Goblin Chapter 264: Fireball
A few days slipped by.
In that time, Gauss led the villagers on several more goblin-clearing runs nearby. With each fight—and the focused feedback that followed—their teamwork and killin...
A few days slipped by.
In that time, Gauss led the villagers on several more goblin-clearing runs nearby. With each fight—and the focused feedback that followed—their teamwork and killin...
When the fight ended, everyone collapsed onto the gore-slick ground, gulping air, not caring how they looked.
More than twenty kobolds lay dead.
Gauss had stepped in at the end. The o...
Day three in Goat Village.
No one in town had priestly aptitude, so Therandur took over the “melee class,” leaving Gauss free to focus on his little pupil.
Rhein was gifted. In th...
Goat Village sat beside a clear stream called Maple Brook—a sizable place with around a hundred households. Most folks farmed the rich soil along the water and raised a hardy, wool-bearing breed ...
2025-10-07 16:41:00 +0000 UTC View PostIn a small courtyard, on the open ground—
Gauss could hardly contain himself.
Level 3 spell [Fly] Lv1 (1/10)
“You really have it down?” Alia asked again, just to be sure....
If you closed your eyes, you could almost forget a person was sitting there at all—it felt like a sword, impossibly sharp, resting on the floor.
Alia scratched her head. She didn’t under...
Rachel saw what was happening and immediately waved everyone out, easing the door shut to keep anyone from barging in.
She knew Gauss was in a rare, deep state of insight—the critical mome...
The pressure was intense.
Sweat beaded and ran down Gauss’s forehead. The bandages wrapped around his limbs looked light, but weighed a shocking amount—because small black stones etched ...
The clamor of the docks faded behind them.
With heavy purses from selling their loot, Gauss’s party found an inn in the upper harbor district and checked in. Captain Fern escorted them all...
A man in his late thirties or early forties walked straight toward Gauss, wearing a well-cut light cuirass with the Great Serpent Company’s crest on his chest.
His steps were steady, his p...
Night deepened.
A chill rode the sea breeze across the island. A big bonfire crackled on the beach, pushing back the dark and the cold. Repairs on the Seagull were still underway; the tappin...
The instinctive, blood-deep terror in the goblins’ veins left most of them stiff and clumsy. Around Gauss it was as if an invisible fear field targeted at goblins was humming. Only a handful of e...
2025-10-02 15:34:08 +0000 UTC View PostConsciousness lurched awake amid a violent jolt.
Gauss opened his eyes and took in the faint light from outside. His blurred vision cleared, and what he saw glowed with a dim, phosphorescent...
“Then that’s settled. We’ll sell it once we’re ashore.”
Gauss nodded—no objections. He’d known from the start that monster spoils get split; he wasn’t stingy about it. The cr...
Beneath the deep blue surface, faint shapes glide in the water.
“Monster attack—everyone on guard!”
Fern, at Gauss’s side, isn’t nearly as calm. Plenty of monster strikes th...
“I see a pretty decent job,” Gauss said.
“I see it too—and I bet it’s the same one you saw,” Alia snickered.
Serandur only shook his head. He didn’t speak, but he’d gu...
“Great.”
Adèle watched the pure white light bloom along the rapier in Gauss’s hand and nodded with open approval.
“I expected as much, but I’m still surprised you mastered ...
“Vives… the Whitewave family…”
Gauss searched his memory and quickly placed where he’d heard the name: on the road from Grayrock to Lincrown, that talkative cavalry captain had men...
While Adèle was thinking it through for a split second, Gauss drove off his back foot. With a flicker, he vanished from where he’d stood. In the next heartbeat, he was already in front of her.
Night fell, but the seaside city of Sena didn’t sleep.
If anything, it woke into a different kind of life as the lamps came on.
Windproof oil lamps spilled warm haloes along the str...
Gauss wasn’t the only one torn; the others were quietly weighing their options too.
Picking spells is neither a trivial choice nor a life-or-death one—but it matters. First, you may neve...
The white tower before them had a strong maritime flair—like a lighthouse on the shore.
It stood on a nearby rise; from the top, the view must have been excellent.
With people comin...
The warmth at Lawrence Camp far exceeded Gauss’s expectations—especially the laborers, who couldn’t stop praising and thanking the team—enough to make Gauss and the others a bit embarrassed...
2025-09-24 15:18:45 +0000 UTC View Post…
“Total monsters slain: 4450”
“4460”
“4475”
…
The numbers flickered madly before Gauss’s eyes.
He tirelessly dropped burning charges dow...
The goblin chieftain Grak flung the tent flap aside and charged out.
Behind him, the old shaman—leaning on his staff—shuffled after with deceptive speed.
Outside, the camp was utt...
“But where are we supposed to get a ballista?” Alia voiced the question on everyone’s mind.
Out here in the wilds, there wasn’t even a decent workshop, let alone a ballista. And even...
The raucous battlefield went dead quiet in an instant, as if someone had hit mute.
Only the burning turf not far away and the blood-stink hanging in the air proved the fierce fight had reall...
Gauss moved.
He burst into a sprint—fast. Power flooded his legs like it couldn’t run out; with a light push, his body shot forward.
So light!
Even he was surprised. It fel...
No one could answer the question gnawing at Gauss.
What he had to deal with right now was a goblin host of unknown strength and unknown size, led in the dark by something marshaling a swarm ...
“Huh?”
Sprite Thistle scratched her head, a puzzled look on her face.
“That’s strange. I’m sure it was right here.”
As if afraid Gauss would think she’d lied, she...