Soldier’s Job 3

Goblins are monsters that are at the bottom of the bipedal monsters.

The hunted side, so to speak.

On top of that, there are bipedal monster such as orcs, ogres, trolls, cyclopses, etc.

Among them, the monsters that prey on goblins are


Orcs and,


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The sound of a tree breaking can be heard.

Wayne turned around in a panic.

T, Trolls!? What are they doing here?


Trolls.

They are about four meters tall and strong.

However, they have low intelligence and lacks agility.

“Everyone! Prepare for battle! Take the bow! Fire at will!”

At the sound of Patrick’s command, everyone readies their bows and shoots arrows.

Some of them pierced, but they are not fatal.


A troll slowly approaches.

“Keep firing!”

The humming arrows pierce the troll’s belly, but the thick subcutaneous fat prevents them from reaching the internal organs.

“Ready the spear!”

He tossed his bow and held up his spear.

Apparently, the troll felt that he was the strongest, and set his sights on Wayne. He walks towards Wayne.

In the troll’s right hand, it holds a log that it seems to have picked up along the way.


BOOM!


And the log is swung around with a noise.

Wayne dodges and thrusts his spear out.

It stabbed a few dozen centimeters in, but the spear doesn’t come off even when Wayne pulls on it. The trolls swings the log without a care in the world.


Wayne lets go of the spear to dodge the log.

The other members of the team thrust their spears out of the way, but they only pierce a few millimeters.

Is it the difference between weapons and arms?


Wayne gave up on the spear and held up his two-handed sword.

He used the sword to block the log being swung down, and then swing the sword with all his strength aiming at it’s stomach.

He slashes a few inches of belly fat, and the troll grunts and lunges at him.


“Wayne! Squat!”


Hearing Patrick’s shout, Wayne crouched down as quickly as he could. Then Patrick, with his spear poised at the troll belly wound, rushed forward.

Patrick’s spear stabbed into the wound in the stomach that Wayne slashed through.


Higyaaah!


The troll lets out a cry of pain.

Wayne, who was crouching between the troll and Patrick, grabbed Patrick’s spear and twists the spear deep into the troll’s belly with all his might.


The troll shouted, even louder, with his chin raised, and Wayne thrusts his two-handed sword up it’s throat.

Patrick and Wayne were stained in bright red from the large amount of blood that dripped down with a scream.

And slowly, the troll fell on his back.


“Tony, cut off the troll’s head.”

Patrick ordered in a tired voice.