Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian - Chapter 564

Episode 564: Destination (4)

Ask how you noticed.

The answer to that question is simple.

First of all, the relationship between the two was established very quickly.

[Let’s try it. That it is the execution.]

[Destroy! You can kill everyone except the boss!]

The battle situation unfolded less than 5 minutes before they met, and the village chief escaped with the monsters.

And the chase that happened.

There were also some strange parts.

[He went that way? Change the direction of the entire army!]

As soon as I left, the main force immediately followed.

It was as if he was paying close attention to my movements.

Of course, this is just my feeling. However, even if they happened to see my unexpected behavior, it still doesn’t change that they don’t understand it.

If it’s Jerome, who wants the mission, if it’s the guy who showed hostility toward the village chief, calling him a ‘traitor’…

Even in that situation, I wouldn’t have stopped chasing to finish the mission.

‘…Well, up to this point, it just felt weird.’

It was one of Jerome’s requests that made the climax.

[Could the baron lead the way?]

He asked me to be at the forefront.

The guy who was so obsessed with his ‘mission’ that he was the first to protect Kashan, the wolf of prophecy, when he passed out in battle.

Also, the guy who made fun of his men’s lives for his mission.

He’s trying to put me in a place where I don’t know what might be?

Feeling an extreme sense of incongruity here, I came up with a possibility as a result of diligently rolling my head.

The problem is that the hypothesis is correct.

“It was a story that those who came in contact with the baron did not know. There must have been more rats besides them.”

Soon, Jerome glances around at his men with cold eyes. He seemed to assume that someone else had to help me in noticing this situation.

Well, that’s how I was trying to sneak away during the chase.

‘Anyway, those who come in contact with me are probably Raven or Kaislan…’

My hypothesis has already been proven correct.

Therefore, I thought about what conversations the mayor and Jerome might have had when they met.

The place is this island.

The time was obviously around the time we were sleeping, when only the vigilantes were standing.

If I had to guess, then the two met secretly and had a conversation. And in the process, the village chief suggested it.

Something so important that Jerome St. Red judged it to be more important than the ‘mission’.

“What was it? What did the village chief promise, so it was over overnight?”

Although he asked straight-forward, Jerome seemed unwilling to give an answer.

“The conversation ends here. Baron, you answered as you wished, so go ahead and go downstairs.”

It was not persuasion or exhortation.

“This is an order from the commander.”

A coercive tone, as if there was no reason to hide his true feelings any longer.

“What if I don’t like it?”

“I will judge you to have violated the commandment.”

To be honest, I was a little embarrassed.

It’s like there are almost 200 witnesses in this place alone.

‘Are you sure you have the confidence to keep your mouth shut…’

Well, there will be many means.

Money, fame, fame, power, etc.

The ways of appeasement that can be used in the royal family are close to limitless, and there is no problem even if the appeasement does not work.

Isn’t it possible to shut your mouth only in a moderate way?

“…”

Chewing his lips, he glanced at his teammates for a moment.

But did you feel my gaze?

“Yandel, don’t even think about it. Because we are already ready.”

Amelia snuggled up next to me and spoke her determined words.

“No matter how much you hate fighting, you have to fight when you have to fight. Was it you who said that, Bjorn?”

Einar, who had lost his fighting spirit, also took out his weapon and stood behind me.

“It’s sooner than expected… but it’s something I’ll go through someday.”

Versil also seemed to be determined to fight to the death no matter what happened.

However, what was a little surprising was Mule Armin.

“We will fight together with the baron. It would be a way to repay the favor in some small way.”

A guy who dares to fight against the royal family’s army, perhaps not afraid of treason.

“Uh… Well, we… I don’t know what it is, but, first of all, try to explain it in words…”

On the other hand, Wight Hex did not seem to have any intention of showing that level of loyalty.

Well, actually, that’s a common reaction.

As if the agitation had begun to rise from the other side as well, having taken a position that was hostile to me.

“According to what the baron said… does that mean the count joined hands with that monster…?”

“I’m sure there’s a reason… But anyway, is it okay to send the baron to death?”

“Even our mission wasn’t to rescue the baron and return. There is something wrong with this.”

Achievements I’ve made so far.

The reputation of being a hero and the confidence of being a titled aristocrat.

And even the good works that you have been working hard on.

It’s not yet to the point of disobeying orders, but as these three beats harmonize, divisions are created.

In fact, even if an order was given to kill us right now, everyone would hesitate and would not be able to wield their weapons.

The breakthrough is there.

It’s still a narrow hole like a needle gap.

Whether that will grow or become smaller in the future depends on what I do from now on.

yeah, so…

“I, Baron Bjorn Yandel, speak!”

As if on alert, he lowered the shield covering his entire body and shouted.

“I swear on my honor as a proud nobleman and warrior who supports the royal family of Lapdonia! For the royal cause I fear nothing! Even if it means sacrificing my life!”

In my hand as I shouted, ‘displaced trust’ was squeezed tightly.

Of course, every time I spoke, it stopped working.

If you cover it well, you won’t be able to see it from a distance.

“For the future of the royal family, I am ready to jump out and burn this body at any time!”

It completes the logic by hinting at the sublimity that is thoroughly false.

“but! I’m not sure! Is it really for the royal family! I wonder if you had a different mind and made a wrong judgment!”

It was like some kind of poison.

A poison that slowly permeates inside without knowing it and leads to destruction.

“How dare you… doubt my allegiance to the royal family?”

“You don’t even explain it properly, so it has to be! Please explain in a way that makes sense! Then I, Yandel’s son, Bjorn, will always go down there! Even if that means using me as a throwaway card!”

A strategy that somehow bites and hangs like a water ghost.

“…”

The longer Jerome St. Red spends keeping his mouth shut, the more suspicions within the exploration force grow.

But I wonder if the guy was aware of that as well.

“Tell me, Jerome St. Red! What is down there, and what deal did you make with the village chief?”

The guy finally gave an answer to my question.

“…We cannot disclose military secrets. But one thing I can say for sure. All of this is for the royal family!”

“I can’t believe it!”

“…why don’t you believe me? Isn’t misplaced trust at work? Everything I said now is unmistakably true—.”

“Couldn’t it be that you’re the only one who’s mistaken that you’re for the royal family!”

“…”

Okay, judging by the look on his face, I’m sure he’ll vomit more if he pushes harder here…

It does not seem impossible to completely turn public opinion, if only one more proper refutation can be made there.

“Now tell me! When I go down there, how does it work for the royal family!”

Under such judgment, there was a moment when I possessed a loyalist mode and proudly screamed.

Suddenly, a voice rang in my head.

[…wrong. Antagonizing him here will only lead to worse results.]

A benevolent voice mixed with a sigh for some reason.

[Why did he not run away right away, making things so difficult…]

I was wondering whose voice this was.

Flash-!

A brilliant silver light burst from somewhere, and my mind went far away.

***

“The Seeker of Destiny intervenes.”

「The power of the stars was cast on the character through the medium of Sven Farab’s stigma.」

“The traces of the stars are deeply engraved on the character’s body.”

“The character’s holy resistance value is permanently increased by +100.”

“All healing and beneficial effects of the Church of Leatlas’ power are reduced by half.”

“Be careful. If you receive the power of a god once more, the fragile mortal body will collapse…”

***

When I opened my eyes, I was there.

No, should I say that I was watching the spot from a little further away?

“Now tell me! When I go down there, how does it work for the royal family!”

I shout loudly as if shouting bullshit.

and….

“…”

Jerome’s face was as red as a bubbling kettle.

‘what is this….’

For some reason, I was watching the scene from a distance with a third person’s perspective.

And the moment I questioned the phenomenon.

[Watch. Because there will be an answer at the end.]

The voice I heard a moment ago resonates in my head.

My head was dizzy, as if I was drunk.

Is that why?

The question disappeared before I knew it, and only the thought that I had to follow the instructions filled my head.

“Why can’t you tell me! Are you aware of that too? The truth is, what you’re trying to do isn’t for the royal family at all!”

As I watched, the situation changed even more dramatically.

I kept pushing him with words, and eventually he couldn’t stand it and screamed.

“How far are you going to despise the royal family! You traitor!”

“under! You are a traitor! I’m not violating the king’s orders, I’m just questioning your judgment—”

“under! Did you really think I didn’t know? That you’re a traitor pretending to be Yandel’s son, Bjorn?”

“…what?”

The “me” I could see at that sound was visibly taken aback.

As the target was me, it wasn’t too difficult to figure out what was inside.

They thought I was caught by a demon.

but….

“I thought it was strange from the first time I saw it, but I was able to be sure when I came here. You were the one who worked in Noark decades ago under the name Iron Mask.”

“uh….”

“I’m sure he became Sejak under Noark’s order, pretending to be a barbarian who just became an adult, and continued his activities until now. Even during the 2 years and 6 months that he disappeared while on a special mission, in fact, he must have just returned to his hometown.”

“Uh…”

“But on such a subject, you dare to speak lies for the sake of the royal family? I don’t know how the hell they neutralized the ‘displaced trust’…”

“I was incapacitated, I didn’t—”

“Then will you put your hands away and listen carefully? Come on, look! You don’t stop whenever you speak!”

“…”

It was game over there.

“I will do the same thing a hundred times and a thousand times, if I can hand over a traitor like you and take advantage of the royal family.”

“…”

“What one! Hurry up and capture that outrageous traitor! If there is anyone who tries to help the author, judge them as treasonous and kill them! I, Jerome St. Red, will take all responsibility!”

The fraudulent act using ‘displaced trust’ was exposed, and Jerome, who made up the ‘justice’ that I could not properly refute, launched an all-out attack.

and….

“Hide behind me, everyone!”

The world stopped after the members of Clan Anabada fought desperately against each other in the absence of Clan Hetz and Armin Exploration Team.

“What’s next…?”

Something gave me an answer to the words I muttered involuntarily.

[Three of your dearest colleagues die. And in the end, it connects to the future I showed that child.]

Only then did I realize who the owner of the voice was.

Leatlas, the goddess of the stars who governs fate.

I, an atheist, had a conversation with a real God in a faraway world, but it didn’t inspire me at all.

Only one thing is important.

“Then what should I have done? It’s clear that they’re playing tricks, so should they just go down?”

solution.

Just as a human driven to a dead end always seeks the name of God, I also sought an answer from God.

but….

[I told you. Please watch until the end.]

After those words, the stopped world began to go back as if going backwards in time.