The Peerless Kobold - Chapter 116
The Goblin Fighter stabbed at the gap in the Elven knight’s light armor and split his abdomen, twisting the blade to stir his insides from the wound opening.
“Guuh, dammit!!”
“Gii!? Giiah… ah…”
The knight grimaced in pain but managed to grab hold of the dagger hanging by his waist, stabbing the warrior-class goblin between the eyebrows to end his life, but…
“GIUUUUUUAAAAAAAH!!” (GO TO HELL!!)
“Augh… gahah, hiughh…”
Immediately afterwards, another Goblin Fighter jumped in and ripped the knight’s throat open with his crude short sword, delivering a fatal blow.
A little distance beside them, the Elven knight who had been stabbed in the thigh during the surprise attack fought back hard, cutting down one of the Goblin Fighters as he brandished his sword. And then, as he glared at the warrior-type goblin who had slashed his comrade’s throat…
“Giurea gugiruauh!!” (Your back is wide open!!)
“Gugah, uu, ua…”
The Goblin Fighter who had been circling the injured knight and waiting for the chance when his movement slowed down, stabbed his opponent from the back through the heart with his longsword, immediately killing him.
Meanwhile, the large goblin carrying a greatsword on his shoulder charged alone at one of the Elven knights who dared to look back as he tried to run, and cut him down with one slash.
“GAAAAAAAH!!” (SLASH!!)
“Gaah!? Uwaaaaah!”
Not waiting for his opponent to fall over, he kicked him away and closed the distance with the other Elf who ran ahead as he brandished his great sword that had begun to faintly glow.
“Giauoah, guerugiuh!!” (Cut him to pieces, Brilliant Blade!!)
Using the momentum of his wide turn, the Goblin Brave unleashes a flurry of sweeping strikes.
“Guuughhh! Nggh!?”
Even the knight who stepped backwards to gain some distance away from the opponent as he could not go against them with the slender blade that the Elves used, was followed by the slash of light as it flew towards him.
“Gaaah, aah, uughhh…”
Because he was aware of the coming attack, he was able to avoid it with a paper-thin margin. However, the light blade directly ripped his chest and the Elven knight fell down while spurting out blood… And so, the only ones left standing were the goblins.
“Giaoau? Gigiu.” (Is that all of them? Brave.)
“Guh, giugu…” (Hnn, you…)
The appearance of the Goblin Sword who called out to him after the fight changed in the blink of an eye. His skin had turned from green to a bluish-white hue, his large nose had somewhat become smaller, and his pointed ears had become a bit more rounded. His appearance had become closer to that of humans, except there were two horns growing out of his forehead.
“Giu, garesuagiah…” (Aaah, I can feel the power flowing through me!)
Name: Sword (♂)
Race: Goblin
Rank: G. Sword Master
Skill: Ambidextrous Arm Strengthening (Medium/Instantaneous), Thunderbolt Sword, Elementary Magic (Thunder)
Title: Master Swordsman
Weapon: Dual Swords (Main), Throwing Knife (Auxiliary 1), Dagger (Auxiliary 2)
Armament: Leather Armor
Auxiliary: Cloak
“… Gigiugia.” (Lord Brave.)
A Goblin Fighter interrupts the conversation between the large goblin and the tall, skinny goblin.
“Gyaua?” (What is it?)
“GIusureuaru, gie garegyuuesu.” (It’s about that forest b***h, but there’s no hope for her anymore.)
“Gia, gaurua giuaru… Gyauruo gugiaouu kyuaueru!” (Well, that’s quite unfortunate… Anyway, strip them bare and let’s head back!)
Under Brave’s orders, the fallen Elves were stripped of their arms and clothing, and the four Goblins retreated, leaving the corpses of their fallen comrades as well. Since this was strictly the Elve’s territory, they, the elite members of the Goblin Tribe made up of only the evolved species, had no need to stay longer.
… And even after they left her alone and retreated, Aristia was still surprisingly alive.
“Uugh, nnngghhh…”
The queen of the Porcelain Elves was so deeply connected with the World Tree that she was able to share its life force and survive. However, the wound inflicted on her body was so much that it could not forcefully speed-up her metabolism to heal her fatal wound, and her consciousness slowly sank into darkness…
Unconscious, Aristia was then found and captured by the slavers who had been targeting the Elves in the nearby forest by binding her extremities and fitting her with a demon-sealing collar.
