I’m not Goblin Slayer Chapter 073

Name: Gauss

Strength: 6

Agility: 6

Constitution: 6

Intelligence: 7

Perception: 5

Charm: 6

Skills:

0-level Cantrip Mage Hand Lv 3 ( 3/50)

1-level Spell Magic Missile Lv 2 ( 17/20)

1-level Spell Mage Armor Lv 2 ( 19/20)

Basic Swordsmanship Lv 1 ( 9/10)

Talents: Rapid Digestion, Magic Resistance.

Gauss glanced at his attribute panel.

The number of skills and talents he had mastered was increasing, which also meant his strength was continuously improving.

As he browsed the panel, two other villagers walked over from a distance.

“That’s 8 in total. You’ve counted them correctly, right?” Gauss’s consciousness returned to reality, and he gestured for the two to look at the goblins, all dead in the mud.

“That’s right.” The two villagers nodded repeatedly.

They had witnessed the entire battle and were naturally very impressed with Gauss’s demonstrated strength, even unconsciously showing a hint of reverence.

He was clearly an adventurer even younger than themselves, with a refined and reserved appearance, yet when he killed monsters, he transformed into a different, brutal persona, like an old butcher who had slaughtered livestock for decades, taking lives with every movement.

This stark contrast in demeanor made the two feel an unspoken dread.

They were afraid he hadn’t killed enough and might casually chop them up like goblins.

Fortunately, for now, his emotions seemed stable.

After a brief moment of joy, Gauss quickly regained his composure, while carefully observing his surroundings.

He was wary that the scent of blood and the commotion might attract other creatures.

After collecting the items that could serve as proof, Gauss carefully picked through the debris, taking some potentially valuable scraps with him.

Upon returning to the village, after confirmation from the village chief and the two villagers who had accompanied him, the agreed-upon reward of 7 silver coins and 20 copper coins was promptly handed to Gauss.

After completing the temporary commission, Gauss searched the vicinity again.

After killing 2 slime slimes and 1 small skeleton that had crawled out from who knows where, he had no further gains.

So, after returning to the first village and bidding farewell to the village chief and Genos, he embarked on his journey back to Grayrock Town.

“Phew!”

Watching the density of the green farmland gradually decrease, Gauss was getting closer and closer to Grayrock Town.

The outline of the dusty stone town steadily grew larger in his vision.

“I’m here!”

Passing through the checkpoint, Gauss, who had been away for some days, looked at the streets of the town, which hadn’t changed much, feeling a little excited.

Humans were strange creatures who liked the new and disliked the old. On his first day in the village, he had found the leisurely and quiet atmosphere of the village very livable, but after staying for a few days, he couldn’t help but start to miss the hustle and bustle of the town.

The village was indeed quieter than the town, with not many outsiders, but there was no suitable place to spend money.

After nightfall, the village became pitch black, and he could only choose to go to bed early like the other villagers.

This was simply too difficult to adapt to.

He retracted his gaze.

Gauss walked towards the Adventurers’ Guild, his first order of business upon returning still being to submit his mission.

This time, Petra was on duty at the counter.

As the first Adventurers’ Guild receptionist he had encountered, Gauss had a rather deep impression of the blonde Petra, feeling a nostalgic sense of seeing an old acquaintance again.

However, what he didn’t expect was that before he even took out his adventurer’s badge for identification, Petra called out his name.

“Mr. Gauss, was this mission smooth?”

“Uh, not bad, didn’t encounter any danger.” Gauss looked at Petra, a little surprised.

He remembered her as being quite normal. Firstly, his own memory was good, and secondly, as she was the first Adventurers’ Guild staff member he had interacted with, he naturally paid more attention to her during his first visit.

But for her, as an Adventurers’ Guild employee, who encountered a wide variety of adventurers in large numbers every day, to remember him and accurately match his name was quite remarkable.

Perhaps this was the professional quality of an Adventurers’ Guild employee! Gauss could only sigh and think this.

He put himself in her shoes; if he were doing her job, he definitely wouldn’t remember an ordinary low-level adventurer.

Petra took the mission items and adventurer’s badge that Gauss handed over, her gaze subtly glancing at Gauss’s face.

Compared to his first visit, his face had gained a lot more confidence.

Of course, she remembered him, but it wasn’t because her memory was exceptionally good.

It was simply that Gauss had left a rather deep impression on her, so she had secretly paid attention to his mission history. As a novice adventurer, to pass the early stages so quickly and smoothly, and to even start taking on solo missions recently, it was no exaggeration to say he was “exceptionally talented.”

“Sorry, these goblin left ears do not belong to the items for this commission.”

“Oh, I might have accidentally mixed them in.” Gauss watched Petra accurately place several goblin left ears on the table, feeling a little surprised.

These goblin left ears weren’t accidentally mixed in; he had intentionally tried to submit them together to see what would happen.

To his surprise, the Adventurers’ Guild’s identification methods were so advanced; the number she pulled out was exactly the same as the number he had put in.

Was it because there was a difference in the time they were cut off? Gauss couldn’t help but ponder.

But he quickly dismissed this idea, because the time difference between cutting off these two batches of goblin left ears was no more than two days.

If they relied solely on this for judgment, then misjudgment would be very serious, as it wasn’t uncommon for a single mission to last for several days, and some large missions could even last for one or two months, or even longer.

So, was it achieved by some kind of detection or tracing magic or magic item?

Having obtained the desired test result, Gauss did not delay the counter’s time further, as there were other adventurers queuing behind him.

11 silver coins.

Putting the silver coins into his money pouch and seeing it become plump again, Gauss’s mood also improved.

Current cash: 42 silver coins and 65 copper coins.

Gauss looked at his boots; long walks had worn the soles down to a thin layer.

It was time to buy some clothes, boots, and other daily necessities.

There was no helping it; as an adventurer, the consumption of such personal daily necessities was indeed much higher than for ordinary people.

Firstly, it was due to the long distances traveled daily, and secondly, constantly moving through the wilderness inevitably led to fabric being snagged and torn by branches, stones, and other debris.

As for why Mage Armor couldn’t resist this wear and tear, it was because the effect of Mage Armor seemed to have no effect against ordinary interactions like mosquito bites or environmental scratches.

There seemed to be some kind of judgment mechanism within its spell effect.