[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian":3,"chapter-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-580":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Surviving the Game as a Barbarian",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1328114,1764,"Chapter 580: Opening (1)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-580",580,"\u003Cp>Not even once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is there really such a flawless person who has never made a single mistake in their entire life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha Kalstein thought there wasn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the greatest saints must have made mistakes at least once while living. Even with good intentions, things could have gone wrong and produced bad outcomes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely... they must have hurt someone too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that’s why it can’t be helped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even such great people must have made mistakes once in a while, so it’s obvious that someone like me, a half-breed, would too—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha Kalstein quietly murmured to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What on earth am I doing...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a routine repeated for days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only she had been fighting monsters and exchanging blows, it would have been different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But locked alone in her room, there was not much she could do in a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just wanted to live without thinking about anything, like a dead person, but that wasn’t something she could do just because she wanted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, throughout the long day, she thought and thought again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thoughts varied, but they were always similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would resent someone, then hate herself, and sometimes, like today, she would try to rationalize herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, of course, the end of those thoughts was always the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leave Clan Anabada.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, she was never officially a member of the clan. That made leaving even easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, after this expedition ended and she returned to the city, she would leave. Disappear from Bjorn Yandel’s side and never appear before him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would... want that too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hundreds of worries, hundreds of times arriving at this conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she reached that conclusion once more, Misha curled her body and grabbed her chest with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest was tight and it was hard to breathe, but more than that, it really hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she closed her eyes tightly and stabbed something sharp inside, maybe the pain would lessen — that much pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Misha Kalstein couldn’t bring that imagination into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she lacked courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That’s not allowed....’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of ending was not what he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the memories they shared would darken and fade into terrible recollections that would torment him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Dwalke....’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he came to mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble mage who saved everyone’s lives in the labyrinth but gave his own last breath. Misha knew the feelings that mage held toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not from the start, but after Dwalke left her side and a long time passed, she heard it from the dwarf warrior Hikurod Murad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always adored me...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, she couldn’t believe it. If he really felt that way, why had he hidden it from her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even until the last candle went out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was incomprehensible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were her, she would never miss the last chance and would have confessed those hidden feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hikurod, when hearing her doubts, answered like it was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Isn’t it obvious what he was thinking? He didn’t want to remain a dark shadow.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guess, uncertain but plausible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She accepted that explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she truly empathized, but because she thought that might be how it was if it were him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least until today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So... that’s how he must have felt...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strictly speaking, she and Dwalke were different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sacrificed his life to save everyone, and she was just struggling under the weight of her mistakes, trying to find a way to run away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only this place weren’t inside the labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only she had no hope that he might forgive her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would have run away long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock knock knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice came from beyond the firmly closed door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s me, Misha. Can we talk for a moment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Bjorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joy and fear surged together at his visit. But she forced herself to calm down and do what needed to be done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t show him this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She washed her hair and quickly cleaned her face. Then swiftly tidied the messy room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, since she hadn’t done anything inside the room, there wasn’t much to clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I come in for a moment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she opened the door, he stepped briskly inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart somehow started pounding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did Bjorn come?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it just because he worried about her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would the room smell weird?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she had been withered like a wilted flower in this dark room until just moments ago, somehow, from the moment he came, vitality returned to her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before we start talking, I want to turn this on first. May I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wished he had come just to see her face and said something trivial like that, but Bjorn got straight to the point as soon as he entered the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his thick hands was an object she knew well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broken Trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name on that object made her uncomfortable as if it was proving what was currently between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But also, it made her happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day when he turned away coldly, he gave her a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A precious chance to undo all mistakes and return to how things were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...And maybe Bjorn secretly also wanted to go back to how things were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then... alright. Let’s start.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of that, Misha was determined not to miss the opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, how had things come to this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She decided to honestly answer whatever Bjorn asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clenching both fists tightly, Bjorn’s questions began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After I disappeared from Parune Island, how did you end up following Ibaekho?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started with a question she had already answered before, then fired off questions that could be answered only yes or no, and Misha answered all truthfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bjorn now was like the watchmaker she saw before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a watchmaker who took all the parts out to find the cause of a broken watch, Bjorn wanted to check everything, even trivial details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did Ibaekho... do anything bad to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad things...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like, for example, touching your body without permission...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...No, never! I swear that’s not true!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some questions made her feel unfair but also glad, but it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you really not know that using the Resurrection Stone causes memory loss?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t know...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why did you hide it from me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As I said back then... I thought bad things would happen if you found out...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the part when Bjorn’s emotions flared up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had gotten angry like a storm, asking if she had trusted only Ibaekho and hidden it from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remembering that suddenly, Misha quickly interrupted before he could say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought it was worth a try!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Worth a try?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t know it caused memory loss back then... No, even if I had known, it would have been the same...! It’s better than you dying...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s why you believed him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Ibaekho, he’s strong. And somewhere deeply broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the real reason she accepted Ibaekho’s proposal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know what he might do if she rejected it. Maybe that’s what he meant by “bad things” happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she took the Resurrection Stone and came back to Bjorn. She thought having an item that could save her loved one wouldn’t be a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew... so that’s all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one thing left unsaid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she say it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she spoke it, would everything really end?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unsure, she closed her eyes tightly and opened her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I... agreed to give information in exchange for the Resurrection Stone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Information?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To watch over you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha opened one eye slightly and looked at Bjorn’s expression. So far, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) his face showed more confusion than anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, don’t misunderstand! I haven’t given any information yet. We haven’t met even once since we parted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if he had come looking for you? What would you have done then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I don’t know. I thought I’d just get through the situation first and think about it later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After answering, Misha felt her excuse sounded weak and hurriedly added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But... I probably would have given something. Of course, just trivial things everyone knows...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bjorn listened to her weak excuse and exhaled deeply, stroking his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, he didn’t seem very angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just nodded a few times as if he understood and moved on to the next question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some time passed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the last question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bjorn looked into Misha’s eyes and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there anything else you’re hiding from me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A comprehensive question covering everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She told the truth about everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s how she should have answered, but somehow her lips twitched without making a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere that seemed to slowly heal the broken relationship was soon replaced by a silence too uncomfortable for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bjorn muttered just two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you have something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like a resigned murmur, as if he was mentally prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha, choking on her breath, hurried to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s all I have told you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s nothing else I’m hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to say that, but her mouth wouldn’t open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had that device broken?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly having nothing to hide, Misha was genuinely baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Ah...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broken Trust was normal. Not broken and still working properly right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason she couldn’t speak was one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still had something she wanted to hide from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Words...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the suffocating silence, Bjorn spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it something you can’t say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instinctively felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she stayed silent at this question, everything would end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I... don’t have anything to hide related to Ibaekho.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Bjorn’s gaze, still not giving up hope on her, Misha took a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’re hiding something else, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nodding like a trance but full of hesitation in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could she really say this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she was gone, his side had become filled with much better people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there was also a promise with them...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it would be better for Bjorn if she just disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, her mouth moved on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips that had been frozen moments ago now opened, and she spilled her heart stained with long regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I lied to you before, Bjorn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bjorn’s eyebrows furrowed at the word ‘lied.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, Bjorn always hated being deceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, wasn’t this a situation where hiding something meant you had to speak?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, so...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This isn’t cowardice.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wiped away the last lingering regrets and continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, she had planned to say this on Parune Island.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had tried to kill her feelings for him but thought she might confess in case he died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I said it would be better if we just stayed as comrades.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it took such a long time to say it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That was a lie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say the best time is when you think it’s too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t she said something like that before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come to think of it... I never gave you any answer back then, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha lifted her head, met his eyes, and carefully pronounced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bjorn Yandel. I... like you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, when she first confirmed his feelings, she was too flustered to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she kept going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That day you said it to me, it was like that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even before you said it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a barely audible voice like an ant crawling, she clearly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the only thing she had hidden from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes there are days when feelings are strangely peculiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The day is bright and sunny, but somehow dark clouds gather and threaten a sudden downpour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Elwen, today was such a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir! You’re awake... huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Early in the morning, excited, she ran to find him, but the room was empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From then on, Elwen felt an inexplicable foreboding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She searched everywhere in the mansion but Bjorn was nowhere to be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you talking about the chief? Well... he didn’t say anything about going anywhere... He’s probably still inside the mansion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Really? I’ve checked all other rooms but couldn’t find him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, then maybe he just went outside for a while on some errand...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Auyen Rockrove, Anabada’s navigator, tried to reassure her it was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Elwen’s lips kept drying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, there was one room she hadn’t checked yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Misha Kalstein.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason she hadn’t checked that room was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t think Bjorn would be there. Lately, something seemed off between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, Misha had been sulking, locked alone in her room every day, as if protesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was a mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step, step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though thinking Bjorn couldn’t be here, Elwen naturally headed there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though it made more sense, as the navigator said, that he probably just went out for some errand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did a terrible feeling keep rising that he was here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among those unpleasant feelings, Elwen arrived at her destination. A room on the third floor of the large mansion in a corner. The door was firmly shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought about knocking, but stopped, feeling it would be awkward if Bjorn wasn’t inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘There’s no magical power detected.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound-blocking spells or barriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meaning, if she wanted, she could hear every sound inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elwen deliberately opened her hearing wide as she usually kept it closed during daily life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bjorn Yandel. I... like you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar voice came to her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instantly recognized the speaker, but the words were hard to understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What... was she saying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she mistaken? She listened more carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That day you said it to me, it was like that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even before you said it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And... even now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind still couldn’t comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this was a confession of love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One she herself had never made in her life...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Not knowing my place...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was ridiculous. Anger welled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman who vanished without any vengeance as soon as she heard he was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure and kind Bjorn was taking care of her out of old feelings, but she still hadn’t forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bjorn Yandel. I... like you.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one phrase she first heard kept ringing in her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elwen finally noticed something strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘“I... too?”’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The catlike beast of the Akmyo tribe said “I too” liked her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And “I too” is a phrase used to express agreement when the same words are heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meaning that phrase implied—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘...The chief said it first?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was such an unbelievable story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her once heated mind suddenly went cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the heat in her head cooled down, the situation became much clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was all that woman’s delusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was trapped in a fantasy, talking to the chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As proof, after that phrase, no conversation was heard from inside the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Still... it’s a pity.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a strange behavior hard to understand for most, but Elwen herself had done something similar when mentally troubled, so she could understand a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Sigh... then where on earth did the chief go...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elwen turned around as if she regretted having heard something she shouldn’t have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she tried to restore her hearing to normal from the wide-open state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, she tried to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar voice was heard from inside the room.\u003C\u002Fp>",2548,"2026-06-05T19:33:16.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","7e8a09581fe8bb737b29d2469fc49594bb694480d7a9bd35dfc980c1d3887abe","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-758","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-757",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]