Re: Goblin Slayer

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Watching the four adventurers through the eyes of the familiars, I followed them step by step and watched the group of girls that were slowly approaching the fortress. At the same time, I made sure they didn't get killed by a stupid accident.

Speaking of the group, they were all attractive girls, very nice looking, and their beauty was worthy of the praise of a fashionable women's magazine in my past world. As well as their clothes, to match the girls' appearance, were as flashy as they were useless in my humble opinion. Though it's worth mentioning that the girls here are all beautiful in their own way and I've met ugly girls very rarely.

The first girl - a knight with a sword and shield, that rushed like a tank and protected her breasts... very prominent, by the way, breasts, even from here I can see these nice bulges, ahem... Protected the breasts of her companions. Walking around without any protection on her head - literally, it was like she was screaming - hit me on my blonde head and rape me! A pure blue-eyed blonde with soft features and a tuft of hair on the back of her head, and somehow I was ashamed of her. Although... - a glance at the well-fed breasts, which, alas, could only be judged by the image - everything had gone there, no other way. But at least she was the only one who didn't neglect her armour!

The second girl, who glanced towards my surname, was a green-haired, with a slight golden tint to her hair, an archer... and she had ears! Not just any ears, but cat ears! I'd only seen one like her once before. My hands were itching to touch the pussycat, and the only thing that saved her from this fate was the fact that it was too early for me to go out into the world. The pussycat was armed with a long bow. She wore a cloak with the sleeves cut to the shoulders, leather gloves and a thin skirt with dark socks, the most feminine clothes without any protection at all. Now, she was cautiously making her way to the entrance of the fortress, and drew her arrow, aiming at the goblins.

The third girl, stood in the rearguard with a chest of hard tees and tanned skin. In her hands was a wooden staff in the shape of a sword, something between a bokken* and a stick. But I digress. She was probably a mage or a priest, dressed in a very revealing outfit that gave a good view of her chocolate legs in short socks and an overly large neckline on her chest. She was adorable, and her friends felt as if they were in the arms of a good mother. Her long, flowing platinum hair fluttered in the wind, and her piercing gaze was fixed on the slain gatekeepers. Her clothes I'd rather not say anything about - sexy rags.

And the last one, whom I could definitely identify as a mage, was walking with a slight crouch and stepping gently on the ground with her long legs. Her whole appearance screamed of a nonchalant princess with aristocratic features. Her lilac-coloured hair was braided into one tight braid, and on her head was a lovely tiara. Clothes... I never cease to be amazed by the adventurers' fashion of dressing in such a way that you can be killed with a poisoned arrow, but the clothes emphasised her third-sized breasts very well. They may have arrow rings like me in their stash, but that's no reason to dress so brazenly sexy, is it?

Are you adventurous, or are you here for another ball? You might even be wearing chain mail under your clothes, but I doubt it.

Let's see... - having looked at each assessment, I mentally whistled.

In general, if to summarise - in front of me there were very interesting personalities, not really burdening themselves with any serious physical exertion. But their figures were very good, as well as their appearance. It's a pity I can't look at them in detail, but I want to take them for myself, but it's too early.

Meanwhile, while I brazenly evaluated the girls and moved behind them from the back, they continued to hold the line and did not lose concentration, checking every millimetre of the road. Only, it did not cancel the fact that they came to destroy a nest of goblins without even having tight clothes, and without prior reconnaissance rushed into the fortress.

But nevertheless, they easily advanced thanks to their skills, well, and not without some help from me, bypassed/disarmed primitive goblin traps and no less dangerous - old ones, quickly enough reached the inner sanctum of the fortress with one interesting gift for innocent suckers. That is, I was going to say adventurers.

And that sucker was a girl collapsed on the ground.

I'm not an expert, but even I could see that she was already dead and had not long to live. But what Astoria did was unexpected even for me.

- Hold on We'll save you... - the beaver and justice knight ran up to the half alive girl on the ground and lifted her up.

*A huge pile of junk fell on me, almost burying me underneath, but my intuition and dexterity saved me from that fate. But the rumble and rumble from the fall of this pile, was perfectly audible throughout the fortress.

- Get in formation! - In a commanding voice, shouted Astoria.

The enchantress stood in the centre, and their leader, the Knight, along with the Archer and the Nun, took three points around her. The technique of formation had long ago been worked out by them to the point of automatism, and there was a sense of coherence in their movements. And even the rumble of hundreds of bare feet and the roaring of goblins did not frighten the girls. It only made them tense up, looking around nervously.

- tu h'abes prospexit meurum,' the nun said, holding her staff out in front of her.

The space around them buzzed, and a light magical barrier formed, outwardly invisible, ahead of them. It was their small defence.

In a couple of seconds, the first goblins appeared, immediately falling to the ground with their bodies shot through. The archer deftly snatched the next arrow and drew her bow, swiftly mowing down the goblins. But the crowd on all sides did not stop, only made them angrier.

Stepping over the corpses of their dead brethren, the goblins began to encircle the group, as a hail of stones and arrows rained down on the girls, but all of them bounced away without causing any harm, as soon as the nun chanted her spell. She chanted it so quietly that even I couldn't hear her chanting.

But that didn't stop the goblins, and neither did the 'thunder' magic, launched by the sorceress along with the arrows. But this did not deter the goblins, and they on the contrary perked up.

Like a herd of rams, they threw themselves at the adventurers with fierce cries, trying to overwhelm them with their own bodies.

The first wave, the knight withstood perfectly, the heads of goblins flew off her shoulders, and the blows of her shield, easily crushed small heads, but when she made a mistake and got hit by a stone in the head, almost losing consciousness from it, as one of the green, clung to her hand with a sword. Within a few moments of being disorientated, she was quickly flung to the ground. This, despite the help of her friends, her only defender was simply buried under bodies.

This did not raise the morale of the remaining girls, and the goblins only intensified their onslaught on the defenseless girls.

The incipient panic in their group also contributed. The archer, despite her great agility, was knocked down by the goblin's body and he immediately began to tear her clothes with his bare hands, smiling lewdly. With a sudden movement, the girl pulled a sharp dagger from her belt and plunged it into the goblin's neck. Blood spurted, and the goblin's body went limp. Kicking the carcass with her feet, she rose sharply to her feet, immediately swinging for another strike. But several goblins, who had managed to get behind her, prevented her from striking again. With a single blow of the club, they forced the girl to drop the dagger and fall to her knees.

The nun struck in a short swing, from the elbow, aiming just below the throat. She felt the blade cut through flesh. Blood spurted. The inertia of the blow threw the goblin to the ground, against the wall. The goblin shrieked, and it was almost human. He was thrashing about on the floor, among the shit and piles of rubbish, flailing and flailing his arms, splattering blood, crumbling all the rubbish around him. The girl was sure the fight was over, but the goblin incredibly surprised her by lunging forward, right at her. She recoiled, pushed off the wall with her shoulder, and swung at it from below, using the force of the thrust. The goblin fell to the floor again, glistening with fresh blood. Stinking blood splattered on the wall and ran down it, leaving a fantastic, in its shape, pattern. But the girl couldn't see it anymore. Multiple goblin arms swept her to the ground and pinned her to the floor.

- Noooooo! Let go! - kicked the archer, tears streaming down her cheeks, mingling with the blood.

- Don't touch me! Don't you freaks touch me! - shrieked the nun with a broken nose and blood stains on her face.

- H-help! Khaa... - the sorceress bent down and fell backwards onto the ground.

The women's screams echoed around the room, and the goblins cackled happily, pleased with their prey. All the females had been captured, and their naked bodies would delight them for at least a month. They would avenge their fallen brothers and replenish their army.

The cold and cruel truth was that they were merely unlucky. And now their hearts were slowly sinking into darkness. They all know what girls end up in the hands of goblins: sows, meat for senseless torture for the sake of torture, and walking canned food. It's all the same - only pain and agonising death await them. All their dreams are gone in an instant, all their hopes extinguished.

And all for what? The heroic rescue of the innocent? Astoria - a girl from a noble family, a travelling knight, and now - covered in goblin bodies with dizziness and nausea, didn't know what to think, and her friends were now experiencing the abuse. All she wanted to do was save the village girl, and maybe those two fallen adventurers. But as she looked at her shrunken, terrified friends now, she could only watch as their clothes were torn off. No matter how much she prayed to the gods and goblins, the grey, dusty monsters only licked their lips in anticipation of the fun, and the gods seemed to have forgotten them altogether.

'Where is justice?! Why did the gods abandon them? She had served them faithfully, saving the innocent, judging according to the law, and all she got was a willless silence in the hour of need.'

- Bastards! You want to make fun of someone? Start with me! - She was willing to believe in anyone, to give anything, just so she wouldn't lose her friends. 'Someone... I'd do anything... just save my friends,' she pleaded, thrashing around in the hands of the goblins who were tearing off parts of her armour with anticipation.

- N-no, let go! Aaaah! - one of the goblins grabbed her friend Atlanta, a rare race of beastmen, and pulled her by the hair to the pillar. She, of course, tried to take the chance to kill her captor as she received a kick to the stomach from another goblin and collapsed.

'T-That's not it! No! The bastards, the freaks! I hate it!' - Before her eyes, her friend began to be entangled with rope near the pillar, and the nearby goblins picked up their short bows. Already realising what was going to happen next, Astoria let out the last thing she had the strength to do, a pitiful scream.

- HELP! - With tears of despair, Astoria put the 'message' in her plea.

For a second, the merry cackling fell silent. The goblins stared unhappily at the whimpering Astoria.

- Guiii! Gag-ga! Guumm! - One of the goblins took out a roughly sharpened knife from his loincloth and held it to her throat, shouting something.

- Ghee! - The goblin grunted, having achieved the effect, and with a quick stride reached the fetal position of the nun and grabbed her by the hair. A short squeak and a kick to the stomach silenced the girl. Beneath her feet, the liquid familiar to all goblins was spreading.

- Gui! Gooey-gooey-gooey-gooey! GAUA! GAUAMAGA! - enthusiastically, like a great orator, the goblin smiled with yellow teeth and pointed his hand upwards, expecting his brothers to pick up his call, but....

There was a heavy silence - no one supported his rousing speech; everyone froze in place, unable to breathe. A sudden, clammy fear gripped their hearts. No one could understand why they couldn't scream, the cowardly souls of the goblins screamed - 'RUN!' as hard as they could, but they couldn't take a step.

*The drops of salty moisture echoed in the goblins' ears, making many of them thirsty.

Astoria, who was no less afraid than the goblins, swallowed the viscous saliva and tried to look around. Something flashed before her eyes, but because of the accumulated tears she could only see a blurred dark silhouette. But that was enough for her to hope! 'N-is it really?' - At the mere thought, she felt a pleasant warmth in her chest. Someone had heard her plea and had come! - She looked at the biped with relief and trepidation, her heart racing and her body feeling hot.

*Vjjjjjjhhhhhhh* - a muffled and prolonged sound announced the room. The image of a man that only Astoria had seen before came into view.

A dark silhouette, wearing the same dark armour, appeared out of nowhere. In its hands, it held a sword covered in red flames, and the whirring sound was unpleasantly cutting to the ears. The horizontal visor glowed red to the bone, frosting everyone present with its cold gaze.

- Heh... - The figure sighed, and disappeared into the eyes of the goblins. Here he stood, and then - disappeared... As suddenly, the established silence, broke the deafening sound of falling bodies. The sharp sense of smell of goblins caught the smell of burnt flesh and it was like a spark in a barrel of gunpowder.

- GUIIIIII! - The goblins shrieked in fear. Forgetting everything, they with bare hands and driven only by instincts threw themselves at the enemy, literally strung on his sword, as if not not noticing the obstacle, in the form of their bodies.

A merciless massacre of mad, from fear, goblins began... The warrior's body was bending in incredible figures, and the sword danced in his hands, scorching their flesh. Though, with the latter, Astoria would argue. She saw his movements as gross errors and inexperience. That said, she couldn't help but admire his tenacity, superior strength, and speed.

Looking at the carnage, Astoria watched her saviour mesmerised, habitually noting all his movements... her saviour!

The battlefield slowly filled with charred corpses, and soon, in the heart of the fortress, there were no greens left at all....

The spectators of this spectacle watched the suddenly frozen warrior with apprehension.

Atlante, who was a beastwoman with a high intuition parameter as an archer, now sensed with her sixth sense the frenzy of excitement coming from the short warrior and tucked her ponytail, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. She had encountered such personalities before, and it had never ended well. She hadn't expected to see him lose all his fighting spirit and become as calm as a boa constrictor. She opened her little mouth in shock, and her ponytail flicked upwards. A comical picture for a fearless girl, nicknamed: 'Sharp Heart'.

Scadia - the great sorceress - in her thoughts, roared bitterly, wiping away her tears; despite the image of a cold-blooded girl, she was smiling now more than ever. For the first time in her long years of wandering, if any of her acquaintances saw her, they would not believe their own eyes. For Scadia, nicknamed: 'Cold Smile', to smile so happily? A thousand men's hearts would have fallen for that smile, but she didn't care. Her prayers had been heard. Even though they had been saved by the 'monster', they had escaped a fate worse than death and even though they would not live long, she was immensely grateful. The goblins she hated had been killed, and she didn't need more than that....

Okita, a nun of the Earth Mother Goddess, felt a burning hatred at the corpses of the goblins, she shrank back like a child shivering bitterly at the ghastly sensation. The most merciful and kind creature, now feeling a burning hatred? What would her goddess say if she saw her now? She tried not to think about it. And if anyone had said it to her face, they would have been laughed at and labelled mad! She had been such a sweet, understanding girl, nicknamed 'Sunshine', until she had almost been raped by the goblins... Oh, how she had burned with shame at the sympathetic looks she had received. Oh how she cursed the goblins and hated them with all her heart.

The monster took a step and looked away before shrugging and walking over to the shrinking Atlanta. As if she'd forgotten how to breathe, she watched him anxiously and hissed, revealing two sharp teeth. Only he didn't care about her threats; but the look he cast at her naked breasts... for some reason, it offended the girl. Yes, she had small breasts by the standards of the others, and yes - she was sometimes teased by her acquaintances, but she did not allow such insolent behaviour even to her friends! All red with rage, she blushed. 'Unthinkable!' - the girl forgot that her saviour was in front of her and flared up with righteous anger! Her temper and prickly disposition, overpowering fear and gratitude, burst forth with the bright flame of an offended and frightened kitty.

- T-you!!! - Atlanta hissed with rage, as soon as she felt the freedom from the restraints, she immediately pounced on him like a furious fury.

*Fluff* - She knocked him to the ground.

Obviously, this was not what the warrior had expected when he felt the soft and lush ass of the rampaging Neko. He was so shocked by the girl's behaviour that he even forgot to resist and surrendered to her gentle hands. He only reflexively squeezed her lower nineties, noting their softness: 'Mmmm... soft ass'.

In an instant, there was an oppressive silence in the room. No one expected to see such a picture, and the trio of girls opened their mouths and widened their eyes in surprise. In their minds it was so incomprehensible, so vulgar, that they forgot themselves for a few seconds. The girls, of course, knew their friend's character, but to do such a thing here, as their acquaintance had once put it - 'to take the bull by the horns'... one could feel embarrassment and envy.

Atlanta froze with indignation and gulped in air, her tail wrapped around the leg of the warrior who was unceremoniously groping her, the back of her head feeling the crossed gazes of her friends. It would have been all right, but their emotions threw her off her guard, and a strange fire started in her chest. This was the first time in her life, and as befitted any girl confronted with unknown pleasant sensations, the first thing that came to her mind was....

- N-nanny? - Atlanta shifted her bewildered gaze from the boy to his hands and tilted her head to the side as a sudden bliss pierced her heart and mind, and she arched her back at the otherworldly energy surging through her. So much so that her tongue hung limply and her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

- Nyayah! - Wave after wave of energy surged through her, pleasantly teasing goosebumps all over her body. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, and an unimaginable heat swept over her. Something was coming, something was about to explode inside her. And no longer able to withstand the pleasurable languor, she shuddered, thought she had peed herself, clutching at the boy beneath her, falling into unconsciousness. Her depressed mind, which could no longer perceive what was happening, knocked her out completely, just so she wouldn't burn with shame and embarrassment....

To the lad's delight, she collapsed on top of him without punishing the insolent man who dared to think her breasts were small.

- Sir? - A rustle of clothes, along with a faint groan, came from the side of the stunned Astoria. - Erm... are you... are you... all right? - The girl asked uncertainly, covering her ginormous breasts with her hand.

The man raised his hand up and gave her a thumbs-up. Astoria was sure she heard a satisfied male voice say, 'Yep.' Hesitantly picking up the dagger from the floor for self-defence, she looked around and jumped up to her friends. Those were by no means as resilient as she was, and they needed her support right now....

The girls all escaped with minor wounds, ducking a couple of times in despair, and then just like that were rescued by the stranger.

'Their cheeks will blush, and in the eyes not yet dry from tears will be reflected only the image of the saviour, and then in their hearts a thin sprout of love' - so it would be, if it were not such a terrible place, where they experienced not only positive emotions ....

Now, what they wanted most of all was to lie down and forget. And maybe drink something stronger before that, but alas - the goblins had been there too. And even fatigue does not allow to drink after them. It was too disgusting for them!

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We hurriedly packed our belongings and left the fortress.

But I was stopped by a call from someone.

- Let me thank you for saving us! - The blue-eyed blonde bowed low, her hair almost touching the floor, one hand clasped to her heart. Her ginormous breasts swayed faintly in time with the movement. The top I had given her could not withstand such violence and came apart at the seams. And so, almost uncovered dignity, almost fell out of the shackles of unreliable fabric, showing me a beautiful picture of the blonde who was shocked by such a turn.

- I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you. And... again, sorry. My friends are a bit out of it now... - she nodded embarrassedly at my burden in her hands covered only by a cloth, and also shot a glance in the direction of the friends huddled together, wearing exactly the same clothes - shorts and a short top. Needless to say, they hid almost nothing and flashed half-naked bodies with traces of training and some old scars?

- It's okay, it's not necessary,' I smiled, looking into the girl's blue eyes full of embarrassment. - Still, I couldn't leave you in the lurch when I heard the call for help,' I shrugged as a matter of course.

- Y-yes... s-thank... you,' she nodded, and then she lowered her head with a soft smile, winding a strand of hair around her finger.

Mmmm, what a concentration of shame and gratitude and slight envy. Yeah, well, it wasn't her in my arms now, it was her sleeping friend snuggled up against me, a happy expression on her face as she wrapped her ponytail around my hand. Well the past picture of exactly how she ended up in my arms was still fresh in her mind. I couldn't help but notice how she reacted then.

- Then... let me introduce myself, Astoria. Astoria of the Pendragon family, my family always pays its debts! - She made a slight curtsy, but was embarrassed when she realised she wasn't wearing a dress. But how erotic her performance was, and how her clothes crackled. Hell, the sight of her gave me a hard-on! - Steel-ranked adventuress, aka 'Big Sister,' as my friends call me... hehehehehe,' she blushed most of all and stroked Atlanta's head fondly, 'I-I'd be happy to pay you back... n-please do what... x-want!

- Then... how about becoming mine? - I jokingly suggested, keeping a close eye on her mood, and I was right on target.

We stopped where we were. As soon as she realised what I had said, she blushed and stared at the ground, mumbling something to herself. 'O-father... will be displeased... n-but... he always said that one should pay one's debts, and the debt of life... when I wanted it... Ooooh... sorry mother, your ungrateful daughter failed you once again and almost got killed... But at the same time I found him... like you once found my father! I'm sorry...'

- I... e-if... that is your w-wish... sir...' she crumpled the edge of her shorts with the sincerity of a naïve maiden, but her emotions were flushed with pleasure and relief. Why she had such a reaction, one hell knows why, but once it worked, it was fine. - Am I allowed to know your name? - She slapped her cheeks and looked up at me with a look of determination.

- Wait,' I shook my head thinking over the sudden agreement, 'you agree to be mine, but you don't even know me and you still agree? - Suspicious... even though I was eager to do so.

- Y-yes...' she nodded sincerely.

- Are you a fool?

- N-no! I learnt diligently from my mother...

Shit! What's she talking about?

*Okay, I didn't pull your tongue. My name is Arien.

- It's you!' she interrupted me abruptly, but then she realised. - I'm sorry, it's just... The receptionist warned me... about you Arien-sama! - She squinted at my armour and nodded.

- Me?' I raised an eyebrow at the blonde.

- Yes! You're the two porcelain-ranked adventurers who took the quest today! Ah... then where is your companion? - At the thought of how she might have been hurt her heart clenched with excitement. 'Did he leave her behind to save us?'

- Ah... that's what you mean. Don't worry, my sister is in no danger.

- Ah... that's how, I'm glad,' she smiled with relief and bowed, this time much deeper, and returned to her friends. She ran, but her breasts ran with her, swaying in different directions. From the side it looked colourful and funny, and then she tripped and fell, raising a cloud of dust above her.

- Khe-hke... oh-oh-oh-oh... I think I fell... ugh...' she glanced down at her torn top unhappily. 'Mother... why do I have breasts as big as yours? How do you live with that?'

As the dust settled, I had a view of Astoria sitting on the ground massaging her back, while her friends ran up to her and began to help her, occasionally throwing slanted glances at me. I would have helped her, but I wouldn't have left my burden behind, would I? At least let them work for their salvation.

I was amused by the similarity of her name and gender to one of my characters, as well as her very similar appearance, one in the same, but I didn't pay much attention to it. So she looks like a character of the same name from the same anime, so what? I - if you haven't forgotten, I'm in another world and I know its approximate future, which I'm preparing for now! So there's nothing surprising about it.

'Sis, how is our acquaintance?' - At the same time, I sent the familiar to her. Since I promised her a teddy, she'll get it.

'Bro, she's...'

Girl statistics

Astoria Pendragon is a travelling knight adventurer.

Danger level: Medium-high.

Attitude towards you: Gratitude, Pride, Admiration, The One, [?], [?], [?].

Attitude toward Okita: Little Sister, Excitement.

Attitude toward Atlanta: Little Sister, Excitement, Envy.

Attitude toward Skadi: Little Sister, Excitement.

Attitude towards Goblins: Hate

Fencing-9, Shield-7, Dash-6, Wizard-6, Adventurer-5 [?], [?]

Worldview - Neutral-Good.

Strength - C+

Dexterity - C

Stamina - B

Intelligence - C+

Okita Soji is a nun of Mother Earth.

Danger Level - Medium

Attitude towards you: Gratitude, Caution, [?]

Attitude towards Astoria: Big Sister, Admiration.

Attitude toward Atlanta: Faithful friend, Duty.

Attitude toward Scudi: Faithful friend, Adoration.

Attitude towards Goblins: Contempt, Hatred, Fear

Meditation-10, Miracle Magic-4, Fencing-2, Adventuress-5, [?], [?]

Worldview - Kind.

Strength - C

Dexterity - C+

Stamina - C

Intelligence - B+

Atlanta Lace is an adventurous archer.

Danger Level - High

Attitude towards you: Resentment, Sympathy, Strange Attraction, [?]

Attitude towards Astoria: Strong Leader, Friend.

Attitude toward Skadi: Kitten, Friend.

Attitude toward Okito: Kitten, Friend.

Attitude towards Goblins: Contempt

Bow-14, Huntress-11, Adventurer-6, Fencing-4, [?], [?]

Worldview - Neutral

Strength - C+

Dexterity - B

Stamina - B

Intelligence - C

Skadi is an adventurous sorceress.

Danger level: High.

Attitude Towards You: Fear, Gratitude, Caution, [?]

Attitude towards Astoria: Big Sister, Admiration, Adoration.

Attitude toward Okito: Younger Sister, Fascination.

Attitude toward Atlanta: Cat, Desire, Caution.

Attitude towards Goblins: Contempt

Meditation-17, Staff-6, Magic-6, Adventurer-5 [?], [?]

Worldview - Neutral

Strength - C

Dexterity - C+

Stamina - C

Intelligence - A+