Goblin Slayer Without Helmet Novels & Stories

"Beth." She straightened, looking around. "Beth." Before he could reach her, a goblin swooped down. Time slowed. No one else was near Beth. His partners were fighting off these goblins. He was on his own. A goblin hovered over Beth. Trent tried to get her attention. Beth didn't look behind her. Before Trent could get to her, the goblin grabbed her and took off. "Beth." Trent watched helplessly as the goblin flew off into the night. Beth's screams echoed in his head long after he shouldn't have been able to hear her.

She commanded loudly and a guard hurriedly scurried out the archway. Moments after the Elf Queen's constant stare and Irun's obnoxious foot tapping, two females appeared from the same archway the guard had went out. They both were gripping each other's hand firmly. But there was something very strange about one of them. Her hair were strangely a bit of golden and her eyes... they were white. Neither any pupils, nor any irises. Pure white. I had never seen eyes like her before in my life. Was she the one who saw future?

His smile flashed white at her; one of predatory intent. "Well...you're a pretty one aren't you?" he complimented, "Much prettier than other slayers I've met." His fingers suddenly pinched shut on the helmet flattening it with a sharp creak of metal. Helia felt her stomach turn with the intimidating show of casual power. How easily he could do that to her head. At least that would be quick and painless. She had a feeling that's not what he had planned for her. Discarding the helmet, now metal sheet, the Gray Shadow then gripped her belt, noting the scabbard and pouches attached there.

And they had to keep fighting them without getting a chance to breathe. They were just fortunate because goblins were extremely weak. The arrow she took from the goblin archer had left a dent in her chest armour. Fortunately, the arrows were too feeble to pierce her armour. The thing that was irritating about goblins was that they had weapons on them, and they had numerous weapons. Some goblins wielded bows, spears, and daggers, although on rare occasions, some goblins even wielded staffs. Those goblins were a higher-ranking monster known as the Goblin Shaman, and they were hazardous if not dispatched quickly.

A laugh came out, "You look like..." I rolled my eyes, "A penguin I know." "Come on, wear my helmet," I shook my head no. He sighed aspirated, "Don't worry I don't catch a cold easily. Unlike you. Now please wear it." Even though he said 'please' he forced the helmet on my head after putting my hair to the side so it won't get tangled. "That's better, now let's go." He smiled gently and grabbed my hand swiftly, pulling me out from the shop and towards his motorcycle.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

His eyes roamed up and down her form taking in the transformation. Gone was the torn, rough woolen dress, the muddy streaked face and the bloodied hands. In their place stood a Valkyrie, as tall as his own mate with skin just as pale but lacking Liv's freckles. Her hair was ice blonde, and with her braids removed, it fell past her shoulders in silky waves. She was wearing black leggings and, ironically, one of Liv's long fleecy shirts that read 'Warrior Princess' in floral script across the front. It was one of his mate's favorites. Her long feet were covered in fuzzy pink socks to match the shirt. The women stopped moving when they saw him. Liv shook off the surprise first. "I didn't expect

A goblin fell to the ground as it was cut in half. Its blood was blue, but it didn't lessen the feeling of killing another creature. It was almost as tall as a human and had similar features. It had green skin and large eyes. Its teeth and claws were sharp. Other than those features, it was almost human. “How are the newbies?” Sven asked as he shot another goblin in the head. His weapon was a silver revolver. He didn't need to reload but he had to pull back the hammer for every shot. Its bullets materialized from his magical energy.

I muttered. He stepped out of the backseat and my heart hammered my chest as to crack it open. Seen from the cameras on top of the stairs, he looked perfectly fine and just like out of a Haunters episode: wearing black from head to toe, cargo pants, his astronaut sneakers, a hoodie under his street jacket, neat stubble, big bluish glasses showing under a baseball hat.

My senses all in alert, I activated my Evil eyes ready for that unknown creature… the groaning intensified, the creature approached revealing its appearance… Small in size, green skin, ugly face and pointy ears… it held a handmade spear with a pointy rock at the edge… the creature reeked of bad smell and was not alone… This creature that preys on women and raids human villages without leaving a soul behind, usually lives in small groups, but when they are under stronger beast guidance… they become a threat that must be subjugated… So it was them who preyed on women of the capitol… these heinous creatures called “Cave dwellers” or more commonly…Goblins! I am surrounded by them… how many are t