Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

But before they could take two steps, they tripped, and then a gust of wind suddenly rose up and blew their huge bodies directly up.

As they lost control of their bodies, the vortex of fire that burned even more violently swallowed them one by one. Even the shaman who tried to escape in panic was knocked down by an arrow from the Goblin Slayer.

With the death of the shaman, more goblins fled in panic, and the young priest arrived as soon as he realized how terrifyingly large the fire was.

Although she had anticipated this scene, she was still frightened by it, and even gave up her original intention to release the miracle of the Holy Wall.

In this case, even the miracle of the Holy Wall would not last long before it breaks, right?

The flames lasted for a long time, and after burning most of the goblins to ashes, the black smoke also forced out a small number of lucky ones.

Some of them were so frightened that they lost their minds and just rushed towards the main road without thinking, and were then knocked down one by one by the Goblin Slayer.

Some of them still had some sense and went to the dog hole, thinking of escaping through the secret passage, but were smashed on the head with a stick by Xing who blocked the exit. The ones behind them moved the bodies away, but were smashed again. They could not get out at all and could only beg for mercy in despair.

However, Xing showed no emotion at all and just smashed the heads of goblins one after another with an expressionless face.

Finally, after clearing out all the goblins, they also found several skeletons of adventurers, scattered in various places.

However, it was no longer the turn of these people to deal with these things. Mimiya and Zariyus had already arrived, and with them was the client of the task.

Chapter 132 Mission Settlement and New Roles

——Time goes back to before he met Goblin Slayer.

The border town of Gertlow.

After hurriedly hiring a carriage at the post station, Mimiya and the others prepared to set off.

But it just so happened that the client they accepted the task from was working here and earning money.

When he saw the adventurers coming, he was actually a little timid and didn't even dare to say hello. If Zariyus hadn't noticed something was wrong with him and asked a few questions subconsciously, no one would have known that the client was right in front of them.

He had a youthful face, freckles, and curly brown hair, and looked like an everyday apprentice.

When he learned that they were planning to attack the group of goblins, perhaps to save his reputation, or perhaps he came to his senses and wanted to do his part to save his companions, the boy chose to go with Mimiya and the others.

On the way, everyone also learned why he was hiding in the post station to work.

Because the casualty rate for solo adventurers is high, consistently above 70%. Encountering the remnants of the rampaging Demon King's army is a near certainty of death. Therefore, for the sake of their lives, solo adventurers must either temporarily suspend their adventures or seek out another group.

As a warrior by profession, in the past, as long as he was willing to swallow his pride and look for the same new adventurer team, there would always be someone to take him in.

However, his situation is somewhat special——

The fact that he abandoned his teammates and was scared to death by the low-level goblin monster became known to everyone because of the client's description.

Although the guild is very understanding of this situation, after all, it is the way it is for novices, and all kinds of accidents will always happen. It is normal for everyone to run away when disaster strikes.

After returning, he immediately posted a commission and sought help from others. From this point, we can see that he still has some conscience, but...

From the adventurer's perspective, a coward who abandons his teammates, even if he is doing it for survival, who can guarantee that he will not encounter such a life-and-death crisis in the future?

Nowadays, the conflicts between monsters and humans are becoming increasingly intense, and the danger level of the commissions is also increasing. Things like this will definitely happen one after another. By then, will they have to wait for others to place a life-saving commission on them?

I'm afraid that by the time the rescue team arrives, they won't even be able to find any human bones.

Even if you want to be considerate, at least it has to be a well-known high-danger monster, such as the Swamp Dragon. How can such a guy be reliable if he is scared by a mere goblin and runs back in a panic and has to rely on others to save his teammates!

Therefore, due to the above reasons, his reputation as an adventurer dropped very low.

Not only was no one willing to team up with him, but even when he went to the guild, he would encounter bullying of varying degrees, which made him, who was already a bit timid, even more afraid to show up at the guild tavern.

In order to get information more conveniently and to support himself, he reluctantly found a odd job at the post station.

While earning commission fees by working hard, he was waiting to see if anyone would take up the task. However, after waiting for a week, no one took up the commission to exterminate goblins, and even he was about to give up.

But he didn't expect that at this time, there would be an adventurer of Silver level willing to accept his commission. It could be said that the lucky dice finally favored him, the unlucky one.

He thanked Mimiya and the others more than once along the way, but this also made everyone feel very awkward, especially Mimiya, who lowered her head in shame.

It wasn't until Zariyus explained that the young warrior finally realized what was happening. However, he didn't complain. Instead, he hugged his knees silently and murmured, "So, weaklings like us are destined to just pray for luck to be on our side..."

His words made Mimiya feel uncomfortable, but when she wanted to say something, she recalled the scene where the team was rescued by the pioneers not long ago.

For Mimiya and the others, let alone a city-destroying demon general, they couldn't even deal with the trolls. In that situation, they probably wouldn't even be able to escape, and the end result would be that they would be eaten by the monsters.

But because of their luck, not only did they not die, but they also gained greater glory. In this border town, they were respected everywhere they went.

But do they really deserve this evaluation?

No matter who you are, you can't be sure of such a thing.

Because we are weak, we admire the strong...

Only with great strength can one be at ease and remain calm.

She had hoped to become such a person, to become one of the indispensable members of the Legend of the Brave—

But for some reason, she suddenly didn't think so now.

Perhaps, for the "weak", it is just a small thing for the "strong" to help others free themselves from struggles and hardships.

However, who has ever thought that the strong person who made the decision to "save others" also carries a heavy burden in his heart that others do not know?

In the carriage running at night, she saw with her keen eyesight...

Lord March Seven, whom she thought was a strong man, was wiping away tears at this moment, and even some whispers of apology were carried to her ears by the wind.

why?

Obviously, you are the one who saved others, but you have to apologize to the one who was saved.

why?

Tears filled with self-blame kept flowing down like pearls on a string.

why?

Do you have the illusion that a strong person should be like the legendary hero?

……

"You are here."

Dan Heng was the first to notice their arrival, and March Seven seemed to have been reminded and had already adjusted her expression. Although the slightly red and swollen corners of her eyes were exposed, she still showed the same optimistic smile as before.

"Ha...haha, just like Wendy said, you're here!"

"Sorry. We are late, Master Mitsuki..."

Zariyus naturally noticed the other party's fault, even the young priest Fina felt the same way. She surrounded March Seven eagerly, wanting to say something, but when she saw the woman in Dan Heng's arms, her expression suddenly became sad.

Zariyus coughed and changed the subject in time.

"Well, I guess this is the adventurer we want to rescue?"

After hearing his words, the young warrior who had been following a few people with his head down quickly raised his head and squeezed into the crowd to identify his teammates.

"This is... Nissa!"

The young warrior subconsciously called out his companion's name. At this moment, she was tightly wrapped in the emerald green poet's robe, but from her exposed face and the cuts on part of her skin, it could be seen that she had suffered a lot of torture, her face was haggard, and she was now fast asleep.

He tried to touch the other person's face with trembling hands, but was blocked by March Seven.

"Well, the injured are not suitable to be touched right now... May I ask who you are?"

San Yue Qi subconsciously blocked his approach, and could even be said to be somewhat resistant.

However, seeing his teammates excited, he did not notice the resistance and just hurriedly announced his home address.

"I am the mission client. The person you are holding is one of my three missing teammates!"

After a pause, he looked around again, his tone pleading.

"Um, where are my other two teammates?"

In response to this, San Yue Qi could no longer look him in the eye and spoke with some difficulty.

"…I'm sorry. By the time we arrived, it was already too late…"

She took out the white porcelain nameplate of the first adventurer's corpse she found from her pocket. The word "Xiumi" was engraved on the back of the nameplate.

"This is an adventurer's nameplate we found inside, and there's another adventurer imprisoned with her. She's already..."

"...how so?"

After hearing this, the young warrior just took it in a daze, his eyes trembling.

"We finally waited for someone to rescue us, but Xiumi and Fei...are both dead?"

Seeing his painful expression, everyone fell silent. Finally, the young priest Fina spoke up, "Um, could you please let me see her injuries? Although it can be seen that emergency treatment has been done, a detailed examination is also necessary..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Sanyueqi cautiously, and said earnestly, "Of course, if possible, I hope that Master Sanyue can come and lend a hand! Even if it's just to watch from the side, I'll feel much more at ease with Master Sanyue around!"

"Ah good."

San Yueqi nodded absentmindedly, while Dan Heng was responsible for guarding the carriage as usual to prevent any wild beasts from harassing it.

Mimiya, Zariyus, and the young warrior went into the cave to meet up with the others.

Whether it is to collect the body or to do one's part, it is better than just standing outside and watching.

However, when he was halfway into the cave, the young warrior couldn't bear it anymore and had to cover his nose.

"Hmm, the smell of blood in here is so strong?!"

His expression was filled with horror, his eyes kept scanning the bloodstains on the stone wall, and he even accidentally stepped on something that looked like an organ.

"Well, judging by the distribution of the bodies, Master Wendy and his men suffered an attack here, but they were dealt with very quickly and efficiently."

Zarius carefully identified the parts on the ground, and then looked through the bodies of several goblins. He indeed found some wounds that were not left by weapons used by the team members.

"It seems that just as Lord Danheng said, that little devil killer brother is also here, and—sniff, sniff. It seems that you gentlemen have also resorted to fire attacks?"

He could faintly smell the unique pungent smell of burning black water.

"—Hmm. The flowing wind spirits told me there's a disturbance ahead."

Mimiya closed her eyes and felt the wind in the cave. The flow was obviously unnatural, and it was constantly squeezing inwards.

With the guidance of the wind elves, they didn't have to worry about getting lost in the complex environment of the cave.

With their quick runs and full senses, they managed to reach the goblin's lair without any obstructions.

Then, I saw a strange man wearing tattered armor carrying corpses. He piled the charred bodies of the goblins together and seemed to be counting something in his mouth.

"The fifty-second one."

"He is Okbolg?"

Mimiya subconsciously looked at him suspiciously, somewhat unsure if this was the man mentioned in the poem.

"Okbolg? What's that?"

In contrast, some people are obviously more curious about her other name.

Xing appeared silently from behind her, with a few traces of smoke on her indifferent face. Even inside the cave, her gray hair did not look dull, but instead seemed warm like a faint light.

"Uh, that's the direct translation of Goblin Slayer in our Elvish language."

Although Mimiya was startled by her sudden appearance, the poet who appeared with Xing made her heart calm down immediately.

At this time, Wendy looked more like a ranger than before, dressed like a bard, and his smile was as straightforward as that of a teenager.

"Olah!"

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Mimiya looked puzzled.

"Hey, this is a greeting used by creatures called Hilichuls."

He winked playfully, as if sharing something interesting he had seen.

"Later, teach me about your culture. After all, when it comes to poetry, the broader your knowledge, the better."

"Ah, that's fine. But now isn't the time to talk about this, right?"

"The fifty-third one."

Mimiya subconsciously agreed to Wendy's request, but the Goblin Slayer's presence was too strong for her to ignore.