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The goblin in that estranged group that was with the protagonist when he defeated an orc. He is currently a noble class, the highest amongst the protagonist's subordinates. He prefers to use the spear.
[Goblin] Gi Gu
The former leader of the village. He was pressured by the protagonist in his goblin noble form, and was added to his subordinates. He uses the long sword, and is relatively smart for a goblin rare. Became a goblin noble in chapter 39.
[Goblin] Gi Gi
He evolved while hunting spear deer with the protagonist.
He prefers to use the axe. His goblin class is rare.
[Goblin] Gi Go
A goblin with many wounds on his body. The food of his horde was stolen by the gray wolves, so he made a decision to follow the protagonist. He is the most experienced amongst the goblin rares. His weapon is a curved katana. He acts like a samurai.
Recently became a noble, and received the divine protection of the Sword God, Ra Baruza.
[Goblin] Gi Za
The druid goblin rare that recently joined them.
[Goblin] Gi Ji
A goblin rare. He evolved in chapter 37 after hunting with Gi Ga. He has the <> skill which makes him great for scouting.
[Goblin] Gi Do
Druid. Uses wind magic.
[Goblin] Gi Jii
Goblin Rare. From Gi Gu's Faction. He is known for his <> which allows him to see his opponent's weakness.
[Goblin] Gi Da
Goblin Rare. From Gi Ga's faction. Notable skills are <> and <>.
[Goblin] Gi Zu.
Goblin Rare. The goblin favored by the Mad God (Zu Oru). Has the <> skill.
[Goblin] Gi Zo
Druid. Water magician.
[Goblin] Gi De
Leader of Paradua, one of the four goblin tribes and are known for their use of rider-beasts, which are essentially giant tigers.
Leader of Gaidga, one of the four goblin tribes and are known for their valor and brutish strength.
Receiver of the title, The First Archer. He is the second in command in Ganra, one of the four tribes known for their rare ability amongst goblins to use bows.
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Reshia Fel Zeal (17 years-old)
The priestess known as the saint. As the Healing Goddess' follower, she lives to spread the word and teach righteousness. She has the divine protection of the goddess, and can heal others.
Lili (21 years-old)
She studied the famous sword style, Zweil Style, in the capital. She has sworn fealty to Reshia. And while she may have lost to the protagonist in one hit, she has proven herself strong enough to easily defeat three normal goblins.
Mattis (26 years-old)
The second son of a farmer. He's largely responsible for drying the meat to preserve them.
Chinos (24 years-old)
The third son of a farmer. He plows the fields and is close to Mattis.
Keifel (28 years-old)
An adventurer who took on a request to escort Reshia through the Forest of Darkness. He's strong enough that he could easily wield a steel great sword, but the protagonist still managed to kill him.
Zeon (32 years-old)
A follower of Ativ. He specializes in fire magic. In his battle against the protagonist, he used his fire magic, but still lost. In the end, he tried to blow himself up along with the protagonist, but the protagonist's words agitated him, causing him to lose the opportunity.
Tinra (23 years-old)
A villager. She is one of the women used by the goblins as a breeding machine that the protagonist killed.
Ashtal Do Germion (59 years-old)
The king that rules the western region of the continent in which the Forest of Darkness and the connecting borders are included. He is a powerful ruler with seven holy knights under him. He has recently ordered three of those holy knights to search for the saint.
Gowen Ranid (45 years-old)
The feudal lord that rules over the region next to the Forest of Darkness. As one of the country's strongest powers, he is renowned as the Iron-Armed Knight. He is currently leading his soldiers in a quest to find the saint.
Gulland Rifenin (31 years-old)
A former adventurer. As one of the country's strongest powers, he is renowned as the Storm Knight. He'd been stationed in the northern mountains, but the king called him back to send him off in a quest for the saint.
Gene Marlon (24 years-old)
As one of the country's strongest powers, he is renowned as Lightning-Fast Knight. He was previously stationed at the south, but the king called him back to send him on a quest to search for the saint. Killing is his favorite past-time. Whether it's a man, a demihuman or a monster, they're all just pieces of meat to be cut down before him.
Herculean Wyatt (40 years-old)
A member of the Blood Oath of the Flying Swallow. He specializes in handling great shields. He has a gentle personality, but beware for his anger isn't one to be taken lightly.
Mage Killer Mill (19 years-old)
A member of the Blood Oath of the Flying Swallow. She is an assassin that favors the use of talons. Renowned as the mage killer, she is a mage's worst nightmare.
Wand of Destruction Bellan (37 years-old)
A member of the Blood Oath of the Flying Swallow. He wields a fire staff. As a former knight, he cares a great deal about honor.
Hawk-Eyed Fick (31 years-old)
An adventurer with two names. He has exceptional perception and skill. He is currently searching through the Forest of Darkness under Gulland's lead.
The White Hand of Life (Previously translated as divine hands) (Age Unknown)
A priest robed in white. She specializes in healing and support. Her age, name, and origin are all unknown.
Vitz (25 years-old)
A talkative sword-wielding adventurer. He's actual strength isn't bad, but he's still far from being deserving of a second name.
Yugil (26 years-old)
An adventurer and an unwilling shield bearer. He might appear old, but he is actually still young.
Yoshu (26 years-old)
The younger brother of the slaves Gene purchased. The collar of obedience around his neck keeps him from going against Gene's orders. Healers are rare, so he's been made into a shield bearer.
Shumea (28 years-old)
The older sister of the slaves Gene purchased. The collar of obedience around her neck keeps her from going against Gene's orders. Contrast to her brother who bears a shield, she uses a spear.
The Goddess of the Underworld and the Goddess of Valor. As the goddess the snakes serve, she has given her blessing to the protagonist. She is a dangerous woman with her deep jealousy and fierce temperament.
The Goddess of Healing. She has given her blessing to Reshia. She has also warned the protagonist to protect her. Altesia might hate her, but she doesn't feel the same way toward Altesia.
Pitch Black (Verid)
A one-eyed red-eyed snake that belongs to the Goddess of the Underworld.
Known to the goblins as the Lord of Decay. He is one of the snakes that fought the world with the Goddess of the Underworld.
The elven woman Gene purchased. She became a slave after running away from her tribe.
The protagonist managed to tame her by giving her orc corps and other meat as bait.
She is a fortuitous kobold who somehow managed to become the leader of her pack.
As the pup of the gray wolves, she has been given the elven name that means lady of the lake. Reshia, Lili, and other children and women are quite taken by her lovely fur.
As the pup of the gray wolves, he has been given the name of a wise human monarch that means sovereign of the wind's howls. His uninhibited personality leads him to battle Hasu for ranks on a daily basis.
A timid orc. Gol Gol had taken a liking for him despite his small body. After Gol Gol died, he led the orcs to the west, but the protagonist managed to capture them.
The orc king that attacked the village. He is a berserker who can use skills. He was defeated by the protagonist.
Volume 2: Chapter 92 – Cavalry Status Race Goblin Level 21 Class King; Ruler Possessed Skills Ruler of the Demon Children of Chaos; Defiant Soul; World Devouring Howl; Swordsmanship A-; Dominator; King's Soul; Ruler's Wisdom III; Household of the Gods; One-Eyed Snake's Evil Eye; The King's Dance at the Edge of Death; Magic Manipulation; Soul of the Berserk King; Third Impact (The Third Chant); Instinct; Blessing of the Underworld Goddess Divine Protection Goddess of the Underworld (Altesia) Attributes Darkness; Death Subordinate Beasts High Kobold Hasu (Lv1); Gastra (Lv20); Cynthia (Lv20); Orc King (Bui) (Lv40) Abnormal Status Blessing of the One-Eyed Snake; Protection of the Twin-Headed Snake
I swept with the long sword in my hand.
That elven maiden dampened the mood a bit, but with the humans no longer able to stand united, the war was coming to an end.
I don’t know about the others’ situation, but as far as this place here is concerned, the humans have been scattered. Some of them fight, while others run.
As I hunted the crowd of confused humans, I looked around me.
The other goblins should be coming now if everything went well.
As I thought that and looked ahead, I smacked my lips.
“Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy.”
A group of humans headed my way as they tried to leave the forest. I brandished my black-flame clad sword and faced them.
One of them came thrusting with a spear. I cut him down, then threw him away. In no time at all, those who followed him all turned into corpses.
Each time I stirred up a blood bath among the humans, power would come gushing forth from the depths of my body. The air felt thicker, and it felt like no matter how much I moved, my body wouldn’t tire. Like that I swung my sword and cut down the enemy. The trees of the forest rustled. The grass growing from the land, the thorny vines blocking the human, the leaves of the many branches above me… they all rustled as the wind passed, and each time the wind blew, it felt like something was supporting me.
The wind blowing from the forest gathered around me then scattered to the four directions.
I don’t really understand, but it’s not a bad feeling. I swung my sword as Instinct dictated, and I turned the humans into a sea of death. The corpses for the isles, the blood for the waters. Steam rose as fresh blood splattered onto my burning body.
Whenever I would look down at the humans, they would back away. When I took a breather for just one moment, the trace of white breath coming from my mouth rose up to the heavens.
“U, Uwaaaah!” Finally, one of the humans screamed and ran, and then the rest followed suit. My blade mercilessly penetrated their defenseless backs.
Though still in the embrace of the night god, rays of sunlight shone as the cavalry watched from outside the forest. Of the many soldiers outside the forest, the one responsible for the cavalry was Gowen’s most trusted retainer, Corseo. He had served Gowen for many years now, and the long time spent in battle has left deep wrinkles upon his face. He was a taciturn man. So much so that it was said he would not laugh in the presence of the younger soldiers, but they respected him all the same.
The morning dew greeted the plains.
The place they were standing upon now was also once part of the Forest of Darkness. But under their orders, they had cut down monsters, and were cut down in turn, all to expand their land and open a path to a blessed land.
Corseo sat within a simple tent meant only to endure the cold of the night as he ate a simple meal and glared at the forest.
“How is it, Commander?” The young soldier who acted as a messenger said as he brought medicine to the taciturn commander. The medicine the messenger brought was something akin to tea. By drying Shigeru leaves and boiling them in hot water, then drinking them, one could increase the flow of blood, improving one’s health. That was one of the so-called blessings of the forest.
The man who pioneered that tea was none other than the respected knight and feudal lord, Gowen Ranid, who himself was currently risking his life in the forest.
“We might have recovered the saint, but don’t let your guard down just yet. Have everyone be ready to sortie out any time.”
The saint, Reshia Fel Zeal. The girl who received the oldest name in the tower, Fel Zeal, and the title of ‘Saint’. At first glance she appears to be no different from your average girl, but her face and figure and even the way she moved was unusually refined. Despite that, when Corseo saw her tearful face, he couldn’t help but find her pitiful.
She was young enough to be his daughter. Yet it was to such a young girl that such a solemn fate had been burdened. Just what was that god thinking giving her such a fate? He’d heard she had gone back safely despite having been kidnapped by the monsters, but…
“The holy knight, Master Gulland, is setting off for the capital. Shall we send them off?”
Corseo thought for a moment as he looked at the forest, then he shook his head.. “No need. It is enough to wish them a safe trip.”
With this that girl’s safety should be ensured. All that’s left now are the soldiers that entered the forest.
Corseo didn’t think the soldiers could possibly lose under Gowen’s command, but things didn’t seem to be going well according to the messenger that dropped by a few days ago.
“We should send them some materials again.”
Horsemen could ride to and fro the cleared out road of the forest to send the necessary goods to the nearest village, yet there had been no news since last night.
Yuan and the young platoon leaders were tasked with the vanguard, while they, the cavalry, were tasked with watching the exit of the forest. It was a foolproof battle formation meant to secure the forest, yet for some reason, Corseo just couldn’t rid himself of this strange unease.
He looked up at the flag of the feudal lord of the west. On it was a horizontally drawn long sword and above it a helmet. That was the crest of Gowen Ranid. Yet even as that glorious flag swayed with the wind, it seemed like clouds would come.
When Corseo looked up to the sky, it suddenly dawned on him that clouds had crept up over him cavalry without his knowing. The sword and the helmet swayed powerless against the blowing wind.
“Commander!” The horseman that left to scout the outskirts of the forest came back hurriedly to report to Corseo. Without even batting an eye for the usually necessary courtesies, the soldier took off his helmet and quickly spoke. “The attack force led by Lord Gowen has been destroyed by the monsters!”
“What!?” Lord Gowen!?” Corseo said angrily in shock.
The already pale soldier went even paler at Corseo’s seemingly angry reaction. “Lord Gowen appears to be holding the line to allow the others to run away, but… There’s no telling whether he’s still alive. The soldier I received this info from also died immediately after. His wounds were just too much.”
The severity of the situation made Corseo look up to the sky.
“…The surviving soldiers are headed here?”
“Due to an emergency situation, I am changing our mission. From here on the cavalry will head out to save the attack force! Gather everyone!”
Corseo didn’t watch the soldier hastily leave as he muttered out the name of the knight he so respected, “Lord Gowen…”
There were two problems Corseo was facing now. One was saving the soldiers, and the other was dealing with the intercepting monsters.
Donning his armor, Corseo made his way through the cavalry as he mounted himself on his steed.
Once in the forest, the greatest advantage of the cavalry, mobility, will be greatly reduced. According to the report, there were hordes of monsters waiting for them in the forest, but exactly how many was a mystery. If they were fighting in the plains, the heavy cavalry would be able to handle even 300 monsters just fine, but the problem would begin once they entered the forest. They were on a rescue mission after all, so it was only a given that they would eventually have to enter the forest.
The forest will greatly hinder their movements. A hastily built road has been built, but it wasn’t well-made. To the cavalry, the forest was essentially an execution ground made just for them, yet they would have to plunge into it if they were to save their fellow soldiers.
“Commander, First Battalion, Second Battalion, and the Third Battalion are good to go!” A young messenger said.
Corseo threw the flag at him. “Raise it.”
The flag in which was drawn a sword and a helmet was raised high up to the sky.
“Hear me, men!”
Soldiers mounted and donned in heavy armor were lined up as Corseo pointed his sword right at them. Behind him the young messenger waved the flag.
“The force led by Lord Gowen has been destroyed by a great horde of monsters!”
The soldiers faltered at his words, but Corseo brought them back.
“So we must then, as a shield of the people, and as the sword of salvation for our brothers, risk our lives!”
The faltering soldiers were quickly silenced by Corseo’s words.
“Those fearful of you, leave! Those who cling to their lives, leave!”
Corseo raised up his sword.
“We are the shield of the people!”
At Corseo’s words, the heavy cavalry responded altogether.
“We are the shield of the people!” They said.
“We are the sword of the people!” Corseo said.
“We are the sword of the people!” They followed.
Corseo had no power over the sun, but the brilliance of his tempered sword struck through the clouds in the sky.
When Corseo saw that enough morale had been stirred, he gave out his orders. He sent out several men to contact the fief, while others he sent out to monitor the forest and scout.
Because the attack force was destroyed, they had no idea where the monsters or the surviving soldiers would be coming from, so reconnaissance would be necessary. Corseo left only 50 cavalries with him along the main road, while everyone else was sent to scout.
“Commander!” A soldier cried out as he pointed.
When Corseo turned to look at the direction the soldier was pointing at, what he saw was a monster he had never seen before. In some ways it certainly looked like a goblin, but it was huge.
That bellowing howl seemed to devour the very heavens and the earth itself.
“Where are our allies!?”
About 10 soldiers could be seen running from deep within the forest, but one of them was quickly killed when a spear came flying from behind, skewering that soldier as it entered him.
“Save us!” The soldiers cried for help as a sword clad in flames of black struck at them from behind to tear their armor apart like sheets of paper. Blood splattered and their corpses were crushed underfoot. Then another soldier running away was taken by the leg and then smashed into the ground.
*Squash, sounded the body as it met the earth and bloomed a red flower. Another soldier was thrown to the stem of that flower. And when a soldier tripped and tumbled, the monster’s tail came whipping to crush him dead.
“U-Uwaah!?” A soldier cried out as he found himself tripping over a treeroot, but the only thing that greeted him next was the monster’s fist. The soldiers squirmed as they screamed, yet the sword kept coming for their legs.
In no time at all, the 10 soldiers running were all turned into corpses… Or almost, at least. Two of them breathed yet, but it was only a matter of time before the monster would claim their lives.
By the time Corseo came to, his hands were gripping the reins of his horse tightly.
—We will lose if we go.
That monster knew that they couldn’t fight properly inside the forest. That’s why it was taking its time to kill those last two. It was observing how they would react.
“Commander! We have to save our allies!”
—I know, but if we go, we will surely lose.
Corseo’s hands gripped his horse’s reigns so hard they started shaking.
“No! I don’t want to die! Save me!!!” That soldier crawled on the floor and cried out as he reached for the cavalry, but the sword clad in the flames of hell pierced him from behind.
“Commander!! We became soldiers to protect the people!” One of the soldiers around him said.
Corseo knew about that soldier and the others with him. Their families were killed by monsters. It’s not an uncommon story, and in fact, at least half of the soldiers here had the same story. Corseo was like a father to them as he taught them sword-fighting, horseriding, and even the taste of liquor.
“We are a sword of salvation to our allies… right?” Corseo said.
“Yes!” The soldier responded.
Unsheathing his sword, Corseo pointed at the monster.
“—Charge! Save our allies!”
Corseo led 50 cavalries to subjugate the monster.
The soldiers involved in the initial raid are here, but the other goblins haven’t caught up yet.
I guess it’s not that easy.
But it can’t be helped, it’s not an easy battle after all. Besides, just because we have the advantage doesn’t mean everything will go our way. That’s just the sort of thing battle is.
I don’t think they’d lose though…
The cavalry is getting closer.
I’ll have to take them down here. The armor they’re wearing has the same thickness as those armors made of iron and the weapon they’re using has the brilliance of a lance.
Taking out the spear from the back of a soldier, I carried it on my other hand. A sword in one hand, a spear in the other. This’ll be quick.
Clouds of dust stirred up as the horses’ hooves beat against the ground. The white breath breathing out of their mouths left a trail of white as they galloped onwards, and their disheveled manes rustled wildly with their hastened gait. Mounted on each one of them was a soldier equipped with an iron armor and a lance in one hand, dazzling brilliantly, eager to pierce me. Their eyes bloodshot, when they opened their mouths, what came out was a ghastly cry that seemed like their very souls were being strained.
Shifting the center of gravity forward, I held my long sword in a low stance, while I held my spear over my shoulder with a backhand-grip.
As the humans cried out a battle cry that carried with it a considerable pressure, I bellowed back with my own.
Tl Note: Second chapter of the week.