Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

A green subhuman monster so short that you mistakenly think it's a child, that's the goblin. less powerful, retarded, and shorter lifespan than the average human being. It's a monster that even a never-ending new American adventurer can defeat, but the only thing that doesn't insult you is its breeding power.

No matter how many adventurers, national soldiers, or knights hunt, they will never be extinct from all over the world, and Adventurers Guild always has cheap arrangements as a Bad Beast Monster. Why won't the goblins disappear? Some scholars enthusiastically chanted doctrines such as "what are you talking about" because reproductive behavior is possible even if it's not of the same race, but when a tutor tried to communicate his intentions with his subordinate goblin, he said he returned a sentiment of pity like "what are you talking about?" In reality there has never been a report of such damage, and this theory is immediately denied.

Simply because many people are born at a time and their cycles are fast, the hard theory is now regarded as the most powerful. Some scholars wanted to deny it with guts, but the gaze from around them, especially from women and goblins, was very cold.

Now, it's a goblin that attracts the attention of such a local and limiting group of scholars, but it's just a troublesome monster for adventurers. It sounds good when you say it's easy to hunt, but even if you knock it down, there's no place to peel it off and take advantage of it, and the only way to taste it is to collect your ears as proof of crusade. Besides, that crusade reward is very inexpensive, and the subtlety is when you think about purposefully taking more luggage. A new American adventurer might be just right for a little pocket money, but the current situation is that fewer people pick up their ears if they can make that much money. I take care of it when I'm in new America, and when I don't need my ears, I run out and graduate. Sometimes there are words like that among adventurers.

Usually, new American adventurers are taught by senior adventurers, but there are rarely strong individuals in goblins. That's who has the weapon or gives instructions to the other goblins. Often we can deal with it in new America if we fight with vigilance in advance, but if we eat unintentional strikes, we lose few lives. However, the rewards have only slightly changed where they were defeated, which is one of the causes of the unpopularity of goblin hunting.

The appearance is the same. This little strong goblin, in fact, is a goblin leader, an evolutionary form of goblin. The phenomenon of monsters evolving by occupational level is not very well known, but the truth is that level 1 is goblin, level 2 is a goblin leader, and level 3 becomes a goblin command.

Ordinary goblins have only the means of attack to the point of catching or biting, a so-called miscellaneous fish monster with a lot of solo action. When this becomes a goblin leader, he starts using swords and bows because of his increased intelligence. If it's also a level 3 goblin command, it starts to say words, albeit only words, and it starts to order the underlying goblins to take collective action. However, as the appearance does not change at all where it has evolved, even if these three are lined up, they all only look like goblins, and adventurers have no choice but to determine their strength and weakness based on what kind of behavior goblins are taking.

It is level 4, goblinking that clearly changes the appearance. This guy has the same physical characteristics as any other goblin. But he starts weaving a worn red cape and wears a crown on his head as to where he brought it from. The point is, it will be just right and discernible. A one-word conversation will also be possible, and it will be easy to tell. Goblins have a short life span, and those who lead to King are really rare. But when you become King, you will reign as King of the Goblins for a long period of time, unless someone exterminates you of that residence. He seems to be the king of goblins, and the nest is a troublesome monster, following a few of his men, the goblin commands, to form something like a small army. King can also be a skilled adventurer party, or the Knights of the Nation, and the risk of extermination increases.

But there's up there. There are few examples in history that have actually been discovered, but there are Goblin Kaisel people on level five.

"- I hear you're here. Yona, are you listening?

………

Yuna and Chinatsu were looking at the monster drawings borrowed from Delis. In an effort to preview the characteristics of the enemy before fighting, it was a study begun with a proposal by Chinatsu, but Hal had stopped moving along the way. It just doesn't seem like he's using his head to produce black smoke.

"Finally, there's a day to see if my magic has surpassed you, Gob Man..."

It's unusual for Yuna to whine about something with a voice that doesn't sound bossy. Now, Chinatsu had seen such a Yuna before. That was the first time I competed in a national tournament in Kendo. The opponent had more experience than Yuna, and before that game, Yuna was in the position of a challenger. Quiet, but it does burn the fighting spirit and sharpen the nerves to their limits. By doing so, Yuna had put her own strength to the full during the game and achieved national domination. It was like Yuna, who had eyes during the game, was there, and Chinatsu was quite surprised at that time.

(But that's the only time Yuna was in this state before the game... what the hell is driving Yuna that far? There's a sign of a strong monster by then, or something?

The answer is your influence, Gob Man, the character in the "Magic Preliminaries Even Goblins Can Understand" series of a magic primer for toddlers, but I probably don't have a chance for Chinatsu to find out about it.

"Hey, you guys. The meat is roasted."

When Chinatsu was troubled, Derris rang from behind him. I have a dish in both hands with stuffed and baked meat on it. I guess he brought me two servings.

"Ah, Mr. Derris. Thank you. Yona's - she seems a little focused, so I'll give it to you later."

"Hmm? What the hell, Hal guy, your eyes are in battle mode... well no, tell Nell who baked it how you feel about the flavor later. It's that personality, but I'd be quite happy to be thanked or complimented."

That's because they're Mr. Derris. Thousand Natsu thought so, but did not say so. Thousand Natsu, who had only been dating for the past few days, had also perceived Nell's fondness for Derris almost to the point of certainty.

(On the other hand, if it's that obvious, it's something that other people seem to know... yeah, it's their problem, and you can't let outsiders get in weird. They're both much more adult than me)

Two such adults are in a systematic relationship that they've done, but Chinatsu probably doesn't have a chance to find out about it.

"Wow, delicious...! Just for the record, you could cook Master Nell. I grew up a lady, and I thought I couldn't do it at all."

The outer surface is crunchy, with moderate heat inside, and if chewed, gravy overflows. It was Nell, who is currently in charge of baking ingredients in front of the iron plate, who baked this meat, which would have been made with exquisite fire reduction. Chinatsu sneaks up on Derris like that so he doesn't sound like such a nell. Then for some reason, Derris erupted around where she said she grew up a lady.

"Oh, my lady, ku ku...! Well, when we used to be adventurers, Nell was mostly in charge of cooking. Usually, ravioli and horns, outdoor dishes in places like this are delicious. Thanks to you, my cooking skills remain empty."

"What is it, nothing?"

"... Ha! This smells like meat!

When we had an irresistible conversation, Yuna seemed to notice that she had been invited by the smell of meat. Delis gives a plate to such a foodie long live, looking slightly north. Just a few more moments until a large group of goblins arrive.