A/N: Uh oh! What's this? I'm back? Aw yeah! Ok, so first thing's first. I definitely owe everyone an apology for the massive dry period you just endured between chapters. My absence was due to me being out of town for a while, and I had no access to my story writing material. So from the bottom of my heart, I apologize. Now, without further ado, please welcome the next installment of the story! This time, the slayer of Doom is about to meet the slayer of goblins, with the next chapter thrusting him into Goblin Slayer! Enjoy, and remember that I don't own any of these characters or franchises.
The young Priestess took a moment to survey the entrance of the cave located just over the hill. As typical of a goblin nest, there was a guard posted at the entrance. Three guards actually, which was typically indicative of a rather sizable horde within. The guards themselves seemed bored, and one of them yawned loudly, causing the one in charge to slap him on the back of the head. Priestess watched closely, but her mind was deep in thought.
Yet again, Goblin Slayer had accepted another goblin quest without consulting the rest of the party, and now the five of them were about to enter the cave that the quest-giver from the nearby village had mentioned. Priestess was irritated that Goblin Slayer had accepted the quest without at least talking with her about it beforehand. She was even more irritated by the fact that even if she chose to sit it out, Goblin Slayer would just go on the quest without her, an outcome that she detested even more. That was one of his quirks that annoyed her to no end.
Priestess sighed and slightly shook her head. Despite Goblin Slayer's tendencies, he had changed quite a bit since the two of them had formed an adventuring party. Even though 'I see…' and 'Is that so?' still permeated his vocabulary to an exasperating degree, he now was giving more than just one-word answers when someone asked him about his day or tried to start a conversation. Baby steps to be sure, but steps nonetheless. She'd like to think that the entire party had a hand in helping him improve.
Nov 17, 2019 Click here to watch the first version: I was surprised as hell that my first video blew up the way it did. Ever since her life was saved by Goblin Slayer, Priestess has been his loyal companion and friend. No matter the objections she may raise when it comes to Goblin Slayer's methods and attitude, she is quick come to his aid. On the other hand, Priestess takes the time to lecture him when she thinks he is going too far; and even when he shows his annoyance, she isn't the type to easily back down.
The Priestess glanced sideways at that thought at the rest of the party who crouched beside her: Lizard Priest, Dwarf Shaman, and High Elf Archer. Each of them was a different race and a different class as well. Together, they formed a very well-rounded adventuring group, and Priestess was extremely thankful to have them all by her side.
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'Milord Goblin Slayer,' Lizard Priest whispered, his voice ever polite despite his hushed tone. 'You say that this horde of goblins is rather numerous?'
'Yes,' Goblin Slayer replied in his typical stoic demeanor. 'Whoever wrote out the quest specified that the nest was large.'
'Are you sure that we don't require any reinforcements, Bread Cutter?' Dwarf Shaman asked with a raised eyebrow. 'If their number is so great, then perhaps there may be a few goblin champions among their ranks.'
Priestess shivered at the thought of a goblin champion. She recalled the time not so long ago when Goblin Slayer and she had nearly lost their lives to one. She still had the occasional nightmare about it.
'The passageways will be narrow within the cave,' Goblin Slayer replied without looking away from the entrance. 'A goblin champion will be cramped and unable to move effectively. We will have the advantage.'
'And what if they aren't narrow, Orcbolg?!' High Elf Archer hissed back. 'What if there is an ogre in there? Last I checked, you don't have another Gate scroll linked to the bottom of the sea to help us out like last time!'
Goblin Slayer was silent for a moment, then replied, 'If there is too great a threat, then we retreat and plan accordingly.'
High Elf Archer seemed surprised by his words, and Priestess was as well. Goblin Slayer rarely ever considered retreating, even in the most impossible of odds. This caused Priestess to smile slightly. The fact that he even considered retreating as a viable option showed just how far he had come in caring for the others in his party, and she was very happy to see his progress in action.
This seemed to satisfy High Elf Archer as well, and she nodded once before turning back to the entrance.
'Wait, what's that?' the elf said suddenly, squinting toward the entrance. Priestess strained her eyes as well but saw nothing apart from the goblins at the entrance. The guards had turned their heads back to the mouth of the cave, as though they had been alerted by a commotion from within.
'What? See something, long ears?' Dwarf Shaman asked with a slight grin.
'Quiet, potbelly!' The Archer said, her features still focused intently at the mouth of the cave. 'I just saw something. A quick flash of light, I think. It came from just beyond the cave entrance. I also heard a slight 'pop' or a 'bang' of some kind…'
'It could be a goblin shaman using a fireball spell,' Goblin Slayer said. 'but it is unlikely.'
Priestess nodded her head in agreement. If there was a shaman in their ranks, then there would have been totems placed out in front of the entrance.
He turned his head to High Elf Archer, his expression ever-unreadable behind his faceplate.
'Can you kill all of them in a single shot?' he asked. The elf looked down at the half-attentive goblins, then shook her head.
'The angle is wrong. I can get two of them with a single shot, but I'd have to load another arrow for the last one.'
'What's the matter, anvil? Losing your touch?' Dwarf Shaman jeered lightly. High Elf Archer's cheeks turned red at his remark.
'I'd like to see you try to take the shot, half-pint!'
'Two is fine,' Goblin Slayer said, taking out his sling from his pack. 'Take the two on the right, I will kill the last one.'
The Archer nodded once, then took an arrow from her quiver and took aim. Beside Priestess, Goblin Slayer took a large rock and loaded it into the sling. Thinking quickly, Priestess spoke up.
'Goblin Slayer! I…I would like to take the shot.'
Goblin Slayer stopped his wind up and looked over at her, as did the other members of the party. She couldn't see his face, but that just made him all that more intimidating.
'…Very well.'
Priestess felt a swell of pride as he passed her the sling. He knew that she had been practicing, and she had already proven to him that see was capable with the sling. Now, she wanted to show her improvement to the rest of the party as well.
'On my signal,' Goblin Slayer said, raising his hand into the air. Both Priestess and High Elf Archer waited patiently, their respective weapons poised.
Half a beat later Goblin Slayer dropped his hand down. Immediately after, High Elf Archer fired, her arrow already curving to strike though one goblin and into the other. Priestess raised her arm and swung the sling, keeping her eyes trained on her target the entire time. As she let go, she watched as he stone sailed toward the goblin, who was still looking inside the cave.
As Priestess watched, her worries grew that her aim was off. The stone looked like it was arching to the right just a bit…
Her worries were proven unwarranted as the stone struck the goblin squarely in the back of the head. Since the creature wore no helmet, the rock cracked its skull and shattered the base of its neck. The goblin let out a small croak of surprise before it fell, dead before it had even hit the ground. As for High Elf Archer, her arrow had already pierced clean through her first goblin target and buried itself into the eye of the next as he turned to look at the commotion its comrades were making. The arrow itself pierced deep into the goblin's head, and it fell almost as quickly as its compatriots. The guards had been neutralized.
'Oh-ho! It certainly seems that someone has been practicing their marksmanship!' exclaimed Lizard Priest with a tone of praise.
'I'll say!' chimed in Dwarf Shaman. 'In fact, I think a certain long-eared member of our group could learn a thing or two from you!'
High Elf Archer rolled her eyes but still turned to the Priestess and gave her an approving nod.
'Well done,' Goblin Slayer added. 'Now, we kill the goblins.'
With that, Goblin Slayer climbed down the hill they had been hiding behind.
'Well now, a compliment from Beard Cutter most definitely means you did well!' laughed Dwarf Shaman as the rest of the party followed.
'I killed one too…' grumbled High Elf Archer from next to the Priestess. 'Two in fact.'
Priestess gave her an apologetic smile.
As the party approached the cave entrance, Priestess saw that Goblin Slayer was already double-checking that the goblin corpses were actually dead. Taking each of their weapons, Goblin Slayer stabbed each of them solidly in the chest, counting the bodies to himself.
'Three…'
Priestess knew what came next: it was time for them to mask their scent, as goblins had an excellent sense of smell. They had an especially keen nose for women and elves, making it all the more imperative for Priestess and High Elf Archer a conceal their scent. Unfortunately for them both, doing so meant that their clothing was very quickly going to get a makeover.
High Elf Archer knew what was coming as well, as she had been along on numerous goblin-slaying quests by now. Priestess was well-used to it, but High Elf Archer still complained quite a bit at this part.
'Orcbolg! If you keep insisting that I cover myself in disgusting goblin blood, you can at least let me do it by myself!'
'I doubt you will apply enough,' Goblin Slayer replied coolly, removing a hand cloth from his pack as he did so. The High Elf Archer stamped her foot in response.
'I think you secretly enjoy making me ruin my clothes every time we go on a quest!'
'What would I enjoy that?'
High Elf Archer sighed and slumped her shoulders. 'Never mind, let's just get this over with.'
A few minutes and quite a bit of goblin inards later, Goblin Slayer was satisfied that goblins would not pick up their scent.
'This is so disgusting,' High Elf Archer bemoaned as she stared at the blood splotches all over her clothes.
'On the bright side, long ears, you probably smell better than you normally do right now!' laughed Dwarf Shaman.
High Elf Archer looked like she was about to retort when a muffled bang sounded from the cave, causing everyone to stop and listen. Shortly after, another bang sounded, followed by another, and another…
'I certainly don't think this is the work of a shaman,' said Lizard Priest as the banging continued at random intervals.
'No,' said Goblin Slayer. 'It's not.'
Silently, Goblin Slayer lit a torch, and the party entered the mouth of the cave. The banging continued every now and then, but it wasn't getting any louder.
'Whatever is causing this must be traveling deeper into the cave…' noted Dwarf Shaman.
Priestess was so focused on listening to the noise that she nearly bumped into Goblin Slayer when he stopped in front of her. Stumbling slightly, she composed herself glanced questioningly around is armored bulk.
In the relatively dim torchlight, Priestess's eyes opened wide to see the ground ahead of them littered with goblin corpses. To call them corpses would be inaccurate, however, as none of the bodies before them were whole. Instead, the scene before them depicted a meat grinder. Heads, arms, and legs alike lay haphazardly all across the floor, some still attached to partial torsos, and some scattered alone throughout the tunnel. The lack of whole bodies made it difficult to get a count, but Priestess guessed that there must have been at least twenty dead goblins on the ground in front of them.
'Goodness, it looks as though there was a massive explosion in here,' exclaimed Lizard Priest, noting that the signs of carnage continued beyond the floor. Priestess followed his gaze and saw just what he meant as she gazed upon the numerous fresh blood splatters that painted the walls of the cave.
'I dare say. Whoever did this just may hate goblins even more than you, Beard Cutter!' Dwarf Shaman said as he examined a set of goblin legs that lacked an upper body.
'We'll keep moving,' said Goblin Slayer. 'There is no need to check the corpses.'
Priestess agreed, none of these decimated goblins could still be alive, not when they all were missing over half of their bodies.
As the party continued deeper into the cave, they continued to notice more and more goblin corpses as well as more blood stains on the wall. At one point, Priestess saw the corpse of a hobgoblin. It was easily distinguishable among the other goblins, as while most goblins stood about as tall as children, hobgoblins were much bigger. They stood almost a head taller than most humans, even almost as tall as the lizardmen. However, the corpse that the priestess saw would be about as tall as her if it could stand, a fact which was only true because everything above its stomach had been completely vaporized. Its arms, shoulders, and head were completely absent from the corpse, and try as she might, Priestess did not find them anywhere among the other goblin corpses. What magic could have possibly done this? Priestess felt a horrible suspicion that whoever or whatever was responsible also was the source of the banging coming from deeper within the cave.
'My word,' said Lizard Priest. 'We must have seen at least one hundred corpses so far!'
'Yes,' Goblin Slayer replied without turning around. 'The nest is far bigger than I thought.'
'But…there are no totems,' Priestess noted. 'and certainly a nest of this size would have more than one hob?'
'A nest this size has a leader,' Goblin slayer said flatly. 'Yes, there must be more than one hob, and it also means that there is a lord.'
The thought of a goblin lord sent a chill through the party. They had all witnessed firsthand just how well goblin lords were at organizing goblins. The attack on the farm had proven that. If there was another one here, just what had the power to destroy its ranks like this?'
'Goblin Slayer, d-do you think that another adventuring party could have beaten us to this cave?' Priestess asked.
'No. There were still guards outside the entrance. Another adventuring party would have killed them as well.'
'Just what are you saying this is then, Orcbolg?' High Elf Archer retorted in annoyance.
'I do not know, but whatever this is, it came from inside the cave.'
'Inside?' inquired Dwarf Shaman. 'As in maybe a goblin champion turned against the rest of the horde and killed them?'
'Not likely. Goblin champions do not inflict destruction on a level like this. Their weapons crush and slash, but even then, they do not have the capabilities to cause the damage we have seen.'
'Then…then this is some form of magic?' Priestess asked again.
'I don't know.'
…
After another minute of walking, the sporadic banging finally seemed to be growing louder. In addition, Priestess noticed the time between bangs had also begun to decrease. She began to get more nervous as the banging almost seemed to get angrier and angrier.
Suddenly, the banging stopped. Everything was silent for a moment, but as Priestess's ears adjusted, she began to pick up the sounds of goblin cries and screams from just up ahead.
'They are fighting,' said High Elf Archer. 'The main cavern must be in there; I can hear echoes off of the walls. It's big.'
'Any hobs or champions?' asked Goblin Slayer. The group stopped with the cavern just ahead.
'Yes, m-many. Wait, no. Just a few now,' High Elf Archer replied.
'Alright, we go quietly now,' Goblin Slayer said as he extinguished his torch. The party was cast into darkness, but Priestess could see a light ahead in the main cavern.
Silently, the party approached. When they reached the entrance, the light showed a bit brighter, and Priestess was mystified by what she saw.
The main cavern itself was indeed large. The circular wall stretched far around to the left before curling back around to the right, leaving no corners anywhere. The floor of the cavern itself was littered with the bodies of goblins, all of which were in the same condition as the ones they had seen before. Among them were the bodies of a few hobs and champions, but the gruesome scene was only amplified by the piles of waste and excrement that were found all around the edge of the cavern. Priestess payed them little mind however, as the scene in the center of the cavern caught her attention the most.
In the center of the cavern, as if on a stage, three figures stood illuminated by the torches on the walls. One of them was easily a goblin champion, recognizable by his massive height and bulky weapon. Even though it was facing away from them, the monster was easily identifiable from its stature alone. Priestess felt a chill down her spine as she recalled her last encounter with a champion, but she forced it down and took in the other two occupants in the room.
The first one was another goblin, except this one looked different from the others. Like its comrade, it too had its back to the group. It looked to be about as tall as a hobgoblin, but it was wearing armor that was far better quality than anything she had seen on a hob. At its side, it carried a long sword, something goblins usually neglected to carry. In addition, the goblin also wore a cloak around its shoulders and what appeared to be a crown on its head. With a start, the Priestess realized just what kind of goblin it was.
'T-that's…!'
'The goblin lord,' Goblin Slayer said before she could finish. 'They were readying for an assault on the nearby village.'
'Like the one before!' said Lizard Priest in a hushed tone.
'Yes.'
'But even in a cave like this where they lose their numbers advantage, what could have possibly decimated their ranks so quickly?' asked Dwarf Shaman.
At his words, the Priestess's eyes fell upon the third occupant in the room, which was another humanoid of some sort. Even though it was facing them, she could not quite make out any distinct features, and squinted to get a clearer picture. Before she could get a good look at it however, the figure suddenly dashed toward the nearest goblin champion. Priestess felt her eyes widen as the figure lunged forward and kicked the goblin champion directly in its knee. There was a distinct crunching as the joint shattered, and the goblin champion howled in pain and fell down onto its remaining knee, bringing its head level with the figure.
The figure paused for a moment, and it seemingly studied the massive goblin howling in pain before it. A split second later, the figure raised its arm and punched the champion's head from its shoulders. There was a sickening rip as the head tore free from the body, and blood sprayed all over the goblin lord and the figure itself.
The head bounced and rolled a bit more when it hit the ground before coming to a stop near Priestess's feet. She glanced at the head before turning back to the scene with wide eyes.
In the dim torchlight, Priestess was finally able to get a proper look at the figure. Whatever it was, it was clad in a strange dark green set of armor. It wasn't very tall, perhaps the same height as Goblin Slayer if not a little bit taller, leaving Priestess questioning where its strength seemed to come from. A helmet with what appeared to be an opaque glass visor covered the figure's face, leaving her to wonder what race this stranger belonged to. It was tall, so definitely not one of the shorter races like dwarves or rheas, but not tall enough to be a Lizardman. So that that made it either a padfoot, an elf, or a human.
But given what she had just seen, the Priestess wondered if perhaps it was really a demon…
'Such strength!' marveled Lizard Priest as the figure then turned to face the goblin lord.
Oh no.
The situation before them had suddenly changed. The goblin lord was standing still with his sword raised, but in his other hand, he held a limp human girl by her neck. The girl was naked, and Priestess had no doubt that she was one of the girls that had been taken by the goblins. As for the sword, the goblin lord held it poised to snuff out he girl's life at any moment, and it grinned wickedly at the armored stranger before it.
The figure did not move from where it stood, but Priestess saw it clench its fists tightly at its sides. She may not know who this stranger was, but she understood its body language well enough.
It was enraged, likely itching to tear the goblin lord to pieces. But the only thing stopping it from doing so was the goblin lord's blade hovering mere inches from the girl's neck.
Priestess shifted her gaze from the figure to the girl, her eyes wide with fear. She prayed frantically to the Earth Mother to please save the girl, please…please…
There was a flash of movement to her right, and Priestess turned her gaze just in time to see a throwing knife sail through the air. Her gaze continued to follow the knife, which appeared more as a disk as it spun. The goblin lord remained oblivious, still jeering at the figure. His grin suddenly fell as the knife it its mark, burying itself to the handle into the lord's back.
The creature cried out in pain, arching its back and releasing the woman in his grip. Which had proven to be his undoing. In a flash, the figure lunged forward again. With a speed Priestess thought impossible, the figure grasped the goblin lord by its throat and held it up in the air.
The goblin choked and hacked and desperately grabbed at the figure in an attempt to get free, but the grip only tightened. Priestess watched in a mixture of horror and awe as the figure slowly wrapped its fingers tighter and tighter around the goblin's throat. To an observer, it would have seemed that it was slowly making a fist, and the goblin lord's neck was simply yielding in response to its strength.
The goblin lord now thrashed violently in a panic as his spinal cord began to crack and pop. Each vertebra was being forced apart from the others by the fingers of its captor, undoubtedly causing great pain. In addition, the goblin lord found he could no longer make any noise, as his windpipe had been completely crushed at this point. Oxygen had been denied entry to his burning lungs.
A loud crack finally resounded from the goblin's neck, and the creature fell limp. Its arms and kicking legs now hung lifelessly the body. The figure held its grip for a few more moments, then with a slight heave, pulled the dead goblin's head clean from its shoulders. Blood spurted from the nape of the corpse, spraying the figure in a red mist, but it hardly seemed to notice as it tossed the severed head to the side, turning to look at party standing at the entrance of the cavern.
There was a tense moment of silence as both parties stared at each other, neither quite knowing the intentions of the other. Then without saying a word, the figure bent down and wrenched the throwing knife from the corpse of the goblin lord and held it out by its blood-soaked blade.
Without saying a word either, Goblin Slayer strode forward and carefully took the knife from the figure's outstretched hand. Another moment of silence followed shortly after, the two armored figures wordlessly examining each other.
Priestess suddenly felt it before she could see it. A connection had been made. Whatever this figure was, it somehow understood Goblin Slayer, and vice versa. They each understood because they were one in the same. Priestess was not sure how, but she could feel an indomitable aura emanating from the figure in green armor. She was familiar with the sensation, as she had felt it numerous times in her adventures with Goblin Slayer. And now, the Priestess was fairly certain that the two of them felt like they were looking into a mirror. The other party members seemed to notice this as well.
'Well, well, well! I think milord Goblin Slayer has finally found another that speaks his language!' laughed Lizard Priest, tilting his head backward with a genuine smile on his face. The stranger turned its head at the name 'Goblin Slayer', then looked back and tilted its head in what seemed to be…humor?
'Indeed,' agreed Dwarf Shaman, stroking his beard thoughtfully. 'It's as though they are conveying more information by just staring at each other than they ever could with words!'
'ARRRGGHH! You mean to tell me that there's two of them now?!' High Elf Archer bemoaned, throwing her head back in exasperation. The Priestess tried to give her a reassuring smile.
'Well…maybe there's a silver lining to be found in this?'
The elf said nothing and slumped her shoulders in resignation. The rest of the party approached the stranger, who continued to remain silent.
'Your strength is rather great given your size,' exclaimed Lizard Priest looking the figure up and down. 'I have never met a race with such power. Are you not human?'
The figure gave a slight shrug of its shoulders. It obviously understood them, but it seemed it was either incapable of speech or just preferred not to speak. The question remained unanswered.
'Well now, I didn't think it was possible to find someone who talks even less than you do, Beard Cutter. But I think we have found someone that takes the cake!'
'Is that so?' Goblin Slayer replied unemotionally, walking past the stranger to the rear of the cavern. Priestess saw a hidden alcove hidden behind a small wooden board that goblins used in place of doors. She had been on enough quests to know what came next. The goblin children had to be disposed of. Priestess felt her stomach churn every time this part of the quest came. She knew it had to be done, but she had always sincerely hoped that there was another way.
Her attention immediately turned to another alcove on the other side of the cavern. No doubt, that was where the goblins kept their breeding stock, and as a Priestess, she was one of the best suited to help them with any injuries they had sustained.
Firstly, Priestess knelt down next to the woman that the goblin lord had used as a hostage. She was still breathing, and she did not seem to have any external injuries. Priestess sighed in relief.
'It's ok,' she said softly. 'We are going to get you out of here.'
She did not know if the woman heard her or not, so she left her with Dwarf Shaman and went to tend to the others. In total, there were five girls captured in the goblin's nest. Thankfully, none of them had sustained fatal injuries, but Priestess did have to use minor heal on one for a deep slash to her midsection. Luckily, there had been no poison in the wound. She then fashioned them some modest clothing using the robe of the goblin lord and other garments lying about in the cavern.
Soon, the party was making their way back to the entrance. Lizard Priest carried two girls under his arms, and the stranger carried three: one on its back and two under its arms. Initially, Lizard Priest had protested against the stranger carrying three girls, but the stranger had silently insisted, and Lizard Priest relented when he remembered the strength the figure possessed.
The party remained silent for the entire journey back to the village.
…
Guild Girl was rather busy at the front desk of the Adventurer's Guild. Many quests had to be filed that day, and she had to work diligently to ensure that nothing was misfiled. So busy was she, in fact, that she did not look up at the sound of the front door to the guild hall opening. It was a busy afternoon, and adventurers came and went, so she could not bothered look up every time the door opened. It was only when she heard the familiar heavy footfalls of a certain adventurer approaching the desk that she smiled to herself and looked up. She had learned to listen for that distinct noise, as it always preceded the arrival of…
Goblin Slayer strode into the guild hall. With him was his usual adventuring party, consisting of the young Priestess, the dwarf, the elf, the lizardman, and…
The receptionist frowned as she laid eyes on a newcomer to their group. It was someone she had not seen before. Not just in Goblin Slayer's party, not just in the guild hall, but not even around town. At first glance, he or she could be mistaken for just another heavily-armored adventurer, but when Guild Girl looked closely at the armor, she saw that it wasn't metal or leather, but some other material that she had never encountered. Not only that, but the armor carried a rather strange design on it, as well as a few other markings that Guild Girl had never seen on any other adventurers. The newcomer gazed around the guild hall, taking in this new place that it had never seen before.
Guild Girl, as well as a few others within the hall were curiously looking in his or her direction, but the stranger did not seem to notice.
As the party approached the desk, Guild Girl shifted her gaze back to Goblin Slayer at the front, and her smile easily returned to her face at the sight of her favorite adventurer.
'Welcome back, Mr. Goblin Slayer. How did it go?' she beamed enthusiastically.
'There were goblins.'
Of course, there were. That response from him had almost become a ritual every time she inquired to one of his quests. Guild Girl took out a quest completion report and began to fill it out in preparation for the details from Goblin Slayer.
'How many were there?' she asked, her quill inked and ready.
'I do not know.'
Guild Girl frowned and looked up at him. That was very unusual. Goblin Slayer always kept a constant count in his head as to how many goblins he had killed.
'What Goblin Slayer is trying to say…' Priestess chimed in. 'Is that we only killed three goblins, and the rest were slain by him.'
Guild Girl followed Priestess's gesture and once again found herself looking at the strange newcomer, who said nothing.
'I see…Well, even if this man did slay most of the goblins, I do not believe that he is an adventurer, nor did he take the quest originally. So, the reward for completion still goes to you and your party.'
'No. We cannot accept that,' said Goblin Slayer. The newcomer immediately shook its head in disagreement with him, however, causing Goblin Slayer to look over.
'Goblin Slayer,' Guild Girl chimed in, her voice remaining cheerful. 'Even if this man did all the work, I am bound by the rules of the guild to pay the party that the quest was assigned to. You may do whatever you wish with the money, but you must be the one to accept it from us.'
'Is that so?'
'That is so,' beamed Guild Girl.
…
Priestess watched curiously as Goblin Slayer spoke to the stranger. The three of them were standing on the training ground just outside the guild hall, and the midday sun shone down with intensity.
After the party had filed their report, Goblin Slayer had requested to talk with the stranger and his extremely efficient methods of goblin extermination, which the stranger had wordlessly agreed to. The other members of their party had separated, choosing instead to remain inside the guild hall and enjoy a meal. Priestess was hungry as well, but she chose to remain with Goblin Slayer, as she too was curious about this new stranger.
'In the cave, there were numerous banging noises. Was that your doing?' Goblin Slayer asked, blunt and to the point as usual.
The figure nodded once, and before Priestess's eyes, he produced an object from thin air. Her eyes widened at the sudden appearance of the object, and her curiosity was piqued by the alien appearance of it.
The item itself appeared to be made of a combination of wood and metal. A curved wooden handle seemed to be where the item was gripped, with two metal cylinders protruding outward from the wooden handle.
Before Priestess could visually inspect the object further, the stranger pressed a lever and the item suddenly bent in half, bending around a single hinge that was located almost halfway between the two ends of it. It was then that Priestess saw that the two metal cylinders on the object were hollow, as she could see daylight down the other end of the tubes when she looked through them.
Promptly, the stranger reached behind himself and returned with two small red tubes in his hand, both of which were about as long as a finger while being just a bit thicker. The wood and metal item was still firmly grasped by its handle in his other hand. The figure offered one of the red tubes to Goblin Slayer, who took it without question and examined the outside of it. The stranger continued by taking the other tube and loading it into one of the hollow cylinders on the metal weapon. With a metallic snap, the stranger closed the hinge shut, the tube disappearing from view as it was now locked inside one of the metal cylinders.
The stranger looked around for a moment before settling his gaze on an empty barrel that sat against the wall of the building. There was a moment of silence as the stranger pointed the machine at the barrel, then--
BOOM!
The silence was shattered by the deafening blast as the item kicked in the stranger's hands and released a cloud of smoke.
Priestess instinctively dropped her staff and covered her ears at the piercing noise, but as quickly as it came, the noise died, leaving only its distant echo throughout the village.
Priestess slowly uncovered her ears and stared incredulously at the barrel target, or more specifically, what was left of it.
Whatever the weapon was, it had completely destroyed the wooden framework of the barrel, leaving little more than small planks and splinters as a result.
'I see,' Goblin Slayer said. Priestess almost didn't hear him through the ringing in her ears.
Looking back down at the remaining red tube in his hand, Goblin Slayer made to ask another question--
'ORCBOLG! What the hell are you doing out here!? What was that noise?!' screamed High Elf Archer, who had just appeared around the corner and was now gritting her teeth at the two armored individuals.
Priestess giggled at the scene.
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The most amazing part of the alchemy shop was the sheer amount of variety it boasted when it came to the numerous liquids and powders that adorned the walls. Each was contained in a glass bottle of varying sizes, likely related to the price and rarity of the material inside.
Priestess gazed around the shop as the three of them approached the alchemist at the front desk. She had never actually been inside the shop before, and she likened it closely to a candy shop in terms of color and variety.
After the demonstration of the weapon and a display of how it worked—interrupted only by a half-drunken rant from High Elf Archer—Goblin Slayer and Priestess had discovered that the weapon fired a plethora of small metallic balls at a very high speed. The balls were so numerous and fired at such a high speed that they tore through nearly anything they were fired at. Priestess was surprised that Goblin Slayer wasn't jumping for joy at the prospect of killing goblins with it, but he had remained composed and impassive throughout the entire time. In addition, they had also learned the propellant for the weapon was an explosive grayish-black powder, and at Goblin Slayer's request, the stranger was now accompanying them to the alchemist's shop to help find a way to procure more.
'Well well, if it isn't my favorite gasoline-buying customer! How can I help you?' asked the alchemist in a cheery voice as they approached. The man himself was a bit older and sported a rather lengthy beard. Despite the fact that both Goblin Slayer and the stranger were in armor, the shop owner still spared the stranger a confused glance. His armor was most enigmatic.
'Do you sell this powder here?' asked Goblin Slayer, setting down a small bag on the counter.
'Well, let's see here…' said the alchemist said, finding his glasses and placing them on his face.
Opening the bag carefully, the older man carefully spooned out a bit of the powder into a bowl before examining it carefully. After a few minutes, the man chuckled and shook his head.
Photoshop free on mac. 'I figured as much. There are only a few types of things that you are interested in. I'm actually quite surprised that you didn't come for this sooner.'
'You have it?'
'Yes, I certainly do, but not much. Hardly anybody ever really comes and buys it because there's not much you can do with it. A burning powder? What would anyone ever need that for? Really doesn't have much use apart from a fire starter.'
'Can you make more?'
'Afraid not, this stuff I get imported from an alchemist in the capital. Bastard charges me an arm and a leg for the stuff instead of just giving me the recipe so I can make it myself. Enough people ask after it that I need to keep a stock, but I never buy much because the damn prices are so high. All I got is about as much as you have in that bag there.'
At his words, the stranger turned and began examining the array of powders on the shelves. Each one was labeled with a name, and they seemed to mean a lot more to the silent stranger than to Priestess. After another minute of looking, the stranger seemed to find what he was looking for. Reaching onto the shelves, the stranger selected three separate bottles and brought them up front. Wordlessly still, he grabbed another spoon and a mixing bowl. Silence fell over the shop as the stranger measured out and mixed a certain amount of each of the three powders into the bowl. He used the spoon with a surprisingly delicate touch, causing Priestess to doubt whether this was the same person who had punched a goblin champion's head off just a few hours ago.
Finally, the stranger seemed satisfied with his work, measuring out a tiny amount of the powder onto the table. Without warning, the stranger took a nearby candle and held the flame to the mix. The powder instantly ignited.
'Well I'll be!' said the alchemist with an astonished shake of his head. 'It was just a bit of sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter this whole time!'
'How much for these three bottles?' Goblin Slayer asked flatly.
'Tell you what, for these three? Half-price. Call it a reward for saving me from every having to buy it from that capital thief ever again.'
'Thank you,' Goblin Slayer said, producing the necessary coins from his pocket.
The three of them exited the shop, stopping just outside the door. Goblin Slayer turned and looked at his equally expressionless doppelganger, who stared back. Goblin Slayer nodded.
'Thank you.'
The stranger nodded.
Priestess wasn't sure how, but she could feel that so much more than just a simple thanks had been communicated by him just now. It was as though they were speaking telepathically on a level the Priestess could never achieve. She jumped slightly when the stranger turned his head to her, but she smiled and bowed slightly.
'Thank you for helping us!'
The stranger nodded once again, then took a step backward. Facing them, he raised his right hand and closed his fingers into a fist with his thumb excepted. The thumb pointed straight upward, and before the Priestess could ask what the gesture meant, the stranger was suddenly engulfed in a bright blue light. A loud bang immediately followed, and Priestess squinted against the intensity of the blue.
As quickly as it started, the light suddenly faded, but the stranger was gone. Priestess's ears were ringing again, but she was more confused by the sudden disappearance. Had he just used a gate scroll? What was going on?
If Goblin Slayer was surprised by the sudden disappearance, he did not show it. He turned silently to leave.
'W-wait! Goblin Slayer, where are you going?'
'Home,' Goblin Slayer said, stopping for a moment and looking at her over his shoulder. Lightly, he patted his pack, which now contained the powders he had purchased from the shop. Priestess was taken aback as she saw a red glint from between the slates in his helmet.
'There are some ideas that I want to try.'
A/N: There it is! I gotta admit, writing this chapter was interesting. When I originally began drafting it, I had no access to the original light novels, and only had the manga and anime to go off. But I ended up finding the light novels and powering through them like a madman. I wanted to make sure that I made the chapter as authentic as possible, so I checked ALL the resources. Even so, I sometimes have a bit of difficulty with truly immersing myself into a universe, so please don't hesitate to point out if a character feels 'off' or something doesn't feel right. That goes for all of my writing too. In addition to that, this chapter is very different in that it is the first time that I've thrown the Slayer into Light Novel/Manga/Anime setting. Please let me know what you thought of the chapter, as I am still trying to mesh all the gears together, and any feedback whether good or bad is invaluable. Thanks so much! See you next time!
-ImpulsiveWeaver
A Long Awaited Visit
Hell's Bane
When you hear such words what comes in front of your mind? A Holy Knight that held a legendary sword that cuts through demons like butter? How about a very powerful figure who's gaze alone kills forces of Satan?
While these images are rather pleasant to the eye there are only a few who truly know who Hell's Bane is. Garbed in green armor forged by the Betrayer in the deepest pits of Hell, made specifically for only one individual that all demons came to know and fear.
The Doom Slayer
And right now she's trotting down Hell as if it's a walk in the park, she didn't know how long she had been in Hell but one thing's sure. It was very long, for you see Hell, while still affected by Father Time runs differently; Demons use special portals to go to different worlds and these portals allows them to stick to Hell time while being in a different world where time runs differently. For example; if a demon invasion were to happen in a world where time runs faster than Hell's time, Demons wouldn't be affected by said world's timeline and would still age normally unlike normal creatures who age faster when they travel to a world who's time runs faster or slower than their world.
This wacky explanation of science also applies to the Doom Slayer for she has noticed that despite going to other worlds she didn't age a single year, the cause of this must most likely be because of the amount of Argent energy she had consumed during her entire time in Hell, nothing much happened in Hell at this point in time with their recent defeat in planet Mars and the massive loss of Argent energy that she 'borrowed' from the wraiths using the Crucible which was then stolen by Samuel Hayden. Don't get her wrong, she's still pissed that the pile of junk dares to double cross her and she guaranteed that she would pay him back in full when they meet again.
But right now anger is not what she needed; at the moment Demons are still planning for another attack which was a great moment for the Doom Slayer to have a quick vacation.
'I think I'll visit him today,' she thought out loud.
She turned around to see demons as far as the eye could see, from the insignificant like the Possessed to the Cacodemons to the strongest of the Hell army; The Baron of Hell. From a distance she could see another Cyber Demon along with a Spider Mastermind roaring at her.
'I thought already killed you guys… oh well,' she shrugged.
Pulling out her Super Shotgun, she replaced the spent casings then placed new ones, with a flick of her wrist the barrels clicked back into place. Her face shifted from a smile to dead serious.
'I have a visit to go to and I don't want to be late,'
Both Cyber Demon and Spider Mastermind roared and screeched respectively as Hell's remaining army charged at Hell's Bane.
The city was bustling as always, vendors sold cheap goods on their stalls whether it be earrings or street food, a group of five adventurers, a high elf, a dwarf, a lizardman, a priestess and of course a normal human walked down the street with the Adventurer's Guild as their destination.
'That cave had more goblins than we expected!' said the 2,000 year old elf.
'But look at the bright side that's less goblins to worry about am I right?' said the reptile of their group.
'Yes, less goblins, better,' Goblin Slayer said ever so stoically.
High Elf Archer glared at their party leader, 'You didn't make it anymore easier, I mean seriously what made you think that powder in a closed room was a good idea!'
The Goblin Slayer didn't even give High Elf Archer a look before giving an answer, 'I promised not to use, fire, explosions and even water,'
High Elf Archer gave an exasperated sigh as she raised her arms to feint defeat. The whole party knew that they had to be careful when making a promise with Goblin Slayer as it's a double edge sword. Nevertheless they finished the job and they were going to get paid.
'Don't worry, even if that explosion did hit you, you would have survived if that anvil of a chest you have has anything to say about it!' Dwarf Shaman said before eliciting a hearty laugh.
'That's a lot coming from a bearded, midget fat ass!' the elf retorted.
This useless banter continued as the Lizardman simply walked behind them and gave a tired sigh; after all using [Partial Dragon] to lift up a heavy mirror did tire him, meanwhile the young Priestess gave a smile. The group of adventurers reached their destination, Goblin Slayer opened the double doors that lead to the Adventurer's Guild.
When they entered the first thing that he did was walk up to Guild Girl and handed the paper with the bounty on goblins.
'Congratulations on completing this quest Sir Goblin Slayer!' Guild Girl said with a smile.
'Are there anymore quests regarding goblins?'
'Fortunately, that's all the quests regarding goblins; now excuse me while I give you the reward,' the Guild Girl disappeared under the counter in order to grab the bounty.
Goblin Slayer was about to give a nod when a hand started to tap his armor, he turned around to see the Priestess giving her a look of confusion.
'Is there something you need?'
'Have you noticed that the entire guild is rather quiet?' said the Priestess.
Goblin Slayer looked around and true to her words it was quiet. In fact it was not only quiet but it was also tense, and for some reason it was a type of tension he was used to though the familiarity was lost on him.
'Here's the bounty, 275 copper coins and 1 silver coin,'
Goblin Slayer redirected his attention to the Guild Girl, he grabbed the bag of coins and was about to make his way towards the door when all of a sudden the Guild Girl stopped him midway. Hearing her voice he turned around.
'Is it goblins?'
'W-well it's not goblins per say,' Goblin Slayer began to leave.
'W-wait, Sir Goblin Slayer please hear me out first,'
Goblin Slayer stopped and turned around; the Guild Girl gave a sigh of relief, 'Apparently there's someone who's looking for you,'
'Do they have a request about goblins?' he asked.
Getting irritated with his goblin related questions she decided to get to the point lest he leaves without hearing her out, 'Unfortunately no, although the person told me to tell you this: 'I'm back and I hope you miss me!'
'What kind of cryptic message is that?' High Elf Archer asked.
'Probably a long lost lover?' Dwarf Shaman answered.
'Orcbolg, having a lover, don't make me laugh!' High Elf Archer said laughing out echoing through the tense silent guild, also to hide that tinge of jealousy in her voice.
'I-I don't think you he has any lovers, isn't that right Sir Goblin Slayer?' Priestess asked slightly worried about his answer, after all they did share a bed… alone.
'Do you remember having any lovers Sir Goblin Slayer?' Guild Girl asked although there was a tinge of cold in her voice.
Instead of the normal robotic answer that they always hear come out from his mouth, something else came out, something that put every single adventurer in the guild tense up.
'No… she's back,'
Every single head turned to face the Goblin Slayer, gone was the stoic posture that he always held instead it was not replaced with him shaking in fear. This was new to both veterans and newbies of the guild, who could 'she' be that made even the robotic Goblin Slayer tremble in fear. The deafening silence continued on with not a single sign that anyone's going to break it.
Aside from Goblin Slayer's armor rattling there was another noise that made itself known, footsteps on wood, and judging by the sound any adventurer would have suspected the wearer to be heavy but if one were to ask Goblin Slayer who owns those footsteps he would never have given an answer… no he would have ranaway.
Not even a blink the Goblin Slayer did just that, with a sudden burst in his feet he ran towards the doors ignoring the voices of her party members. He was arms reach from the door know when all of a sudden a bright flash of blue hit the doorknob melting it preventing him from using it.
'Now why would you run away from me?' a voice that belonged to a female said.
Goblin Slayer froze up and turned around to face the owner of the voice almost like a rusty machine, at the same time all the heads of each adventurer turned to see someone unusual. Unlike normal armor that can be bought in the armory the adventurer they're looking at wore the most out of this world armor; the helmet didn't end with a horn or at least a ponytail instead it was a smooth curve that enveloped the whole head and the front didn't have the standard metal bars that made up the visor instead it was replaced with tinted glass that made it hard for anyone to see the owner's face, on the forehead of the helmet was a weird red mark. Anyone would have dismissed the mark to be normal paint but Goblin Slayer knew there was more to it than just a simple mark.
The shoulder pads were uneven with one ended with a curve while the other ended with a tip but both pads, the breastplate had three lines on the right pec while a red glowing dot on the left side of the pec. Both arms were encompassed with some type of cloth that had black and dark yellow lines while the entire thing was covered by the same type of armor that the shoulder pads and breast plate have, the same could be said about the legs. The armor that the figure wore, despite it being weird it was imposing, it was basically telling everyone in the group 'Don't mess with me'.
The figure walked down the stairs that led to the second floor and approached the Goblin Slayer. The Goblin Slayer slowly backed up but soon found out that he couldn't anymore since he was cornered, Goblin Slayer prepared himself for anything coming, what he didn't expect was a piece of paper to show up to his face.
He gave the paper a look and gave a sigh of resignation; of course she would pick this mission couldn't she have picked anything else?
-LINE BREAK-
DEMON SLAYING
A DEMON LORD HAS BEEN REVIVED IN THE OUT SKIRTS OF AMMORRHA SHOULD THE DEMON LORD BE KILLED THE REWARD WOULD BE 10 GOLD COINS GIVEN BY THE LORD OF THE TOWN
-LINE BREAK-
'Let's do this mission together, get some bonding for once,' the armored figure said.
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'Eh?' everyone in the guild said at once.
'What do you say?' said the armored person inching closer to the Goblin Slayer.
'Erk…'
The figure was then pulled back by the High Elf Archer who then placed herself in front of the Goblin Slayer, 'W-w-wait time out! You can't just drag Orcbolg away from us!'
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After that she then redirected her attention to the Goblin Slayer, 'And you what does she mean by 'bonding'?'
All heads turned to the Goblin Slayer waiting for an answer; he gave a tired sigh which surprised every adventurer as they rarely if ever hear him sigh. He walked towards the armored figure and began to speak more words than what he speaks on a usual basis.
'Okay, now that we know her name what is she to you!?' Spearman said as he stood up from his seat with his curiosity already bursting out.
Doom Slayer looked at Goblin Slayer expectantly, despite not seeing her face he knew that she was waiting on him to introduce her to them. His posture didn't ease any adventurer at all, it was like he was insecure, and it was like he's not the Goblin Slayer they know and that set most of them on edge.
'S-s-she's…'
He stuttered… Goblin Slayer just stuttered, this might be more serious that they all thought.
'She's my big sister…'
Silence
Doom Slayer removed her helmet, short chestnut hair that reached down to her chin fell from her face, sharp black eyes locked with every single adventurer and a smile so bright they almost mistook her to be pure maiden. All in all she was every man's wet dream.
'That's me!' she said while bringing up a peace sign.
'WHAT!?'
I don't know why I made this… I was bored and I had just finished reading Goblin Slayer manga so I thought why not? Now for those of you who are confused allow me to explain.
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The Doom Slayer in this story is indeed a woman. That alone should tell you this is an alternate universe, the Doom Slayer is rather energetic and cheerful while still retaining her brutality oh and also is relatives with Goblin Slayer, you can guess why… *cough* same last names *cough*
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Anyways I hope you liked this one shot… I might make it into a series… I don't know you tell me.