Goblin Dependency-Chapter 269 - 144 Goblins and Adventurers

The rain gradually subsided.

In the air laden with lingering moisture, there was a faint fragrance mixed with the scent of soil and grass.

And those gradually cooling corpses, along with the scarlet pools of blood rippling in the breeze, added a few more strands of an unshakeable bloody smell to the air.

After the great battle, people’s first reaction was excitement and joy.

No longer worried about having their heads smashed by wooden clubs, nor considering whether to escape before being captured alive and taken back to the goblins’ nest.

When Xia Nan returned, holding the head of the last goblin discovered in the village, found feasting in the pigsty on the freshly dead piglet’s head.

The cheers and applause of the villagers could prove this point.

But after the enthusiasm, it cooled down.

The villagers felt grateful to survive, but the mutilated corpses on the meadow, the low groans of the wounded, and the charred ruins of burning houses scattered their joy, leaving only a few traces of emptiness.

The atmosphere on the scene was not as warm as imagined.

Without the shrill howling of the goblins, the injured villagers were helping each other bandage their wounds, a middle-aged man with bloodstains on his face numbly gathering the corpses, and occasionally, one could hear intentionally suppressed sobbing from some corner.

The cold, moist air brushed across the cheeks, making the whole scene appear exceptionally quiet.

Xia Nan stood at the edge, gazing towards a wooden house in the distance.

A simply dressed middle-aged woman covered in mud was crying, holding two children who had rushed out from inside the house.

Facing the goblin attack, these two children must have hidden in the cellar. Now the battle was over, and hearing their mother’s call, they emerged from their hiding place.

His gaze swept over those dusty, frightened little faces, and his mind turned over thoughts.

The "Group Taunt" released by the Bear Goblins was far from as strong as imagined.

Although it forced the affected to fight without escape, it also allowed them to maintain normal thinking under surging battle intent, even strengthening their actual combat power.

And as the one releasing it, Red Mane himself seemed unable to leave the battlefield due to the taunt skill’s side effects, having to determine the outcome with them.

This small side effect, if targeting villagers without proper equipment, naturally amounted to nothing.

But if the enemy were replaced by someone with agility far exceeding ordinary adventurers, unable to be subdued in the short term, it would certainly be a substantial burden on the Bear Goblins themselves.

On the other hand, its "Group Taunt," though its range was exaggerated.

Actually only extended to the area near the entrance of Cui Xi Village.

The reason so many people fell victim was due to adventurers causing trouble, leading most villagers to gather there.

And the remaining villagers, though some, unaffected by "Taunt," were brought forward by others to the frontline.

Quite a few villagers rationally chose to flee the village, seeking refuge and aid in River Valley Town.

Therefore, the overall civilian casualties in Cui Xi Village weren’t all that many.

Those truly killed in the goblin attack combined only numbered ten or less.

Far fewer than in a proper battlefield.

Yet, even so, for this small village with barely over a hundred total people, where almost everyone knew each other.

It was still a very heavy blow.

After the battle, there was no in-depth conversation with any villagers.

Yet Xia Nan could still feel the sorrow flowing through the air merely by their weary and numb faces.

The Green Blood Team also suffered casualties.

For adventurers, death is a common thing.

Having crossed over not even two hundred days, Xia Nan himself had experienced no shortage of dying teammates.

Beginning with the dwarf and half-orc Gag, then the hunter Magi, and later Larry and Doris.

Perhaps because of a lack of deep connection, he never felt any heart-wrenching sorrow over this.

Only occasionally reminiscing deep at night.

In a certain way, this is also one of the reasons he resisted prolonged team activities.

Berg,

For him, to say they were "strangers" would naturally be impossible.

But it was far from reaching the level of "life and death friends," even falling short of "acquainted friends."

Therefore, for this teammate who failed in the face of a formidable foe, thus giving the enemy a chance to crush his skull.

While Xia Nan felt regret, he similarly lacked any overly painful feelings.

Abi is different.

The Green Blood Team was his first official team after entering the profession, and Berg and Adeline were his guides on the adventurer path.

Compared to the silent and reliable captain, in most cases, it was Berg, the old fox, humorously answering his questions, teasingly introducing adventurer knowledge.

Their relationship had long surpassed the general concept of "teammates."

At present, the one preparing Berg’s corpse was also Abi.

A clean silk cloth found somewhere lightly covered over the shattered head of the corpse.

Abi stood quietly beside it, bowed his head.

He would take the body to River Valley Town and then use a wagon to transport it back to Berg’s hometown to be handled by his family. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

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