Legend

"Damn, damn, damn! Why, why do we have to run like goblins!

With a tear of remorse, the man of the adventurer keeps running toward the guild.

Another adventurer man running next door...... a man in his thirties or so who is more veteran than a man in his twenties with an open mouth yells at such a fellow.

"Ugh! Now, give priority to getting back to the Guild anyway! If you waste your strength here, you'll be caught up!

veteran, but therefore the man understood the unsavoriness of what was happening at present.

If normal, for adventurers operating in the Guild, goblins are only opponents to such an extent that they are not even enemies.

But... that's only if there's one or two of them.

When you deal with five at the same time, you get hurt if you stay alert.

If that were more, that would make the degree of injury I would suffer worse too...

When it comes to dealing with more than a hundred goblins at once, it becomes difficult for even Rank D and Rank C adventurers to survive.

Even if there is no problem in the sense of pure strength, there are more limits to physical strength than being a creature.

And if you drain your strength, your movements will be dull and it will be harder to win, even if you are eventually goblins.

Unless it's some kind of exception. That's for sure...... unfortunately, these two adventurers were no exception to that.

I was told to inform my remaining companions about the goblin, and these two are thus on their way to Gilm in the form of sacrifices to their companions as lords.

It should have been a fairly simple request to find a harpy nest in the woods a short distance from the streets... in fact this is how the party was going to be half-baked and hit.

"I see it, it's Gilm!

We can see in our sight the gilm we are based on, and a veteran man screams, and a joyous look on the face of the other man...

"Shippe."

Looking sideways at the strange voice that sounded unexpected, what was there was the figure of a man growing arrows from his forehead.

If you're a veteran adventurer, you fly from behind... it's no surprise that you can handle about the arrow that Goblin shot.

The fact is, it's because it's true that men had that much ability, too.

But...... the mental upset caused by seeing a massive flood of goblins, the shame of escaping the goblin-like, the sense of responsibility of having to take care of a man who is a young man among the parties, the reassurance that I remembered when I saw Gilm.

As a result of the mixing of them all… I could not avoid the arrows unleashed by Goblin Archer, who was following me from behind.

The light disappears from the man's eyes, who was encouraging himself until earlier in front of the man, and falls to the ground with the momentum he has been running on.

The man who stayed until the end could not stop his leg while watching it.

Because there were goblins coming after us from behind.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!

That I have become the last person in the party...... and the man screams out of remorse that it was Goblin who killed anyone but himself.

Lucky for the man, the streets would have gotten closer by keeping running.

And there are several adventurers on the street, and the Goblin pursuit team that confirmed it leaves determined that any further pursuit is dangerous.

... This is impossible if it is the original goblin.

A goblin is an attack if you have enemies in front of you, and if you lose with it, you escape without a body or lid.

That's why you can't measure the difference in power from your opponent, and you attack Griffon without imitating things like running away.

Now, it seems that once we can show that power, we will disperse and flee to each other.

The fact that such a goblin pulls up along the way, deciding it might be dangerous, is something that we can only call an anomaly.

Some of the adventurers in the streets have noticed such a goblin.

I guess it's only natural because I saw a bunch of goblins chasing men, and they were on guard.

A man who realizes that he was literally helped by an intermittent haircut, while questioning how the goblins were doing, rushes straight into the street to Gilm.

The man, whose only survival of the party is himself, keeps running straight without the way he notices the gaze of those traveling down the street saying something to him.

When he arrives at the main entrance of Gilm, he opens his mouth so that he can hang onto the guards who are proceeding to enter the city.

"Listen to me!

"Wow! What the hell!?... Ah, the process is over, so you can come in"

The guard, who told that to his opponent who was going through the process until a few seconds ago, turns again to the man who's been hanging on to him.

"It's a goblin, a bunch of goblins showed up!

"... a bunch of goblins?

If this isn't a guild... if it's a normal city that's not a periphery, then maybe you thought what's so daunting like a goblin.

But this is the Gilm of the Border.

If you hear a bunch of goblins show up, there's something you can think of.

"Which one is leading the superior or rare species?

The look on the guard's face is completely different and sharp than when he was going through the procedure for the other person who went inside the guild earlier.

I guess you understand that's all that's at stake.

"I think maybe he's a goblin leader. There were more than a hundred goblins."

"... a hundred?

The look on the face of the guard I heard was only a little soothing.

I heard a lot of goblins showed up, so I was expecting swarms of thousands or tens of thousands of different sizes.

Even monsters as big as goblins, of course, are a threat enough if they're as big as a hundred.

That's what you can manage if you're an arm-written, high-ranking adventurer, but you can say that there's nothing you can do about it for people like low-ranking adventurers and pedestrians.

(Well, it's in hundreds, and this guy's right. Are you sure he's a goblin leader? I guess you should say it was good that the superior and rare species showed up not the oak)

Both goblins and orcs are the same in that they use human women to breed.

But the strength as an individual is very different.

That's why a few goblins with one regular oak... if you do poorly, it's even possible to deal with ten or more.

Given Goblin's retardation, the difference won't shrink, even if it opens.

(I guess you should say I'm glad it was done with about the leader)

A more superior dominant individual...... that's the kind of general that leads a thousand units of goblins or a goblin king that leads 10,000 units of goblins. Sometimes, besides adventurers, knights and guards have to go out.

The settlement led by Oak King, which previously existed in a position not so far from the Guild, was a smaller number, partly because of the low number of oaks that had been gathered in the settlement, but partly because its breeding power was originally very different in goblins and oaks.

Compared to an oak king like that, it's as far as humans can manage if some adventurers get together as a goblin leader in the troop leader class.

It may be difficult to figure out how to do this at one party, but still, it's not that it's never possible given the skill of the adventurers in the Guild.

The report would also need to be raised above, but the perception was that it would not be that big a problem.

The guard who decides so checks the man's guild card and finishes the process quickly.

"I'll let you know about the goblins, too. However, I think it will probably be dealt with by the Alliance"

"I know! I'm telling you, I don't think you're just a goblin leader!

I guess I'm in a hurry. Throw it away briefly and the man walks straight into the gilm.

"... goblins, huh? I hope it won't be too much trouble."

Goblin leaders do not appear often, but they are not uncommon.

But... the guard man had a bad feeling in his chest for some reason.

While thinking we need to be properly informed as a special note that a man has spoken, that he is not just a goblin leader.

"A bunch of goblins showed up!

The adventurer man, who entered the guild and headed to the counter, tells the receptionist so.

Fortunately now it is daytime and not the time of the mix of guilds.

For this reason, the man could talk to the receptionist immediately without imitating it in line.

"A bunch of goblins!? How many are there!?

Lenora, who was organizing the paperwork, asks the man with surprise.

So when I turned my gaze toward the man, I realized that was facial familiarity.

He's still one of the young adventurers named Hester.

Someone who entered the Rank D Party Flowing Cloud some time ago and whose name had begun to be quite known as an up-and-coming adventurer.

But there's no atmosphere for a man today to call himself up-and-coming.

It was like I should have called it a run for my life to see.

"More than a hundred.... Everyone but me"

I see.

Lenora understands why Hester is emitting such an atmosphere.

That this would happen if all the parties in the corner were wiped out.

While I remember the pain in the man in front of me, Lenora, the guild's receptionist, had to do her job.

"Is it a hundred? So, is it a goblin leader?"

I would say yes to that word. Lenora thought so, but Hester hesitates to snort.

"Mr. Hester?

"No, I also know it's about a goblin leader who leads about a hundred goblins. But for that, the goblins were strangely smart."

"You're smart, are you?

"Oh. For example, if you perceive the pursuit to be dangerous because it's near the street, and you cut it up on the way up,"

"It's..."

Lenora also gathers a lot more knowledge of monsters than she does of working as a receptionist in this guild.

That would be the knowledge, even compared to a bad adventurer.

Even for Lenora like that, I've never heard of goblins acting that smart.

"Maybe more of the top... that's the goblin generals and all... no, I still didn't expect you to act that smart..."

"Lenora, shouldn't we report it up there now anyway? If a goblin imitates something like that, it could be a rare species of goblin leader."

Kenny, who was listening next to Lenora, tells him so, with a slightly more serious look on his face.

"Right. We don't have to know, if it's someone up there... worst of all, the Alliance Master might know something."

"Yeah. That's how long you've lived, so it's no wonder you know that much."

"... nowhere, no thorns?

"Really?"

With such an exchange, Lenora takes up her seat.

Go straight to your boss in the back of the counter and talk about what Hector told you.

"I see. You're right to consider yourself a goblin leader. But..."

A man in his fifties or so roars troubledly when he hears Lenora explain.

As far as listening, it is undoubtedly believed that a goblin leader has occurred.

But given the goblin behavior in the streets, it's not a very good decision for a goblin leader.

"A little, don't worry about it. Anyone have any hands free and any adventurers ready to move now?

"Even if they say so..."

Now only during the day, most adventurers are out to do their requests.

The tavern also has the appearance of an adventurer, but the only ones there are those who decide to take a break from launching or today.

There are several adventurers on the side of the request board who are about to take the request, but most of them are not that skilled.

This is the real crisis… If the guilds are to be wiped out or not, it is also possible to summon an armed adventurer who is all over the city, but with a flock of goblin leaders and about a hundred goblins, it is not that important, it is impossible.

Happy or unhappy, sometimes this guild is a periphery, and there are numerous armed adventurers.

That's enough to think that if you care about it, if you go outside the guild and look around for a few minutes, you'll find it.

(Well, since most adventurers are out on request now, that can be difficult, too)

It's not that urgent, but in the worst case scenario, I have to request an investigation from an adventurer who came back after completing the request in the evening.

That's what I thought, Lenora, but just when I was about to put that in my mouth...... I heard a familiar voice from the counter.

"Ah, Mr. Ray! I heard you were going to Solrain country, but you were back!?

Friend... No, to the voice of a bad friend, Lenora accidentally thanked Heaven for the extraction.