Chapter 25 – Subjugating the Goblins

“There is no free happiness.”

As the saying goes, there is no convenience or happiness provided for free in this world. Unfortunately, in order to obtain happiness, you have to run and run here and there with your own efforts.

It’s been about a week since I came to Isvan. I was about to begin to seriously think that I would be screwed if I didn’t work, but in the meantime, I couldn’t work at all because I was collecting various information. Shouldn’t you look for a job by showing your face to the adventurer’s guild and selling your feet? I had a lot of work to do now that I had changed my place of living.

Most of all, even if an outsider adventurer came and tried to find a job, it wasn’t as easy as he thought. Should I say bullshit? There was such a thing.

So after a lot of effort, the quest that I completed in a week was to subdue the goblins. The content doesn’t matter. It was a simple request that if you beat up 10 goblin goblins who were just mean and cut off their heads and take them back, you’ll get 3 copper per head.

A subjugation request is something similar to a seawater salvage project.

Since certain monsters appear and plunder or eat crops and cause damage, they ask, ‘I’ll give you money if you catch those cubs.’

It’s good because you can hire adventurers to defeat monsters at a cheap price in a farmhouse, and it’s good because adventurers can earn money simply by killing a few monsters. It is a quest that is good for sister and good for brother-in-law.

That was what I was going to do today.

ㅡ Jerking and bucking.

I joined the party the day before to carry out the goblin subjugation quest, and I headed to the general store, the gathering place, early in the morning. When I arrived, a bald man with a spear came first and was waiting for me. I waved goodbye to him.

“Good morning.”
“Nice to meet you.”

His name was Sant, and he was an E-class adventurer. He was a man whose level of equipment was leather armor and a single spear in his hand. If nothing else, his thick arm muscles were reliable. The arm muscles were proof of training. Just looking at it, it seemed like he was a veteran who had been rolling for a long time as an E-class.

The other party member was Meria, a brown-haired, blue-eyed female adventurer who wielded a one-handed sword and shield, and the other was a boy who, no matter how you look at it, was only a minor holding a sword . His name was Gibson. It wasn’t very trustworthy, but since they’re both E-class, it doesn’t matter. At such a young age, he must have some level of skill to be E-ranked.

“I guess the other two haven’t come yet?”
“It looks like that.”

I sat down next to him and waited for the others. Then, for some reason, I suddenly started getting seriously awkward, so I decided to talk to her first.

“It shouldn’t be that difficult since I’m a goblin at most. Let’s simply earn a daily wage and go back.”
“I will.”

Short answer Twenty years old.

“Hmm… Since there are four of us, I think we only need to catch about 16 in total. I think it would be nice to bring about 10 coppers per person. I’m not sure if I can catch that many. “
“I guess so.”

This Santra seemed to be a very silent man. No, bald bastards, are you speechless because you don’t have hair? Do you conscientiously think that makes sense?

When he spoke he never seemed to write more than five letters. It was an extremely efficient method of conveying only necessary words, and my awkwardness quickly multiplied.

“Do you use a spear? It seems that adventurers carrying a spear are a bit rare.”
“Any.”

While I was having a meaningless conversation with Sant, other parties appeared. It was Meria and Gibson.

“Hello hello.”

Meria, who waved her hands and greeted her expressionlessly, had an appropriately sized wooden shield with iron rims tied around her back. She looked pretty solid and seemed like it would be perfect for her main tang her. Adventurers carrying a shield are not very common.

“Nice to meet you.”

The boy named Gibson, should I say a teenager, but he also looked as young as he had seen at the party. Anyway, he was holding only one sword like me.

I don’t know if it’s the spirit of youth, but even though I’m still growing up, judging from the fact that I jumped into the hopeless job front of being an adventurer, it seemed that my family was quite poor.

I wasn’t envious of being poor at all, but I was very envious of his youth.

“Everyone has gathered. Then let’s go.”

As soon as the party arrived, Sant spoke the longest he had ever seen, and then headed off in the lead. When he was making a party yesterday, he heard that it was a place known to the farmhouse that commissioned the goblin subjugation.

So we moved to the quest area along Sant. Since it’s a farm, it’s the same with Cockatrice, so there are more requests from the farm than I thought. Because they cultivate crops in large quantities, they are always under the threat of monsters.

Even in modern Korea, there is no such thing as a different world in the yard where crop damage due to wild boars and elk continues. Wild animals were just replaced by monsters. Even as a farmer, he would be on the verge of going crazy, as goblins with good heads were systematically plundering his crops.

Goblin.

Okay.
It’s a goblin

Goblins are a subspecies of small stature with greenish skin color. Its characteristic features are its long ears and long nose. Unlike other low-level monsters, they are a bit annoying because they know how to use simple tools, but knowing how to use tools means that they have the ability to roll their heads to some extent, so they can do things that other monsters can ‘t. Difficult because

To properly evaluate it, it could be said that the level is slightly higher than that of the kobold.

Even so, it’s a fistful for me. Anyway, since the farm was attached near the city, it was a distance that could be moved enough on foot. I walked while chatting with the party members.

“Hey, did you say Mr. Kat? Wow, he’s tall. Are you from a foreign country?”

Meria started asking me a lot about whether I liked her friendliness to her. My striking appearance of her often seemed to arouse this curiosity. I responded kindly, as it seemed to me that the question was not something of ignorance, but out of pure curiosity.

“Yes. I am from Mirkesha. I came to the big city because there was no hope in my savage hometown, but there is no hope here either.”
“Ohhh, is it?”
“What’s your height? Everyone in my hometown is this high.”

My height is 178 cm, which is almost 180 cm. The average height was slightly taller than that of otherworldly men. If the identity of black hair and black eyes is added to that, he becomes a barbarian man from barbarian tribes. Meria found it strange.

In fact, I hadn’t seen black-haired people a few times in the city, but it seemed to be rarer than I thought. If you get to know a few adventurers personally, it would be nice to create a clan like the ‘Mirkesha Homecoming Association’.

“How does your hometown feel? I’m so strange right now, can you tell me?”
“Um…So…”

To explain Hell Joseon, it would not have been enough to talk about it for three or four days, but here we decided to play it moderately.

“It’s just that there are a lot of grass and trees. They’re nomads, so they don’t really have a hometown. They always go there on horseback.”
“Horse? Are you good at riding horses?”
“No. That’s fucking hard.”
“What is that.”

I actually rode a horse in Jeju Island once, but it was fucking difficult and scary, so this wasn’t Gura. I am a person who trembles even when driving a second-class normal car. My riding skill is below F grade.

“Mr. Meria? Isn’t it hard to do such a harsh job with a woman’s body?”

This was not a matter of prejudice or prejudice, but of hormones and physical abilities. Compared to men, it is difficult for women to build muscles due to their constitution and are smaller in size. In the harsh workplace of adventurers who risk their lives to survive and survive, low muscle strength and a small weight class act as extreme negative factors.

Maybe because it’s a different world, there are warriors and knights who strengthen their bodies with mana, and they say that wizards also increase their personal physical strength with buffs, but it’s a different world story that has nothing to do with me, and there is almost no difference in skill between F and D ranks. Since they only met, it is true that women of this level don’t get along very well with adventurers.

I did see a lot, though.

It’s a rough and tough world, so men and women alike jump into the job front.

“Even though it’s difficult, everything is the same as long as you have a sword? Whether you’re a man or a woman, if you’re holding a weapon, it’s pretty much the same.”
“You’re right. With a knife, it’s all the same. People don’t realize that, but I think you’re wise.”

As the saying goes, even a woman can defeat quite a few monsters with just a sword. As long as she has the fighting spirit to fight and kill the enemy, even a woman can become a warrior. It’s a matter of mindset. If you have the confidence to risk your life, you can earn and live anywhere.

“Hasn’t it arrived soon?”
“It seems so.”

After talking with Meria, we arrived at the quest area. Sant and Gibson just walked silently without saying anything, like ascetic monks practicing silently, but I thought it was fortunate that Meria was friendly with her.

If it weren’t for her, she would have walked all the way without saying a word.

“You’ve arrived.”

With the skillful guide of Sandt, we entered the hall. In the hall, ugly and exaggeratedly painted goblin bounty posters were attached. It seemed to contain anger like a North Korean poster about overthrowing the US imperialist aggressor, so it made me feel cold.

“Ohh, aren’t you Sandt?”
“Nice to meet you, Chairman Nari.”
“Ah, that’s right. Sant and you are the adventurers who came to subdue the goblins.”

Then the old man pretended to know Sandt. Sant and the person who looked like a local official seemed to know each other. We briefly greeted the old man and listened to his explanation.

“Fine. If it’s Sant, you can trust me. Kill the goblin and bring me its head. If you do, I’ll pay you 3 coppers each.”
“Just leave it to me.”
“Yes, adventurers like you who came with Sant can trust me.”

He is confident

Killing monsters weaker than me was one of my few specialties. Goblins are more troublesome than kobolds, but even so, they are only ‘more troublesome than kobolds’. When I was young, I also lived by killing goblins.

Perhaps because goblins have a bit of a rolling head, they often arm themselves with bits and pieces they find here and there.

Those junk items were weapons dropped by unfortunate adventurers after they died, or lost items someone spilled. This includes discarded blades, etc. To put it simply, it was said that he was carrying things that could be money in his own way.

Even these bastards sometimes carry coins and the equivalent, which was a windfall. They had a habit of collecting shiny things like crows.

This was one of the reasons it was hard to see goblins in Krasheim. If it’s money, adventurers sweep it regardless of water and fire. It was impossible for the little goblins to stop the greedy ancient warrior-grasshoppers.

“Then let’s go. Goblins are likely to have built their nests in forests or mountains near the raided fields. If you see crops plundered, there is a possibility that they may have piled them up in their burrows. If you take them, you will receive additional rewards. There will be.”

Suddenly, seeing Sant talking like a flowing water, faith came into his own.

“Does Gibson know anything about goblins?

I asked Gibson, who was standing next to me. Gibson seemed surprised when I politely told him that I was several dozen centimeters taller than him. It is my motto to use respectful words if you do not quarrel with me or harm me. Because I was a cultured modern man.

First of all, it’s a law to be able to respond flexibly in battle, so I just asked casually.

“When I was young, I used to fight off goblins in the village, but I don’t know the details… I think all I know is… That the goblins can communicate with each other.”

You still look young enough, but if so, when was it?

So, under Sant’s command, we set out to find a place where the goblins might be. Like most things, it was also a mountain ride.