The Peerless Kobold - Chapter 242
The human-faced sores that attached itselves into Brave’s body continuously spat out black flames, burning the bleeding wounds raw.
“Guuuh!? Gigiruh!!” (Guuuh!? Here goes nothing!!)
Recognizing this as a critical moment, the former goblin hero ignored the intense pain and pushed his light-covered greatsword through the Nightmare’s core and shot out a burst of holy attribute magic through the blade to break the stalemate.
“Rukure gadoasu!!” (Be swallowed by the light!!)
“Gugiya, ugiiiih, aaaaaa…..h, uu, a….u….”
Overflowing with dazzling light from within, the hideous Nightmare crumbled away. Meanwhile, the skeletons entangled in the silver threads and the opponent Sword was fighting also fell apart with a dry sound.
After the flash of light that ripped through the darkness faded, Brave, who knelt in a pool of blood, looked less like a goblin and more like a demon as a pair of magnificent horns peeked out from his silver hair.
Name: Brave (♂)
Race: Ogre-ized Goblin
Class: Luchs Gladiator
Skill: Battlecry (Demon Race Strengthening), Intermediate Magic (Holy), Elementary Magic (Fire), Holy Light, Flame Slash, Saint’s Resurrection, Breath (Light/Fire), Horn Hiding (Humanization), Arm Strengthening (Intermediate/ Effect is instantaneous)
Title: Book-loving Greatsword User
Weapon: Burnt up Grimoire
Armament: Leather Armor, Grimoire (A Fool’s Prayer)
(Guh, my body feels uncomfortable all over, it hurts…)
After wiping the greasy sweat from his forehead, Brave placed his hand on his side which had been bitten and visualized the magic circle as described in the book, “A Fool’s Prayer” which was written by the saint Astraus who dedicated himself to a lifelong research of healing techniques. This enabled him to use the intermediate spell “Recovery Light”, which he was previously unable to use due to his lack of fine mana control, to recover from his injuries.
“Gizurukuadoa… Giuuruzu, gigiu?” (Your wounds have healed, but… Are you okay, Brave?)
“Zetorasu raasudoharu tozeruagio” (On the contrary, I actually feel quite energized.)
As he stood up with a tired look on his face, Brave staggered and had to cling onto Sword’s shoulder for support as he faced Kaede who quietly approached them.
“Hnn, you look quite manly now.”
“…Gadora diseruzu” (…And that’s a good thing?)
“It wouldn’t hurt to be honest and admit that you’re happy sometimes.”
She sighed inwardly at the naivety and awkwardness of her two companions. Then, with a dignified air and her eyes downcast, she recited the requiem in a clear voice to put the souls of the dead to rest.
In response to the mysterious power which spread throughout the plaza, a white haze rose from the skeletons and corpses which were strewn about and pure souls which had been cleared of impurities ascended beyond the evening sky.
“Giosuagyaua nirusuregiaru.” (The color of human and goblin souls look similar.)
“Senedoa redoraurea, guido.” (I heard they go to the same destination too, Sword.)
The two goblins closed their eyes and offered a silent prayer as they remembered a similar scene where she also sent away the souls of their fallen brethren who lost in the battle in the goblin village.
“Now then, you should go back too.”
After performing the requiem, Kaede spoke softly to the child’s soul in her arms which floated and danced in the night sky. The spirit, with its white tail in tow, headed towards the direction of the moon that shone brightly in the sky.
Meanwhile, by the side of the road which was a little farther from the abandoned village that was bathed in the pale twilight, Muriel who was clad in a thick winter coat snuggled up against the huge, fluffy silver wolf for warmth.
“Hnn, I know we had to leave that pretty black-haired lady… But I wonder if she’s alright?”
She should be fine, that thing was an unusual monster after all.
In response to her musing, Archer used one of his thick claws and did his best to write on the ground using the common language, but… he found it to be quite difficult.
Still, it was much better than having to transform back into a kobold every time and put on his mask of telepathy just to talk, so he figured that he just had to endure it and carved the words to the ground.
We didn’t need to get involved this time, so just rest up instead of worrying about other people.
When he added that he would wake her mercilessly when they would trade places to become the night watch, Muriel quieted down and meekly shut her eyes. Thus, they spent the night peacefully despite having a close encounter just moments ago.
The next morning, they continued traveling and only encountered weak monsters along the way and safely arrived in the town of Velheim within the Schwarck territory.
