[{"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-97":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},1327880,1764,"Chapter 97 Barbarian Trophy (4)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-97",97,"\u003Cp>Barbarian Trophy (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you use [Wild Release], your threat level increases. However, in this case, the threat level doesn't provoke humans like it does with monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Dwarkey said the other day:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hmm... It was a very strange feeling. My head knew that there was no danger, but my body felt like I had to run away...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cowardly people cower in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Courageous people are provoked into competitiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So which one is this guy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer is the latter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I had a shield in my left hand like usual, I could just deflect it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'But it doesn't make much difference now.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's all the same in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body of a seasoned tank exists solely to block enemy attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I move the hand that was holding the axe towards the trajectory of the swinging sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the same time, a dull sound follows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A look of confusion appears in the guy's eyes, who thought he had gained the upper hand, at the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, he must be curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When would he ever hear a sound like that when a sharp blade clashes with a bare arm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifts, searching for an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes finally reach their destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you understand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy nods blankly at my question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why his sword cut through my skin but couldn't reach the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are many reasons for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bone Density, Physical Resistance, a naturally large and sturdy skeleton, and physical stats increased by [Wild Release].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had cleanly cut off my wrist, that would have been even more absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘There’s no need to explain everything in detail.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m a barbarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One word is enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying it, I realize it's a pretty cringe-worthy line, but the effect is significant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sil-whatever-his-name-is pulls out the sword embedded in his arm as if he's received the greatest insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not a good choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash-!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood splatters as the blade is pulled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizzle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A corrosive sound follows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyaaaaak!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pained groan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You used a dirty trick...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is he talking about? I just stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, there's definitely something wrong with his head, so I reach out and grab his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it would be a pain in the ass if he runs away, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keuheok!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sil-whatever-his-name-is struggles as the blood flow to his brain is cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's like a meal that's already been prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm sure he would die with just a twist of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Unequipped equipment.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Total item level decreased by -495.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...I put down the weapon I was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason is simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The double-edged battle axe that the butler bought at a high price for today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I smash his head with this, I won't even have the excuse of not intending to kill him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘And I made a promise.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I promised the three knight assholes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That I would definitely fix the problems with their heads when we meet again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clench my fist, which is the size of a watermelon…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…and punch him in the temple with all my might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there's a problem with his head…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Behel—laaaaaaaaaa!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…then I just have to get rid of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, that's what a barbarian would think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>_______________________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings are quiet, with only faint sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This state continues for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a very unusual sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a place with so many people gathered…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…and in the midst of a festival…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…hundreds of people fall silent without any unspoken agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wh, where’s the priest!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knight runs out, carrying Sil-whatever-his-name-is, whose head is half-crushed, and the silence ends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, I also approach the referee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do I not need to tell you who the winner is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee looks flustered at my question and then shouts to the crowd,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th, the winner is Bjorn Yandel of the Martoan Barony!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, I thought he was discriminating against me because I’m a barbarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But judging by the crowd’s subsequent reaction, that doesn’t seem to be the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waaaaaaaa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Barbarian! Barbarian is the best!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never seen such a refreshing duel! It’s so satisfying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But, isn’t that knight dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yo, you, touch him here. Can you feel his heart beating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, uh… I, I think so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“People dying during duels isn’t uncommon. And with that level of injury, the priest will surely heal him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reaction is even more enthusiastic than during the first duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Behel—laaaaaaaaaa!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I get off the stage after letting out a shout as a service and head towards the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the tent where the baron is waiting…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…but the tent where Sil-whatever-his-name-is was taken for treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yo, you bastard! How dare you come here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as I enter the tent, I’m met with a thunderous scolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s from the remaining two of the three knight assholes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignore them and approach the priest who is in the middle of treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is he dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…His life is not in danger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest answers while glaring at me with a hostile gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Couldn’t you have shown a bit more mercy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I feel a bit guilty when someone who follows God says that, but I have plenty of excuses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s a knight! I even put down my axe and just punched him! How could I have known he would faint from one hit?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three knights blush with shame at my confident answer, and the priest opens his mouth in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Faint… you say? It was a serious injury where his brain matter was exposed, but you call it fainting—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he’s alive, isn’t it just fainting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a choice of words that even Ainar, who taught me about the barbarian way of life, would back down from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest then shuts his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s judged that it’s pointless to continue the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An awkward silence fills the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m about to leave, but just in time, Sil-whatever-his-name-is regains consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, uh… where am I…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sil-whatever-his-name-is mutters with a dazed look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The divine power emanating from the high-ranking priest has already completely healed his smashed head, but it’s not an all-powerful cheat code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m pretty sure I was on my way to the duel…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest explains the situation at his mumbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That there was a duel, and he suffered a serious head injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was treated quickly, so his memory will return with time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, I see. Thank you for helping—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he’s expressing his gratitude for the priest’s kind briefing, he spots me and freezes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yo, you, why are you here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s closer to fear than surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m a bit confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lost his memory of the duel, but how can he react like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, you really don’t remember anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, I don’t. So please leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, he doesn’t seem to be lying…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I should at least confirm what I need to confirm while I’m here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll leave immediately if you do one thing for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s nothing special, just repeat after me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I recite the words he said to me before and ask him to repeat them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ju, just that, and you’ll leave…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sil-whatever-his-name-is gulps as I nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he repeats the words I recited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In, in the first place, that’s why you got that na, name because it’s sm, small… Uh, ugh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly starts trembling like an aspen leaf and grabs his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaah…! I, I remember…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems like his lost memories have returned as he recalls the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s good. Keep going.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At my urging, Sil-whatever-his-name-is freezes and then starts convulsing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“St, stop… I, I was wrong. So please…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s apologizing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s an attitude that the old him could never have imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I breathe a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems like the problem with your head has disappeared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. So please leave now. The patient needs rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leave the tent without hesitation at the priest’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, I’m going to leave this place. I, I need to run away…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hear a faint commotion from beyond the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to it, I finally realize…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not a doctor or a priest with divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m just a barbarian living in this barbaric world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But so what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘As expected, barbarians are OP.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just today…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I solved a problem that even a priest couldn’t fix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>___________________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve worked hard. I didn’t expect you to finish it that quickly… but where did you go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baron greets me as I return to the waiting tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tell him I went to check on Sil-whatever-his-name-is’s condition out of curiosity, and he chuckles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re really something. To care about that while attacking so ruthlessly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruthlessly? That’s a bit harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it were in the labyrinth, I would have used an axe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, that’s true, but…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly, I didn’t expect him to be that weak. I thought he would at least be sturdy since he’s slow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s an answer I prepared in case things went wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, the baron bursts into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, what fault could you possibly have? It’s their fault for not training properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But even though he’s an apprentice knight, he’s still a noble, isn’t he? Is this really okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh, are you worried about the aftermath? Then don’t worry at all. It happened during a duel, didn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But knights are a family’s asset. What if the titled noble they swore loyalty to harms me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, don’t worry about that. In the first place, why would a formal knight, not an apprentice, participate in such entertainment? It’s because there’s no big problem even if they die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The baron then assures me that no one would dare to make enemies with him over such a trivial matter, and even if that were to happen, he would protect me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s exactly what I wanted to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So just focus on winning. I saw that the crowd’s reaction was good, the more you rampage, the more pleased the Count who hosted the banquet will be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, if that’s the case…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I guess it’s okay to smash all their heads without worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest’s ability looked amazing too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The winner is Sir Tillyan of the Hensleben Viscountcy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, I watch the duels with the baron and wait for my turn. It was quite entertaining at first, but I soon lose interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fighting styles are all too similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now I understand why the crowd went wild during my turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Is it because they’re nobles even though they’re just branch families? They have no showmanship.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m a bit tired, so I ask for the baron’s permission and take a nap in a corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much time has passed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler wakes me up very carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…He, hey, there’s someone lo, looking for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone looking for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it’s a bit sudden, the butler finishes his sentence and disappears before I can ask any further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, I go out to check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what is this again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The three knight assholes?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of the three are standing there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And before I can even ask what they want, one of them reaches out to grab my collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know his name…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…but he’s the one who badmouthed me, calling me Little Clown or whatever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bas—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I step back slightly and dodge his hand, and Little Clown freezes in embarrassment and then continues,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keu, ahem. You bastard! What did you do to Sir Silbenia?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silbenia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that was his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean, his name was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sil… Meria…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Sir Silbenia!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, did something happen to him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them start trembling at my question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t play dumb…! That bastard goes crazy whenever your name comes up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could you be so cruel? Even if you have a grudge, to put someone in that state… do you have no mercy or honor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercy and honor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s not something a guy who said he would behead me within 10 seconds should be saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I make my final diagnosis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I didn’t know his condition was this serious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We need to resolve this quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commotion ends as Baron Martoan peeks his head out from beyond the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them hurriedly leave as soon as they see his face, as if they have something to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Who were those?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyway, come here. I just had a good idea, and I’m curious if it’s actually possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, we return to the tent and kill time with idle chatter with the baron, and soon the first round of the tournament ends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the quarterfinals begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But is this what the shaman meant by the ‘fate of a hero’?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir Quartean of the Serphia Barony and Bjorn Yandel of the Martoan Barony, please take your positions!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, I’m matched against one of the three knight assholes in the second round.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s the one with the braggart attribute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t expect it to be like before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He starts spouting lines even as the duel begins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Although it’s embarrassing to say this myself, Sir Silbenia is the weakest among us—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s actually easier than the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I take advantage of the opening while he’s muttering and dash forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, uh…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether he’s surprised and swings his sword or not…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…I reach out and grab his neck…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…and then deliver a sincere punch to his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy collapses to the ground limply as the flesh and bones of his head are crushed. It all happened within 3 seconds of the duel starting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waaaaaaaa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do that again next time!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knight Crusher! Knight Crusher!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the duel ending so quickly, the crowd erupts in cheers of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s truly ironic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They’re enjoying the sight of a man’s head being smashed.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who’s the barbarian here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>_______________________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Character’s fame has increased by +10.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Character’s fame has increased by +10…….」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「…….」\u003C\u002Fp>",2331,"2026-06-05T19:32:49.064Z",1,"novelbin.me","b59778838420ee6e75e459e8a8acb09d0a1262b095dd939f5b8d77ba59c7e513","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-207","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-96",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]