Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

In a way, it was like a cliche from a detective novel.

All circumstantial evidence pointed to the culprit, but the most crucial physical evidence was missing.

That was my situation.

‘What kind of gift is this?!’

It might have worked before the prejudice against evil spirits set in.

But now, I needed solid evidence to prove my innocence.

Otherwise, it would only make me look more suspicious.

Like this.

“Say this: I am a woman.”

Raven’s request after ‘Distorted Trust’ malfunctioned.

Her goal was clear.