[{"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-94":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},1327876,1764,"Chapter 94 Barbarian Trophy (1)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-94",94,"\u003Cp>Barbarian Trophy (1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My vision goes dark, then slowly returns to light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘My room.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not Lee Hansu's, but Bjorn Yandel's inn room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Checking the clock, exactly 12 seconds have passed since I was summoned to that place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘1 hour there is 1 second here, huh.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time discrepancy itself isn't surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The labyrinth was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how many days you spent there, when you returned to the city, it was always noon the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, I think I need to be careful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, it means I'm defenseless for up to 12 seconds. Of course, if there's an emergency, I can just log out and come back, so it's not a problem…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what if it's not an emergency?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If something were to happen during those 12 seconds?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It would be difficult to respond properly.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, even so, I don't intend to stop using the community for this reason. I'm just making my subconscious aware that such a risk exists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, I can make judgments a little faster if something actually happens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whew…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stretch and let out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I feel a slight sense of fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Well, it's like I've been awake for 12 hours.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I close my eyes, thinking that if there's someone who sleeps in especially late on this day, I should suspect them of being a player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm not going to sleep right away, but I need some time to organize my thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It was a good thing I entered earlier than planned.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghostbusters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's a place that's built and operated with more completeness than I expected. It's more than enough to serve as the source of information I was looking for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to them, I was able to obtain information about the dimensional collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A rumor, huh…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's a good thing, that much is certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the same time, an inexplicable sense of emptiness and anxiety grows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I first heard about it, I thought this was it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it's not this, then what the hell is going to happen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…I need to be even more careful.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, I fall asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And time passes, and the next morning arrives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The day to fulfill my promise with Baron Martoan has dawned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have a safe trip! And be sure to tell me everything when you get back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leave the street, seeing Misha off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after several carriage transfers at the platform…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I arrive at the Martoan Baron's residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come this way. We don’t have time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as I enter the vast mansion, I’m dragged to a luxurious room and forced to change clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it because my appearance is too barbaric for attending the Count’s banquet today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this is what I have to go through because I’m a barbarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, they would dress me up nicely for the opposite reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, look at those muscles…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I take off my breastplate and shirt with the help of the maids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I put on shoulder guards on my bare upper body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One shoulder guard has spikes, and the other is designed in the shape of a beast skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with those on…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um, could you please lower your body a little?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maids, standing on a footstool, grunt and groan as they wrap something around my waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a champion belt that’s over a hand span wide according to my standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, why do I have to wear this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One breastplate is enough to protect my entire torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please raise your arms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, various pieces of fashion equipment are added to my body, regardless of my will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’re equipment that focuses more on intimidation than defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight balance is also all over the place, making every movement uncomfortable, and the hair that the maids let down keeps flowing down and obstructing my vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I understand what they want.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I finally look in the mirror…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A barbarian warrior who would drink dragon blood and eat ogre meat as a snack is standing there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I suddenly have a thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if the defense and practicality are lacking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, everyone will be pissing their pants and running away when I approach them in this getup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intimidation factor alone is that great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s called Show Window (True) Barbarian Mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But is this still not enough in that guy’s eyes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A skinny man with a goatee looks at me with a displeased expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this guy’s name is…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I haven’t heard it yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler frowns at my question and answers curtly, as if he doesn’t want to talk to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Call me Assistant Manager—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Butler.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Tsk, as expected of an unrefined barbarian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t like the butler in many ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are those who grew up without much worse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He treats me like I’m beneath him the whole time. The baron himself wasn’t like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does he think he’s something special?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He’s just a commoner too.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grumble inwardly but insert insoles into my boots as instructed by the butler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plate boots weigh a whopping 7 kilograms due to excessive design, and with the insoles added, it’s a living hell, but…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now you’re somewhat bearable. You were too short before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the, you shorty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Phew, let’s just endure for one day.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder they offered me 1 million stones as a daily wage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just talk, it was a real service fee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, I receive instructions from the rude butler on the route, where I should stand when the baron is talking to others, and other details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it’s time to depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time’s up. Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We leave the palace-like room and head towards the main gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A luxurious carriage is already waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I guess the baron, whom I haven’t even seen today, is inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you standing there for? Your place is over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stand at the very front of the procession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I’ll walk in front, and they’ll follow behind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s an important role, so be sure to look straight ahead to maintain the dignity of the barony, and your posture…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler nags at me until we depart, as if he doesn’t trust me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight on horseback right behind me raises a flag and shouts, and I lead the procession at a moderate pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud, thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We exit the main gate, and a wide, paved street comes into view. It’s the street of the 1st district, the Imperial City of Karnon, which I wouldn’t have been able to enter in my original status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the shops are grand, and everyone’s attire is elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the imperial palace, which wasn’t even visible where I live, is showing its presence from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Tsk, I need to clear this place quickly too to use the Celestial Auction House…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler told me to just look ahead, but I take this opportunity to look around as I walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is that why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The procession comes to a halt as I take a wrong turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler runs towards me, his face pale, and shouts something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I just pick my ear nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who told you to entrust this to a barbarian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>_______________________________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance from the baron’s residence to the count’s estate where the banquet is being held today is about 6 kilometers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve even walked more than that distance on three legs before…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…but I underestimated the fact that I’m wearing a full set of equipment that’s the epitome of irrationality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat is pouring down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren’t for the insoles I shoved in at the last minute, it wouldn’t be this hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baron Martoan arrives!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I’m cursing the butler inwardly while walking, we finally reach our destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious gazes are directed at me as soon as the count’s main gate opens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although they wouldn’t even bat an eye at most spectacles…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…it seems like this is their first time seeing a barbarian leading a carriage procession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To have a barbarian lead the way, he must have been inspired by that anecdote!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His presence is overwhelming. It feels like a giant is entering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, Father, can’t we enter like that next time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles gathered in the outdoor banquet hall filled with delicacies make comments and liven up the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was their reaction to his liking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baron, who got off the carriage, can’t stop smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the first time I’ve received so much attention just by entering. I’ll reward you generously when we get back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baron is so pleased that he even promises a bonus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go greet the Count, so you all enjoy the banquet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baron then enters the mansion with a few of his vassals. The knights naturally disperse and mingle with the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then do I realize…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…that I’ve been left alone in this vast banquet hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, look at the horns on his helmet. How scary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They look like they were modeled after the ancient demon Parseira!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suits, tuxedos, low-cut dresses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiny jewelry and the white armor of knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And me, the only one in the attire of a savage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s like I’m a monkey in a zoo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, he’s walking. Where is he going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious whispers erupt from everywhere with every step I take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I feel like my PTSD is about to relapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s when a man approaches me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve worked hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s the knight who was acting as the flag bearer right behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re a monster too. To walk this far without resting in that getup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight, who must have seen my struggles up close, chuckles and pats my shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How about we go over there and rest until the baron returns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this? Is this man an angel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I follow the knight to an empty seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although there are all sorts of delicacies around me, I don’t have an appetite. It seems like the knight feels the same way, as he just sits there and sips his drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly curious, I ask,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it okay for you not to mingle with them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wouldn’t be welcomed even if I did. I’m a former explorer, just like you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he seemed different from the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Bjorn, son of Yandel. What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kals Erimoore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We briefly exchange names and start talking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I felt it from the beginning, but Kals is a pretty decent guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s easy to talk to since he’s a former explorer, and perhaps because of that, he doesn’t have the arrogance typical of knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That butler bastard should learn from him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing? Who told you to sit down?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler, who entered the mansion with the baron, spots me and rushes over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn’t seem to like the fact that I’m resting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Assistant Manager, let it go. I told this friend to rest for a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kals, unable to bear it any longer, mutters, and the butler flinches and lowers his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get up when you’re done resting. What will people think if they see a barbarian sitting and resting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……He’s resting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, people will think you’re weak. So get up. Whether that’s your true nature or not, you’re supposed to be a warrior of iron and blood today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I get up from my seat after not being able to rest for long due to the butler’s nagging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Alright, let’s just endure for one day.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t I promise to act as the Martoan family’s trophy and show off?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s perfectly act out the role he wants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it’s far from resignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warrior of iron and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A barbarian in this world where fists come before law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A barbarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, if that’s who I am…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Behel—laaaaaaaaaa!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as I finish my mental preparation, a battle cry erupts from my throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wh, what are you doing all of a sudden?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler, who had been spouting insults about how much it cost to custom-make the equipment I’m wearing and how pathetic I looked when I got lost earlier, frowns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that, I wonder why I even held back until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Am I not a barbarian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just felt like it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that sense, I grab a piece of meat that was nearby, like a barbarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it like a tomahawk steak?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a bone attached to the meat like a handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, this is what I wanted—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler nods in agreement as I tear into the meat with my bare hands, like a savage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…his expression hardens as he sees me even chewing on the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I speak politely to him, maintaining my dignity as a barbarian warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Butler, I want to smash your head.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s the kind of statement he’s never heard in his life. I kindly add an explanation as I look at the butler, whose ears seem to doubt what he just heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just feel like doing it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch, crunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as I’m speaking, the bones of some unknown beast are being crushed in my mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>______________________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yo, your joke is a bit too much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Joke?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilt my head as if I don’t understand, and the butler’s face turns pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems like he finally realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That I’m a barbarian, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did my words sound like a joke?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbarians are simple-minded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they’re true to their emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the butler might not have any knowledge about the physiology of barbarians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If he investigated me, he would know about the incident at the guild.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there are excuses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had no other choice back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a world where most things can be settled with fines, except for looting, tax evasion, and a few laws related to nobles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought that as long as I could prove that I wasn’t a looter, I could somehow handle the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, that’s something only I know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To others, I must have looked like a crazy bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I, I have some work to do, so I’ll be go, going. You, you just rest here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler, as if he really did investigate me, hurriedly leaves with an awkward expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kals, who was watching the situation, bursts into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha! That’s the first time I’ve seen that guy make such a face!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, my actions seem to have made a good impression on this guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But is this okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine, I’m sturdy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a residual effect of my increased Bone Density stat, rather than an innate ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My appetite seems to have returned, so I start eating the food in earnest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, how barbaric!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble ladies look at me as if I’m some kind of newly discovered creature, but I’m not bothered anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if I look like a barbarian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you can let go of your shame, there’s no more comfortable position than this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Behel—laaaaaaaaaa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you shouting again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s delicious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of hesitation due to the elegant atmosphere of the banquet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I start enjoying the feast in earnest.\u003C\u002Fp>",2529,"2026-06-05T19:32:49.064Z",1,"novelbin.me","7663cf786e148c0bbf216bf3305f5d47c043bcef89fad974fd9a0306761e5307","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-95","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-93",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]