Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Episode 641: Strategy (5)

Albreniv Kalstein, the leader of the Red Cat tribe.

In fact, the situation in which this man says this is also funny.

To begin with, not only did this guy and Misha not have a good father-daughter relationship, but he also hated me a lot from a long time ago.

‘But you’re interfering at this timing…’

What does it mean that it’s now worth using strategically?

I definitely think that’s highly likely, but even so, it wasn’t easy to meet the matriarch’s eyes.

No, this applies not only to the head of the family, but also to the dragon man and the fairy representative.

“Tell me.”

“Is what the matriarch said true?”

“So does that mean I lied?”

It felt like I was surrounded by my three father-in-laws.

Of course, Mr. Yong, who had nothing to do with his daughters, was a little better… but

the head of the family and the representative of the fairies.

Ha, but why are these two so uncomfortable?

I think it would be much better to sit on a thorn cushion.

Both physically and mentally.

‘…Did you come for no reason?’

Just when I was starting to regret participating in the tribal conference, there was a light of salvation from an unexpected place.

“How about everyone show some self-respect?”

A dwarf leader with a voice that seems to be urging but full of dissatisfaction.

“It’s not that I don’t understand how a father who has a daughter feels. “Anyone who sees this will think this is a matchmaking venue.”

“….”

“Besides, don’t you all know that this is politically incorrect? Our five races, limited to humans, have avoided deep interactions and have always achieved balance through this. But if someone starts crossing the line, that line will no longer have any meaning.”

The dwarf leader’s grandfather’s advice was not lacking in logic or justification.

But…

“Hmm, I think the line that Dumoka is talking about lost its meaning a long time ago.”

Uncle Yong didn’t seem to think so, so he immediately started retorting.

“This friend is already a representative of a race and a titled noble belonging to the royal family. “Has there ever been a case like this before?”

“As for that issue… didn’t the royal family clearly organize it so that it wouldn’t become an issue?”

From a quick glance, it seems that the dwarf leader complained to the royal family as soon as I became a titled tribal leader.

‘Well, it’s not that I can’t understand it because I’m from a dwarf, so the speed will be that narrow…’

Still, it’s natural to have a desire to confiscate a chair that seems a little unpleasant and doesn’t seem to be needed—.

“That’s why it’s meaningless to keep the line anymore. “Just because the royal family intervened, the balance was already broken.”

For now, I put my desires aside and focused on the conversation that followed.

Well, it was a story that seemed important at first glance.

“I’ve been thinking a lot these days that the royal family has no intention of allowing our five races to unite. What do you think, Viscount?”

Uncle Yong’s point, which at first glance seemed to be directed at the dwarf leader, was suddenly directed at Viscount Maxiland, the representative of the human race.

It was as if there was a build-up for this question from the beginning.

“Haha, how could I know the royal family’s thoughts…”

However, Viscount Maxiland let out a meaningless laugh and slipped away like a loach.

It was surprising that someone who was in attendance on behalf of the human race could say something like that so shamelessly…

“So does that mean my thoughts were wrong?”

“I think it would be better to treat myself as someone who doesn’t exist at this meeting. “Isn’t it going to be difficult?”

Judging from his strong words in these areas, Viscount Maxiland was not a man to be taken lightly.

‘Well, I guess he was sent to a position like this too.’

Soon, when Uncle Yong didn’t say anything, the Viscount, who had looked blank for a moment, smiled like a mojiri and continued talking.

“Haha, I’m embarrassed. Isn’t this the first seat for me? “I came today as a learner, so excessive interest is too heavy.”

“I’m in the position of learning… that’s enough. “I fully understand how the royal family views us.”

“….”

The Viscount remained silent as if to let himself think about it, and with that, this topic came to an end.

And then back to the original story.

“Hmm. Still, my thoughts haven’t changed. “It is wrong for a tribal leader to marry someone from a different tribe.”

The dwarf leader glanced at the viscount, who was quietly laughing in the corner, and continued speaking.

“Balance must be maintained. “It is the only way for us of this race to show our loyalty to the royal family.”

It seemed that the dwarf leader wanted to appeal to the royal family in this situation.

We dwarves are not a harmful race.

‘Why is this old man so timid? Is it because you are not an explorer?’

The dwarf leader looked very different from the dwarves I knew, but as someone who knew well the pressure of being in charge, it was not an entirely incomprehensible behavior.

Of course, I don’t intend to just laugh it off and move on.

“So you mean that I should marry my own people?”

“That’s the best situation, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it is. “If you’re an ordinary woman, whether you’re a beastman or a fairy, there won’t be any political concerns.”

To put it simply, Erwen and Misha are not allowed.

“It’s a political concern…”

At first, I found it funny, but it became increasingly difficult to remain still.

“Dumoka, something suddenly occurred to me. Are you okay?”

“Try anything.”

I looked at the dwarf leader, who answered like a generous senior, and just asked him bluntly.

“Why do you keep telling me to do this and that?”

“…?”

“Are you even my superior?”

As he said that, he made a gesture of moving his head around to match my eye level.

Naturally, given the angle, the dwarf was far below.

“…I apologize if I was offended. “It was just advice—.”

“Oh well, let me give you some advice too.”

I looked at the dwarf leader, who had a puzzled expression on his face, and told him clearly.

“I am the tribal chief of the Barbarian tribe and the titled Baron of the Kingdom of Lafdonia. He is also the master of our Anavada Clan—.”

Actually, he probably already knows this.

“Above all else, he is a one-man warrior.”

For some reason, I don’t think I truly understood.

He continued speaking while looking down at the dwarf leader, who seemed to have lost some momentum.

“So never again—.”

“….”

“Don’t order me.”

Ah, but if it ends like this, wouldn’t it be a bit much to call it advice?

Suddenly that thought occurred to me, and I ended my advice by adding the last word.

“Unless you want to duel with me.”

Cancer: At this level, the advice is correct.

“….”

Not to mention the dwarf leader who has never been to that labyrinth.

“….”

At that time, it was Kalstein Gajuden who pinned me down with one deadly blow.

Whether it’s Mr. Yong, the leader of the Yongin tribe, said to be the strongest race.

Whether it is that fairy who is said to be loved by all spirits.

Anyone.

“Did everyone understand?”

I don’t think I’ll lose anymore.

***

If you think about it from the beginning.

No, there is no need to just think about it.

I pointed at the dwarf leader, who looked shocked by the strong wording, and said,

“Isn’t it funny that we now say that we need to achieve balance in the first place?”

That’s because the Barbarians were the weakest until now.

Truly hopeless survival rate.

Because of this, there was always a shortage of talented people, and useful funds were always running low.

In addition, the fact that they were born with no talent for political affairs was a major factor that made the Barbarians the weakest.

“In Lafdonia, which has a long history, I was the first barbarian to become a nobleman.”

It’s not like they discriminate against barbarians.

These are words and thoughts that I have always grumbled jokingly, but they were not created from nothing.

A time when there was nothing.

So, it was a time when I, Bjorn, son of Yandel, lived from the position of the weak.

“I personally experienced countless times the contempt, ridicule, and discrimination against the barbarians in this city.”

“Within the city, it was impossible for our warriors to have ordinary jobs, and in the labyrinth they had to fight against marauders who wanted their hearts.”

“At the time, we couldn’t even put proper shoes on for the young warriors. “The only support we could provide was one weapon and seven days’ worth of stone bread.”

And here’s the important thing.

“How were you guys back then? “Did you think there had to be balance back then?”

“that-.”

“Probably not.”

I cut off the dwarf leader who was trying to make an excuse.

Well, there was no need to hear it.

“If that were the case, the former tribal leader would not have treated the request requested at this meeting with such disregard.”

Although there was a misunderstanding at one time, the previous tribal leader did not just sit back and watch the declining Barbarians.

Although he lacked resourcefulness, he also tried his best.

One of them was bringing up at this meeting a request to help ban the heart research of the Tower of Magic for the sake of the warriors.

“…was it really that? “Did what happened that day make you feel bad towards us?”

The dwarf leader looked as if he could finally understand me and continued speaking as if soothing a child.

“But there was nothing I could do that day. Because conflict between the Mage Tower and the Barbarians had to be avoided. Even for the sake of your barbarians—.”

What are you saying?

That’s not what I was trying to say.

“I think there was some misunderstanding.”

He interrupts the dwarf leader and speaks clearly once again.

“Of course I know.”

That’s because I’m not a naive barbarian.

It was not difficult to become a tribal leader, look at records, study history, and find out what was hidden behind the scenes.

“You guys, who were said to be neutral during the Holy War, knowingly or unknowingly supported the fairies behind the scenes.”

“And that you had a secret meeting with the wizards of the Magic Tower right before the tribal meeting.”

“The rumor that prevented barbarians from doing normal jobs in the city a long time ago actually originated from other races.”

I already know everything.

But…

“Nevertheless, I have no regrets.”

I’m not just saying this, I mean it.

We don’t feel hateful or disappointed because they didn’t help us when we were in trouble and instead stabbed us.

“I just don’t like it.”

“….”

“Now, the dual attitude of talking about balance and all that.”

Okay, so…

“I hope you don’t do it in front of me again. “All that nonsense about harmony and balance.”

After speaking as if asking, silence came.

And I wasn’t uncomfortable with the silence at all.

Was it because I was finally able to speak out in front of the representatives of each race the things I had always kept in my mind?

Rather, even this silence felt refreshing.

But…

“Hmm…”

Unfortunately, that time didn’t last long.

“I understand what you mean, Bjorn, son of Yandel.”

The fairy representative nodded.

“I also have no intention of forcing you to marry someone, and I will support you no matter what you choose.”

Mr. Yong also seemed to agree.

“But so…”

Finally, the Karlstein matriarch asked as if she were carrying a gun.

“Who are you going to marry?”

Oh, I think I’m going to pretend, really.

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