This adventurer is overly righteous.

From the villager's description, Kroya roughly understood what had happened. It seemed that there were quite a few goblins invading the village, not just the group he had eliminated.

These goblins likely came from different camps, united during this operation, and then separated again after succeeding.

And in this attack, there seemed to be something even more powerful than the mutated goblins that Kroa had eliminated.

That guy demolished houses and smashed people to pieces...

After comparing the two in his mind, Kroya realized that the guy's strength was probably only slightly weaker than the troll Kroya had encountered before. He was definitely a formidable opponent that only elite adventurers could handle.

If it were true to the usual way of adventurers, Kroya should be thinking about how to escape by now. That big guy is not within the scope of the mission, so it is perfectly reasonable for an adventurer to run away. When he returns to the Adventurers' Guild and reports it, elite adventurers will take care of it.

but...

"I'll wipe out all those goblins."

Kroya spoke slowly, his voice striking the coachman like a heavy hammer.

"Wait a minute, do you know how powerful those goblins are? The biggest one in there is as tall as a house..."

This adventurer's out of his mind!

That's absolutely insane! Otherwise, how could anyone challenge a whole horde of goblins by themselves? He saw a total of twenty goblins, five of which were as tall as a doorway and one was as tall as a house. For an ordinary adventurer to confront them head-on would be suicide!

"How much else do you know?" Croya nodded slightly, seemingly not taking the coachman's words to heart at all, which made the coachman a little anxious.

"That biggest guy, he's holding a wooden stick bigger than a person, he could smash someone into mincemeat in one go!"

"Those smaller ones are also very strong; they can..."

  

The driver said a lot, embellishing what he had seen and what he had heard from other villagers afterward, hoping to frighten Kroya so that he would obediently escort him back to White Rock the next day.

"Thank you for the information." Kroya stroked his chin calmly, then found a place to sit down, closed his eyes, and ignored the coachman's words.

What on earth is this guy thinking?!

After several unsuccessful attempts, the coachman also felt despair. Croya seemed determined to go to his death, and no amount of persuasion could change his mind.

Squatting in a corner of the hall, the coachman looked at the well-covered corpses and a thought that surprised even him a little arose in his mind.

Did he want to avenge these villagers?

"No...no..." The coachman shook his head. This was obviously illogical. It was clear that this was the first time that Kroya had come to this village. The villagers who had been killed were complete strangers to him.

When he saw the villagers being killed, the coachman felt only fear. He thought anyone would be afraid at that moment, unless they were legendary figures of great renown and invincibility, but he had only heard of such people from bards.

The coachman hesitated again. Perhaps Kroya's forces were much stronger than he appeared. Those terrifying goblins were nothing more than chickens and dogs in his eyes, easily wiped out.

"Do you think killing those goblins was easy for you?"

The coachman asked a question, his voice echoing in the empty hall. The corpse remained silent. Kroya was some distance away from him, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or not.

"It's not exactly easy," Kroya replied, "but it shouldn't be too difficult either."

"That sounds like he's just putting on a brave face," the driver thought to himself, before asking again.

"Are you seeking revenge for these villagers?"

"That's part of the reason." Kroya paused for a moment, "And besides, some people have been captured by those goblins, haven't they? If we go back to Whitestone Town to issue a quest and wait for those elite adventurers to rescue them, then we're doomed."

That's true, but what does it have to do with you?

You're just a chance encounter with an adventurer.

"This isn't your job, is it? Did those villagers pay you to rescue people?"

"No, none of them."

Kroya lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the corpses.

"I'm very unhappy."

Witnessing the horrific scene of humans being killed, Croya's conscience and compassion were shaken, and his anger rose.

revenge.

Take revenge on the goblins.

"It might be a bit willful, but that's what I want to do."

Consider it a reward for the cheat system. Besides, with the speed-up magic of those boots, Kroya didn't think he would be in any danger.

This guy has really gone mad...

As time passed, drowsiness closed the driver's eyes. He fell asleep in confusion and bewilderment. When he woke up, he subconsciously looked at the spot where Croa had been the night before, but there was nothing there anymore.

He's gone.

That guy wasn't lying last night.

"We should ask Kroya for help; perhaps he can help rescue the others..."

The voices of the villagers could be heard outside the hall. They were discussing entrusting Kroya with the rescue of those who had been abducted. When they entered the hall and found that Kroya had disappeared at some point, they all exclaimed in surprise.

"Where did Kroya go?"

They asked the coachman, since Kroya was the only adventurer who could possibly help them now, and the opportunity to rescue them was extremely short, and they were willing to pay a large sum of money for it.

"I don't know either......."

The driver was somewhat stunned.

......

"These goblins are really cunning..."

This is the third time that Kroya has seen goblin footprints suddenly disappear. Although a night can affect the completeness of the traces left by goblins, the fact that this has happened one after another indicates that those guys are consciously covering up their tracks.

What a clever beast.

Perhaps only those adventurers skilled in tracking can find their tracks, but unfortunately, Kroya is not one of those adventurers. He has tracking skills, but his proficiency is not high.

Should we slink back home?

Croa did not intend to do so.

He still had one last method.

"You walk in the night, your gaze piercing, holy vengeful goddess, queen of the underworld, relentlessly hunting down sin. You make sinners tremble, you expose evil deeds, holy vengeful goddess, ruler of the night, hear my prayer..."

Nothing is better at hunting than the goddess who symbolizes vengeance.

Kroya plunged his sword into the earth, placed his hands on the hilt, closed his eyes, and focused on reciting the hymn.

He wanted to seek God's help.

For an ordinary priest, seeking divine help in a way like Chloe's is far too rudimentary. In a normal ceremony, the priest should burn incense, change clothes, offer abundant sacrifices to the deity, and have dozens or even hundreds of devout believers sing praises in unison. The priest presiding over the ceremony would then ingest a drug that would induce unconsciousness and hallucinations, ultimately receiving divine revelation within a dreamlike state…

However, Kroya is more favored by the gods. He has divine favor bestowed upon him, so communicating with the gods is less troublesome.

Please give me your instructions!

Kroya pulled his sword from the ground and threw it into the air, then walked in the direction the sword had pointed after it landed.

God did not answer him, but Chroya had a feeling that he should move in this direction.