There is no cheat code for reincarnation? Then I will create one myself!

The little boy hid in the cellar of his home for three days. If his sister had not stored some dry food and water in there in advance, the little boy would probably have starved to death in the cellar of his own home.

On the third night, the little boy sneaked back to the ground, trying to escape from the village that had become a dead zone.

At this moment, all he wanted was to find someone capable to help him get revenge and kill all those green-skinned monsters.

Relying on his familiarity with the village, the little boy bypassed the patrolling green-skinned monsters.

When he was about to escape to the broken village entrance, he was discovered by a small green monster who got up to urinate.

The little monster was horrified when he saw that there was still a living person in the village he had slaughtered.

It immediately screamed at the little boy's back, picked up a bloody stick, and pounced on the little boy fiercely.

The little boy ran a few steps and when he looked back he found that the green-skinned monster was running faster than him. He was frightened and just wanted to escape quickly.

But after running a few steps, the little boy was tripped by a round object.

He rolled forward several times before regaining his balance. When he stood up, he saw the round thing that tripped him in the moonlight...

It turned out to be the head of a familiar older sister from next door who died with her eyes open...

At this moment, the little boy recalled the memory that should have been sealed in the deepest part of his heart.

He remembered his brother-in-law who died tragically to protect them, and his sister who was murdered...

At this moment, the little boy was no longer afraid. Instead, his blood rushed to his head. He turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the green-skinned monster that was chasing him.

Both sides are about the same height, and the green-skinned monster is stronger, but the little boy's courage to sacrifice his life gives him temporary strength.

They tangle and roll on the ground, punch and kick, bite and butt heads...

The little boy tried every method he knew, and after paying the price of being covered in bruises, he finally strangled the green-skinned monster that was chasing him.

Just as he was lying on the ground gasping for breath, congratulating himself for surviving the disaster, a group of short figures with bloodshot eyes in the moonlight slowly approached from the darkness.

The little boy was disheartened. Killing one green-skinned monster was already his limit. How could a little boy like him deal with more than ten green-skinned monsters?

But it doesn’t matter. At least I killed a little green monster. It can be considered as revenge for my sister and brother-in-law, right?

Thinking of this, the little boy stood up shakily despite the pain in his body, picked up the wooden stick on the ground, and stared at the approaching green monsters without giving in.

Sister... I'm afraid I can't avenge you... But I don't regret it... If I can kill one more... Kill one more...

Just when the little boy's eyes turned red and he was about to charge forward to die, a spear made a sound of breaking through the air and nailed to the ground a green-skinned monster that had sneaked around the side and rear of the little boy and was about to launch a sneak attack.

The little boy felt something strange behind him, and turned around. He happened to see a green-skinned monster three meters behind him with a spear piercing its chest. The corpse and the spear stood on the ground, forming the Chinese character "入" (entry)...

"I see your determination, kid, leave the rest to me." A tall man wearing tattered armor and a helmet walked out from the shadow of the village entrance ten meters behind the little boy.

He was about 180cm tall and was wearing armor that looked cheap.

He carried three short spears for throwing on his back, a one-handed hammer with a badly worn hammer head on his left waist, a small arm shield on his left glove, and a dagger hidden on his right back waist.

This set of equipment, which looked cheap no matter how you looked at it, had an indescribable powerful aura on the man in front of him whose face he couldn't see clearly.

When a dozen or so green-skinned monsters saw the man appear, although they didn't recognize him, they instinctively took a step back, as if they were frightened by the murderous aura of the man.

It was because of this brief negligence that the cheaply equipped warrior threw all three short spears on his back in one breath, killing the three green-skinned monsters on the spot cleanly and neatly.

The man passed by the little boy like a gust of wind. He moved as fast as thunder and was as strong as an ox. He rushed into the green-skinned monsters, waving his arm shield and one-handed hammer to kill them.

In just less than two minutes, more than a dozen green-skinned monsters were killed one by one by him.

A green-skinned monster saw that the situation was not good and tried to escape, but before it ran far, the man threw away the blood-red one-handed hammer in his hand, picked up a spear used by the green-skinned monster from the ground, aimed slightly and threw it out.

The spear cut through the air and pierced the chest of the fleeing green-skinned monster steadily, pinning the cowardly guy to the ground...

After the man killed all the green monsters, he first wiped his blood-stained armor and arm shield with a piece of cloth, threw away the rag, and began to look for a usable weapon.

"Goblin's blood is corrosive. Weapons that have been used to kill them will become blunt." The man seemed to be explaining to the little boy, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

The little boy witnessed the whole process of the man killing the green-skinned monster. He was shocked by the man's strength and felt a yearning for it.

He knelt down before the man and begged him to take him in.

He was willing to do anything, just asking the man to take him to kill more goblins.

"I can find you a wealthy family who has no children and will treat you well." The man rejected the boy's request: "After escaping death, you should forget the past and live a good life."

“No… I want to avenge my sister… my brother-in-law… and everyone in the village…” The little boy knelt on the ground, his voice sad and desolate, like a cuckoo crying blood: “Please accept me… Even if I die, I want to die on the way to defeat these monsters…”

The man saw deep hatred in the little boy's eyes, a pain in his heart that could never be erased even after thousands of reincarnations.

"Okay, if you insist. But I must tell you in advance, if you regret it in the future, become timid, or even afraid of goblins... I will kill you with my own hands."

In this way, the little boy followed the man in training and fighting for more than ten years.

Together they fought against the green-skinned goblins, learned about their habits through observation, and even began to learn their language.

They knew the goblins well.

Until one day, the two of them independently conquered a tribe with a goblin king.

In order to protect the little boy who had grown up, the man single-handedly took on the Goblin King's desperate counterattack when he was furious.

Although the two men finally succeeded in defeating the Goblin King, the man was unfortunately seriously injured and eventually died.

Before he died, the man took off the worn helmet that he never took off, revealing a face covered in scars and burns.

He smiled grimly and coughed up blood, but he endured the pain and said his final farewell: "Little brat... I have taught you everything I should teach you... You are more talented in fighting than me... You are stronger than me now... You are a genius in killing goblins... The title of [Goblin Slayer]... will be... handed over to you from now on..."

After saying that, the man handed the helmet to the handsome gray-haired young man.

But he passed away just as the helmet was handed over halfway.

The gray-haired boy with tears in his eyes hurriedly took the worn-looking helmet from the man and put it on his head solemnly.

He said: "From now on, I will abandon my own name and inherit the name of [Goblin Slayer]. I will abandon all mortal desires, love, family, friendship, pleasure, wealth... All of these have nothing to do with me. My life is only lived to defeat goblins... This has nothing to do with justice, it's just hatred..."