Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

Melbeth, the demi-human noble alliance.

I had joined them, securing support for both House Yandel and Clan Anabada.

Well, the clan support had been more like extortion. And it wasn’t much.

A discounted clan house, which we were currently using as our residence, and access to loans from Melbeth’s coffers. That was all.

‘A request…’

That’s why ‘requests’ were so important.

They were more like conditional contracts than favors.

‘My treatment, and my standing within Melbeth, will depend on how well I handle these requests.’

It was like the achievement system in a game.

Complete quests, increase your rank, and unlock new benefits. Of course, I had to be careful not to bite off more than I could chew.

“What’s the request?”

I asked about the details of the request before asking about the reward.