Trash Goblin の小説・ストーリー

Mory continued tending to wounds as Agamori walked back to the men stacking bodies. As he reached the pyre, Agamori stood beside Teddy. "Aren’t you finished yet? These creatures smell awful and I’d like to get home before dinner." Teddy rolled his neck from side to side and his eyes turned black as his warlock came forward. While his curly hair swam around on his head and beads of sweat began dripping from his brow, Teddy took a deep breath and blew out a flame across the goblin dead.

soon for my distance, they saw armies of goblins. But I haven't walked closer and there were a few of them however they were large in size not like the small goblin that they have faced before. These goblins are known as general they had six horns on their head which represent their age. they are experienced warriors and have won many battles. Eros has faced these goblin before he knew that his army now would be useless to him. He yelled "stay back you are useless to me" Eros had Experienced with this kind of goblin and it wouldn't be easy to kill them.

They tried to bash their way in, but only dull sound can only be heard as their weapons were reflected after each strike. [That's a rare pair over there….Pure blooded Goblins from the ancient race and they still retained their humane mentality….].(T.A.S) "(Quite interesting right…look, the other goblins were savage, just like the other monster and those 2 weren't.....they were quite talented as well…)". [i suggest saving both of them…they could be an asset for I.S.O.A…Careful sir, the goblins have turned their attention at you..]. (T.A.S)

"The Scavengers followed your trail of fire. They want your power even if it has turned purple." A loud screech tore through the air. From the bushes three iron crabs jumped out.. These were not the small robots from the ship. They were huge the size of cars. Their metal bodies were covered in sharp rusted spikes. Their red eyes locked onto June. The man yelled, "Run, June!" He did not run with her. He smashed the glass tube onto the ground. The silver spark inside exploded into a wall of white fog. June did not wait. She scrambled into the forest. Her boots sank into the glowing moss. She could hear the thud-thud-thud of the giant metal crabs behind her. They were fast. They were cutting th

A part of me wants to curl up against a tree and cry my eyes out for the rest of the night. But I drag my feet on, refusing to show weakness. Back in the clearing, Ryker drags the last of the dead rogues into a makeshift grave that couldn't have been more than three feet deep. The men start covering them with sand. I didn't think that they would even bother burying them. Ragnar never struck me as that kind. "We're done for the night. Back to the castle," Ragnar tells the men, grabbing his scythe from the bark of a tree.

I was planning to ride out those last days in peace, detached and unbothered, but no—Betty just had to bring the drama. She shattered my dad's urn. The ashes spilled everywhere, but it wasn't enough for her. Nope. Her cat strutted in, did its business right on the remains, and Betty? She had the audacity to grin. "Daphne, look! The ashes make great litter for my cat!" And just like that, all the grief, the rage, everything I'd been holding back exploded. I just grabbed the baseball bat behind the door and swung. The crack of impact was satisfying, but Betty's scream? Even better. She stumbled back, pale as a ghost, scrambling to get away.

Species: Zerg Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Ability: Underground Claws [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] Rewards: 3000 crystal stone 10 gold coins Gabriel suddenly stopped walking as he hid the palm that gradually let out a small eyes and big mouth, his indifferent eyes glance at the road that remained unmoved even though its surface also hid a terrifying monster who have the strength to slaughter mankind, well that’s not for Gabriel who is clearly one of the omnipotent heroes who could make monsters disappear in his sight.

“Oh, Gab!” He smiled at Agustin’s friends and nodded before entering the kitchen. The club’s employees greeted him, and he smiled back. “Gab! Can you please do me a favor?” Gab nodded. “Can you throw this in the trash? There’s a lot of garbage, and I’m busy inside.” He looked at the trash and quickly grabbed two plastic bags to throw outside.

Jessica's face turned grim as she marched toward Edgar's room and kicked the door open. The once cozy room was now bare and desolate. The gifts she'd given him over the years were gone. The stuffed rabbit he clung to at night was gone. Even his collection of plush toys had vanished. There wasn't even bedding left—no sheets, no pillows—just the stark, empty bed frame. "Oh no!" Cooper gasped behind her and covered his mouth. "Where are Edgar's things? Did he seriously run away from home?"

The second I stepped into the banquet hall that night, Alfred sneered. "Why are you dressed so cheap?" Then, as if nothing happened, he grabbed my hand and led me to our seats. Flipping through the menu, I spotted something unfamiliar and tapped his arm. "Honey, what's the difference between white truffle and black truffle? Which one should I get?" Before he could answer, Vivian piped up, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Looks like Mrs. Johnston doesn't eat at Michelin-starred restaurants much. White truffles are way pricier than black ones."