Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

A blue-skinned, big-eyed monster averaging three meters in height.

An unidentified species that calls itself "human."

They and the true humans were facing each other, separated by a thicket.

“So those are the ones the baron mentioned...”

“But why aren’t they coming closer? Why just stand there like that?”

Because their numbers were no less than ours in the expedition team, the expressions of those clutching weapons tightly brimmed with tension.

And amidst this standoff—

“Long time no see. Bjorn, son of Yandel.”

The chief appeared among the monsters.

Those who saw the chief for the first time showed genuine surprise that he could speak human language, and I walked past them and stepped forward.

“Yes, it has been a while.”

“You've increased your companions since then?”