Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Chapter 627

Episode 627 District 7 (5)

Abed Necrapetto, the corpse collector.

A member of Orculis, a criminal group that pursues a small elite, and one of the members of the now-defunct Round Table.

The familiar figure didn’t end with just one guy.

“It’s the Screaming Witch…!”

Warlock Lyrane Vivian.

“If it’s an old knight wearing dark red armor… then the author is him…!”

A blood knight who gained notoriety long ago by killing the leader of the royal knights and running away.

Not only those who had fought fierce battles on the Dark Continent before, but also executive-level criminals whom I only knew about through information can be seen everywhere.

Oh, of course, there were some completely strangers.

Although I did some re

“It’s true. “It was revealed that the vice-captain of the squadron was in cahoots with the royal family, and it was the author who punished him.”

“Hmm, that’s right…”

Anyway, thanks to you, I’m less worried.

Considering that the vice-captain is in District 7, the leader must be in charge of District 13.

There will be no meeting with the leader today.

Of course, that’s not to say that the vice-captain is easy.

“Yandel, if possible, it would be better not to talk to the author—.”

At that time, I felt a magic wave standing between me and him.

“———!”

Amelia next to me is saying something, but I can’t hear it.

‘It’s not a noise control magic…’

It’s probably a skill.

I gestured to the worried Amelia that it was okay and then looked at the vice-captain again.

“It seems like she introduced me for me, so I won’t say anything. Bjorn, son of Yandel. “I have a suggestion for you.”

“It’s a proposal…”

He said as if he would listen for now, and the vice-captain also got straight to the point.

“Soon, a storm will blow that will engulf everything. And a ship with holes in it can never survive that storm.”

“Are you talking about the royal family?”

“Of course. Otherwise, how could we be doing this? “Abandon the holey ship and come to us.”

The vice-captain’s suggestion was a little disappointing.

Should I say it’s too obvious?

I was curious as to why they even blocked the sound because they were trying to suggest something.

“…Is it okay if I take some time to think about it?”

The vice-captain chuckled at my request.

“It means rejection.”

“Why is it like that? “I just said I was thinking about it.”

“You are a person of interest to us. I did a lot of research on you. “For you, saying you’re going to think about it doesn’t mean you’re going to take your time.”

“Uh…”

What is this guy?

I was so embarrassed for a moment that I was speechless, but when I thought about it, it wasn’t a situation that made sense.

Just as baseball players analyze the habits of pitchers.

These guys also analyzed my daily habits.

But rather, that’s why.

“It’s a mess to investigate properly.”

“…?”

“Isn’t that something you should already know if you’ve investigated it properly?”

“….”

“What answer will I give?”

The vice-captain didn’t react much to my sarcastic remarks.

I just ask back briefly like this in the same tone.

“So what is the answer?”

“It’s a refusal.”

“The reason is?”

“well? “Is it because you just feel like it?”

I didn’t want to talk about myself, so I gave a cursory answer like that.

But did he also have something to point out?

“I guess it’s true that you care for your colleagues like your own life.”

The guy talks indifferently.

“Riol wove dwalki. “I heard that his death had a great impact on you.”

What is this crazy guy trying to say now?

“But it was the dragon slayer who killed him, and it was an arbitrary act. And it is said that while he was chasing you, he collided with the Rose Knights and died.”

It even sounded like ridicule.

“Oh, maybe you don’t know about this? “This is information that is treated as a top secret even within the royal family…”

In some ways, it seemed like he was persuading.

“From what I heard, it seems like you were busy running away at the time.”

It even sounded like a threat.

“But… aren’t you curious? “Why were the Rose Knights there?”

How much does this guy know before he says something like this?

Because the true meaning of the words was unknown, it was difficult to tell whether the purpose was to persuade or intimidate.

No, maybe….

‘This guy may be just wondering how much I know.’

With that in mind, the car kept its poker face as much as possible.

The skill is lifted, and everyday noise around me catches my ears again.

Also at the same time.

“Aren’t you smart, unlike other barbarians? “I’m sure we will find out the answer someday.”

The vice-captain speaks to me so that everyone can hear.

“So I’ll send it to you today.”

Only then did I realize why this guy had asked to talk to me.

He tried to persuade me.

And that too in a very coercive way.

“Let it pass like this. “We have no intention of stopping you.”

This guy was a completely different type of person than any enemy I had ever met.

‘Ha, I probably just jumped at you as soon as I saw you.’

The well was poisoned.

***

Afterwards, the vice-captain gave instructions, and like the miracle of Moses, a road leading up to the castle wall was created.

And as if that wasn’t enough.

“Oh, if you still feel anxious, I’ll just stay far away and go somewhere else.”

They even offer to disappear altogether.

At first, I couldn’t understand what the situation was, but when I calmly tried to organize it, I figured it out.

“What did you talk about with the Baron…?”

“You suddenly exchanged a few words and opened the way.”

“…You’re not trying to trick me and surprise me from behind, are you?”

“But you don’t even say you’ll just disappear?”

It was completely ruined.

Just as a Goryeo diplomat stopped an army with a few words.

This guy also pushed me into a corner with just a few words.

[Aren’t you smart, unlike other barbarians? I’m sure I’ll find out the answer someday.]

This is evident from the fact that he said such a meaningful line at the end for everyone to hear.

If I go over the castle wall in this condition without anyone seeing blood, I will be the one who suffers the most.

The royal family will be suspicious of me.

People will doubt me too.

There must have been some kind of deal made by the Noark faction for letting us go.

Until now, as I am a noble, I could not conduct an investigation without justification, but this time, a high-level investigation will definitely be conducted.

Even to my colleagues, including myself.

And what if that happens?

‘That’s the end.’

My heart tightens as I see a good ending.

Exciting-!

The vice-captain probably didn’t know whether I knew of the existence of the Rose Knights or not.

So, I guess that’s why I tried to check it like this.

If what I knew is revealed during the investigation, the royal family will take care of it for me.

If I said I didn’t know, I would become hostile towards the royal family.

There would be no harm either way.

‘What should I do?’

Should I give an unknowing rush order right now?

When I was thinking about that, he smiled and said to me.

“I guess it’s difficult to make a decision because there are so many people’s eyes. “Then we’ll just go.”

It’s like that until the end.

“for a moment.”

I called him over and quickly gathered my thoughts.

There was one contradiction in this guy’s plan.

They fully understand that they can benefit just by opening up the castle wall…

but they are going to this length just for that…?’

Honestly, I still don’t understand.

Why do they give up on District 7 so easily?

Am I really worth that much to them?

What on earth did you expect from me?

There was a moment when I was thinking about that.

“ah.”

One possibility flashes through my head like lightning.

If the.

It’s not that it’s of tremendous value to me, but what if it’s the other way around?

For example, if it’s not that my value is high, but that the value of District 7 here is low…

then… that’s right…

‘These bastards weren’t interested in District 7 from the beginning.’

Once you establish that premise, it makes some sense.

So, was these guys’ real goal was District 13?

I’m not sure, but my intuition tells me that the situation there won’t be any different from District 7.

Therefore, there is only one candidate left.

“How long do you plan on worrying about—”

“Biffron.”

“…!”

Yes, that is the correct answer.

Sigh.

Now I know what to do next.