This is the story of an ordinary goblin, but something special.

The average lifespan of goblins is only one-fifth that of humans. Although they seem to have elven blood dating back to ancient times, with the passage of time, the bloodline has deteriorated and evolved to the present, and they have become the lowest level of the Jura Forest.

A kind of monster.

Ordinary goblins generally only have a birthday in their teens. They can be considered adults to breed offspring at the age of three, and they are adults at the age of five.

Because they are very fragile, they reproduce very quickly, but very few survive.

Today's protagonist is a goblin who has just turned three years old and can already be considered an adult.

But his luck didn't seem to be very good. Because he was idle, he was assigned a difficult task by the village elders - to transport the adventurers' magic props to a very, very far away foreign land, the dwarf kingdom Varu.

Go and sell it.

As for why the weakest Goblin has the magical equipment of the adventurers, let’s not consider this matter for the time being. Anyway, it is impossible for the weak Goblins to defeat the experienced adventurers. It is mostly because of the challenge of arrogance.

He killed a monster far beyond his own, which probably led to the destruction of the group.

In short, the elders in the goblin village packed all the magic equipment that they had stripped off the adventurers into a big box and asked the little goblin, who was just three years old, to transport it to the dwarf kingdom thousands of miles away.

It was a foreign land that took two months to walk on foot. For a goblin who had never left the village for more than 20 kilometers, it was an impossible distance to reach.

But he still accepted an impossible task because——

"Don't you think this knife is very beautiful? As long as you agree to help, this knife will be yours."

Fascinated by the light reflected from the knife, the little Goblin immediately threw away his uneasiness.

By the time I reacted, it was already too late.

In fact, goblin merchants pass by goblin villages from time to time.

Because of the unpredictable nature of magic equipment, if it breaks accidentally, you will lose money.

Therefore, the goblin merchants were unwilling to purchase these magic equipment, and it would be a pity to throw them away, so the elders in the village followed the goblin merchants' suggestions and sent a goblin to transport these magic equipment to the distant dwarf kingdom.

Go there to sell.

It is said that it is an armed kingdom that is absolutely neutral. Regardless of whether they are monsters or humans, as long as they do not mess around in the city, they will be treated equally.

Moreover, the craftsmanship of the dwarves is top-notch. As long as these unusable magic equipment can be replaced with useful crafts, they will make a lot of money.

The reason why I chose the little goblin was simply because I saw that he was idle and had nothing to do. It was not out of any malicious intent.

After all, for Goblins whose bloodline has deteriorated, it is just instinct to arrange jobs for idle tribesmen, and the dangers involved are not considered at all.

This can only be attributed to the pathetic intelligence of the goblins.

The ignorant little Goblin embarked on this dreamlike journey with a large suitcase of luggage.

What needed to be solved at first was the transportation of luggage. It was impossible to carry a suitcase half as tall as him over the mountains, but he soon thought of a human carriage with two round boxes under the box.

thing.

Drill two small holes under the wooden box, cut the found wooden stick into a straight stick and pass it through, then inlay the round shields of the adventurers on the straight stick, fix it with tree vines, and then put a handle on the box, like this

Once this is done, a simple hand-pulled cart is completed.

Taking the water and food given by the village elders, the little goblin embarked on his journey.

A week later, the food that I thought I would be able to eat in a lifetime was all gone in less than five days.

There is still a little water left, but the food is gone.

"hungry……"

The little goblin, who was dizzy with hunger, dropped the cart in his hand and began to look for food in the surroundings.

But it's not near the village he's familiar with. Where can food be found so easily?

With the Goblin's strength, he can only find some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. Even ordinary hares are not easy to catch.

Because of the high concentration of magic power in this world, the rabbit's flexibility has also been greatly improved. If you don't set a trap in advance, you can't catch it at all.

However, perhaps this goblin's luck broke out. On a lawn, he saw a human being lying unconscious on the ground with injuries all over his body.

It was as if all the blood on his body had drained away, dyeing all the green grass around him red.

"Could he be dead?"

Goblins have also seen many adventurers who were seriously injured and died. With so much blood, they must be dead no matter how you look at them.

The goblin swallowed.

"Will there be food on this human body?"

Human adventurers usually have delicious food on them, which is common knowledge to low-level monsters like them.

Although I usually dare not provoke human adventurers, it doesn't matter if they die.

Hunger suppressed the fear of humans in the Goblin's heart, and he moved cautiously to the human, wanting to look for food from the human.

However, a scene that made him fear for death occurred. Just when he walked to the human being, the human being who should have been dead suddenly grabbed his feet.

"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... It's almost broken."

The Goblin subconsciously wanted to take out the knife on his waist and stab Du En, but fortunately, he was very slow and did not make such a dangerous move, otherwise, he would be killed in the next second.

Because at the next moment, Du En, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes again. He casually grabbed a small stone next to him and shot it out.

At a speed that the Goblin could not react to, the stone instantly shot through a red spider several meters in size behind him.

The monster that rushed towards it smelling the smell of blood, the red-armored spear spider with a level as high as A— (the level of monsters in this world), was instantly killed by Du En with a stone.

After doing all this, Du En passed out again, and the palm that was holding the goblin lost its strength.

The goblin who originally thought he was going to die unexpectedly discovered that not only was he not dead, but he seemed to have harvested a huge prey.

"Could it be that this spider looks very strong but is actually very weak!?"

The little goblin who is only an F-level has a wrong understanding of an A-level monster that can dominate even in the forest.

However, this did not prevent him from rushing to the side of the Red Armored Spear Spider, whose head was shot open by a stone, leaving only its fat body, and his saliva flowed down.

"I probably won't be able to finish eating such a big spider in my lifetime."

The Goblin thought happily, forgetting that he had thought the same way when he received the food given by the elders.

However, Goblin thought about the humans who gave him this food, and began to find some herbs in the forest that he thought had restorative effects, chewed them up, and applied them to Duen's body.

He didn't know that these herbs were actually useless to Du En, but he still did it.

Not knowing that what he did saved his life for the second time, the goblin once again focused his attention on the huge demon spider and began to think about how to eat the meat from the spider.

In this way, three days passed.
Chapter completed!