10 Chapter 10: Strange Developmen

After a few more moments of awkward laughter, Wilhelm finally managed to contain himself and closely scrutinize the goblin-like creatures. Their ripped and densely packed muscles were visible and seemed to nearly pop out of their body. Their formation was similar to how humans would've generally moved in the medieval era, as such, their intelligence was not to be underestimated.

Wilhelm quickly deduced that these goblins have presumably lived in this forsaken world for quite a while. This meant that they were no strangers to battle, nor could they be taken lightly. Although they were normally weak creatures in games, in this world, they were completely different.

To the humans who lived a comfortable life sitting on their sofa watching TV, the goblins were much stronger. Not to mention the fact that they were in possession of bows and stone weapons. If they fought, humans would more than likely die tragic deaths.

Thus, Wilhelm could only tap the few bystanders close to him and open his thin lips, "RETREAT!" he roared, and in response, they, along with the goblins, broke out of their stupor. Panic spread across the entire encampment as they rushed away from the goblins who were now charging forward.

An ominous breeze coursed through the air and fluttered Wilhelm's long hair as he gazed upon the massive goblin army. A large number of humans ran by his shoulders as they retreated and even a few arrows streaked across his face.

A strange smile formed on his lips as he slowly trod forward, walking against the grain. He hadn't felt an adrenaline rush quite this strong as of late, there was nothing more exciting than war. Perhaps, he could join his old war buddies in the afterlife, he was always regretful that he was the one to survive, and not his friends.

Wilhelm wasn't someone who cared much about his life, in fact, he had lost all of his family and loved ones long ago. After regularly killing people and being surrounded by death, even he, the guard dog of hell, grew weary. His Alias used to strike fear into the third-world countries who were fearful of assassination.

Thinking to here, Wilhelm smiled wryly and broke out into a sprint. he took out the dagger he had taken from Anna's treasury and ran headfirst into the goblin army. Using his inhumane capabilities, he easily dodged the arrows that streaked by him and jumped over the first line of goblin warriors.

The stout goblins immediately frowned and raised their head, stabbing toward Wilhelm who was in the air. Their short, stone swords were easily dodged by Wilhelm who maneuvered his body whilst in the middle of the air.

Like an acrobatic master, Wilhelm quickly landed on the ground and thrust his dagger into the neck of a nearby goblin. It penetrated a few inches of skin before being stopped by the sheer durability of the goblin bodies. Thus, Wilhelm quickly pulled his dagger out and dodged the oncoming strikes from behind.

Soon, the small goblin army formed a circle around Wilhelm and stopped paying attention to the other retreating humans. As if they found a new toy, many of the goblins laughed wildly as they pushed a small goblin forward.

It was the same one that Wilhelm had stabbed earlier, blue blood dripped from its neck and stained its leather armor. It glared hatefully at Wilhelm and took a few steps forward, tightly clenchings its short sword.

Seeing this, Wilhelm sneered and juggled the small dagger in his hands. Although the goblins were tough, they had never been taught to fight one another, nor were their fighting techniques advanced. As such, Wilhelm who was masterful at fighting intelligent creatures held a strong advantage.

He suddenly kicked off the ground and rushed toward the small goblin, his hair fluttered in the wind as he approached the goblin. In response, the green creature looking at Wilhelm mockingly and brandished its weapon, heaving it diagonally.

The goblins physical prowess was incredible, his cleave wafted up a strong wind, however, Wilhelm merely halted his movement at the last moment, taking 1 step back. The stone sword barely missed Wilhelm by an inch and stabbed into the ground.

Wilhelm smiled and took a step forward, stabbing his dagger into the same hole that he had made previously. This time, however, it went even deeper and blood spurted out like a fountain. The shocked goblin applied pressure to its wound and opened its eyes wide whilst staring incredulously at Wilhelm.

It took a few steps back and tripped on its feet. It attempted to call out for help, but only the sound of gurgling echoed out. Slowly, the life within the goblins eyes faded and the entire surroundings turned silent.

None of the other goblins made another sound as they observed Wilhelm, their curiosity piqued. They were a fighting race, as such, they respected those with strength, and preyed upon those that were weak.

The goblins that were once laughing looked at Wilhelm with excitement, they were breathing heavily at the thought of battling him themselves. Suddenly, within the crowd, a taller and more robust goblin walked out.

Contrary to the other goblins, this one possessed facial hair and much sturdier muscles. He even wielded a more advanced spear, a sly smile playing on his lips. He pointed at Wilhelm with his thick finger and then patted himself on the chest and spread his arms wide.

Wilhelm's eyes dilated, 'is he trying to recruit me to his clan?' he thought inwardly. His shock clearly displayed itself on his face as his jaw dropped whilst staring at the very large goblin.

To test the waters, Wilhelm nodded his head with a twitching smile, to which the goblin leader beat his chest and laughed. Following which, the rest of the goblins laughed and approached Wilhelm with smiles on their faces.

"Now this is a strange development…" Wilhelm whispered, but his thought process was soon interrupted by a notification.

[Goblin Warrior slain, 150 experience acquired]

[1250/1600 EXP until level 6]