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"Is there any new development?"

Claire looked in the direction the militiaman was pointing.

Five adventurers stood at the gap in the wooden fence to the north, each brandishing their weapons, but they simply stood still, seemingly fighting against thin air.

"Those are members of the Iron Fang squad, including their captain. What are they doing? Could there be an invisible enemy?"

"Broken Arrow" was holding a longbow, ready to go and investigate, when Claire called him back.

"There are no invisible enemies. Goblins don't use advanced spells that allow for permanent invisibility."

"If it was temporary invisibility, we've been watching them for a while now, and no other monsters have appeared on the other side. So, they might be under some kind of mental spell."

"But we can't just do nothing, can we?"

Claire remained calm: "I don't have any better ideas either, but let's not go yet. Rushing in might result in being cursed. Let's ask others."

After quickly settling "Goat," whose bleeding had stopped and whose condition had stabilized, the two joined up with the soldiers in front of the dilapidated wooden hut.

"Sheriff, have you ever seen anything like this before?" "Broken Arrow" asked.

"I haven't seen it either," Sheriff Will said, having already freed himself from the vines with the help of the guards. "However, there are generally two effective methods for dealing with mental spells."

The first method is to use alchemical items beforehand, such as tranquilizers, to increase resistance and mitigate the effects of spells.

The second method is to use magic to counter magic.

He shouted to the crowd nearby, "Is there anyone among you who knows magic?"

However, the militiamen and guards looked at each other in bewilderment, and the other three bronze-level adventurers also indicated that they could not use magic.

"This is troublesome." Will covered his head, his mind was a little dizzy from the high tension.

"We must save the people of [Iron Fang]. Nobody knows if there are any goblin hordes outside the village. We must preserve all our forces..."

Just then, someone they never expected suddenly appeared.

"Heroes emerge from times of great importance, like unopened flower buds in the mountains."

A lute melody reached the ears of Sheriff Will and the others.

"I'm late, everyone."

……

Linsel's Brand sword cleaved through another phantom of a goblin high priest.

He pinched his cheek hard, and the pain was obvious.

My current mental state is very wrong. My physical sensations are deviating from reality, but I can't break through it with external force. The hundreds of phantoms in front of me are still staring at me with deep, empty eyes, standing still.

Linsset stopped swinging his sword, his mind racing.

The goblin's illusion is fake; it usually doesn't have any status effects or health, while the character panel shows its health and armor...

I've got an idea! Let's give it a try.

Linssey focused his attention and opened the panel.

No information was displayed above the phantoms of the goblins in the front row.

However, in the last row, Lindsay spotted a small, semi-transparent frame and immediately zoomed in on it on the panel.

[Goblin High Priest, Monster, Health 40/40, Armor: 40/40 (Natural Grass Armor)]

That's it!

At this moment, the previously silent surroundings seemed to be filled with the muffled sound of a lute being played, as if through a layer of eardrums, which surprised Lindsay.

Music! What's that? Is that bard coming?

Linsel didn't have time to speculate. Now that he had discovered the real enemy through the status panel, he rushed to the goblin phantom that was displayed on the status panel.

The phantom locked onto by Linsel was initially motionless, simply standing upright. However, after the lute music began, the goblin phantom swayed to the melody, repeatedly shaking its head from side to side, performing a head-shaking dance.

This dance… reflects the poet’s somewhat unique taste.

Without saying a word, Linsel raised his transformed two-handed sword and slashed.

As the goblin phantom was shattered and scattered into the air, his vision gradually returned.

The sounds of the outside world returned to my senses, the sky brightened, and the shadows of the rows of goblin high priests in front of me disappeared. My spirit, which had been affected, recovered.

"Damn green-skinned bastard, take this from Grandpa Ink!"

As soon as Linsel regained his senses, he saw the dwarf "Tower Shield" beside him shouting and wildly swinging his small iron hammer in front of him.

"Even without arrows, archers can still engage in melee combat."

"Fire arrows, took down several in an instant!"

"The advantage of having both hands is here!"

The other three members of the [Iron Fang] squad were the same; they looked straight ahead, their eyes not on anything, but their hands were busy with their weapons.

It seems I was like this just now after being hit by the spell.

The bard, playing his lyre, walked from the village toward Linse.

"Wolf Slayer, it seems you're recovering quickly~"

"Thank you, poet, your magic is very useful!"

The bard shook his head from side to side: "After the harmonies begin to play on the lyre, you should be able to see a little dancing figure. This dance is called the Trubadur, which I learned a few years ago..."

Linsset interrupted the bard: "Poet, when will the four of them recover?"

"Cough cough... It'll be soon."

At this moment, the four silver-level adventurers also stopped what they were doing and gradually recovered.

"What kind of dance is that green-skinned dwarf doing? It's so frivolous!"

"Thanks to my family, I was given a chance to recover!"

The dwarf Ink and Wood shouted and regained consciousness, and the remaining ranger and mage returned to the real world a few seconds later.

Judith was somewhat surprised to see the bard appear before her: "Bard, didn't you go to seek refuge and run away? But thank you anyway for dispelling the spell for us!"

"Rumors spread quickly, and what you hear is all false."

"Where is that goblin high priest? He just tricked us; we were attacking his illusion the whole time."

As the mage Rolf spoke, he raised the most crucial question.

"Where is the real Goblin High Priest?"

Linsel looked around and saw that there was no movement outside the village. Even the phantoms he had seen earlier had disappeared. Everything seemed to indicate that the goblin attack had been completely repelled.

Wood sheathed his two-handed sword on his back: "I don't know, but that goblin commander must have used several area-of-effect spells. He's probably done for now. Anyway, let's get into the village first."

The six men entered the village and met up with the sheriff and the militia.

"Is there any further activity in the village?"

Will instructed the guards to continue checking on the wounded and treating their comrades, while answering the questions from the Silver-rank squad leader.

"That's it. The goblin high priest must have retreated. I never expected that we would encounter such a difficult monster as goblins. But fortunately, we won in the end."