CH 4.1

Chapter 4.1. Hobgoblin

Hobgoblins. In a word, they are a bad enemy. It’s like an ogre level in a video game. Its status can easily twist the neck of an adult. Incidentally, in the case of an ogre, it will tear off a human’s body.

I feel like the enemy is one level stronger than in a game, but I assume it is probably because of the skill. In a game, the skill level is always the same or higher than the opponent’s, but in reality, the skill level is lower on the human side, so I think they feel stronger.

Such is the case with Hobgoblin-san. It’s crying out in lamentation because his friends are on fire. Yes, yes, I know, it’s sad. But this is war, right? The old man plans to retreat and run away. There were no hobgoblins in the contract. Running away should not be a breach of contract.

But, of course, they’re already locked on to the enemy that defeated their friends, and the hobgoblin comes running at a thud, bouncing through the dirt as they gouge out the ground. They were probably as fast as a bicycle. It had endurance, so I would not be able to escape. And there were three of them.

“I’m going to have to make up my mind. [Water ball.]”

I create a volleyball-sized water ball and throw it into the campfire. With a sizzling sound, the light of the fire goes out, and with a puff of smoke, the world is suddenly transformed into darkness.

The hobgoblin, too, was suddenly in the dark and stopped, puzzled, even though it had night vision. Sakimori did not miss the opportunity.

“Tei!”

Sakimori leaps like a leopard toward the lead hobgoblin, his voice sounding rather cute, not like the voice of a fat, old man. He thrusts his toes into the hobgoblin’s torso and uses it as a springboard to stand on its head.

[Necking Screw]

His body glows slightly and spins around with a vigorous grip on its head. With a sickening gurgling sound, the hobgoblin’s head spun 180 degrees, spewing bloody foam and falling with a thud.

Just before he fell, he leaped into the air, spinning his body, which was tiny for Sakimori

Angered that one of them has been killed, a nearby hobgoblin unleashes a clean right uppercut at the spinning Sakimori, who is probably spinning in mid-air. The blow seems to have a rising dragon in its fist, and when he stops spinning, he gently thrusts both hands out and attaches them to the hobgoblin’s fists.

He then gently puts out both hands and places them on the hobgoblin’s fists, and like water flowing along his arms, his petite body easily passes the blow away. The hobgoblin’s eyes widen in surprise as he drops down in front of the hobgoblin, and as soon as their eyes meet, he unleashes a kick.

[Moonsault Kick]

He stands on the toe of his shoe and slams the kick into the hobgoblin’s brain. The hobgoblin’s body shakes with the impact, and its white eyes peel back as it hooks its leg around the neck. The neck bends over on its back, and then, pushing past its limit, it makes a gurgling sound and falls, just like the hobgoblin from earlier.

[Rush]

The last goblin uses his martial arts on the defender, who is probably trying to get his feet off the fallen enemy and back on his feet. The last goblin uses martial arts, a combination of magic and melee attacks, with a narrower range of effect than magic, but with a more powerful offensive force. The girl who looked like Sakimori was using martial arts as well.

Clasping its hands, the hobgoblin unleashes a barrage of strikes, straight from the jab, straight from jab, jab, with its body glowing faintly.

Crossing his arms, Sakimori tried to withstand the onslaught. However, the hobgoblin’s punches, which boast several times the muscle strength of an adult, tear at the shadowy figure that covers its body, revealing it.

There was a petite girl with shimmering, glossy, semi-long black hair, a pretty face, meek eyes, a tiny nose, and lips the color of cherry blossoms. There was no sign of the old man. It must have been a miracle. Goodbye, old man.

“You saw it, didn’t you?”

She tells the hobgoblin in a gentle tone of voice, and behind her eyes, there is no trace of meekness, but a dangerous light. The hobgoblin, pressured by this light, retreats involuntarily, and the girl’s tone turns disappointed at the sight.

“Looking at the enemy and being overwhelmed, Hobgoblins are hobgoblins after all, aren’t they? Well then, hello and goodbye. Sakimori-san, please agree.”

[Aiyo]

The girl sends a thought and is immediately answered by the Sakimori’s voice, who smiles adorably and contentedly.

[Shadow Blade]

Her small hand is extended with a snap, fingers together. Darkness gathers and transforms it into a two meter long sword. The jet-black darkness absorbs all light and makes the opponent feel there is no hope.

With a hiss and a wind-slashing sound, the girl swings her sword and slashes the hobgoblin in a kesa slash. A slanting line of darkness on its body, and slowly the enemy’s body disintegrates from the cut. The hobgoblin panicked and pressed down on the cut, but the disintegration did not stop, and it turned to ashes and scattered to the ground.

The girl watched the scene with a wry smile and opened her mouth.

“My name is Amano Shizuku. You can ask Enma-san in hell to form a victim’s group to say I did this to you, right?”

The figure of the girl who put her hand on her waist and smiled was beautiful. She has to put her hands on her hips, sit and put her chin on her chin, and do the pieces.

“Sakimori-san. Which pose would have been better for my current line? The weird and cool way to stand that still sounds like a thud and a sound effect?”

He replied with an exasperated voice to the girl who acted foolishly wondering if she would do this or this pose.