SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

2.

Goblins escaped safely according to my India.

Ker-rah!

- Ketugger!

The Goblins jump with joy. It's the green chimpanzees. If they cried "woodchuck" instead of "Ker-dub," they would have been mistaken as monkeys forever.

‘Suckers, that's cute. ’

- Are they cute to you...? Oh, yeah?

The messenger mutters tremblingly.

- Zombie, don't you really have eyes?

‘Mr. Sword. Look with your mind's eyes. I see Goblins getting drunk. It's so noble and beautiful. I see a vision of the future that is not yet approaching. ’

- Ah, I can't take this guy anymore... I'm so helpless and incompetent that I can't even stand this guy making fun of my tongue...

At that time, the other factions managed to escape.

The Black Dragon Master became a black swan that led to a transfusion. Look up as we leave the forest, Fudduk! Numerous bats flapping their wings across the sky. Bats form a triangle and chase after the Obsidian.

"Oh, that's cool. ’

As the black zodiac flies, you come out for a moment and meet the snow. In the black eyes, the intelligence of the Black Dragonist was hidden, not the beast's savagery. Fluttering! The puppet spreads its wings wide.

- Ehio!

And the black tide quickly flew across the horizon.

His colleagues transformed into mysterious animals and led him to escape.

[Quest Completed!]

[You have successfully evacuated the faction from the Great Forest of the Cool Sea.]

[300 Faction Points will be awarded for achieving this quest!]

[You currently have 855 faction points.]

The reward was well paid.

500 points for creating the first primitive religion blah. 300 points as quest reward. That's not bad. ’

- Hmm. Is that a lot?

‘This is enough at the beginning. There's no point in getting dry right now. ’

- If that's what you're doing. In The Goblin GodDuke Kim.

Yep. So we need to get them somewhere to eat. ’

-Damn it, there's not even 1 damage.

I chose a product to buy in my mind. The Civilization Store was also possessed by lions.

Do you want to buy [Bronze Grade Settlement Exploration]?]

I was reluctant to shop.

"Yes."

There was a message in a row.

[Purchase ‘Bronze Grade Settlement Exploration’.]

[80 Faction Points will be consumed!]

[You currently have 775 faction points.]

Whoa!

A video was unfolded in my head. After crossing the river once and crossing three streams, there was a proper settlement for the Goblin.

‘The right moisture, the right hunting grounds…. It's just fine.’

Okay, now I just have to show you the way.

“Glug! Glug, glug, glug! ”

All right, follow me! ’

I stepped on the lion's front foot vigorously. Goblins, like baby ducks, have been following me around like they don't know anything.

Six days.

At last, the video in my head arrives at the settlement I was told about.

- Kerr!

The Goblins said they liked it and threw themselves into the stream.

[Designated tribe loves this place!]

[The sadness of losing your hometown among the designated tribes fades.]

Goblins rolled around the stream, dirt all over their bodies. That was their hobby.

The mothers dug up gravel and applied clear muddy soil to the back of their young children. Kerr! Kerr! You grin. Does the clay frenzy feel unbearably good?

- Maybe that's how they get rid of their body odor. Goblins stink a little? It's better if you apply some clay.

"Oh, you could say that. ’

- Didn't you know that, Goblin Godfather Kim?

‘God doesn't care about trifles. We only have a grand plan in mind. ’

- Crazy bastard...

What are you talking about?

I lay on my forefoot and watched Mud Festival.

Looking at you with joy, you hear the tower's voice.

[Would you like to make this a new settlement for the designated tribe?]

‘Yep.'

[A new settlement has begun!]

[Please name your settlement here.]

‘Names... I want to call it the Temple of Raviel, but I can't pronounce it. They won't be able to pronounce. ’

I scratched the ground with a frowny face. Hmm. This, this, this lion claw is scratching the ground, so it soothes my dullness...

- Hey, why are you becoming more and more like an animal...?

"It's a mistake."

Just then, there was a bug that looked like a fly floating around me. Ah, and by the way, the animals I possess look just like lions, not exactly like lions. I just call it that for convenience.

I'm gonna move my tail and I'm gonna smash it! I caught a fly. The tail hit the fly. The fly couldn't even flap its wings and slammed into my side.

This is a new pastime for hunting flies.

This is secretly honey jam.

- I thought I was an animal, you son of a...? ’

- If it means I have the charm of a beast, I'm happy to accept it. Anyway, let's follow my crying and call it Guru. ’

So I roared.

“Guru-!"

The tower reacts to the roar.

[The new settlement of the designated tribe is called the 'guru’.]

[Designated tribe is out of danger of extinction!]

[You can now declare a stage clear.]

[Are you sure you want to declare Stage Clear now?]

- Wow, it's finally clear! I'm finally free of this grubby Gorglug Zone! Hey, what are you doing? Declare it done!

‘Oh, come on. Don't you know the tower that well? ’

- I know, I know! I just want to get out of here!

"I decline."

Racial Wars.

The theme extends from the 31st floor to the 40th floor, and as you go up to the highest floor, if the 31st floor is a Paleolithic era, then the 32nd floor becomes a neolithic era. That's the way.

If I declare my clearance here, I will meet the Goblins hundreds of years later, perhaps thousands of years later.

‘Whatever we can do, we have to move on. ’

I slowly scoured the status of the Goblins.

I looked through it several times during the delivery, but it was a matter to be sure.

‘Goblin traits were [victim of racism], [cognitive], and [greedy armor]. ’

I looked at the information in turn.

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[victim of racism]

Rank: F

Effect: Designated people look ugly! Seeing is disgusting. As a result, the designees are subject to all prejudices and misunderstandings and have a tremendous difficulty establishing healthy relationships with other races.

Beware! Hatred is at the heart of those who discriminate. The greater the hatred of the designated tribe, the more hostile they are to the other tribes. We need to resolve this issue before we cross a river that cannot be returned.

However, this characteristic can change depending on the evolution of history.

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‘First of all, this is the problem. ’

What if I go up to the next floor and the Goblins are forming a hostile relationship with all the other factions? So what if our Goblins are considered [public enemy], just like in the normal fantasy world?

It's horrible.

The outcome of what we have saved is a public enemy.

‘This needs to be resolved before you leave... Next is homosexuality. ’

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[sameness]

Rank: C

Effect: Designated tribes are very cognitive. When one designee dies, no one in the world tears up except the same Goblin. Monster's dead! On the slope! 'Rather, I'm celebrating.

Goblins are Goblins.

I have no choice.

The idea that there's only one tribe that we can trust in the world is that the designated tribes stick together. In designated societies, the most prohibited are: "I betray the same people," "I kill the same people," etc.

Without chaotic misfortune, the Designated People will not die of self-destruction!

However, this characteristic can change depending on the evolution of history.

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I've seen it several times, but it seems like a good trait.

Even Goblins should have some good qualities.

- I don't think it's just a good characteristic...

Oh, yeah? ’

- No, I just said that once. Open up the next characteristic, quick.

‘Are you finally starting to feel the charm of Goblins? ’

- I just want to get it over with and go...

It's a completely dishonest reaction. I can clearly feel the taste of raising a species as a baby.

- No, I'm not.

That way, one lion and one ghost sat side by side and looked into the last explanation window.

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[Greedy Armor]

Rank: B

Effect: Designated tribes are greedy. Is it because of their ugly, ugly ego? Designated tribes are more likely to be recognized for their property than for their own recognition. "Glug! I put warm mud on it!" Glug! I covered myself in luxury mud above the stream! ’

Desire for better things.

Desire for something even cooler.

In the heart of the stipulated tribe, there is a great mix of inferiority, self-esteem and compassion. Perhaps the designers will covet a glittering treasure. Maybe you'll catch slaves and brag about whose slaves are prettier. Designated tribes are greedy, and there is a possibility of Designated tribes in this greed.

It's up to you how their greed turns out.

However, this characteristic can change depending on the evolution of history.

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"......."

I've gone through some deliberations.

‘It's a bit like me too. ’

What's what?

‘No, I'm just talking to myself. Hmm.'

I slowly raised the lion's weight.

Approaching the gilded stream, a group of muddy Goblin children find me and rush toward me.

- Kerr.

- Ketugger?

Goblins have fewer facial muscles than humans. My mouth was too big. A clown emerges. As a result, it's hard to recognize his face.

“Grrrr.”

I raised my front foot and hit the rocks in the stream. The Goblins panicked. But I struck my front foot several times, no matter how many times.

I broke all my claws in no time.

What are you doing?

‘Please wait.'

I pressed down on the mud with my ragged forefoot. Like a sucking brush, the lion's fur rises from the mud.

The Goblins stared at me with little regard to my actions that I didn't know in English.

“Grrr."

I approached the nearest little Goblin. The boy flinches as the shadow of the great lion casts. But I didn't run away or avoid.

“Gore. Grrrrr. Glug, glug."

‘That's right. That's great. Stay where you are. ’

Puck.

I rub the belly of the boy gently with my muddy forefoot. I curved my front foot like a window. Twitch. Every time I get buried in the mud, the little Goblin flinches.

- Ugh...

The messenger said:

- Are you drawing a tattoo?

Yes, it is.

"Yes."

I painted a swirling symbol of mud on the boy's body.

It's not just for this one kid. After finishing the whirlpool, you painted tattoos for the other Goblins.

“Gohor.”

I was bad at drawing with the feet of lions, not human hands. It was awkward because it was painted with wet mud, not fine paint. However, even though it was clumsy and clumsy, it was definitely a picture.

Finally, let's give all Goblins a tattoo.

- Kerr?

Goblins roam around each other like they're strange. Soon after, they began to play with each other in the mud, as if they had discovered a new toy.

- Glug! Glug, glug.

- Gerger!

Goblins splash in the stream. When the symbol was erased from the stream, the other children drew a new tattoo. The Goblins smile again after seeing that.

[The Designated People Open Their Eyes to the Beautiful!]]

[Designated tribes stop fascinated by the beauty of their bodies.]

The tower's voice echoes in your head.

[The Characteristics of the Designated People 'Victims of Racism’ Have Changed!]

[Designated tribe gains a new trait ‘Primitive Fashionista’!]

The letters came to mind before my eyes.

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[primitive fashionista]

Rank: E

Effect: Designated people look ugly! Seeing is disgusting. As a result, the designees are subject to all prejudices and misunderstandings and have a tremendous difficulty establishing healthy relationships with other races.

"Glug! We're ugly! ’So the designators invented a special culture." Then why don't you just wear something nice?’ It's about trying to cover your face with fashion.

Designated people draw various tattoos on green skin. The more beautiful the tattoo, the more fashionable the designator is among his peers. Congratulations, the designers now have a culture of fashion!

Bless the primitive fashionistas!

‘No matter how I decorate it, Goblins are Goblins. ’

Of course, it's another question of whether or not the fashion is recognized by other races.

However, this characteristic can change depending on the evolution of history.

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Okay. Okay.

I shed a satisfactory smile on the lion's jaw.

“Grrrr.”

It's a race war, so it's a fortress, but so is it.

Simply put, I just want to raise these kids as well as I can.

"Grrrgh, grrrgh, grrrgh, grrrgh! ”

"Hey, I will ascend your kind! ’

I roared vigorously.

- Kerkerke!

- Querke! Querke!

Goblins covered in mud danced around me.

How touching.

The messenger who watched all these sights from beginning to end muttered.

- No... I think they're just crazy... Don't tell me you guys aren't gonna end up with Kim Gong-ja version 2. You don't think some kind of freak like Duke Kim is going to turn into a faction, do you? Oh, you can't be serious. No way. Fantasy like that, hell can't happen in real life...

- Gurgle!

The great screams of the Goblins resound in a new settlement.