Chapter 32 – Goblin Raid 3
– Bagak
The wand wielded with rage landed on the goblin’s head with a bone-breaking sound. However, the shouts mixed with profanity attracted aggro, and my physical attack was not very effective due to the weak [Strength].
“Kieack!”
The hit goblin stood up and glared at me with even more fury. Rather than trembling with fear, the hand holding the wand trembled more because I was more annoyed by the fact that this petty party wasn’t listening to me.
An arrow flew by and landed neatly in the head of the goblin who was aiming at me. The goblin, who died so easily, just glared at me as he rolled his last eyeball. My attack didn’t work, but the arrow shot by the elf worked.
Yes… I had to admit it. I couldn’t beat a single goblin. Isn’t he a different body from the main character? It’s a different body from the past…
“Hey you stupid priest! Why are you dragging it with aggro! Afrequetessa! Bring it to the aggro quickly!”
“Haaaaap! I am doing it!”
“What are you really doing, don’t hit the goblin to heal while hiding behind it.”
“Aww… !”
Sera quickly ran up to me, grabbed my arm, and threw it behind the warrior. Her body just floated into the darkness and was thrown into the space behind the warrior. He was swept to the floor, tearing his skin and tearing small vital organs.
Sera’s anger at that high elf bitch for treating me like this pierced the sky, but she also responded appropriately with improvisation. Now all the goblins were looking at me and running at me.
“Kieack!”
“Keeeee!”
I was frustrated because I couldn’t visually check how many goblins were attacking us, locked in [Darkness]. I was the leader, but I could only make out the aspect of the battle taking place in the blurry part at the end of the torch’s vision. However, this party of elves subtly coped with the melee situation despite the collapsed tank balance.
The elves were already in a state where the elves had coordinated the party with each other. All I’m talking about here is just an outsider coming and giving a damn. I’d rather just take the bus and go quietly, rather than committing things in anger.
Maintaining a conspicuous waste of resources and inefficient tactics… You’d better ignore it.
-Peeing puck
“Aagh! Oops…”
At that moment, a rusty arrow flew and stuck in my back. It felt like my eyeballs were being turned over by the sharp pain that cut through my flesh and dug deep into my muscles. I quickly reached my hand behind me and felt a stiff branch. It was a real arrow.
I can’t get the [Pain Relief] System correction with the game, so it hurts so much that tears fall. I fell forward at the impact. Still, I gritted it and endured it.
“Ahhh!”
“Priest, heal me!”
“Die, die! You filthy monsters!”
“[An arrow of fire]… After, after… Mana… It’s not enough.”
“[Dark Assault]… Aww!”
A voice could be heard from the black magician’s side as well, as if they had been attacked. I also somehow endured the arrow stuck in my back and raised my eyes. As much as the warrior wanted healing, he cast [Minimum Healing] Towards the direction of the boiling voice and rough breathing.
“No eh eh! Why are you healing a goblin!”
“Kieack!”
Fuck… I don’t know why the healing went to the goblins. If it perished, it was my fault. Why did I come to the raid party when I couldn’t even cope properly with this body? I had to accumulate experience while doing other quests. The feeling of remorse came too late.
The battle continued. In the dark, I thought I was going to heal the goblin, so I couldn’t use her hand speed properly, and I had to listen to the screams and grinding of my teeth while holding back the pain of the party members. The voices of the other dealers could not be heard, and only the sound of arrows piercing the wind, as if only the two archers were running rampant, pierced the air.
“That goblin over there is the last one! All at once!”
“Ahhh!”
-Hook, jjiik
My mind was stuck until I caught the last goblin. During the battle, the tension was pulled tight and the pain exceeded the degree, so I panicked and couldn’t breathe properly. As the tension was released, a sense of exhaustion came over me. Even after the situation was over, my heart was beating wildly and my legs did not have strength.
And the warrior who had protected me until the end came to me covered in blood. The warrior’s name was Afreketesa, but the warrior reached out his hand to me dripping with sweat, stained with goblin’s and my own blood.
“Sigh… Sigh… Town… Sera, take out the arrow.”
“Okay, Afreketesa.”
Even so, I had to get up when I saw the warrior who was more serious than me. He quickly approached the broken warrior and took out the arrowheads that had been stuck here and there. The sound of an arrow being drawn through the skin and into the muscles was excessively realistic and brutal.
Where the rusty arrow had been pulled out, blood spurted out, and the warrior vomited blood out of his mouth as well. My tired heart beat again. Even if I wanted to stay calm, I couldn’t stay calm and my breath was choking. I had to do it though.
“Is everyone okay? Tell me your condition.”
Unlike the order in the game, the order in reality was on a different level. I thought I was going to die, and when I took the damage, I felt like I was going crazy with the pain. I could move and the wound screamed. Compared to the warrior, the damage would be minor, but the mind went far away.
Poison had been applied to the arrowhead, and the area around the wound felt rotting. Sera lifted the torch and put it back near me, which was about to go out as it fell to the wet floor. Sarah built a wall with three torches. I ran and gathered allies inside the torch.
“It’s not a game…”
Barely woke up I felt dizzy. His head was completely filled with heat. Aren’t I the leader? Of course, it is necessary to understand the situation of the party members. There is no party member health bar UI next to it, so check the status with the naked eye. The warrior was covered in green and red blood all over his body. The warlock’s ankle and arm were crushed.
Fortunately, the others appeared to have suffered little damage. In game terms, warriors have about 20% blood left, warlocks about 50%, and other elves have more than 90%. However, the appearance was something that could not be expressed in numbers.
If it was a game, it would have been just one battle, just eating a few potions and spraying a few recovery times. However, if the [Shield of Faith] Hadn’t been applied, the warrior would have died and the party without a tank would have been wiped out. If so… I would have become the bast face of the goblins, or one of the goblins hanging on the goblin totem.
Everyone knows that it is important to save health potions just in case. But maybe it’s because this body is a prayer fighter in the greenhouse, and I get confused when I actually enter the battle I’m fighting. Even though [Spirit] Is quite high.
“Ferrin, if a battle breaks out in the future, don’t shout like you did before. Since we came all the way here, we’ve been on the same boat.”
“Ugh… ! Ugh… Uh… ”
Sera put a shoulder strap on me and pulled out the arrow stuck in my back. She could feel the pain as her muscles were being swept away. She opened her eyes, which almost flipped over, and she gritted her teeth and endured it. Still, the screams that came out couldn’t be helped.
I sat down in pain. If it had been a little more painful, I might have even peed. In fact, my panties were wet with sweat. It was embarrassing for her to only show so weak in front of the party members, but maybe she should be glad that she survived.
“The leader looks unwell, so I ask. How is everyone?”
“I didn’t eat a single potion, and I didn’t know that the priest could heal goblins.”
“I also saved as much mana as possible. It feels like her limbs are missing.”
“… I need mana potion Her head hurts.”
“Everyone knows I’m fine.”
I examined the arrow that Sarah had pulled out and thrown on her floor. The bloodstained arrowhead was smeared with what appeared to be goblin saliva. It looked as if it would rust and catch tetanus. I probably remembered that in the game, tetanus was treated as poison damage. It is a world with the concept of healing, but poison damage is also quite dangerous.
I still can’t calm down physically and mentally, but even in this situation, I felt that Sarah, who plays the role of leader, was amazing. I thought that she became such a weak body and her mind was also somewhat weak, but she feels like a real beginner when she enters actual combat. Even if she knows the strategy well, that’s just knowledge.
“What are you doing, Perrin? The leader has to distribute potions and healing.”
“… Okay.”
It’s my job. As a leader, this is my job. I was thirsty, so I opened the water bottle at my waist and drank it in one gulp. She threw [Prayer of Recovery] And [Minimum Healing] On the warrior and cast [Prayer of Recovery] On the warlock.
Her shoulders creaked. Even knowing that her recovery amount was large compared to her stamina consumption, and knowing that she was wasting mana, she cast [Pray for Recovery] On herself. After finishing her healing distribution, she hands the mage a potion of mana and I drink it too. After finishing her distribution, her mind was slightly relieved.
“Is the recovery skill right? That’s why the goblin received [Minimum Healing] And became active.”
“Sorry…”
“Perrin, don’t look like that. We’ve just caught the first group.”
After hearing Sera’s words, I realized that I hadn’t grasped the terrain yet. I can’t remember because it’s a very small dungeon, but the goblin cave is a map with a lot of squares and forks. You should not draw a map by understanding the topography and go round the same place.
Let’s proceed according to the sense in the game. Clearing the raid is the priority. It’s not too late to regret it after leaving too late. First of all, there is no time to be immersed in sentimentality in a state where life is in the middle of the day.
“Sarah, where are you? Is it a square or a crossroads?”
“It’s a pretty wide terrain. As Perrin said, it is a square.”
“… I’m glad.”
Even though it was a square, at this level, it seemed that the goblin den had not developed properly yet. If it was a goblin den for higher levels, there would have been a goblin captain, hobgoblin, or goblin shaman in the square. I looked at the corpse to see what kind of species the fallen goblin was, and even though it was the size of a child, my eyes were drawn to a truly vicious object.
“… “
The warrior came to the corpse I saw, trampled on her chest and ripped out her fangs. Other elves also disposed of the corpses. The warrior stuck out his fangs at me.
“Do you want to have it?”
“No…”
For a moment, I thought that I wanted to be messed up by that goblin with a vicious phallus… ? She was ashamed of herself because she was in a delusion that she couldn’t even believe. No matter how many times I healed [Intermittent Heat] Yesterday, this much, how far did I end up sinking into the mud?
