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Goblin Camp.

There were several huts haphazardly built with scrap wood and dead leaves in the camp, while only the slightly larger round felt tent in the center was luxuriously covered with a few tattered rags and animal hides.

At that moment, a large, burning cauldron was set up on the open ground, and a dozen or so mutilated and aged goblins surrounded it, their turbid, protruding eyes staring intently at the food in the pot.

A white-haired goblin adorned with intricate bone ornaments was diligently stirring the thick, green paste inside the cauldron with a wooden stick.

As it was stirred, hair, grass roots, wild fruits, and chunks of some kind of green flesh would occasionally float to the surface, releasing a nauseating stench.

But in the eyes of goblins, the stinkier it is, the more fragrant it is.

"Wagara~"

"Waaaaah!"

...

Urging voices rose and fell, and the goblins' restlessness reached its peak. They pushed and shoved each other, preparing to swarm forward and snatch the food.

boom!

A loud bang.

The camp's fragile gate was smashed open, splinters of wood flying everywhere and dust billowing.

"!"

All the goblins looked toward the gate in surprise.

As the dust settled, a colossal steel beast was revealed.

Henry slammed his heavy tower shield into the ground and roared at the goblin with overwhelming force.

"You green-skinned scum! Come and die!!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

A man and a woman rushed out from either side of Henry.

Mark and Talia came up and, without saying a word, raised their hands and shot arrows.

call out!call out!

Two arrows, accompanied by a whistling sound as they tore through the air, were each aimed at a goblin.

Before the two unfortunate creatures could even scream, their heads were pierced by arrows, leaving large patches of blood, and they fell backward to the ground.

"Wow!"

The goblins snapped out of their surprise and instinctively tried to flee.

But when they discovered that there were only three intruders.

The despicable nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, inherent in their blood, was immediately activated.

The goblins regrouped, their eyes gleaming with greedy ferocity, and pounced on the attack with bared teeth and claws before they even had time to pick up their weapons.

Faced with the goblins' counterattack.

Mark and Talia remained unmoved and completed another round of shooting in just three seconds.

Goblin-2!

By this time, the goblins had already rushed up to Henry.

The goblins, who liked to bully the weak, knew very well that Henry was not someone to mess with, so they cleverly went around to either side.

Talia, a human woman full of lust, was deeply loved by the goblins, so all 11 goblins were attracted to her.

Mark had no choice but to turn his crossbow around, being careful to avoid injuring his comrades.

Just as the goblin charging at the front was about to make contact with Talia, Henry suddenly grabbed his battle axe and smashed it against the tower shield with the back of the axe, creating a huge noise, while shouting and yelling.

"Come on! Hit me!"

In an instant, an invisible sound wave emanated from Henry and swept across all the Goblins.

The dozen or so goblins, whose faces had been contorted in a ferocious manner, suddenly froze in place, their expressions becoming extremely bewildered and complex.

But the next second the goblins all turned around and attacked Henry with glaring eyes.

Henry held his tower shield horizontally with both hands, single-handedly withstanding the goblin charge.

Clang——

Just then, a sharp clang of a sword being drawn rang out behind Henry.

Immediately afterwards, a bright white figure leaped up, resembling an eagle spreading its wings in the sunlight.

In mid-air, Felix held his knight's sword high with both hands, the blade wreathed in wisps of white energy, and slashed down heavily at the horde of goblins gathering below.

"Earth-Splitting Slash!"

boom!

The powerful impact sent two goblins flying, and nearly half of the goblins were torn apart by the sharp airflow, their limbs flying everywhere. The ground was cleaved with a three- or four-meter-long gash.

The goblins were all covered in wounds and groaned in pain.

"Wow~"

...

Just then, Henry seized the opportunity, pushing forward with all his might against the tower shield, and the goblin horde was plowed up and felled to the ground like a lawn by a bulldozer.

While the goblins were unable to get up, Mark and Talia kept firing arrows, reaping the remaining lives.

A dozen goblins vanished in an instant, leaving behind a pile of corpses on the open ground, and the clamor and groans subsided into deathly silence.

This death feast, thanks to the meticulous coordination of all members of "White Eagle," lasted less than three minutes before coming to an end.

Goblins are so fragile; without the leadership of elite individuals, no matter how many there are, they are just chickens and dogs.

Just when everyone thought they could finally breathe a sigh of relief, Felix suddenly clutched his chest and groaned.

"Well..."

The all-out attack just now consumed too much energy, and coupled with the previous injuries, it caused blood to rush to his head, increasing the burden on his heart, which is why Felix experienced a relapse.

"Philip!"

Talia rushed to help him up.

Fortunately, Emily arrived in time.

She stroked Felix's back, infusing him with pure holy light.

After receiving treatment, Felix's complexion improved slightly.

It's worth mentioning that Emily's role in the team is a little awkward.

Aside from a level 0 "Secondary Healing Spell", she has no other support abilities.

Emily is a young priestess who has just left the monastery. She was able to join the bronze-level "White Eagle" squad.

Besides some personal connections, the more important reason was that Felix wanted to train a formal priest for the team.

Don't underestimate the healing effect of "Secondary Healing Technique," which is only equivalent to one application of ointment.

Holy Light can treat almost any kind of injury, such as internal injuries, cuts, bruises, burns, frostbite, and so on.

In short, as long as there is sufficient holy light, any difficult or complicated disease can be cured.

At this moment, Talia, Henry, and Mark did not rush to advance into the camp, but instead split up to scout and guard the surrounding area, protecting Felix as he completed his treatment.

Mark looked around curiously.

Goblin settlements all share one peculiar trait—they are filthy and chaotic.

The architectural style is like a mud nest, with branches and mud shoveled on top and pieced together to form a cave-like hut, exuding a unique stench of glands inside and out, and possibly even using one's own excrement.

Henry frowned as he looked at the still-burning cauldron, then slapped it over the tower shield.

wow~

A thick, green paste, like tar, slowly crawled out of the pot, spilling all sorts of strange broth ingredients onto the ground. Upon closer inspection, there were even two goblin corpses.

"Damn! They don't even spare their own kind."

Henry couldn't help but swear when he saw this.

Talia and the others wholeheartedly agreed with this.

Given extreme scarcity, it's not surprising that goblins, with their strong animalistic instincts, would resort to cannibalism.

But Mark seemed to have some unpleasant memory stirred up, and his face turned very ugly.

During his time working at the police station, Mark often heard about some really bizarre tricks.

The sheer horror of it all sent chills down his spine, even for a forensic assistant who had dissected thousands of Gundams.

Forget it, there's no need to dwell on things from the past life.

Mark quickly regained his composure.

At the same time, Emily's treatment also came to an end.

Felix stood up again.