like poison?”

“Oh no way. “Do you think I fed him something as old-fashioned as poison?”

Well, I thought it was definitely poison.

That’s a cliche, right?

An evil group brainwashes and dominates the martial arts experts by feeding them things like loneliness.

“It’s just an ordinary magic device.”

“Magic device…?”

“You know the magic engineer, right? “As he made it and delivered it to the military, you don’t have to worry about its safety.”

“…No, so it’s some kind of magic device….”

As the conversation continued with A and B being clearly identified, I wonder if I was completely overwhelmed by Raven’s energy.

The voice was clearly more withdrawn than before.

However, Raven didn’t change her expression at all and took out something that looked like a remote control and spoke.

“See? This button.”

“yes….”

“If you press this button, what you swallowed earlier will explode. “In the stomach.”

Vivian was speechless at the kind and simple explanation, while I nodded my head in understanding.

It makes sense to say that poison is old-fashioned.

That’s because putting bomb vests on hostages is a strategy only used in modern times.

It would be much more sophisticated.

“Um… don’t you understand? That’s strange. So just press this button here—.”

“I understood! So, let’s quickly put it in sub-space!”

I quietly watched Vivien’s reaction.

I don’t think that facial expression is an act, so I think I 100% believed what Raven said…

‘I guess I don’t have to worry about betrayal a little bit…’

Having completely resolved my worries, I shared detailed plans for the future with Raven and Astarotta.

Fortunately, Astarotta’s response was acceptable.

“You talk at length about making a mess.”

“Then is this permission from the royal family?”

“Because there was an order from His Majesty. “It’s not permission, but I have no intention of stopping it.”

“Then that’s a good thing.”

An OK sign that I gladly received from Astarotta just in case.

Soon I left the building with a much lighter heart.

and….

plod trudge.

I thought as I crossed the gate leading to District 8.

‘I’m a little nervous about this one too.’

If I had been given more time, I might have come up with a better plan, but this was all I could think of right now.

“Raven, get ready.”

“yes? Ah yes…!”

The first preparation ended with Raven launching a huge fireball into the air at my command.

Okay, so…

Grumble-!

Let’s make a proper mess.

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

So much so that I can’t get through it without them all popping out here.

***

I’ve seen medieval cities on fire twice in my life.

Once in the terror of Orculis in the ecliptic Karnon a few years ago.

and….

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Now once again.

Ta-da-da-da-!

Burning city.

To be precise, it is running through the burning streets of District 8.

To say that the speed at which the fire spread was fast would be an understatement.

Wow!

It’s not a metaphor, it’s really because they were pouring oil on a burning house.

“Arua Raven casted the level 4 attack magic [Water Cannon].”

A thick stream of water like a fire truck spraying.

“Arua Raven casted a level 6 auxiliary magic [Property Transformation].”

The stream of water is converted into oil through linked magic.

There.

“Arua Raven casted the level 4 auxiliary magic [Wind Direction Control].”

Since it creates a moderate wind, the entire street is covered in fire in an instant.

Well, because of that, my skin got so hot that it felt like it was going to cook, but…

“The fire orb has been activated.”

「All fire-type continuous damage derived within a 15m radius is reduced by 50%.」

If you look closely, this one has been put to good use since ancient times.

“Run!!”

Now that the fire has become large enough to spread naturally to the surrounding area even without oiling, the movement speed has been increased rather than carefully spraying oil.

‘I think it was a good… choice.’

A plan to attract attention by setting fire to District 8, which is occupied by Noark. It’s unclear whether this operation is working well, but it still has one advantage.

[Grurrrrrrrrrrrrl also….]

[Okay….]

That’s because the corpse counter is on fire.

The Corpse Collector, who had received intensive investment from Noark for this war, had legions of corpses scattered throughout District 8, and just by setting a fire, the corpses that had been prepared over a long period of time melted in an instant.

Well, the higher-ranking entities are resistant to fire, and the Noarkans residing in Area 8 came forward to extinguish the fire…

Kwasik-! Kwasik-!

Just use physical force to get rid of something like that.

As things progressed like this, I started to have doubts.

“…Why didn’t the royal family start a fire earlier?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know that?”

“Then if you knew, would you have asked?”

“…Any normal person knows that even if you set fire to recapture it, there will be nothing left.”

“ah….”

Well, if you say it that way, it makes sense.

District 8 was not a strategic location, and the royal family would not have wanted to recapture it by burning down a single section of the city.

‘Well… if it weren’t for this situation, I wouldn’t have thought about blowing it.’

Even if permission was obtained from Astarotta, there is a possibility that he may be held responsible for setting the city on fire in the future.

Whatever it was, it was best to use Vivien to quietly pass through the enemy lines and join his colleagues.

but….

‘What are you doing because you’re sad?’

When did things in the world go the way you wanted them to?

Kwasik-!

As we were advancing, destroying the burned corpses and the corpse-wannabe Noark troops, Vivien heard the radio from behind and shouted.

“The troops located in Area 5 heard the news and are sending support here! “Ah, I don’t think Vice Captain oppa is coming because he has to protect the front line!”

Well… I was attracted to a certain amount of aggro, but not to the point where I would put it all aside, right?

“Okay, what’s the news from District 4?”

While keeping track of the situation, I also checked the latest news about Amelia from time to time.

“There’s no saying the battle is over, it looks like we’re still in pursuit!”

Huh… I see.

But if you look at the fact that they’re still chasing…

‘Are you saying this isn’t enough aggro yet?’

Of course, I’m not too worried though.

Turn off aggro.

Fortunately, this was the field I was best at and did the most as a barbarian warrior.

“Um… Mr. Yandel? “Why are you smiling like that?”

I grinned and answered Raven’s question that sounded somewhat uneasy.

“A good idea suddenly occurred to me.”

Let’s think about the rest later.