Bab 432: A windfall that shocks the mind!

Upon the wall, the hobgoblin was fastened with a sword that had been plunged into its body. Despite the agony of impalement, the hobgoblin did not succumb to the grasp of death easily. With sheer determination, it clutched the hilt of the sword with its hand and struggled to pull it out.

As Roy observed the hobgoblin's fierce attempt to free itself, his mind was consumed with contemplation. He remained silent, watching the creature with a mixture of curiosity and admiration.

"Your unwavering courage in the face of death is truly commendable," Roy remarked. However, his admiration for the hobgoblin was short-lived, as his intentions were far from sparing its life. "But in your demise lies my glory. So you must die. Do not blame me. Blame fate for pitting you against me."