I’m not Goblin Slayer Chapter 066

Among the five, due to the types of skills, the Rogue Apprentice, Meva, and the Priest Apprentice, Daphne, were barely affected by him.

However, Levin, Doyle, and Oliver were different. Gauss’s efficiency in effortlessly killing monsters directly rendered their skills useless. They also needed to use monsters to hone their techniques.

But now, they would often just finish warming up, and the battle would already be over.

If this continued, their skills would degenerate.

Their self-esteem also wouldn’t allow them to let Gauss hold back and let them deal with enemies that could be easily killed.

So, naturally, they could only temporarily part ways.

Gauss actually had a vague premonition about this.

He didn’t have any strong negative emotions about the others’ decisions and understood their choices.

Adventurers were inherently a group of idealists who, for their respective extraordinary dreams, embarked on this most difficult path regardless of life or death.

Objectively speaking, his progress speed was indeed somewhat disconnected from the Night Owl Squad.

Even if they didn’t mention it this time, parting ways was only a matter of time. At least now, they were parting on good terms.

However, he was back to being alone again. Gauss stretched.

Being a lone wolf had its advantages and disadvantages.

More freedom, but also more danger.

He would take things one step at a time.

At least now, compared to a month ago, he had a certain degree of self-preservation ability.

In terms of personal strength, among the unpromoted low-level adventurers, he was considered top-tier.

Low-level adventurers didn’t actually have that many flashy abilities; they relied more on hard-hitting enemies with their weapons.

Although his personality was cautious, he wasn’t inherently a timid person; otherwise, when he first arrived in this world, he wouldn’t have dared to hunt goblins with a small wooden spear.

…

Next to the golden-green wheat fields, a figure with a backpack was walking slowly at a steady pace.

Under his dark, messy fringe, a pair of emerald eyes constantly scanned the surroundings.

Gauss looked at the field ridges.

His gaze vigilantly swept the surroundings.

After temporarily returning to a solo state, he didn’t join other temporary teams.

It wasn’t because of some ridiculous reason like not getting over the last team; after all, coming and going, gathering and dispersing, was the norm for adventure teams in this world.

He was just a bit lazy. The thought of getting to know a new group of strangers made him decide to just take on some simpler solo commissions first.

Because he was alone, the location he chose for this commission was north of Grayrock Town.

What was the significance of this choice?

Naturally, it was safer. Geographically, Grayrock Town was located in the southern part of the kingdom, and the Emerald Forest was south of Grayrock Town. If one looked down from a high altitude, it almost resembled a harbor, enclosing Grayrock Town on three sides, with a large cleared uninhabited area in the middle.

The further north one went, the stronger the influence of human civilization.

Correspondingly, the probability of encountering powerful monsters in the wild was also smaller than in the south.

Unless he was extremely unlucky and happened to run into a challenging monster that had wandered north, but if such an accident occurred, he could only consider himself unlucky.

“The target for this mission is still goblins,” Gauss said, looking at the mission request form.

Although the probability of encountering powerful monsters decreased further north, the low-level goblins were still like pervasive flies, impossible to eradicate.

He was very curious at first, but now he could gradually appreciate the rascality of the goblin race.

Once their tribe was defeated, goblins would begin to flee, as if it were some code deeply ingrained in their genes. They would find a deep mountain forest to hide in, and then try to forcibly mate with other small to medium-sized animals, using their tenacious reproductive ability to create the next tribe. Although the individuals bred in this way were weaker, they could at least survive in the early stages by relying on their numerical advantage.

And even if humans completely cleared out the surrounding goblins, in the south, a country that bred countless monsters, some wild animals carrying evil green-skinned bad seeds would often wander out, bringing evil goblins into human activity areas, making it impossible to guard against them.

It was said that green-skinned offspring who had fully absorbed nutrients from their mothers could survive for the first few days after birth without eating. After a few days of development, they could begin to move and survive by eating fallen leaves, grass roots, and seeds.

It was similar to some documentaries Gauss had watched in his previous life; even in small puddles at the top of high mountains, there were fish. The tenacity of goblins was the same principle.

Unless the vast monster kingdom in the south, which was the root cause, was completely annihilated, goblins could never be exterminated.

“Found them!”

Suddenly, Gauss saw clear footprints on the ground.

Following the direction of the footprints, he finally saw a few sneaky goblins at the end of his sight, constantly breaking off immature wheat ears.

Crop-stealing thieves!

Yes, some goblins would steal human crops for food.

Gauss heard that goblins originally wouldn’t eat grains planted by humans, and even had a physiological repulsion. Compared to crops, they prioritized carrion and insects for high-quality protein, or wild fruits and berries. But at some point, goblins’ digestive abilities became stronger and stronger. Now, they could ingest and digest most foods that humans could or could not understand.

“Five goblins, so the rest should be in their nest.” He patiently observed for a while.

Once the goblins were all holding large piles of grains and wheat ears, he quietly circled to the side, blocking their return path in advance.

The five goblins also noticed his presence, their muddy eyes wandering around him. Noticing that he was alone, they all showed expressions of surprise.

A lone human!

Compared to grains, they preferred fresh meat.

Gauss checked that his Mage Armor was intact, then threw his pack aside and gripped his rapier.

He stomped forward, his body sprinting across the field ridge at a rapid speed.

“Swish!”

A flash of sword light!

The goblins, immersed in their pleasant fantasies, didn’t expect his movements to be so swift.

The blade easily cut through the wheat ears. The wheat exploded like dandelions the moment it touched the blade. The blade unhinderedly sliced through the wheat stalks, finally cutting into the goblin’s fragile neck.

Before it could react, the first goblin, along with the wheat ears it was holding, was cleanly decapitated.

Dead!

Golden-green particles mixed with viscous blood bloomed like flowers in the afternoon farmland.

“The first one!”

Gauss quickly turned around, his rapier drawing a semicircle.

None of these goblins carried weapons, and they were laden with wheat ears and stalks, making movement difficult. They had no ability to resist whatsoever.

“Whoosh!”

The semicircular sword edge cut through the surrounding wheat stalks, bringing down three more goblin corpses with unseeing eyes.

Gauss watched as the last goblin, terrified, dropped its grain and fled on all fours. He wasn’t in a hurry to chase it.

He glanced at the direction the goblin fled.

After wiping the blood from his blade and clearing away the strange smell from his body, he grabbed his pack and unhurriedly followed.

He had, of course, deliberately left a guide.

“Monsters killed: 82.”

He had just killed 4 goblins. Adding the 3 slimes he fortunately encountered and dealt with while getting water by the pond earlier, he reached this number.

He was getting closer to the number 100.

He planned to stay in the nearby villages for a few days. When he spoke to the village chief that morning, he learned that several nearby villages had such “field rats” (a euphemism for goblins).

These “rats” were undoubtedly his best source of experience for leveling up. Their long-term thieving had transformed them into creatures that preferred to hide and avoid combat.

And what he liked most was to pick on the weak.