"Help!" Sonia shouted. But she was answered by more intensive screams not far away. The fleeing crowd was already in trouble.
Lana ran into five or six goblins head-on. He was startled and killed three of them with his sword in an instant, but more enemies attacked from behind and grabbed Fiona who was hiding behind him.
Her waist-length hair dragged her deeper into the garden.
Lana hurriedly pulled out his dagger and stabbed a goblin in the eye socket, then grabbed an ax and swung it in an attempt to rescue Fiona. But as soon as he turned around, he was hit hard on the back of the head.
Lana felt his eyes blur and immediately fell to the ground. Before he could stand up again, several sharp knives stabbed into his body. The other Shutoral present resisted like crazy, but they were immediately besieged from all directions.
Kneel down and fall down.
Not far away, Sonia's delicate face was scratched with many wounds by the surrounding bushes, but the goblin who caught her didn't care at all. No matter how hard she kicked, he just focused on dragging her deeper into the bushes.
Suddenly, Sonia found that the strength holding her disappeared, and then there was the sound of vegetation. A hand held her shoulder and helped her up from the bushes.
"Quick, follow me!" Galadia grabbed two crude short knives from somewhere, grabbed Sonia's hand and ran towards the outside.
"What should everyone do?"
"There's no one left!" Galadia struck down the two rushing Goblins with lightning speed, "The mountain monster calling the police just now was a trap to lure us out. The others were either caught or surrounded.
There are ambushes on the road leading to the main castle, we have to run outside."
"Obviously... I understand," Sonia hurriedly followed, "Let's take shelter along the outer city wall. It's not easy to be ambushed there, and we can rendezvous with Griffith as soon as possible."
"If he is still alive," Galadia gritted her silver teeth, "this idiot would probably be the first to be attacked."
…
Brownie No. 2887 was hiding in a dark corner, watching the goblins besiege the small group of remaining freshmen. His distinctive eyes shone with wisdom and restraint, not like a humble familiar at all.
The trainee knights protecting them were only wearing half-mail at most, and several of them had already fallen during the siege. Two goblins dressed as shamans stood beside it, as silent as stone statues.
Under his control, a large group of goblins had captured many freshmen who had escaped from the library, and very rarely did they violence the girls on the spot.
"Shaman, lead a team of warriors to intercept the two escaping prey." No. 2887 discovered Galadia and the others and immediately sent out pursuers. "The others will take the existing prey and retreat."
"But there are still humans who are resisting," a Goblin Shaman objected, "the warriors will take them down soon."
In the center of the garden, the freshmen of Minerva had dispersed into several small circles after being attacked head-on, using various magic spells they had mastered to resist. Under the command of one or two cores, they dispersed nearby
The ground becomes greasy or muddy, and fireballs are released to burn or vines are given life to attack the goblins, which makes it impossible for the goblins who far outnumber them to take them down.
"There is no time. Humanity's counterattack is imminent," No. 2887 shook his head. "A bird in the hand is worth a hundred in the bush."
…
Sonia tripped over her fluffy robe and fell onto the cold rocks with a thud. Behind them, a group of goblins had already chased after them.
Galadia took off her academic robe, bent down and grabbed the hem of her dress and tore it open, revealing her legs wearing white stockings.
There was no way to run away... If she were alone, Galadia could easily get rid of her pursuers. But Sonia was already panting from exhaustion, and it was difficult to hold on for much longer.
"Garadia, run away!" Sonia gasped as she took off her obstructive academic robe, picked up a stone and held it in her hand, taking a determined look at the deep darkness under the cliff, "I won't let them
Catch mine."
"This is not possible," Galadia turned around and held down Sonia's head, hiding her behind a broken boulder on the city wall, and covering her with their robes. "My battle requires constant changing of positions.
You wait here. If they catch you, don't resist, I will be back soon to rescue you."
After doing all this, Galadia pulled out two captured daggers and jumped up onto the city wall deftly.
"Jie Jie Jie!" The shaman leading the team immediately noticed the elf's movements and immediately pursued him.
"Trees, listen to my call,
"Vine, respond to my voice,
"I identify,
"The enemy in front of you is the enemy of nature!"
Galadia jumped towards the inside of the city wall. Below her, the lush trees opened their crowns to embrace her, and the thick vines on the trunks rushed toward the goblins like snakes.
Four or five goblins were caught immediately, and the remaining goblins swarmed down the damaged city wall and rushed towards the elves coming down from the trees.
Galadia first noticed a distinctive cloaked Goblin jumping out of the darkness. It was surrounded by a naked Goblin on the left and right.
Is there anything different about this guy? Galadia kicked one away, then swung the dagger to block the cloaked goblin's dagger, and inserted the other dagger into its throat.
"Ugh!" The severely injured Goblin spat out a mouthful of smelly blood foam at the elf.
Galadia hurriedly stepped aside. Suddenly, another goblin also wearing a cloak appeared behind the cloaked goblin. The exact same outfit made her think she was hallucinating.
The second cloaked goblin opened his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at the elf from almost a stone's throw away. Galadia, who was unable to dodge, was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and hurriedly threw a short knife at the archer goblin, killing it.
Shot down from the air.
There was a sharp pain in the shoulder where the arrow was hit, and the elf's keen sense of touch amplified the pain. Before she could be surprised by the goblin's cooperation, a third cloaked goblin appeared from behind the slain companion.
No, it's not! How many are there! Galadia was shocked, her weapons were all used up, and she didn't know how to defend herself against the enemy for a moment.
The third cloaked goblin swung a wooden stick at the elf, hitting Galadia hard on the shoulder. Her arm was dislocated on the spot, and she fell to her knees with a scream.
The keen perception amplified the pain. Galadia was in severe pain and subconsciously raised her hands to protect herself.
The goblin had no sympathy for her, so he hit her hard with a wooden stick. The wooden stick hit Galadia's hand first, and then hit her beautiful forehead, causing blood splashes. Several brothers
Brin followed and hit her with sticks and stones.
Galadia was beaten all over by the rain-like attack and fell to the ground covered in blood. In her blurred vision, the goblins trapped by the vines had broken free and were surrounding her from all directions.
"Help~" Galadia struggled desperately to get up from the ground, but her hands were too weak to use strength, and her mouth was full of bitter taste. What lingered in her mind was that she was among the goblins.
The tragic experiences of the women seen in the lair and the mage tower.
"Who can help me……"
The goblin holding a wooden stick looked at his prey with a ferocious smile. The slim and beautiful elf fell to the ground without any resistance, and the mesmerizing scenery flowed between the bifurcated skirts. The goblin subconsciously moved towards the seductive
The scenery reaches out.
"Click~"
Suddenly there was a sound of bones breaking in the darkness. A goblin outside had his neck broken and fell to the ground.
Before its companions could react, a tall figure flashed in front of them. Two waving sharp blades sliced off two heads.
Griffith burst out of the darkness and rushed towards the goblin holding a wooden stick.
The frightened enemy hurriedly retracted his hand, but before it could adjust its posture, Griffith pierced its stomach with his sword and killed it.
At this moment, there was a crackling sound in the air, and an electric arc was shot at the trainee knight. Griffith, who had just repelled the enemy, accidentally hit him, and both weapons were knocked out.
"Jie!" The Goblin Shaman pressed his hand on the staff made of dead wood and continued to chant to the trainee knight. The remaining Goblin warriors also rushed towards him from all directions.
"Electric magic? Do Goblins have such a rare spell-casting ability?" Griffith was completely blackened by the electricity, and his hands and feet were burned in many places. He hurriedly threw a dagger at the enemy, and then caught a pounce.
The goblin came over and broke its neck.
Although Shutoral has good magic resistance, when there is only one person, Griffith cannot block the enemy's spellcasting, nor can he completely avoid suffering damage.
If the Goblin Shaman's lightning attacks were allowed to go unchecked, he would probably be paralyzed to the ground after just one more attack.
Griffith swung the captured Goblin like a stick, knocking over two enemies that rushed towards him. At the same time, he stared closely at the shaman's mouth shape and watched the thunder and lightning on the staff.
gather.
It's too late for the lightning to take shape.
Spells often have long syllables at the end.
As the shaman recited an inexplicable spell, a section of lightning exploded. But Griffith was the first to throw the goblin corpse in his hand towards the shaman.
"Guji!" the shaman screamed, watching helplessly as the corpse hit his staff, and then the lightning exploded, swallowing him up.
"Crack-click!"
A bright light startled all the creatures present. When the light dissipated, the Goblin Shaman fell to the ground covered in smoke.
The injured Goblin Shaman struggled to push away the corpse that was pressing on him, trying to get free. At this moment, a foot stepped heavily on its chest.
"Can you speak human language?" Griffith, who killed all the goblins present in the blink of an eye, asked the shaman who was only half alive. There were too many doubts about tonight's attack, and he needed to know as much as possible
Some.
"Stupid... lackey!" the shaman clearly spoke human words and said viciously.
"Who sent you here, and who is the commander?" Griffith stepped down hard, and the shaman's blackened face immediately became more distorted.
"To, to this..."
"What did you say?" Griffith slightly reduced his strength, wanting to hear what the shaman was saying.
"To this false world...
"Initiate a rebellion!"
The clear words were like thunder, and Griffith jumped up like a rabbit that stepped on a bear trap.
The Goblin Shaman tried his best to pull off a string of beads from his waist, and the fierce flames quickly swallowed it and the Goblin Warrior's body, turning into a blazing fireball.
…
"The Goblin Shaman is dead? Is there such a thing?" Ophelia, who was fully armed, raised her eyebrows.
Around her, all the first-year Shutorals were fully armed. Although they rushed to support and rescued many people, there were still some, including Sonia who was hiding on the city wall.
Seven girls were kidnapped.
Rana and several other Shutoral who resisted the goblins were seriously injured and fell into a coma. Galadia was also seriously injured.
Griffith took the shield and the spear from Midian Maier, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out: "They can't run fast with the prisoners. We are pursuing them in armor now, let's set off now."
Associate Professor Velonos, who was leading the team, had already taken over the command and rescue of the scene, and was arranging the treatment of the injured. He silently glanced at the sixteen first-year Shutoral who were neatly lined up: "The number of professors is too small.
This manpower is now only enough to strengthen the defense, and you are the only one pursuing it. I have informed the school that Professor Lordes and Ranger Kroger will arrive soon to support you.
"Remember the content of your Defense Against the Dark Arts course. The dangers in the Whispering Forest do not only come from the enemies in front of you."
Strong support from the school will arrive soon, but they are goblins, and every second counts in this situation.
"Understood," Griffith nodded, turned to the Shutorals and asked, "Let's set off now. Everyone, I ask for command. Anyone who has any objections please raise it now?"
Everyone looked at Griffith with unquestioning eyes. So far, no one has shown more determination and bravery than he did when fighting the tentacled sea monster, and no one has just achieved a victory against the mountain monster that is likely to be Sequence 7 like him.
.
"Let's go!" Griffith said towards the dark forest, "Let these bastards pay for their stupidity!"
…
The goblins fled into the dense forest. They had no carts to transport the captives, and no flat passage, so they could only carry them and flee among the rocks and tree trunks.
All the Shutoral abandoned their plate armor and marched in a hurry. They all wore only a layer of mail or leather armor, but carried a shield and three armor-piercing spears.
They lit torches, crossed ravines, stepped over rocks and dense forests, followed the messy footprints left by the goblins, and chased towards the depths of the Whispering Forest.
"Is there a Brownie among them?" Ophelia, with two-colored eyes, hurried beside Griffith, checking the map from time to time to mark the reinforcements behind her.
"Yes, it is different from ordinary Brownies," Griffith said. "Its identity may not be limited to the traitor who leads the way. Judging from its behavior and words, it may also be the commander of this attack."
"A brownie? What's the point of doing such a thing?" Murat asked from behind.
No one could answer his question. The Shutorals expressed their ignorance with silence.
Why? Griffith thought to himself. There is no crime without motive.
After less than half an hour of rapid marching, Griffith suddenly raised his hand, and the entire team immediately stopped.
The heavily armed Shutoral quietly dispersed to both sides and quickly entered the fighting position. Everyone tried their best to control their breathing and hid in the team waiting for the signal.
The light-footed Ophelia jumped onto the treetops and conducted reconnaissance ahead. Originally, it was most appropriate for Galadia to be responsible for this kind of thing, but she, like Rana, was unable to participate in the battle.
Griffith followed the direction indicated by Ophelia and carefully groped over.
In front of the dark road, goblins were gathering on a flat grassland. Behind them were the captured girls.
"There are more than three hundred in number, including more than a hundred armored ones, three shamans, four trolls, and one brownie you mentioned," Ophelia returned to Griffith and said, "They have no use for these girls.
As a hostage and a human shield, you set up a formation and prepare to fight us openly?"
"Goblins still wear armor?"
"Four giant monsters? Why are there four?"
Apparently someone in the team knew about Goblin's habits and blurted out in surprise.
"They neither split up nor fled with all their strength." Midianmaiya began to check everyone's equipment. There was no time to find out the reason now.
"Just go up and ask and you will find out. Everyone will proceed as planned." Griffith nodded to everyone and walked out of the woods alone. The others quickly acted according to the arrangements.
On a flat black grassland, the goblins were lining up in a manner that was incompatible with their chaotic temperament, with spears in front, sword and shield soldiers behind, and on both sides were miscellaneous soldiers armed with slings, bows and arrows and various weapons.
.The team raised several flags made of rags, bones and sticks, and even drummers with war drums.
Among the densely packed small creatures, there are four tall and muscular bodies standing like rocks on the sea. Those are the Goblin monsters that Griffith once encountered.
Hundreds of goblins formed a dense square formation, almost filling the open space in the forest.
The captured Sonia and other girls lowered their heads and were tied under the big tree behind without saying a word. Several goblins were wandering nearby to prevent them from escaping.
"I am Griffith Blanton, second-level squad leader," Griffith shouted loudly, "Commander of the Goblins, tell me your demands."
The Goblin team slowly opened a path in the middle, and a creature that was about the same height as them, but with brown skin and a much softer appearance walked out.
Brownie No. 2887. The Brownie who led the attack on Griffith under the city wall.
This brownie walked towards Griffith, who was fully armored, with bare hands, stood in the middle of the two sides, and looked calmly at the trainee knight under the shade of the tree. Six or seven armored goblins stood beside him to protect him.
Griffith glanced around, then sheathed his sword and walked towards Brownie with his shield in hand.
"I am Gothra," Brownie No. 2887 nodded towards the human, "I used to be a handyman in the gardens of Homemonworth."
Griffith curiously looked at the creature that was less than half his height: "Gozilla, tell us your request, and then hand the girls over to us safely."
"Okay," Gosila said slowly, "I request 10 arcane crystals from the Homon Watts hoard, 200 pounds of mithril, 20 ounces of fine gold, 15 days of refined dry food for 400 people, and only
The Flying Leaf is manned by 15 brownies. I will ensure the safety and decent treatment of the prisoners, and return them to you after boarding the ship."
"Yeah." Griffith nodded and looked around.
Total nonsense...
This Brownie named Gosla must have other intentions. Otherwise, would he risk such a great deal to set up such a conspiracy just to obtain some arcane crystals and a sailboat that would have no chance of escaping the pursuit of the Byeran fleet?
"Do you agree?" Gosila looked at the tall human.
"Yes, a very fair price," Griffith said, "and I also put forward my conditions."
"Speaking."
"Return the captives immediately, and join me personally." Griffith knelt down and looked at Gosla with equal eyes. "You will get a document notarized by the God of Contract, Homon Wo
Wizards will not pursue your crimes, and will grant you freedom and wizard treatment. You will have your own Brownie servant, independent bedroom, study room, research equipment and allowances, becoming the first Brownie Wizard in Homemonworth or
Enjoy life like a wizard."
Gosila tilted his head: "Does your promise work? Second-level team leader."
"For the sake of seven noble girls, of course it will work," Griffith nodded, "I said, you will get a written commitment."
"What about my compatriots?"
"Compatriots?" Griffith looked at the Goblins behind Gosla in confusion, and decided not to dwell on Gosla's statement, "Generally speaking, they will be annihilated. But, if you wish,
You can also let them leave, it will not be difficult for them to live in this whispering forest."
"The goblins made you bleed, and you still think Homemon Watts will let them go?"
"The blood has been shed," Griffith stood up, looking past the Gothra and Goblin phalanx to the girls bound behind them, "but there is still room for redemption now, isn't there?"
The goblin guards had no expression on their faces. Unlike their wretched counterparts, they seemed not to care about anything. They just stared at the humans a few steps away with cold and calm eyes.
"You are different from what I expected," Gosila nodded. "I originally thought you would laugh at Brownie as not worthy of having his own name, and I also thought you would suggest annihilating my compatriots on the spot after seducing me. Arrogance.
Human beings will not negotiate with us. You do not think so according to your human habits, which surprises me."
Griffith raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"If you are not a skilled liar," Gosila said, "then you may think of us as your equals in your heart."
"So..." Griffith waited curiously for Brownie's decision.
"I want to discuss this with my compatriots," Gosila took a few steps back and came to the middle of his Goblin guards. "Please wait a moment, trainee knight, we will reply to you soon."
Griffith narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had turned into a silent rock.
Only the cold wind blew between the two groups of hostile creatures, and a strange atmosphere was brewing on the cold and silent grass.
Suddenly, a series of bowstring sounds were heard from behind the Goblin team. Four of the Goblins guarding the girls were shot over on the spot. Ophelia led three Shutorals wearing light leather armor.
Jumped out.
"Jie Jie Jie!" The Goblin brigade immediately became commotion. Some of them wanted to turn around and run back, while others stood still and didn't know what to do.
The eyes of Griffith, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly opened, and a sharp light shone from under his blade-like eyebrows. He moved from stillness, and kicked his half-kneeling legs towards the ground, and the right hand pressed on the scabbard on his left waist turned into a void.
film.
The arc-shaped sword light flashed past, a tooth-itching tearing sound echoed in the silent forest, and the air wailed.
The moment Gosila heard the sound of the strings, he rolled over in the direction of the formation. The guards around him flew up three or four heads at the same time, and blood spurted out.
Before the goblin armored guards could react, Griffith had already rushed into their midst and tore them apart together.
Ophelia and others' icy sword light killed all the guards near the hostages in a blink of an eye. They took advantage of the negotiation time to sneak back to the back of the goblin queue and suddenly launched an attack from the shadows.
"attack!"
"Central breakthrough!"
In the woods, Shutoral was fully clothed and formed a sharp arrow formation to rush towards the goblin group.
They trampled the ground, making a roaring sound like a torrent, but no one made any noise and howled, and they rolled over silently.
"Jie!" The Goblin Shaman raised the cloth flag with the skeleton on it. The three Goblin monsters in front of the square waved their huge tree trunks. More than three hundred Goblins stepped forward, beat their chests, and howled.
Jumping towards humans.
A dozen gleaming cold lights suddenly bloomed in the darkness. A series of dull crackling sounds sounded from the fat torso of the Goblin troll. In an instant, the second round of cold light swept over like stars falling to the ground, sweeping the Goblins away.