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[Goblin] Gi Ga
The goblin in that estranged group that was with the protagonist when he defeated an orc. He is currently a noble class, the highest amongst the protagonistâs subordinates. He prefers to use the spear.
[Goblin] Gi Gu
[Goblin] Gi Gi
Known as a beast warrior, a goblin with the ability to tame beasts.
He evolved while hunting spear deer with the protagonist.
He prefers to use the axe. His goblin class is rare.
[Goblin] Gi Go
A goblin with many wounds on his body. The food of his horde was stolen by the gray wolves, so he made a decision to follow the protagonist. He is the most experienced amongst the goblin rares. His weapon is a curved katana. He acts like a samurai.
Recently became a noble, and received the divine protection of the Sword God, Ra Baruza.
[Goblin] Gi Za
The druid goblin rare that recently joined them.
[Goblin] Gi Ji
[Goblin] Gi Do
Druid. Uses wind magic.
[Goblin] Gi Jii
Goblin Rare. From Gi Guâs Faction. He is known for his <> which allows him to see his opponentâs weakness.
[Goblin] Gi Da
Goblin Rare. From Gi Gaâs faction. Notable skills are <> and <>.
[Goblin] Gi Zu.
Goblin Rare. The goblin favored by the Mad God (Zu Oru). Has the <> skill.
[Divine Protection] Goddess of the Underworld (Altesia)
[Attributes] Darkness; Death
[Subordinate Beasts] High Kobold <> (Lv1) Gastra (Lv1) Cynthia (Lv1) Orc King <> (Lv36)
[Abnormal Status] <>
Cynthia and Gastra played about with my tail that was like a toy for cats as I swung it.
The two gray wolves, Cynthia and Gastra, have gotten bigger recently. Theyâre about 50 centimeters long now. And although itâs wrong, theyâre big enough to ride.
Even their levels have risen too. They started at one, and now theyâre twenty.
I canât let them act like babies forever.
From time to time, when Hasu, the high kobold, would drop by, theyâd end up grappling with each other. But as it wasnât anything serious, just friendly rough play, Iâd just quietly watch over them.
I guess if anything, they mustâve been deciding the ranks. They are all similar dog-type races after all. I mean kobolds and wolves are all dogs after all, right?
Anyway, itâs been three days since the messenger came, and weâve been repairing the village since.
During that time, I ordered the orcs that are now living by the base of the great tree to the north to pick up the corpses here at the village. They were a great help.
Half of the pitfall traps we made have also become functional again. Moreover, 10% of the fences have also been repaired.
We also began a large-scale acquisition of food resources. As we did, I ascertained the course we would be taking.
The plan is to leave the minimum number of goblins with the humans in the village, while we head west. Once there, I plan to turn Ganraâs Village into my base of operations as I attempt to have Gaidga and the other tribes under my rule.
Of course, I didnât mention that part to the messenger.
Our last destination will be the acquisition of the Fortress of the Abyss, the home of the goblins. It is there where I will build my kingdom. Afterwards, I suppose Iâll take with me the promising humans and the kobolds too.
Once I put this plan into action, the village will be left unattended for a long time.
At that time, the one to protect the humans will beâŚ
My gaze shifted toward the gray wolves that were playing with my tail. Cynthia was lying on her back, being playful as always, while Gastra seemed to have grown bored of playing, and was lying down, yawning.
Theyâre resembling the high kobold, Hasu, more and more. I wonât say of what exactly, but I should be careful.
âProtect the humââ No. Protect Reshia. Protect her well, alright?â
I rubbed Gastraâs small head as I spoke those words. And he barked back, saying, woof! Good. Although I donât really know whether he understood or not.
In any case, Iâll have to leave some rare class goblins behind to manage the village.
The question is⌠who should I leave behind?
I could leave a noble class, but then considering the humans, I should probably leave behind a druid.
What a troubling question.
âKing, did you call?â said Gi Za as he entered the house of the king.
âYes, thereâs something I want to ask you regarding the tribes,â I replied.
With his hands folded and a robe over his body, he looked like a scholar. I wonder why heâs even a goblin.
âWhat is different from us, normal goblins, to those of the four tribes?â I continued.
âWhatâs different, you say? RightâŚâ as he pondered the question, he sat before me with his eyes closed. âRight, I think Iâve mentioned it before, but the four tribes are Gordob, Gaidga, Paradua, and Ganra. Each one of these tribes carry with them the blood of the goblin ancestors.â
A story Iâve heard before. Regardless, itâs an introduction to their fighting style, so I kept it in my mind as I continued to listen.
âAs for their features,â said Gi Za. âWell itâs different for each tribe.â
Thatâs precisely what I wanted to know. That is that these so-called tribes have turned themselves into factions of sort. With something like that, it wouldnât be strange if they managed to attain a peculiar evolution path.
Gi Za continued.
âThe strongest amongst the four tribes is Gaidga, boasting superhuman strength, while the Paradua tribe manages the rider-beasts?â
Rider-beasts?
âWhat are rider-beasts?â
âIf youâve never seen one, it might be hard to explain, but theyâre basically four legged beasts. The Paradua goblins ride them like Lord Gi Gi would one of his beasts.â
So theyâre riders in other words.
âThe Gordob Tribe excels at raising and using magical beasts. Then as for the Ganra Tribe, theyâre the most dexterous with their fingers amongst the tribes. Even amongst the tribes, theyâre the only ones who can craft and use bows. â
âSo the Gordob Tribe are all beast tamers then?â
âIâm actually not that well informed either. How about asking that messenger instead?â
Thatâs difficult, but⌠true. If needed, I should ask.
In any case, it appears the four tribes have strength, mounts, bows, and beasts, huh?
I want them.
A frontline of powerful goblins. A mobile force of beast-riding goblins. Goblins that could fight from a distance. And goblins that possess special skills. If I could have all these, then building my kingdom wonât remain just a dream.
Finally, finally the pieces needed to fight the humans have gathered.
All thatâs left is to acquire them. I must acquire them!
And riding⌠If⌠if even normal goblins like us could fight on mount, then⌠I would like to acquire that skill.
If⌠and this is hypothetical, but what if⌠such a thing was possible⌠then wouldnât it be possible for a goblin who has lost his legs to fight once more?
âŚ
Gi Ga Rax
The corners of my mouth twisted into a smile.
Wait for me.
âââ
Amongst the emotions that humans possess, empathy was the most unique compared to the other races.
Who knows whether itâs affinity or not, but ever since the attack of the orcs, Lili hadnât had to help the other humans too much. The need for that had greatly decreased.
âBig sis,â called out Bern and Neumann who had a sword strapped around each of their waists.
Lili couldnât help but pout in dissatisfaction when she heard their words.
âDidnât I tell you to stop calling me, âbig sisâ!â she snapped.
âAhh, sorry. I, uh, slipped,â said Bern as he scratched his head.
Neumann could only laugh at his friendâs blunder.
With Lili having saved them, 15 villagers all in all, these people naturally came to rely on her.
Before, Lili had to be the one to meet with the goblins even for the pettiest of things, but ever since the orc attack, the people have gotten less timid.
Bern and Neumann are the only ones among the villagers who know how to wield a sword. But the extent of their knowledge is only from the bare experience gained when they were conscripted in the past. The difference between them and Lili, who is an adventurer that makes a living through her sword, is like night and day.
Because of that, despite Bern and Neumann both being older than Lili by five years, they greatly respected Liliâs swordsmanship.
âHowâs Palone? And is Mill alright? He didnât get hurt from playing all the time did he?â asked Lili.
Palone is Bernâs wife. Sheâs currently pregnant. As for Mill, thatâs Bernâs oldest son. Heâs still a babe though. Heâs turning five this year.
âNah, although we are expecting soon. Unfortunately, even if itâs the second time already, thereâs not much a guy could do to help. As for Mill, well heâs the same as always. Always playing with the goblin masters. I told him itâs dangerous, but he just wonât listen,â said Bern, clearly perplexed. His friend Neumann could only pat his shoulders.
âItâll work out,â Neumann said.
âI hope it does, I hope it doesâŚâ said Bern back.
Seeing the two like that, Lili narrowed her eyes.
âCome to think of it, have you two gotten used to this village?â she asked.
Itâs been almost half a month since they came to this village.
ââŚWell, we canât put our guard down, but itâs not bad,â said Bern.
âThey donât make us pay taxes like humans do. They also donât make us fight,â added Neumann.
Apparently, the goblin king didnât have any intention of levying taxes. Liliâs expectation of a wretched life where they were treated as slaves was completely off.
The king was generous.
His only demand was that they produce what he wants. Thatâs all.
What the king wanted was food and the methods of preserving it.
Whenever she talked with the goblin king, Lili would mistake herself to be talking with royalty. An extraordinary one at that.
The world outside the forest was in distress.
Out there, chaos ran rampant with many of the chiefs in constant war with each other. And evil masters were like the grains of the sand, far too numerous to count.
She knew how filthy humans were. It was precisely because of that that she could not understand the goblins.
Defeating monsters was common sense.
Monsters are creatures with no other way of life but evil.
Or at least thatâs what it should have been. Yet these past days have been telling her that that âcommon senseâ was nothing but a âpublic stanceâ.
If so, then what should she do?
She thought back to her respected employer.
They have probably already sent out a group to retrieve Reshia.
âSaintâ Reshia Fel Zeal.
The Ivory Towerâs youngest graduate. A prodigy. Zenobiaâs young follower. A cardinal candidate for the church. A woman blessed with power and authority regardless of her will.
She doesnât know whether Reshia herself was aware, but Reshiaâs influence was one such that it was enough to move a nation.
Right now is still fine.
But once that goblin makes man his enemy⌠where will Reshia turn?
And Lili herself as well⌠where would she go? She had to prepare herself.
But just a little bit, she thought. Sheâd like to keep living in this miracle-like peace.
âWoof!â barked Gastra as he swayed his tail.
She carried him up.
âYouâve also gotten heavier,â she said.
Who knew those fierce gray wolves could actually be this adorable?
As she thought that, she quietly prayed.
I wish this days would continue forever.
As Gastra rubbed his cheeks on her, she sighed.
âââ
As the evening wind gently caressed my cheeks, the bell cricketsâ song could be heard both near and far.
Even though I have no sense for seasons, I can tell⌠the seasons are changing.
As I absentmindedly stared at the moon, I felt a presence near me.
âMoon-viewing?â asked Reshia.
I only raised my tail in response.
âIf youâre that lazy, youâll be hated by women, you know?â she said.
âUnfortunately⌠Iâm not fated to be with one,â I wryly smiled.
âWell, whatever. Can I sit next to you?â
âDo what you want. This village will soon belong to you all.â
âNot yet, you mean. Thatâs a bit wrong, right?â
Well thatâs true.
We absentmindedly watched the moon together.
âHowâs Gi Ga?â
âIâve never treated goblins before, but his life should be fine.â
His life⌠huh?
ââŚAre you regretting?â she asked.
âNah⌠Iâm not.â
If Iâm going to regret, then I wouldnât have thought to fight from the start.
My resolve is just lacking is all.
The pain in this chest of mine is because I canât come to terms with living on despite others sacrificing themselves for me.
Something like that should have been obvious from the start. But I canât help but have my heart torn because of it.
This way of living⌠itâs as if Iâm cursed, unable to live without hurting those close to me.
But I have to endureâŚ
I have to endure, and move forward. Otherwise, thereâs no meaning to it.
âI wonder why youâre so strong⌠Anyone would cry if they were sad. Anyone would run when in pain. No one would scorn you for doing so. No one has that right,â said Reshia.
ââŚItâs because Iâm a monster,â I said back. âI wonât forgive any weaknesses from myself. Strength⌠Strength alone⌠will I carve upon this world as proof of my life. Until then⌠I wonât shed any tears. And neither will I run.â
Am I man? Or am I a monster?
I have the memory and thoughts of man, but the body of an abnormal monster.
I decided it then when I chose to live this life. I donât need the weakness of man.
âEven if someone were to stand before you?â asked Reshia.
âYeah⌠thatâs right.â
With her eyes cast down like that⌠Reshia, what is she thinking?
This wise girl whoâs praised as a saint, and bound by the chains of destiny⌠what do you think?
Of your destiny? Your life? Your will?
âI never wanted to be a saint,â she said. âI want to run. I want to be just Reshia!â
As she stood up on her knees, she faced toward me, and rested her hand on my chest.
The sound of shattering entered my ears.
âWith this thereâs nothing left to bind you⌠You can even kill me if you want,â she said.
As her eyes looked up, her gaze met with mine. Ardor filled her eyes and her cheeks stained with red.
The breath she breathed woke up a force within me.
âââI want to kill and eat this woman.
âââI want to eat and violate and kill this woman! What are you hesitating for? Isnât she giving you her body!?
As that force twisted my thoughts, I looked back at her.
âThen you should fight. Against Zenobia. Against man⌠For that⌠is the will of man.â
When I recalled the calm expression of the healing goddessâ upon seeing Reshiaâs face, I couldnât help but scowl.
âI said it, right?â said Reshia. âNo oneâs that strong. People are weak.â
Her amethyst-like eyes, moistened and saddened⌠they shot at me.
âPlease kill me,â she said. âIf you donât, then one day⌠I will surely kill you.â
For that is my destiny, she muttered under that frightened, quivering voice of hers.
âI refuse,â I replied. âYou are only running away. If you are human, then show me the will befitting that of man!â
âKingâŚâ she said. âHow strict.â
A sorrowful smile painted her lips.
In turn, I could only caress her head.
âTomorrow, I head west. When I return, I will return as the king of the goblins. Until then⌠please take care of Gi Ga and the others.â
I brushed off the dust as I stood up.
ââŚAh,â
I felt Reshia gaze at my back when I stood up, but I left without saying a word.
I will become king.
For the sake of those whoâve sacrificed themselvesâŚ
For the sake of those who will die from here onâŚ
Until then⌠I shall seek no one.
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[Abnormal Status] Charm of the Saint released.
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Authorâs Note:
The protagonist didnât want to abandon the wounded, so Reshia had to stay behind.