I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Fifteen minutes after leaving Schwarzkatze, a village of the Black Cats.

Behind the franc came about 30 black cats with weapons. That's a nervous look on everyone's face. They usually run away when they meet a warcraft. I guess I can't imagine going to the battlefield myself, even though I'm just watching Fran fight.

But the Beast Nation is skirmishing with the neighboring kingdom of Bashar, isn't it? I wonder if anyone has ever been on the battlefield?

Fran asks, the Black Cats aren't called to the battlefield. So no other species complain?

"No, the Black Cats are useless on the battlefield."

"I'm just gonna get my feet together anyway."

"If we go, they'll just annoy us."

"He used to be used as a meat wall."

"Because such inhumane manoeuvres have been forbidden since we became beast kings today."

"When you do, there's really nothing you can do."

It was so humiliating. But for a long time, this is probably what happens if they keep saying it's useless, cluttered fish, incompetent.

If you come to the Beast Nation, there are a lot of Black Cat tribes, and I was wondering if some warrior types of people want to evolve... More like Fran's parents and Chiara, isn't the Black Cat tribe outside the Beast Nation more aggressive?

I guess I give up that evolution can never be done because there are so many strong beasts around me when I was born and raised in the Beast Nation, and I get imprinted from an early age with common sense that I can't evolve.

"Well, we don't have any complaints about the other Beasts, even if the Black Cats don't show up for battle."

"Really?

"In the days of the former king, he treated the Black Cat tribe as slaves and used them for things like: But now that I'm king, it's gone, and the consciousness of other beasts has changed a lot."

"Hmm."

"Now it feels like if you're Black Cat, you can't help it."

That's what the Red Dog soldiers who are guiding us to where Goblin is say and laugh bitterly. There's nothing at all about looking down on the Black Cat Clan. But it must also be common sense for him to say that the Black Cats are weak.

Black Cat Clan = Miscellaneous Fish = Foot Hands Together = Then I forgive you if you don't have to be in the battlefield. That seems to be the idea.

"After seeing the Black Thunder Princess, it changed a little bit."

That said, Fran is like an irregular. The whole consciousness of the beast man will not change at once.

Talking that way, there were signs of goblins on the rocks ahead.

The village is surrounded by extensive wilderness and sparsely dotted terrain with forests. I thought the land was rich around the forest, but apparently the land remains lean because the forest sucks the nutrition around it.

They want to open the logging, but they don't have enough men, and they're expanding the fields while opening the woods in detail.

And to the north of the village, the land was particularly thin, with little tall trees growing. It is a wilderness with little shrubs and grass.

In fact, it seems that beyond this wilderness and further north, there is abundant land, but it is also home to many warcraft and is a place where the winter cold is quite harsh and difficult to exploit.

"There it is!

"Hmm."

The rock where the goblins were located was about 20 minutes north of the village.

Observe the goblins while hiding in the shadows of a large rock. Indeed, 20 goblins were walking ahead, pointed out by the man in the guide. Its legs are facing south, and as it is, it will be approached by the village.

But that's a little weird. Weirdly well equipped. The goblins I've been fighting for are mostly wooden sticks on my hipster. It was about the leather armor that Precision took from the adventurer.

But the goblins in front of them wore mostly iron weapons. Of all the goblins I've seen in the past, it would be gear close to the hob goblins I fought in the goblin dungeons.

You've never heard of a dungeon around here, have you? But in the words of the guide's man, the doubt dissolves.

"You must have taken your gear from some mercenary regiment or something."

Goblins?

"Not all of this, because for some reason I may have borrowed only my gear from a mercenary regiment that was completely destroyed."

"I see."

When I was told, there was a sense of unity in the equipment, and it was thought that I would have taken a set from the mercenary corps, the soldier corps, etc.

'Well, it's all normal goblins, and there's no sign of any other goblins around. That won't be a problem.'

"Mm-hmm. Well, I'll go, so everybody just watch"

When Fran told his companions that, they all saw Fran with a worried face. That's not to worry about Fran losing or anything, it's like the fear of being left on the battlefield.

"It's okay, there's Ursi."

"On!"

Ursi, a warcraft, but accepted by the Black Cat clan thanks to his love for everyone on the road. They seem to have remembered its existence, they looked uniformly horny.

"I'll be right back"

"Yes, sir"

"Take care."

"Mi, I'm watching!

With the cheers of the Black Cats on his back, Fran jumped out of the shadow of a rock. Keep the signs off, slowly approaching the goblins. If we're serious, we can destroy it in less than five seconds, but this time the goal is to show our power as an evolved Black Cat clan. You can't go too fast.

"Awaken - Flash Thunder!

Do you want me to use it that way?

"Mm-hmm. Because this one's cooler. Master, go with the sword first"

"Ooh."

It was a flashy thunder. The goblins had already noticed Fran. I'm making a scene with Gaaaaaaaa.

"Ha!"

When Fran pulled me out, he slowly slashed me into a near-field goblin first. Well, it's a slow thing to say for Fran. Too instantly the audience is also poker, so fast that they can barely see it too. The momentum as it stood truncated the three.

At that point, the goblins recognized Fran as a mighty enemy, and they all came towards us. But Fran avoids all attacks and recieves them. From the Black Cats, they'll look like they're dancing a beautiful dance with black thunder.

The goblins started to get confused when they cut and killed three at the counter. Apparently, he defeated his leadership without realizing it.

Hit the Goblins, who are not sure whether to run or stand up to them, with fire magic. Emphasizing flashfulness, I tried shooting a burst of flaming tri-exploration. The flames rise with the awesome explosion, blowing about half the body of the direct hit goblin, and the rest of it is also black-burned. Yeah, yeah. It's flashy, and the appeal to the Black Cats would be perfect.

The Goblins seem to have clearly understood that they have no chance of winning. The remaining 11 turned their backs and tried to escape. But it's already too late.

"Stamboldt, Stamboldt, Stamboldt"

"Gaaaaoo!"

"Gyoaao!"

Fran's series of thunderous magic takes only that body's freedom without taking the lives of the goblins.

"You didn't kill him?

"Mm-hmm. Call everyone in and let them stab you in the face."

"I see."

That might be a good hand to build confidence in those cowardly black cats.

"Well, I'll call you."

"Mmm."

The question is if the nayo black cats can kill the goblins, which feels like they've left that wildness somewhere...