[The Hero rested for [] hours.]
Although certain there was nothing of use left in the barracks, the Hero did not leave immediately.
She returned to the room she had rested in before, curled up in a corner of the stone bed, and closed her eyes to quietly pretend to sleep.
The wounds left by the goblins and the fatigue from battling the Gargoyle were not going to fade in just an hour.
However, the Hero knew her body was much more resilient than the average person.
Her close friend once pinched her arm, bewildered at how she could play all day without getting tired with such slender arms and legs.
No need to rush, she just needed to be patient and rest, and she would soon recover; though the barracks were empty, they were a good place for a short respite.
The room began to echo with shallow breathing again.
The breaths, initially quick and shallow, gradually became steady and deep.
And as time passed, the light outside softened, brightened, and then dimmed once again.
Undisturbed, unvisited.
In the quiet stone chamber, the young girl hugged her knees and slept soundly, as if everything stood still, frozen in this moment.
Only the changing light outside and the dust dancing in the air proved that time was still ticking away.
It wasn't until the dusky night began to take over the world bit by bit that the Hero finally opened her eyes.
[The Hero is fully recovered, but with a stomach as empty as the barracks]
[Hero's Luck (7 or higher for belongings to be intact, 1 even the Magic Stone is gone)]
[The state of belongings, below 10 are gone, 20—damaged, 30—only a bag left, 40+ some food remains]
"...So it's after all."
Stepping out of the barracks under the night sky that draped around her like a lightweight gauze, the Hero hung her head and sighed.
In her hand, she held a fist-sized Magic Stone, picked from the remains of the Gargoyle, a token of her conquest as well as a valuable material.
But the belongings she had left near the Goblin Camp weren't as fortunate.
The backpack was still there, a bit damaged, but its basic function of holding items remained unaffected.
However, the contents were all gone without a trace.
Food and water, naturally, didn't bear thinking about; emergency medicines and bandages were scattered all over the ground.
And the young girl's spare clothes were heavily damaged—some completely gone, some torn and tattered, thrown on the muddy ground nearby.
But having something is better than nothing, shouldn't she find something to wear first?
Such a thought evaporated from the Hero's mind after realizing that the only ones who could have taken her belongings, aside from the goblins active nearby, were not a consideration.
Without another glance at the shredded skirt and blouse, without even the thought of checking if they were stained with something, the Hero, with a stony face, stuffed the Magic Stone into her backpack.
She would rather return directly to the city than wear clothes touched by goblins.
And after all, why are those disgusting creatures still alive to touch my things?
—Because I haven't killed them all yet.
[The Hero's next action——]
1. Let's go kill goblins!
10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure
[Are the goblins still around?]
2. No (Joined with the Big Goblin) ♛
[The Big Goblin's tribe took over the remnants of the Goblin Windmill Knight, number+60=110]
[Big Goblin's command——]
2. Internal conflict occurred
3. Big Goblin evolved
4. Noisy living caught the attention of the dead
10. Critical Success♛/Extreme Failure
[Big Goblin Big! Suc! Cess!]
1. Big Goblin evolved♛
2. Goblins very alert
3. Goblins' Stealth Attack
4. Goblins have surrounded this place
9. Goblins' flesh disgust
10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure
The Big Goblin looked admiringly at the bustling crowd of underlings surrounding it, involuntarily baring its mouth, revealing yellow-black rotten teeth.
It was not originally a goblin with command abilities. Although it was physically stronger than its kin, and its brain was slightly bigger, it still often served as a fighter.
However, for ordinary goblins, the Windmill Knight's imitation of human behavior was just too strange. It chose to act alone and gathered a group of goblins who similarly could not understand the Windmill Knight.
But now, the Windmill Knight had been killed by humans, and those goblins under its command had also gathered to its side.
Without mourning for the dead kin, the Big Goblin immediately picked up the Rusty Sword that once belonged to the Windmill Knight, fondling it with love.
As many goblins gathered, the surrounding Magic Element environment also changed, and the Big Goblin's huge nostrils flared as it took in the now sweeter air.
A profound emotion filled the Big Goblin's body and soul.
[The Big Goblin evolved into——(Critical Success+30)]
[The level of the Big Goblin after evolution is Base LV9+Command LV4=LV13]
1-59: Goblin Sword Fighter♛
60-80: Goblin Shaman (Undead/Dark)
81-90: Goblin Windmill Knight
91-95: Goblin Demon (Kills companions)
[Goblin Sword Fighter R3]
Disdaining Armor, this Big Goblin has a special fondness for Sharp Swords.