I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

puff!

The goblin, who had been pretending to be dead against the tree, got up, pulled out the knife stuck in the tree trunk, and stabbed the poisoned mercenary, who was foaming at the mouth, in the abdomen, piercing him through.

At the same moment the assassin mercenary was ambushed, several other mercenaries who went to check were also ambushed by goblins hiding in the shadows.

They were lucky; they weren't attacked by weapons coated with poison, but only suffered minor injuries.

However, large numbers of goblins poured out from all directions and launched an attack on the mercenaries.

There were also many goblin archers hiding in the trees, constantly firing arrows downwards.

"Don't panic, prepare for battle!"

"Melee fighters stand in front, ranged hunters and mages retreat to the back."

"Knight, raise your shield!"

Sharp and his men were experienced mercenaries, and after the initial panic, they immediately began to form ranks to meet the enemy.

dong dong!

As the goblin's arrows came down, the knights in the group raised their shields to block them.

Some of the stronger warriors also deflected the arrows with their swords.

Then came the mercenaries' counterattack.

Arrows fired by hunters flew over the heads of the melee mercenaries in front and struck the charging goblins.

Several spells also bloomed among the goblins.

Each first-tier spell can render a group of goblins incapable of fighting.

However, in a dense forest, long-range attacks are not very effective.

Hunters and mages need some time to find the right moment to strike.

Therefore, the main battles will still be close-quarters combat.

The mercenaries drew their weapons and began fighting the swarming goblins.

Casualties occurred the moment the two sides made contact.

For Sharp, Charlie, and Freeman, dealing with these low-level goblins was more like a massacre.

Even if a goblin of level 6 or higher encounters them, it will only last a few more seconds.

"Damn goblins, go to hell!"

A mercenary cleaved the goblin in front of him to death with a single blow, then flipped over to dodge the attack from behind, and with a backhand motion, ripped open the goblin's chest behind him.

After taking down two goblins in a row, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.

The next moment, he was struck in the back by a poisoned weapon from the goblin leader who had rushed over, and fell to his knees.

When the goblin leader first saw that only about twenty humans had come, he thought it was a great harvest.

But seeing its own people fall at the hands of Sharp and his companions, and its numbers rapidly dwindling, it realized that these humans were far too powerful for its own kind to handle.

If the fighting continues, its race will be wiped out.

"retreat!"

The goblin leader stabbed the poisoned human in the back with his knife and then shouted at the goblins around him.

Upon hearing the order, the goblins retreated as quickly as they had when they swarmed out.

There were over a hundred goblins when they arrived, but less than fifty left when they retreated!

In a short period of time, more than half of the staff were laid off!

But the mercenaries weren't about to let the goblins retreat so easily.

In the short time that followed, two more mercenaries were surrounded and killed by goblins.

Including the first assassin mercenary to die, they have already lost three people!

Seeing the goblin retreat, all the mercenaries immediately gave chase.

The level 8 mercenary running in the lead was about to catch up with the goblin when he suddenly lost his footing and fell into a large pit.

The pit was at least two meters deep, and sharp tree thorns were buried at the bottom.

As the mercenary fell, a thorn pierced his eye socket, killing him instantly.

Another person stepped on the lasso and was hoisted into the air, where he was then shot to death by goblins in the trees.

This unexpected turn of events caused the mercenaries to immediately halt their pursuit and dare not advance any further.

The goblin leader glanced back at the mercenaries who had stopped and let out a smug laugh.

Fortunately, they had prepared in advance, and these traps were enough to slow down the mercenaries.

Once it escapes, it won't be so easy for these people to catch up with it.

Whoosh!

An arrow pierced through several large trees and stabbed into the goblin leader's chest.

The goblin leader staggered for a moment, then sped up and ran.

Charlie aimed his second arrow for a while, but couldn't find a suitable angle to shoot it.

"Damn it, it got away!"

Sharp looked up at the mercenary's corpse hanging from the tree, riddled with arrows and swaying violently, his eyes blazing with fury.

"It's been hit by an arrow; it won't get far!"

Charlie sheathed his longbow, drew his machete from his waist, and led two of his men to clear the way.

Thanks to Charlie, the old hunter, many crude traps were discovered and destroyed.

In fact, these traps can usually be detected if one is prepared.

But no one had thought of that.

They had assumed Anno was ahead, never imagining that goblins had already set a trap for them.

The goblin leader, fleeing ahead, felt his steps growing heavier and heavier.

Its right breast was hit by an arrow, and blood kept flowing out.

A goblin nearby noticed that something was wrong with the goblin leader and quickly approached.

The goblin leader thought it had come to help him up, and even put an arm around the latter's shoulder.

"Strange, I've never seen you before?"

There are only so many goblins in the tribe, and the goblin chief has absolutely no recollection of this goblin.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a short knife pierced its heart.

The summoned goblin draws its short sword, skillfully cuts the summoning materials, and then disappears into the jungle.

The surrounding goblins were busy scrambling to escape and did not notice what was happening.

When Sharp and the others caught up to this place and saw the goblin's corpse with an arrow stuck in its chest on the ground, a relieved smile appeared on their faces.

Freeman then stepped forward and chopped off the goblin's head.

"Strange, where are its ears and paws?"

When Sharp and his two companions saw the mutilated parts of the goblin leader's body, their expressions changed.

The clean cut was definitely made with a weapon.

During the battle just now, the group sensed that this goblin was of the highest level and was probably the leader of this goblin tribe.

These wounds could not have been caused by other goblins.

This inference suggests that there is a third party present besides them!

Freeman looked at Sharp and said uncertainly, "Could it be Mavis?"

"Impossible!" Charlie shook his head and analyzed, "When we met her outside, she was still waiting for her men. We left her behind and entered the Forbidden Forest ahead of time, using the excuse that her men hadn't arrived yet. We hardly stopped along the way; she couldn't have gotten ahead of us."

"It's Anno!" Sharp looked around and said to the two, "It must be Anno! He's right here with us. That goblin attack just now must have been his doing!"

Upon hearing this, Charlie quickly climbed up a large tree nearby and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

Soon, he found Anno's trail in a nearby tree.

That's where Anno collects the souls of goblin leaders.

"Found it, follow me!"

Charlie had always wanted to get rid of Anno, but now that Anno had tricked him, and one of the mercenaries who had just died was one of his subordinates, his desire to kill Anno had intensified.