《Parrain de Asesino》Chapter 6 - Assault
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"Mysterious phenomenon?"
We have been traveling for hours, passing through the muddy forest that filled with wild beasts and uncommon plants that were rarely seen (In the game). The wild beasts were not hostile towards us, as long as we do not disturb them.
I was having a casual conversion with Sally and curious about strange events that happened in the recent years in this world. She was explaining one of them that happened since the beginning of the road project, which supposed to stretch all the way from the Capital to crayon, connecting the towns together.
"Yesh!. But something held the project back. Woodcutters were put to sleep and send back to the entrance. Over and over the event persisted, until the King ceased the project. And rumor circulated that the Mother Nature does not want this part of the forest to be destroyed."
She lifted her forefinger up before continuing.
"In any case, the interesting things here. Only those who intended to harm the forest will encountered this event. Travelers who bypass the forest were not harmed! It is as if there's something protecting the forest!"
“Halt, we shall take a break.”
We have reached a small clearing in the forest where bushes appeared to be surrounding it and Zean proposed to take a break. The mercenary protecting the wagons took out a couple of canteens and some beef jerky for a snack before distributing them to us.
“Ah! Finally a rest! I was getting tired from the bumpy ride.”
Kole said while ordering Hollow Light’s member to get its supply. Surprisingly, Kole intermingle well in terms of people from the lower class.
Everyone has their own specific stuff to be done while earnestly enjoyed a little break. The mercenary were feeding the horses with wheat while some were taking guard duties around the area.
I was with Sally, taking a seat near a fallen log, chewing the beef jerky and occasionally having a casual conversation.
“So, where do you come from? Are you travelling alone?”
Sally asked, while taking a bite off a beef jerky. The question piques the interest of Thalia as her beautiful blue eye pierce through me.
“Hmm ... Let’s just say that I am not from this area?”
“What?! From another area?! I knew it!”
Perhaps misunderstanding my … answer, Sally was surprised and mumbled to herself with evil intention … let’s miss out on that. Thalia was looking at me suspiciously but did not utter a word.
The rest of the Raven Cry was either assisting with the errand or keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings. Though, there was an introverted elf, sitting beside Sally, once in while taking a glance at me while drinking water from the canteen.
The Twin Blade, well, cold as usual, taking a seat under the trees while eating the jerky.
“Shhhh!.. Quiet down! There’s something in the forest.”
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A man doing guard duty noticed there were movements in the bushes, whispered to warn us. Everyone stopped whatever they were doing, cautiously looking at the surroundings.
The rustling sound of nearing footsteps on the forest floor could be heard, a head pop out of the bushes, peaking at us.
“Goblin!!"
Shouted someone who spotted it first.
Everyone took their fighting stance with weapons.
“Damn! Just when I thought I could rest!”
Complain a mercenary soldier who looked truly depleted from the unpleasant journey.
“Finally! Some fun!”
Wolfe cheered and smirking, as he bumps his fist together with full of fighting spirit.
“We’ll do as usual, Raven Cry, Twin blade and Zeig, kill them all. The rest of you! Protect the wagons! I’ll protect Sir Kole.”
“Yeaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Zean, professionally giving out orders even when he was exhausted from the long hours travelling.
Kole was unusually calm without uttering a word, perhaps trusting his judgement in his personal guard captain?
A moment later, a large group of grotesque, deformed and short green humanoid armed with wooden sticks with sharp pointy stone end and a piece of loincloth covering their groin, rushes out from the forest.
“We are surrounded!”
“Damn! Those goblins! Are they not tired?”
Exhaustion could be seen on our groups’ faces as they displayed a sign of irritation.
We have been confronting inconsistent assaults from goblins ever since we enter the forest. But this time round, the assault was on a larger scale. Dealing with goblin was easy; they are only categorized as D ranked after all. But when they were in a group, even a B rank adventurer will experience considerable difficulties.
A man wearing robe, pointy hat and wooden staff from Hollow Light, step in front and chanted, signified the beginning of the battle.
'Boli ast Alan!'
A magical circle appeared in front of his palm and a fist sized fireball was materialized, shot towards the goblin.
Yeep! Different from the game, Magicians in this world need a long incantation (words that I do not recognize) to manifest spell and they were in general rare and well-respected in the society. That was the reason why I have decided upon getting the information that in order not to stand out, I decided not to show my magic. I still have a lot of things to learn about this world.
“They’re everywhere?!”
The goblins numbered probably more than 80 and it was like they’re aiming for something... And the majority of them rushed towards … my direction?
Nevertheless, among the entire exhausted individual, there was an out of place, war junkie Wolfe, who gets unusually excited over battling and killing.
“HAHAHHaha! Slay them all”
Saying that as he unsheathed the bastard sword and charged towards the goblins.
“Oi, Don’t charge alone, you dumb ass!!”
Sign of irritation could be heard from Oshan as he slays a goblin, protecting both women on the team. Sally and Thalia were acting as support for the team, dealing with goblins on their blind spot.
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Hollow Light was constantly fending off goblins that got close to the wagons.
Twin blade …. They were already in front of Wolfe, slaying a number of goblins.
Time for me to get some action!
Taking out the blunt sword holstered onto my hips, I accelerate rapidly towards the group of goblins, cleaving a few in a flash. The wooden spear the goblins wield was weak that even my dull sword can cut through without much strength.
Charging past the shocked Wolfe, who quickly regains his posture, I sliced a goblin in half, penetrated the others on the throat and chopping off their limbs.
A moment later, bodies and green blood filled the scene, but the numbers were still increasing on our side. Strangely, the wagon’s side probably numbered no less than 20.
*SQUEAKKKKKKKKKK*
A goblin was screeching a sharp, high pitched sound to gather the attention of others. Seconds later, its charge towards …..
Hah? Why? Am I always targeted?
The goblins came charging to me and with my instinct, I swing my sword to kill them. I thrust, I pierce, and I slice with only my raw strength, not displaying any sign of fatigue.
The numbers of goblin decreased gradually and somehow realized that this assault was hopeless.
A goblin was hiding in my blind spot, but too bad, I could sense its presence. In fact, I could sense, every one of them, including a presence hidden amidst the trees while taking a gander at the scene ever since our group entered the forest.
“Look Out!”
A rough voice screamed out.
The goblin immediately lunged onto me when I was dealing with one in front of me. Its spear shoved onto me, pierced through the jacket, cutting my flesh.
The goblin was smirking, letting out a creepy sound that only I could hear. But the next moment he was confused, turning its head sideways. I smirked, because not only I was not harmed, it was his death anniversary today.
I turned around and firmly grabbed its head before applying pressure onto my hand, crushing its skull. The sound of bone fracture could be heard from afar. Green fluid released from the goblins’ five sense organs, before it became a mess; Green brain’s juice disperse everywhere throughout the area and a headless mini body was lying on the ground.
The wing blew vigorously and the scent of flesh, and blood could be smelled afar.
Bodies of goblins and different parts of internal organs spread throughout the area.
Other remaining goblins in front of me hesitated, produced a creaking sound as if they were communicating.
“Y#&ou #^G/&O”
“#*No!,/^&Y$O&u$*G”O$^.”
Shit! Why do I even trying to listen the nonsensical talk?!
I leaped onto them, ending their pathetic life without mercy.
Fear was shown on the goblins as they knew they couldn’t win; one by one they started to fall back, running back to the place they came from.
“They are retreating!”
“HOOOOOOOOOO”
Yells of triumph could be heard from our group.
Wolfe walked up to me and patted me gently on the shoulder.
“Hey Kid! Well done! And here I thought you were some shit ass kid! First time seeing you into action, and the first time you created this.... mess. HAHAHA”
Well, it was after all hard to imagine an 18 years old kid wielding a sword, chopping off limbs and slaying without batting an eye.
“Let’s get the hell out of here; somehow, I could feel something watching us.”
Oshan said with a hint of nervousness.
The wind blew violently once more, the trees shaken, the grass dance according to the tune of the wind, however this time, sweet aroma filled the air.
“Hey, you smell it?”
“*Sniff*, Yeah, a smell of wom....”
*Thump*
“SHIT! Don’t inhale it! It’s seda....”
*Thump* *Thump* *Thump*
One by one, Kole, Hollow Light, Raven Cry, and Twin Blade .Even the horses began to look drowsy and passed out. I stared at them, befuddled at the scene. What the heck happened?
Letting my guard down, a sudden concentrated energy ball shot towards me, the pressure was huge, and ear-splitting screeching sound demonstrates the speed it travels. But it’s not a big deal for me as I stood immovable.
Raising my right arm up into a defensive stance, I blocked the rapid basketball sized energy ball with my forearm; I could feel my arm smouldered when the sphere came into contact!
I deflected the sphere back effortlessly with my raw strength, causing it to explode upon contact with the trees few distance away.
*BOOOOOM!*
Smoke was rising rapidly and a crater was formed from the aftermath of the explosion.
“IMPOSSIBLE!”
A sweet voice could be heard amidst the trees.
There was a sting on my burned arm, and when I took a look at it wondering what happened, I was stunned, my burned forearm was slowly recovering, and back to the human’s skin!
In the game, a Vampire racial trait has regeneration ability, but it only displays upon the HP bar. Looking at it first handed made me truly feel eerier and creepy. I am after all a (Once) human too.
“You know, whoever you are, you could have done better. Why don’t you show yourself?”
A woman, with her birthday suit, long, sleek green hair, smooth, luxurious skin and have ample mounts, looking exceptionally tempting, walked out of the tree with heavy steps. The most remarkable features she has, was her striking green skin, blending into the surrounding forest.
What is she?
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Hello readers,
I have been busy with my Final Year Project in school. So posting might delay. I asked for your understanding.
Thank you for your support :)
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