Barbarian Queen Conquest: Reborn as a Female Barbarian [OP MC LitRPG Isekai]

”Uwaaack!” She wrapped her enormous arms around my neck. I was helpless as she dragged me back to the tent with my sister, both constantly scolding me.

”Why weren’t you in the tent?!”

”You passed out yesterday and now you ran off to the forest again?!”

”Just what are you thinking?! Do you think you’re invincible now that you got a little stronger?!”

”Look at the wound on your arm. What the hell were you fighting?! Fenrir! Why did you let her run off?!”

”Awwr…?” Fenrir tilted his head, feigning innocence.

Well, I had bribed him with plenty of meat and the promise of more, so he had come along anyway.

”I’m sorry…” I said. ”I promise I won’t do it again…”

I’ll definitely do it again.

”I don’t believe you!” my mother said.

”We’ll chain you to the tent now, so you can’t escape,” my sister added.

”A-Are you kidding me?!” I cried.

And they actually did chain me to the tent. While I ate breakfast with everyone, I remained chained to a wooden pillar.

”I am not a dog, what the hell is this!” I complained.

”This is what happens to barbarian children who think they’re smarter than their parents,” my mother said. ”A fine punishment for you, girl! Next time you try anything funny, I am chaining you even more.”

”This is inhuman!” I protested.

”No it’s not. Stop complaining and eat your vegetables!” my mother nagged.

”We’re barbarians—why do we have to eat veggies?” I sighed.

Even in my previous life as an adult, I had hated vegetables. My diet had been terribly unbalanced; I guess that’s why that damn reincarnation god called me ”bloated.” Thankfully, barbarian physiology was incredible—they rarely got fat. They simply grew bigger and stronger the more they ate.

From what I had learned, eating nutritiously was crucial for growing stronger in this world. It wasn’t just calories—magic beast meat, magic plants, and spirit vegetables all fueled the body’s magical growth.

The Elemental Spiritual Roots, Beast Spirit Tattoos, and Physique expanded exponentially the more one consumed such food and trained or battled using these abilities. Or so I had heard.

Of course, with my system I could keep leveling endlessly, so I didn’t need to work hard in that regard… but why not? I would take both routes—my system’s cheats and the world’s natural ”cultivation” path.

Given how vast the Genesis Chronicles Multiverse was, I couldn’t afford to slack off. The barbarians of the Green Plains were only the beginning.

”Well, hahaha, do you have to be so angry with her? Our girl came back with lots of game!” my father laughed, patting my back and snapping the chains with his bare hands. ”Don’t worry, dear. Daddy’s here to protect you.”

”Hey Ragnar! I told you to stop spoiling our daughter! She’s going to grow up all wrong because of you!” my mother complained.

”Tsk, what’s wrong with praising my little baby girl? She did her best, right?” he asked, patting my head. ”Look how many things she hunted! She even brought down a whole Demon Wolf! Those things are not just rare—they’re hard to kill for most! I was only able to kill one when I was seventeen. She’s not even eleven yet and already took one down! That’s my daughter!”

”Uh, couldn’t you bring him alive?” my brother sighed. ”Demon Wolves are such rare specimens and such majestic creatures! Please don’t hunt too much if it’s not necessary, okay sister?”

”Eeeh, I’m going to hunt them if I see them, bro,” I shrugged. ”I know your powers let you befriend beasts, but come on—that thing was looking at me like it wanted to tear me to shreds. I can’t just talk to it and make it my friend like you can!”

”Ugh, so mean! You’re already sounding like dad!” my brother complained. ”Father, you’re a terrible influence on her!”

”What?!” My father looked shocked. ”You damn brat, remember who raised you before you speak like that! I’m the best dad, right Brun?”

”Yes daddy!” I nodded, hugging him.

”Hahahaha! Yeah, that’s my little champion!” he laughed, hugging me back, patting my head, and kissing my forehead. ”See?! See?! She’s the one!”

Heh. My father was too easy. As long as I had him on my side, I could probably sneak out safely. He would protect me from Mom and my big sister’s rage.