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Chapter 174 - [11th Round] Gob! Gob! ?

Chapter 174 - [11th Round] Gob! Gob! ?

Miss Trainee Teacher, don’t get carried away and talk to me.

? Explanation: There are a total of five hundred and five cadets who have already been summoned or are scheduled to be summoned here. As a temporary measure, they distributed a hundred and one people to each continent as their starting points. This situation is because Cadet Kang -soo’s entrance exam’s difficulty level has been set too high.

Here’s a summary of Miss Trainee Teacher’s explanation:

Let’s say the Fantasy Continent is a slice of pizza the size of a galaxy. Pizza can be divided into a hundred pieces or even five hundred according to the number of people. But the total amount of toppings you can put on pizza is limited. This is where the problem begins.

The pizza slices are all fairly equal in size, but the toppings, which are the core of the pizza, were all concentrated on my slices. How easy would it be to upgrade an S-Class native to a Z-Class? So the other slices are only lumps of flour. That’s why as many as five hundred and five heroes were approaching my pizza slice.

These shameless and greedy punks!

? Correction: Technically, the other cadets didn’t come here because they wanted to. They are summoned here because pizza without toppings isn’t pizza at all. To put it more simply, this entrance exam center is made of materials that can make about 500,000 elementary education centers. Those people summoned here are cadets without a classroom.

I understood Miss Trainee Teacher’s long explanation very well. But here, of all places?

? Defense: At least three people have already been admitted to other elementary education centers. Even then, the rest of the people were put here. We can’t just put elementary education curriculum cadets in the secondary education curriculum with a completely different curriculum, right? The system made its reasonable judgment.

Reasonable, you say…? Is it reasonable to put elementary school students into a place full of ZZZ-Class villains, which are difficult for even teachers to fight?

? At a Loss: It seems that the system also recognizes it and tries to push it with numbers. According to a senior who is kind to me, more cadets will be summoned to this entrance exam center in the future. I heard that the Elementary School Curriculum Festival was also reorganized so that the 10th place and above would be summoned here?

I gently pressed my temples. My plan to have Factoria, which I had insured, reside on Earth, had been disrupted. But I soon calmed down.

What does it have to do with me, no matter how many heroes are summoned to this land? All I need to do is defeat all of the Five Great Disasters. It didn’t make any difference - hmm?

“A group of goblins, huh.”

Goblin. They were monsters that collected only the failures of the elves and dwarves. They were insignificant and had small figures. Because of this sense of inferiority, they didn’t hesitate to commit vicious acts against the human race. Rape, torture, mischief, insulting, looting…

So there was a saying like this in the Fantasy Continent.

- If you think you will be captured by goblins, just kill yourself.-

They weren’t empty words. If you spend one day with a goblin, even a normal person will become a psychopath. It was a good thing if you just lost your mind. The goblin’s plastic surgery turned even a handsome prince into a monster in ten minutes.

Just like that guy. As I was crossing the Elf Mountains, I just ignored it and tried to pass it by. I am a very busy MAX-Class hero, after all. Every time I delay the subjugation even a day, the natives of the Fantasy Continent suffer.

I couldn’t let my ankles be caught by just one or two people. But this time was an exception. It was because of the abilities of the man who was undergoing plastic surgery by goblins.

? Race: Arch Human

? Level: 896

? Job: Hero (Experience 500%)

? Skills: Swordsmanship A Stamina A Endurance B Magic B Mana B…

? Status: Fear, Despair, Pain, Confusion, Bleeding…

He was a hero with a fairly balanced level and skill. It was hard to reach Level 896 on the second day of the hero’s life. Like me, he either had a Black Box or was a returnee student. Therefore he must have already been out of the region.

“Hmm. He seems to be a hero trying to move from the unfamiliar Western Continent to the familiar Central Continent…”

It wasn’t that he was weak to be trampled on by goblins. It’s just that it was weird here.

? Race: Goblin

? Level: 703

? Job: Bandit (Landform ? Surprise?)

? Skills: Ambush S Madness A Latent A Malice B Tenacity B…

? Status: Entertained, Minor Injury

The monsters in the Elf Mountains that divide the Central Continent and the Western Continent were notorious for being strong, but goblins weren’t normally as strong as ogres. However, there were forty such super-strong ogre-like goblins! Judging by the number of dead around, it originally seemed to be a group of about fifty or so.

“Gob! Gob!”

“Goooob!”

“Gob~ Goob~!”

They were eager to avenge their dead comrades. The hero was covered in goblin filth. His scalp was torn, and his nose and lips were cut off. A few fingers and the man’s treasure were also missing.

“Aah, haah~ fo, forgive~ aargh~!”

The hero who had lost his reason to live pleaded. However, the goblins didn’t care and went into implant surgery. They pulled out the healthy teeth one by one and shoveled sharp stones in their place. If he were a normal person, he would have died already. However, there were cases in which people resurrected in the Fantasy World even when their heart stopped and their head was cut off. However, at this rate, he would never die.

Even the goblins knew that. They knew how to torment humans thin and long, like an expert who studied it all his life.

“Goooob-!”

“Hugh! Eeeugh!”

Upon closer inspection, there were not one but two heroes captured by the goblins. Surrounded by many goblins, I didn’t notice it right away. Goblins were also a monster race made up of males. The female hero’s side was much more popular than the male’s. And because of the high demand, the order of abuse was determined by rank.

The guy who grabbed at the female hero’s chest was one head bigger than the other goblins. Still, it didn’t change that he was smaller than humans.

? Race: Big Goblin

? Level: 1206

? Job: Bandit (Terrain ? Surprise?)

? Skills: Muscle Strength SS Ambush S Latent S Leadership A Resistance A…

? Status: Pleasure

His abilities would have made me believe he would be introduced as the hero’s companion if not for his race. He pushed fiercely with a force that would tear the soft flesh of the human hero who was only half his level.

? Shocked: I can’t bear to see it…

Miss Trainee Teacher. Is this the first time you have ever seen anything like this?

? Affirmation: Yes, it’s my first time. But don’t treat me like an innocent child! I’ve witnessed so many of Goblin’s misdeeds in my school days. But for such a young and beautiful hero like this to be attacked by those goblins…

I landed in the middle of the goblin pack. They also spotted me right away.

Flash!

About ten goblins couldn’t even scream and turned into lumps of charcoal when a bolt of lightning fell from the dry sky. The goblins who were surprised by this fell to the ground. Unfortunately, three more were killed when sharp stones cut into their heads. One goblin, who was applying poison to an arrow, bumped into a comrade behind him and dropped the quiver. He died of poison from the arrowheads, and the goblins who were standing nearby stepped on the arrows scattered on the ground and fell to the poison shortly after.

And again…

“A fortune correction that even makes me speechless.”

I didn’t even lift a finger, yet the goblin pack took a blow that was close to destruction. The most outrageous was the Big Goblin. Raging like a locomotive full of coal, that guy grabbed at his heart and fell over the female hero as if trampling her. He remained motionless.

There were only a few goblins left, but their fate wasn’t much different.

“Gob! Gob~?!”

One such goblin, charging me with dagger forward, stumbled on a stone outcropping. Then he accidentally stabbed his comrade, who was running next to him, in the neck.

“Gob-!”

He took revenge on the other goblin and died. Now two remained. They were archers, one in front of me and one behind. At about the same time, two arrows shot from either side passed by my body.

And then…

Poof! Poof!

They stuck right in the two goblins’ heads. It was such an excellent shot that I wondered whether they aimed at their comrade from the beginning. With this, the goblin pack was annihilated.

All I did was make an appearance.

“I won’t die even if the galaxy is destroyed, huh…”

The Goblins were swept away like dust by the favoritism of the universe.

“But this isn’t perfect. It does not apply to targets that aren’t hostile to you. And it doesn’t work against an absolute formidable enemy that cannot be defeated by chance alone. Unless you give your life.”

The First Spirit seemed to enjoy all of this. Was she enjoying her freedom?

“I think I have to recover them first for the conversation to proceed. Saint.”

“Yes, Master.”

Saint H appeared. She immediately caught the two humans amid the dead goblin pack and started treatment.

Hsst!

The light from Saint H’s hand surrounded the two heroes. The physical injuries recovered in no time. Both paid a huge amount of experience points in return, but it was better than living like a monster, wasn’t it? However, the Saint’s healing wasn’t perfect either.

“He, hehe, heheheh…”

The handsome hero, as handsome as a prince on a white horse, began to laugh out loud as he sucked his thumb. He didn’t seem to be acting.

“He is hopeless.”

There was some case in which the mental aftereffects of dealing with the goblins often lead to complete mental deterioration. This hero who had undergone plastic surgery was one of them. I gave up neatly and turned my gaze to the other hero.

“Thank you so much for saving me…really, really…sob, sob!”

The female hero started to cry while holding herself. Unlike the tattered male hero, she suffered no major physical trauma other than some torn ligaments as her limbs were bent in odd directions. Thanks to that, it was easy to heal! There was a mental shock, but a competent psychiatrist and time could potentially solve them.

“I have a question for you.”

“I’d like to answer anything to my benefactor, but can we move first? I’m so sorry…”

“Moving place, huh…”

I have decades of fantasy experience. Although I didn’t have a license, I knew quite a bit about treating people who had just been rescued from monsters. I easily understood what this woman wanted. She wanted to talk in a place where she was sure it was safe. I gave her an inch, but she wanted to take a mile, so she asked for understanding while crying and apologizing first.

I wasn’t a brave hero who could be rude to such a person from the same hometown as me. Shouldn’t we help others from the same place as us?

“It’s cumbersome to go back to the Elf Kingdom…”

I touched the spirit stuck above my head and called her out.

“So rude, drug hero! You stab me with your fingers because your drug isn’t enough to control the spirits’ bodies and minds, right! Someday you will be punished…ah?! Are you a bold hero who misses even their nemesis?! I’m so sorry for you!”

“…So noisy. Build a nice fortress here.”

“Fortress? For this woman?”

“It’s troublesome to go back.”

This was the Elf Mountains. It would take a while to get to the nearest elf village. Rather, building a safe fortress here saved time and was much easier.

“People usually think the other way around, but…I see. Hey guys!”

The First Spirit gave instructions to the spirits. She was going to make the subordinates do all the disturbing things while she lay down on my head and sniffed me like a pervert, though even the crowned spirits who were instructed didn’t move.

While clinging to my armpits and groin, they only shook their heads and made the surrounding spirits work. The spirits were pure? This was a terrible class society.

Kwoogoogoogooo-

A beautiful fortress made of clay-baked pottery was built in the middle of the steep natural mountain range. Immediately after that, I summoned Green Cake.

“Greee?”

He seemed to have grown bigger. What did he eat to grow so well?

“Green Cake. What should I do if you’re so slow-witted?”

However, his mental state was still childish.

“G, Greee…”

“I won’t say it twice, so listen. Move these two to that fortress. You can’t become a great evil dragon if you don’t make kidnapping a way of life. Remember that.”

“Gree!”

“You answer well even when zoning out.”

The male hero, who showed no recovery, was put in a corner, and I kindly handed the female hero three leaves to cover her shameful naked body.

“At least my old equipment…”

“That’s my bounty. I have to make a living too.”

Wasn’t she too blatant even though we’re from the same hometown?

“Sorry, I’m sorry…”