"Goblins?"
Gazing at the figures emerging from the dense woods, Roland couldn't help but frown deeply.
The creatures had long, pointed ears, protruding fangs, and ugly, ferocious faces.
The only difference from what he remembered was that these goblins' normally green skin was covered in strange, crimson patterns.
Although goblins were said to be the lowest-ranking Demons, their strength even a notch below Kobolds, Roland didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
The bloodthirsty glint shining in their triangular eyes was a stark contrast to their rumored cowardly and timid nature.
What was even more unsettling was...
"More than ten... no... that's not right!"
As more and more goblins emerged from the forest, Roland couldn't help but tighten his grip on his sword hilt, his knuckles turning slightly white.
It wasn't that he was afraid.
With his current strength, he could slay ordinary Kobolds with ease, so naturally, he wouldn't fear these even smaller goblins.
