We somehow managed to move behind the king’s unit.
But my knees were shaking, my breathing was ragged, and my side hurt badly. If I let my guard down, I felt like I might pass out on the spot.
I pulled out a sports drink and downed it in one go. Even so, the thirst would not fade.
「Emergency treatment」
As the guild master placed his hand on my chest, warmth spread through my body, and the thirst and pain in my side subsided. This heat spreading through my body, that was healing magic!?
I had received healing magic from Miriel many times, so my body remembered the sensation when it activated. What I received from the guild master was the same reaction.
「I can’t heal wounds, but I can restore stamina to some extent」
That’s what he said. Apparently, being able to heal others is a matter of talent, and most healing magic only works on oneself. Miriel really is a rare case.
「Th-thank you very much. I feel much better」
「No. Normally, it wouldn’t recover you that much. At least not with my power. What kind of body do you have?」
Huh? Is that so? Maybe receiving healing magic from Miriel improved my recovery ability? Or is it the tiny effect of that useless goddess?
I don’t really know, but I was hungry. I took out a calorie bar and ate until my stomach felt full.
「If even emergency rations are this good, then we really need to hunt more goblins」
The guild master was clearly fired up. Are the motivations of people in this world really just eating and drinking? Well, to be fair, those are my only pleasures right now too……
「Gorg, drinking again? You can still move like that?」
Gorg was sitting cross-legged, drinking wine. He had been firing his shotgun properly too. Do giants not get drunk?
「The alcohol wears off while I’m moving」
That’s an enviable constitution. I’d like to drink while exterminating too.
「So, what’s the king doing?」
「He’s not moving right now. His subordinates also seem kind of asleep. They might attack at dawn. The first and third formations are attacking alternately. They’re not letting them rest」
This is not movement directed by the king. It feels like a third party is moving them like pieces on a board.
That said, it doesn’t seem like they can give fine instructions. It feels like simple commands like attack, fall back, go there.
「When the sun rises, we attack from the rear. Like with the second formation, Gorg and I will charge in first, then when they break formation, the guild master will jump in. We eliminate any goblins trying to flank us. The problem is the king. We haven’t faced him yet, so we don’t know how strong he is」
From what Ladarion said, she shot him when he was already on his last legs, and all I saw was minced meat. I have no idea how strong a king really is.
「I’ll kill the king. You don’t get many chances in a lifetime to face a king」
This will be my second time, though. They say if it happens twice, it happens three times. Facing kings becoming normal is not something I signed up for.
Well, the one facing him is the fired-up guild master. I’ll leave everything to him.
「Gorg. Make sure you fully resupply your ammo」
「Yeah, I know. I have to make sure to earn a lot of money」
「Fufu, that’s right. In order to maintain peace at home.」
Married men laughing together. A level of mutual understanding an unmarried man cannot grasp.
「Then take your positions. I’ll give the signal」
With that, we moved into position.
Judging from the strongest presence, the king is at the center of the formation, with several goblins around him that feel stronger than the rest. They are probably higher species. What a pain.
I pulled in magazines while we waited for the sun to rise.
It was five o’clock, and the light began to spread. In response, the goblin presences began to stir.
The distance was seventy to eighty meters. I wanted to get closer, but beyond this point was a steep cliff, so we couldn’t advance.
Still, this would be a one-sided slaughter, so there was no problem. Having that extra margin was a huge relief.
The sun peeked over the horizon.
I took a deep breath, aimed at the goblins, switched to single fire, and pulled the trigger.
A moment later, Gorg began firing as well, cutting down goblins one after another.
──giigyaaaaaaaaaa!!
Something like a scream or a roar rang out. I couldn’t tell which. W-was that the king?!
I can’t tell from here, but for now I’ll focus on the goblins in front of me.
「So you’re climbing this cliff. What a lot of trouble」
They desperately climbed a cliff that would be hard for a human to scale, but to us they were nothing but targets. Die while suffering.
That thought was probably a mistake. A goblin with red skin and two sharp horns appeared. When it opened its mouth, a fireball formed.
Ah, this is bad.
I instinctively jumped back, and the spot where I had been standing burst into flames. Wait, that was eighty meters away, right? And nobody said anything about goblins with long-range attacks!
「Damn it! This is way past the level of pest control! This is a full-scale war with goblins!」
I immediately grabbed a stun grenade, pulled the pin with my teeth, and threw it down the cliff.
Praying the light and sound would stun it, I stepped out from behind the tree and fired in full auto at the higher variant.
I felt the hits land, but not the presence of death. I swapped magazines at once and kept firing, firing, and firing again.
──piroon! Nine thousand kills cleared! Well done! Push on to ten thousand, Sefuti Bullet!
I don’t need your reports or your cheering! Damn it!
Loading my resentment and curses into each round, I kept gunning down the goblins climbing up the cliff.
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