[You've slain goblin (Level 3). You've gained 29 XP]
29 XP is 1 short of being the XP gain equivalent of ten level 1 monsters from the first labyrinth floor. To be fair Gobbo was level three, but even then, the comparison can't be made less clear.
However, the labyrinth still has plenty of advantages.
Firstly, you know exactly what kind of enemies you may face, and what their levels will be. Yes, farming goblins here is much faster but who knows when a lvl 50 raid boss werewolf pack shows up?
Secondly, out in the wild you have to spend lots of time searching for opponents, while they spawn in front of you in the labyrinth.
Thirdly, wild monsters don't disintegrate to drop loot. We either have to learn to butcher them or not gain any monetary rewards for killing them.
I'm sure there are more but I don't wish to linger on this topic more in face of the danger we are about to dive into.
"So, miss interrogator, care to divulge your findings?" I ask playfully.
She answers matter-of-factly, "goblins eat at a very rough estimate one boar a day if there's about fifteen of them. He said three, so we can make a somewhat educated guess that we are facing a tribe made up of roughly thirty to fifty goblins, led by three hobgoblins."
She pauses for a second before continuing with evident disgust in her eyes, "Goblins for whatever reason are biologically incapable of ejaculating more than once a day, so there are ten captive women. This is also an estimate because I wouldn't be surprised if this filth didn't remember properly how many captives they have."
"Hmm… Good job, Ayame. I take it you've had to deal with goblins before?"
She nods, "yeah, I defended my clan's territory with my father a few times and we came across them quite often."
"I see, we are quite lucky then. What can you tell me about hobgoblins?"
"Hobgoblins are basically evolved goblins. Monsters have no classes but they can evolve into a higher existence when they meet certain level requirements, which for goblins happens at level 10. They have only slightly less intelligence than a human, they are strong like a trained soldier and can handle more intricate weapons. Don't even think of fighting them, Quinlan. I will be the one to deal with them."
Naturally, I had no such intentions, so I quickly oblige. "Alright. We shouldn't rush in there but try to pick off as many stragglers as we can."
"Agreed, but Quinlan, I feel that I must inform you that this is all very risky. I don't know if I can protect you properly against these numbers, especially if I have to face three hobgoblins at the same time with such shoddy equipment. I understand if you would rather return to Aldoria and alert the guards. They will be here in five or so hours if we go immediately…"
I can tell from her strained expression that she wishes to save the women right this moment. Who knows what horrors they would face in that time span. Well, I do have an inkling, but let's leave it at that.
Naturally, I don't wish to give such a tasty XP farm to someone else, so despite for different reasons, we reach the same conclusion; we wish to fight them right as we are. Yes, I'm risking my life but the rewards are simply too tantalizing. If I kill dozens of goblins… Oops, I'm salivating.
"Ayame, sometimes a gentleman must risk his life to save defenseless maidens. I will not run and face the challenge head on! I might be calculative but I'm no coward. When the situation demands I charge in!" I shout energetically.
She looks at me surprised for a few seconds but then smiles approvingly. Seeing her be so proud of me makes me feel quite happy.
I've just earned some brownie points!
Naturally, if I didn't find them such good XP farm subjects I would be on my way back to Aldoria to rent my merchant carriage, but some things are best left unsaid.
I summon my status window,
[Name: Quinlan Noir]
[Race: Primordial]
[Title: -]
[Primordial Level: 2. XP 33/130]
[Primary Class: Warrior lvl 3]
[Secondary Classes:
- Slave Master lvl 1
- Merchant lvl 1
- Thief lvl 2]
[Vitality: 11]
[Strength: 12]
[Agility: 11]
[Intelligence: 11]
[Wisdom: 11]
[Unused Skill Points: 3]
[Unused Attribute Points: 5]
I spend a single skill point on the Warrior spell [Power Strike], then leave the last two to be decided later. My future literally depends on this decision, I can't rush it unless my life is in mortal danger. [Power Strike] is just too good to pass on in my opinion. It's a simple spell that uses five mana to make my next strike deal fifty percent extra damage with a cooldown of twenty seconds. With my current 110 Mana I can use this Spell quite a lot.
All of my opponents needed two hits of my iron spear so far. With this, I hope to be able to one shot the rabble.
As for my unused attribute points, I divide it by putting three into Vitality and two into Agility. Yeah, Strength is cool but I wanna survive first.
With this, my HP went from 110 to 140 (was 100 at level 1, got 10 extra for the default 1 point increase in Vitality due to level up). It seems that every point in Vitality adds 10 HP. I already feel a lot better with this big increase.
With stat allocation done, my attributes are as such;
[Vitality: 14]
[Strength: 12] (+1 from Warrior class effect)
[Agility: 13]
[Intelligence: 11]
[Wisdom: 11]
I move a bit and I can instantly tell that I've become faster with the thirty percent Agility increase. I'm not the only one, though. "What? You've leveled up? I thought you were at 0 XP…" My companion speaks up. I'm not in the mood to explain that I'm a Primordial with a cheat-like XP boost for now.
"We will discuss such matters later. Let's focus on the task at hand."
She nods. "You are right. I'm far from being a good scout but we have to try to sneak closer to them."
We begin making our way towards where Gobbo pointed us previously with measured steps.
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After twenty or so minutes of traversing the forest we run into another goblin scout party. This time there are five of them, each dressed in their trademark loincloth and carrying very crude, crumbling weapons.
I use the term 'scout party' very generously because two of these degenerates are currently busy chewing at tree barks with their ugly yellow teeth while one is laying the pipe in a nearby bush and screeching loudly at the same time. The last two are… enjoying each other's company despite both being males. Well, one of them is enjoying it, the stronger one, the weaker not so much, evidenced by his shrieks and flailing limbs.
I feel a strange mixture of utter disgust and morbid fascination at the sight of these hopeless tards.
I didn't know goblins swung this way, but whatever floats your boat. I'm not one to judge. Freedom of speech and all that fancy-mancy 21st-century stuff.
I whisper into Ayame's ear, "let me have a go at these rejects. Please circle around to the other side to cut off their escape route should I fail to get all of them."
She doesn't object and replies positively with a single nod of her head.
I wait a few minutes to give her enough time to find the right position and then begin my silent assault.
First I crouch sneak towards the shitting goblin. He is alone so he should make the perfect first prey. To my utter dismay just as I get close I hear him lay another pipe, accompanied by the foulest smell my nostrils ever had the displeasure of inhaling. It takes all of my sheer willpower to not make gagging sounds, but somehow I manage to persevere, though my eyes are tearing up quite vehemently.
Before he can continue his musical composition made up of farting and moaning sounds I lunge at him.
Midway I activate [Power Strike]. At first I was considering showing my spear up his ass but when I realized that doing so would curse me to carry the smell of his filthy insides around with me I changed my target to the back of his neck.
The spear pierced his skin, muscles and spine with little difficulty, making him go limp without a fight. I can hear faint gurgling sounds as he is silently choking on his blood for a few seconds before going radio silent.
[You've slain goblin (Level 2). You've gained 17 XP]
[New Class Unlocked: Assassin]
Oh! Seems like sneak-attacking was the requirement to unlock this class. I quickly equip it as a Secondary Class in Merchant's place.
For good measure, I spit on the corpse for making me smell that horrible stench before going back into my stealth mode.
I don't activate the Thief class's [Lesser Stealth] because I'm trying to conserve mana for the dozens of goblins that I might have to face soon.
I look around to observe the two goblin duos to decide on my next target. The bark munchers seem to be in pure ecstasy, I honestly don't think they have much brain power left in their heads to recognize sounds of fighting, so I go for the 'procreating' duo first.
I wait for the spell's cooldown before stabbing the goblin that does the pounding in the back, but to my surprise, it survives an attack from my Power Strike. He screeches and turns around confused and pained. He is bleeding profusely from his wound so I believe that he will succumb to his wound fast, but I don't wish to leave things to time nor fate, so before he can reach for his weapon I plunge my spear into his chest for good measure.
[You've slain goblin (Level 3). You've gained 29 XP]
I swiftly pull out of the by-now dead goblin and look at the other one. I feel a sense of pity towards his unwilling partner who is lying on the ground on all fours, foaming from his mouth while being half-conscious at best, but knowing what these creatures do to kidnapped women, such thoughts are replaced with complete indifference as I stab him twice in quick succession.
[You've slain goblin (Level 2). You've gained 17 XP]
So that's why he was overwhelmed so easily. The previous goblin was higher level.
Seems like level 2 goblins are simple throwaway scouts while level 3 goblins are scout leaders.
I glance towards the bark munchers and my disappointment in this species reaches a new high when I finally realize that there's a slight bulge in their loincloths.
Yep, they are getting aroused from eating tree bark.
What absolute degenerates.
I let out a defeated sigh at the image of my enemies, but I can't help myself when in the next moment I let out an amused laugh.
This world is just so much damn fun! I went from being a depressive office worker to a goblin exterminator!
I wait for the cooldown to end once more and I pierce one of the munchers from behind with a Power Strike, who falls to the ground instantly.
[You've slain goblin (Level 2). You've gained 17 XP]
The last one wakes from his ecstasy-induced stupor and cries out in surprise.
Seriously, are they getting high from tree bark or what?
He lunges towards his bone knife which is resting on the ground nearby but before he can reach it I thrust my spear and impale his right thigh. He lets out a pained cry but doesn't give up. In the next moment, his arm reaches the crude dagger and he swings it around, attempting to slash me.
The reach difference is so enormous between the two of us that his desperate swings aren't even close to hitting me. Before he gets all smart and realizes that he should throw the blade at me I pull the spear back and thrust it into his chest, using my full body strength to press him down onto the ground.
I can see his eyes widen in horror, and I watch with interest as life slowly leaves his gaze until his head falls to the side unceremoniously and remains motionless.
[You've slain goblin (Level 2). You've gained 17 XP]
Scout party number two was eliminated, making it so that I've slain 8 goblins. Our pace is swift and our ambushes just as deadly. So far we've not been exposed to the main camp.
[You've reached Primordial Level 3.]
[Warrior lvl 3 → 4]
[Assassin lvl 1 → 2]
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