Goblin Kingdom

TL Note: Sorry for the delays, here’s the chapter for last week. There’ll be another chapter for this week. I’ll probably be posting it on Sunday.

[Race] Goblin

[Level] 11

[Class] Duke; Horde Chief

[Possessed Skills] >

[Divine Protection] Goddess of the Underworld, Altesia

[Attributes] Darkness, Death

[Skill] > invocated.

Your sight will be dyed in red.

I dodge the approaching spear without any effort. With a step, I close in on the orc. And with a thrust from the enchanted Iron Second, the orc’s stomach was pierced.

“GURUuAAAA!” screamed the orc.

With Iron Second still stuck, pierced into the orc’s body, I swung it up.

As that great steel sword rose, blood and guts scattered about in the air, and a literal rain of blood descended.

The falling rain of blood coupled with my resounding laughter, painted a dreadful, gruesome scene.

––– Why!? Why am I so excited!?

The cowering visage of the orcs filled me with jubilance. And my face twisted into a wicked smile of sadism.

––– KUHAHAHAHA! Die! Die! Dieeee!

I chased after the orc. It showed me its back. I swung my sword down, and its screams resounded. With its backs gouged out, its fell to the ground. And mercilessly, I crushed its head under the weight of my foot.

Turning my head, I went off for the last orc.

When I got close enough, I cut off its leg. Then I decapitated its shoulder, sending that piece flying with a fountain of blood in its trail.

As I crushed its head with my grip, a raging roar bellowed out from the pits of my guts.

Led by the voice within me, I had slaughtered a massacre, leaving the land dyed in red blood.

–––– No! What am I doing!?

[Skill]

Despite supposedly being a dog that had just snarled at me moments ago, drool dribbled out of the corners of its mouth as if saying, “I’m hungry.” It looked back on the corpse, and then it looked back up at me again. That questioning gaze seemed to be half-filled with the anticipation of being fed.

“Uu~u” begged the kobold again.

For the record, the one who begged a while ago was the kobold and not me, ok? You know… just in case.

I could have just chased it away, but being troubled, I threw it a slice of orc meat instead.

Like a trained dog, the kobold ran after the slice of orc meat, and as soon as it got it, it went back to my side.

And? What are you planning to do by coming back to me?

It looked like trouble, so I tried to shoo it away with my hand.

Somehow, it apparently misunderstood the sign, and instead it nodded at me, then it stuffed its cheeks full with the meat I’d just thrown it. It’d be troublesome if it continued to follow me around like this, so I went ahead and continued my search.

But in order to lure out the kobolds, I continued to wait somewhere near the orcs’ corpses until the clock struck nighttime.

Thinking that it’s almost time to head back home. I began to make way for the village. But then I heard footstep aside from mine echoing throughout the forest.

When I turned to look behind me, I saw the kobold looking up to me. Seeing me turn my head, it became curious, and it also turned its head to look behind it.

No, it’s you, it’s you.

“Why are you following me?” I asked.

The kobold tilted its head in response.

Why are you making a strange face?

“Strong,” replied the kobold as it pointed its finger at me.

“Bring me,” it continued, this time pointing to itself.

With my mind already exhausted, I didn’t feel like dealing with it anymore, and I just quietly continued to walk to the village like that.

The goblins and people of the village sent me curious gazes as they watched the kobold follow me with its unsteady steps. Fortunately, they didn’t ask anything.

“Oh, you’ve brought back something interesting with you,” commented Reshia when she saw the Kobold.

No one but Reshia anyway. Although for some reason her gaze looked unsatisfied as she looked at the Kobold swaying its tail as it sat there under my feet.

“Whatever,” I nonchalantly reply.

It’s a pain to explain.

“I want a pet too,” said Reshia.

Exactly what does Reshia think of this displeasing face of mine?

“Where do you place the kobolds amongst your people,” I asked.

At that, the usual discussion began.

Although Reshia considers me and other monsters to be in one group, she differentiates between us and the monsters who captured her and the other humans. That is to say that she recognizes us. With that as the topic of conversation, we passed the time talking for nearly an hour.

During that time, the kobold stretched itself on my feet as it made itself at home.

Seeing that, I quietly thought to myself, “bastard, you actually plan on staying!?”

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Kobold has been subordinated.

Youre level has risen.

11 => 12

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Author’s note:

It seems that there’s a legend that says that kobolds and goblins are the same thing. I’m purposely writing them as two different monsters however.

I suppose it could be considered as a therapeutic sort of monster.

If you could see it in real life, you might just get charmed.