But not the goblin standing here himself. The body that was like a breeze appeared on the body of the Orc. To the orc's astonishment, it swung its knife at the giant's body. “Need to target the weakest parts.” The goblin was like a cockroach clinging to the slimy body of the orc and swinging up. Everywhere it passed, small tears appeared. Like a buzzing mosquito that wouldn't let go. The Orc screamed as he backed away slowly. It with one hand wasn't fast enough to catch up with the little goblin. The wounds were increasing, blood was pouring out all over the monster's body “Roarrrrr!” The orc warrior shouted, one of its eyes was blinded. Even after stabbing the knife in, Golbin didn't even pull it out, leaving it stuck. It jumped down quickly, just moving a little made it tired. Golbin's speed is their forte and their physical strength is their disadvantage. Having only fought with the Orc for a while, it had already exhausted its stamina. Golbin stood watching the orc
“Since when did I become such a babysitter?” Golbin grumbled, placing the heavy load near the fire. It meticulously examines each accessory. Carefully wipe off the blood with a cloth. Occasionally the goblin would turn its face to look at the adventurers lying nearby. The goblin didn't have enough time or strength to make a good enough tent. So their shelter is a corner of a large rock to block the wind. The two sides are the tree parts that are plugged together. It lined the roof and walls with pieces of clothing and fabric. Finally, it covered it with leaves to keep warm. It did not leave them lying on the ground, but also sprinkled on it what it found. The empty healing potions were used to store water from the river. Golbin looked at the flickering flames, the shield wielder's wound carefully bandaged. It can only be washed with water and put on some herbs. Those with lighter injuries like the cat girl and Jean were still unconscious. That it can understand. It is w
Vex is a fun-loving beastman who is always active. Miruku just joined the group so she might not understand. As soon as Circe saw it, he understood the whole story.She has a necklace - what used to be a necklace from her late mother. She treasures it more than any letter she has. Moreover, Vex always fiddles with that red necklace every night before going to bed. Circe scratched her head, the group was in a terrible state right now. That's why she didn't dare to talk about this matter.She crossed her arms, her mouth blowing air upwards. The red hair flew back and forth in the air, when it came to thinking, Circe always did this action. Vex is a pitiful little girl, born in a southwestern village. At her age, she should be hanging out with her friends.She looked up at the sky, perhaps that night the moon was as bright as tonight. Vex's town was attacked by monsters, what the guild called a wave of monsters. The whole town and adventurers were destroyed in one night. The worst part i
Feeling uncomfortable, it went to check, after a while searching inside the child was a cat's eye necklace. One of the links had been broken, causing the necklace to fall to the ground. After putting her back in the tent, he carried the chain and fishing rod with his hand to the riverbank.While washing his bloody and soiled hand, he stared at the necklace. The shiny silver plated around the chain shows no signs of peeling or tarnishing. It looks old fashioned. That proves the person who kept this thing was extremely careful. Because silver like this is extremely perishable.Only five to ten months is the silver layer will quickly peel off with frequency of use. The cat's eye stone is also very beautiful, it is not good for the goblins to leave. The Catwoman must have treasured this very much, thinking to do it, her hands were struggling to fix the necklace. It was not a good craftsman, so it could only reluctantly thread the existing fishing line and tie it back a few times.After a
Vex, snuggled up against Circe, also tried to justify: “It's his fault. It steals my stuff. Still ruining it. You can see his attitude.” Circe smacked her on the forehead with such force that she cried out clutching her forehead. The red-haired elder's eyes were full of anger. Circe also glared coldly: "I know you're angry. But that's torture. We are adventurers, not slave traders. Do you understand?" Vex bowed her head, she said no more. Just nodding his head, Cat ears are also lowered. Circe felt it was her fault too, but this was a serious matter that couldn't just be let go. But children are malleable, she just hopes Vex will change later. The three of them just kept hugging each other like that The sky was dark, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The same wind was like blades that slashed continuously at goblins. The goblin clenched his teeth, cold, painful. Its body trembled continuously "Rub! The ungrateful people must be sleeping soundly right now
Jean rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a carefully tied map. She gave it to the adventurers group: “I have this map. From the one who saved my life from the goblins. According to the description, the nest has been marked inside.” Dylan took the map, he pondered whether to open the map to study. Because he was also curious. Still, Dylan put the map back in his pocket, and he turned around and introduced himself: “Sorry for the introduction. I'm Dylan, who is usually in the front row to block damage. However, my shield is broken. On behalf of everyone, thank you for saving us.” Dylan scratched his head and smiled, pointing at the red-haired girl: "She's Circe, a fire-type mage." Jean looked up at the mage, she was quite tall, even taller than Dylan. Circe also smiled back at Jean. “This Miao girl is Vex, a new member who joined the group a year ago.” Vex hid behind Circe, who only dared to look at Jean for a moment, then hid again. "And finally Miruku, she's a
"I'm Gare, it's not hard to tell I'm an Elf. Miss Jean, although I've heard the story of your journey. But it would be better if Lady Jean could tell the story in more detail. , okay?" Jean was annoyed but still didn't show her face. She was really in a hurry and this Gare didn't even read what was in the report. Slightly disgruntled voice: "I've already rewritten everything in the report. That's all." Knowing that she would have such an attitude, the Elf only smiled. Doubtful eyes: "That's right. What about the warrior Orc. You say it's three meters tall? If so, it must be a mutated race. But this kind of mutation doesn't appear in the south. Next is humans. saved you. Wouldn't it be too vague to describe someone who just saved your life here?" Jean hesitated, of course it was ambiguous. Because what saved her was not a human. She just patched up his image from the memories of old teammates. Even though she pulled away, Jean still didn't change her color. She calmly rep
The man walked straight towards the front desk. His suit and hat really didn't go well. To put it bluntly, it looks so weird that it makes people question: "Where is this guy? Did he just come out of the slums?" The clothes are like that of a farmer. On his back was a pickaxe and on his head was a knight's hat. His face could not be seen because the hat covered everything. He walked towards the reception counter, facing everyone's confused eyes. His mouth spoke very fluently: "Hello receptionist. I'm here to register as an adventurer." The receptionist girl stiffly looked at the person in front of her. She even thought she was misheard. “Well, it's true that adventurers are people who do all kinds of jobs, from gathering herbs to hunting monsters. But, man, do you have to be so passionate about your profession?" The girl just stood there and looked at the person in front of her, causing Caryln - who was standing not far away, to rush over. There's no shortage of guys li