37th
Hassan, a local from the swamp
037 ? Swamp Local Hassan #4
Goblin.
As for goblins, I had already encountered them when I was cleaning an abandoned temple. At that time, I had no idea that a battle would break out, so I panicked and was defeated by them.
Today, I, who had set out with the intention of killing and dealing with something, had a different resolution than what I would call it.
Kishik, sisisit.
Kissishit.
Those kids are just sitting there, not knowing what their fate will be.
A bunch of little punks covered in mud. Maybe they were looking at me and laughing, saying, “Look at that punk, he’s carrying three swords.”
What the hell, a goblin dares to make fun of the Samdoryu?
It is unacceptable.
“You devil’s little brats, I’ll show you my hatred that has been building up for days!”
So I drew two blades from my waist and charged at the goblin.
The sloppy floor was a bit annoying, but it wasn’t a problem for me since my stride was more than twice as wide as other people’s.
“Get out of here, you little shit!”
Sgung-.
So I cut off the head of a goblin.
Key, keyeeek!
The goblins’ bloodshot eyes, which had been floating in excitement as they were attacked by the scattered branches on the ground, were seen to be stained with confusion.
Of course, I was also embarrassed.
I felt a gnawing sensation in my bones, but my longsword cut through the goblin’s neck like it was tofu.
Was it so easy to cut through a living creature’s body? My new longsword seems to be quite good.
Or maybe it was my strength, with a strength score of 4, that created this miracle.
Kiss!
Cassette!
“What did you say to me now?
I swung my sword again at the goblins who were aiming crude arrows. I had never learned swordsmanship and had never held a weapon other than a rifle.
Phew, swoosh, shoo-!
Just by swinging the sword around recklessly using his physique and the reach of his longsword, the goblins’ necks, shoulders, arms, etc. were tossed around on the ground.
“Get behind, you little ones!”
Kiek!
Phew!
The goblin cubs fell down faster than expected.
Some of them started running away with their butts exposed, but I have absolutely no intention of forgiving those guys.
This is a do-or-die melee.
Even if it looks ugly and ridiculous, if you don’t want to die, you have to kill the opponent somehow.
In this melee, there is no room for any other sentiments, such as thinking about style or respect for life.
“You’re right, you little shit!”
Ssung-. Choaaa-!
Only when all the goblins blocking my way were gone did I finally have the chance to turn my head to see what the others were doing.
Then, you see some guys struggling with a couple of goblins hanging from their bodies.
“Renee! How! Do something! Sister Renee is the best at using a knife among us!”
“What should I do? Just swing something!”
“Hey, don’t touch there! Who, who’s going to look at this!”
What the hell, those guys. Are they really Bronze Tier? They wear fancy armor and swords, and still get beat up by goblins. Of course, they were putting in a lot of effort, but honestly, it was below expectations.
Maybe the Bronze Tier rank itself was extremely overrated within me.
Thanks to this, the score for the adventurer race itself is gradually lowered within me.
“It’s time for me to use my silent totem!”
At that moment, Luna’s voice was heard from somewhere, making a solemn pledge. When I rolled my eyes again, I saw Luna engaged in a life-or-death duel with a goblin.
Luna took out something like a thick, long stick that she had been hiding inside her long raincoat.
In fact, to be precise, it is more appropriate to call it a batana club rather than a stick, and it has a strangely engraved shape of a human face on it, so it looks like a small jangseung (totem pole).
A silent totem?
I was half expecting it because Luna, Knox’s daughter, had a decent performance.
Kissy!
“Joe, be quiet!”
Luna swung it around and hit the goblin in the head.
Got it!
The goblin, struck by a merciless blow, fell to the ground, convulsed several times, and then fell silent without even making a slight noise.
Shit, so that’s why it’s a silence totem. It’s just a club.
“Hatsan! Watch your back!”
At that moment, Luna’s shout brought me back to my senses. Then I saw a goblin rushing towards me from behind, swinging a rusty dagger at me.
Kiss me! Shit me!
“A surprise attack!? I won’t be trampled like this!”
I swung my arm. However, the goblin was quite agile and dodged my sword blade and swung down with the dagger.
Shit, this is going to hurt a little bit. When you’re feeling so awkward.
Pyeong-.
Somewhere, a bullet slicing through the air is heard, and the goblin’s head is shattered as if it had been hit by a bomb.
“Hassan of Samaria. Truly a violent man. Like a wild beast swinging its horns indiscriminately.”
“Hey, Hippolyte-.”
“It seems like it was true that you slaughtered about a hundred goblins? That’s impressive for an Iron Tier.”
What the hell, did you just flick a rock the size of a fingernail with your finger and fire it? It’s not like it’s some kind of magic missile. This is fucking scary.
The score that had been lowered for the Adventurer race has risen again and been listed.
No matter how strong I become, I don’t think I can become like that. Can that be called a human in the first place?
* * *
The twenty adventurers slaughtered a total of about forty goblins.
Without further ado about pursuing the escaped ones, we recovered the loot of the dead goblin corpses, including fangs and other miscellaneous items.
However, as expected of swamp-dwelling bastards, the only things they have are rusty daggers and wooden arrows, and it is actually a waste to harvest them to increase your load.
“Hey, shit. That’s the goblin I killed.”
“Hey, do you have any proof?”
“Evidence? Here, from the left side of the neck to the right side, there’s a clean cut. That’s the evidence.”
A member of the Sword Maidens harvesting fangs from a goblin whose body I cut in half. As I growl at the goblin with all my might, the goblin immediately trembles and backs away.
“Ugh… .”
“Get out. Where did you learn all these bad things?”
He frowned as if he had something to say, but he soon returned to where his group was without saying anything.
Shit, how can you covet someone else’s stuff and then get angry at them? This reminds me of my sister. My sister also got angry at someone else when she did something wrong. What a vicious bitch.
Anyway, the total number of fangs recovered was forty. I slaughtered ten goblins by myself, so it was a big harvest. With this, I had already earned forty coppers.
Last time, I barely managed to kill five of them despite being badly wounded, and then collapsed from exhaustion. This time, I killed ten of them, but I was out of breath and not injured at all.
Shit, you’ve grown up, Hassan! This is the power of Level 9! No, is this the power of the Three Swords!?
“Look, Hassan. I’ve got two! Phew! I feel so powerful. What is it?”
Luna is very happy as she pulls out the fangs from the goblin’s mouth. It’s amazing that I killed ten goblins, but it’s even more surprising that that Luna guy took down two of them.
Well, he did show some talent for murder when he smashed a rock into someone’s head. Maybe he’ll become a famous serial killer someday.
So the goblin corpses and the pile of loot were roughly finished.
“Ugh, ugh. Ah, it hurts-.”
“It won’t be life-threatening. It penetrated, but missed vital organs.”
In one corner, Hippolyte, who was checking the condition of the coachman who was hit by an arrow, gains insight into the overall situation and gives instructions.
“Report any injuries or stolen property before sundown today.”
As expected of a Silver Tier, she was doing her job with aplomb, and there was no Alpha Girl out there. It seemed like there was a lot of boring talk going on about procedures and reports, so my attention was soon diverted elsewhere.
Swish, slap, slap-.
“Huh!”
As I approached, the priestess trembled in surprise as if she had met some kind of thug. Then she flattened herself on the ground and kowtowed to me.
“Hey, how’s it going here? Dad, I’m sorry for showing you my lacking side. I didn’t think you’d show up all of a sudden… .”
“…yes?”
From my perspective, being suddenly bowed to, I felt bewildered and at the same time, inexplicable guilt.
What the hell, I have to feel guilty just for approaching a woman.
What kind of a ritual is this all of a sudden? Is it a religious act? As I was lost in thought, the woman soon got up from the floor, wiped the dust and mud off her body with her palm, and said.
“Oh, sorry… I mistook you for someone else. This kind of situation… This happens often when you can’t see. Don’t worry about it.”
“I see. Then could you please move your feet? There’s a goblin corpse underneath.”
“Oh, I see.”
Hehe, a goblin corpse that no one took care of. I’ll get 4 coppers! As I was retrieving the goblin fangs with that in mind, the priestess who had been staring at me blankly spoke to me.
Oh, of course, looking down means that’s how I feel. She said she can’t see.
“Hassan, you are Hassan? You seem like a great warrior, but goblins are raiding a wagon with a missing wheel in the swamp. Is this a coincidence?”
“Then do you think the goblins deliberately set a trap?”
“That may be so… The world is changing so rapidly. It wouldn’t be strange if goblins learned how to set traps.”
Cassandra, a priestess of Delphi, seemed uneasy and surprised by the goblins’ collective and strategic actions.
Of course, when I hear that, I just think, “Oh, that’s just how it is.” In the first place, the very idea that there are goblins is a very strange story to me.
Those kids who are strange in their very existence, it’s not strange no matter how strange their actions are.
* * *
“Okay, I think it would be good to camp here. The ground is solid, so it’s a good place. What do you think, Department Head?”
“I’ll just follow Miss Hippolyte’s advice. As the night deepens, it’ll be dangerous to run through the mud. There’s a spring nearby, so we can take turns washing our dirty equipment and bodies.”
“Then let’s unpack here. Everyone, prepare to camp!”
Following the advice of the two Silver Tier adventurers, the carriage stopped in a fairly wide open space and unloaded the luggage and people.
“It’s an abandoned temple.”
Cassandra mutters to herself. Even though she can’t see, she somehow knows more about how the world works than I do.
“Look here, Hassan. These are stone statues. If we break these, won’t something come out inside?”
At that moment, Luna pointed with her finger at the statues that were corroded and broken here and there. Perhaps she was remembering the time when she was cleaning the temple.
“Breaking a statue? You shouldn’t do such a blasphemous thing.”
At Cassandra’s insistence, Luna hid the silence totem she was holding back inside her robe. As a bonus, I also put my sword back into its scabbard. I don’t know what’s really inside.
It seems that breaking a stone statue in front of others is a forbidden act. After all, only a person who is extremely irreverent or a member of a hostile religion would do something like breaking a religious symbol.
“Statue of the Goddess -. The scythe in her hand -. This is the temple of Ceres.”
Cassandra runs her hand over the rough surface of the stone statues, making a thud, thud. As she does, Hippolyta, a warrior woman with a red cloak, approaches her and asks her a question.
“Priestess of Delphi. I plan to camp here today. Do you have any oracles?”
“Nothing in particular.”
“Okay, then let’s camp here. Let’s unpack and get ready for the night.”
So we finished preparing for the camp and sat in groups of three or four around the campfire, sharing the provisions we had brought.
My share of dinner was biscuits so hard I was afraid they would break my teeth unless I dissolved them in water. They were like rocks.
This is more of a weapon than food. If I hit the head with this, won’t the kid in front of me die? – I’m seriously worried about that.
“Oh, it’s uncomfortable to eat.”
Even Luna, who loved things like jelly pie and menta chocolate, had difficulty with this hardness.
“We lost several water jugs in the battle with the goblins. Eat something hard for dinner tonight.”
Suddenly-.
However, just looking at Hippolyte biting into it like eating chocolate, Juji naturally shrank. What kind of human jaw strength is that? Is it a hippopotamus?
After finishing the meal that seemed to be reducing HP in a hasty manner, Hippolyte called everyone together and shouted in a loud voice.
“Well, it looks like you’ve almost finished eating, so focus. I’ll call out the list of people on night watch that I discussed with the department head!”
Shit, night watch.
Fortunately or unfortunately, I was picked in the second round.
I hate being in the second round. Shit, I have to be deployed right after the first round ends, so it’s an awkward order where I can’t even sleep.
Of course, it’s better than Luna’s comment #2. And Luna’s comment #2 is also better than that little horse over there.
“Malco-kun. We’re going to be sharing the same tent. We’re going to have a fun night. Let’s have a social night together.”
“Hee, hee! Mercury! Don’t put me to the test!”
Shit, poor little brat. But I’m so glad it’s not me who’s in that position. I should’ve paid my debt on time.
“Wow, Hassan is really good at making tents. He’s the best I’ve ever seen. He’s on the same level as our Ideophee Elder.”
I finished building a cramped two-person A-type tent. In fact, I wasn’t satisfied with it because I didn’t have enough materials and it was crudely made, but Luna was really excited inside.
“It’s so cozy. There’s no wind. Just covering it with a raincoat makes such a difference. And these are fluorescent fireflies! What do you think? This makes the inside of the tent a little brighter? I caught a few after dinner.”
Luna smiles brightly, hanging a small glass bottle on the top of the tent. Inside, an unknown bug buzzes and emits a faint light.
“Wouldn’t that be better? Sharing a tent with me.”
“Why? What could possibly go wrong?”
“No, usually women use it with other women, and men use it with other men.”
“I, I don’t want to be with those virgin girls.”
It’s common for fixed parties to share the same tent, but some people are reluctant to do so if the genders are different. However, Luna doesn’t seem to care about that.
“I also like that the tent here is spacious.”
“Well, that’s natural, since I’m big.”
“The floor is soft too. It’s like a hotel bed! Where did you learn all this?”
“There was someone I knew who was a bit picky in bed.”
“If it’s someone you knew, a former colleague? A hometown friend?”
Shit, can you even consider Elfriede a colleague? So, while I was unable to answer right away, Luna yawned and stretched, then collapsed on the floor.
“Ugh-. I’m sleepy and tired. I feel tired after washing up in the spring.”
Flutter-.
The wind pushed up her crude raincoat, revealing her white flesh. Her slightly protruding belly and round belly button, perhaps because she had just eaten dinner, caught my eye.
When I look at the girl’s white skin, the soft warmth and smooth texture of the past naturally come to mind.
At the same time, my heart started pounding violently and my face and lower body felt hot.
“Hassan, I wanted to keep wearing it since it was the one you bought me. But I think it’s a bit uncomfortable to sleep with a raincoat on. I guess I’ll have to take it off when I sleep.”
No, you’re taking off your uniform there? What the hell are you going to do to me?
However, unlike my worries, Luna giggled as if she knew nothing.
“Thank goodness Hassan made the tent well. My whole body was aching and I thought I was going to die. The carriage was hard and my butt hurt. I think I got a rash on my arm and waist because I swung the silence totem.”
Luna groans, pressing the soft flesh on her sides and arms.
I looked at the guy’s white, smooth armpits and a thought suddenly occurred to me and I blurted it out without any self-control.
“… Should I let you go?”
“…huh?”
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Dear owners, this is Dobi Michuri.. Tsk tsk ㅠㅠㅠ… You may ask why I’m crying all of a sudden, but strangely, whenever I write a review, tears just flow out. Hehe!!
Anyway, I think I’ll make a decent profit this week for the first month of serialization thanks to the exposure effect of the tube. Of course, it’s all thanks to the readers who read my articles with interest, hoeeeeeek!!
In fact, as I said in the review of episode 1, this article is written with the motto of being a good read when you have some spare time after watching other fun things.
That’s why I’m trying to write relatively lightly without feeling burdened. You can think of it as half hobby and half livelihood.. But I’ll work hard to write so that you don’t waste your time reading…ㅠㅠ
Anyway, if possible, I want to draw illustrations often and increase the number of fun and attractive characters..!! Right now, it feels like Luna is struggling too much on her own.. I think it would be a bit more of a division of labor…
The most important thing is that the next rice cake is definitely hot and delicious, and I will bake it well… As a rice cake baking theology student, I’m definitely going to get struck by lightning and die someday… Hehehe ㅜㅜ!!!
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