As easy as death was to happen on the battlefield, the man who was on death’s door heaved a sigh of relief. His time to walk through the door was not today.

“To think we’re already getting exhausted before we even get to the leader,” a woman next to Chrisel spoke with a monotone voice.

“Can’t be helped. Len is on stand-by until the leader shows up or we’re dealing with the men right below him. And his guild can only provide so much support without breaking formation.”

“Hmm, Blarchx is a weak city. Though the other cities that are around also suck as well.”

Despite them being on the battlefield, the woman constantly spoke to Chrisel in a casual manner, as if this was nothing to her.

“Bastard!” Of the three, the bandit decided to charge at them first with the other two following suit.

Before the bandit could even swing his hammer, an extremely thin line of ice appeared in his sight. This thin line of ice wasn’t heading towards him, instead, it was already in his sights as if it was there all along.

He started to feel his hands growing weak as he could hear his hammer dropping on the floor. But despite this sensation, he could not look down. It was not that he didn’t want to, no, it was that he couldn’t.

“Tsk!” The hooded-figure stopped charging and stared at the woman, looking at her left hand that was gripping on a very transparent line of ice.

Unlike their previous opponent who could just barely defend themselves against the three, this new opponent killed their comrade in a split second, not even caring to look towards them to attack.

“Men should just stay still,” turning her head towards the bandit, she crushed the ice in her hand causing the bandit’s body to suddenly drop to the floor.

It was only now that blood flowed.

“Gah…” the goblin looked at the hooded-figure as to ask for its insights. However, the figure did not give the goblin a good answer.

The figure gripped their spear and spoke in a grim voice, “We cannot retreat. We either die here or die there.”

Understanding the words coming out of the person’s mouth, the goblin gulped before looking at the two.

Despite their willingness, it did not take long before three bodies were slumped down on the ground.

Out of the many bodies on the field, three new ones were dumped onto it.

Seeing the three being wiped away so easily, the injured man heaved both a sigh of relief and a sigh of shame.

As he felt magic slowly sealing up the wounds on his body he looked over at the woman from before who was dealing with four enemies.

With the arrival of Chrisel and the woman, it didn’t take long before the four enemies were dealt with.

“Gar!” The woman who was occupied with the enemies quickly ran towards the injured man. Despite there being no tears on her face, it was certainly red.

As the two had a bloody reunion, Chrisel looked at the woman who was tagging along with him and nodded to her before heading to another direction.

“How much longer do you think it will take?” The woman next to him asked.

“Who knows… It certainly looks like the mastermind is just throwing their bags and letting them deal with us. So it looks like it will take a while.”

“I’m still confused as to why they are just throwing their troops out carelessly. It feels like an intentional move, not a blinded one.”

“It does. That’s why I got Len to call reinforcements, but we have to put our hopes on them and Kebfa’s group to come back.”

As the two conversed, they saw a small figure appear on the roof of a deserted house.

While the two were calm and collective, as soon as this figure appeared, their bodies tensed up.

Chrisel did not hesitate to speed up, running across the battlefield as if it was his playground. While he was running he pulled out a stone and spoke through it with a rushed voice, “Solo Goblin spotted. Prepare to attack and watch out for the bandits!”

After a good amount of time fighting on the battlefield, one of the people on the top finally decided to show up.

“It doesn’t look too strong. We could take it out easily if we grouped together.” The woman caught up as a small glow of light emitted from her feet.

Even though he wanted to say something he kept his mouth shut as he knew the way she worked.

Having a few seconds of silence she spoke once more, “But… Even though that goblin is a Solo Goblin, he won’t stand by and let himself get ganged.”

“Yup. Let’s just go for the kill as quickly as possible,” Chrisel said, preparing to attack with his sword in his hand.

Having taken notice of the two, the one who was said to be the leader of the goblins said something in its tongue to his subordinates before taking out two knives.

Charing at the two, five goblins followed behind.

“I’ll deal with them,” the woman said before lifting up a finger.

Mana started to accumulate around the goblins and in a short amount of time, one of them dropped onto the floor before feeling both their legs going completely numb.

Despite its leg being numb, it started to feel very cold yet hot at the same time. Looking at his legs which couldn’t move, the goblin saw it completely encased in ice.

It was not just that goblin in particular, instead, out of the five, four were unable to move while the last one just barely managed to get out of the area, still feeling a bit cold around his body.

“How lucky,” the woman said, aiming her finger towards the remaining goblin.

As the woman dealt with the goblins, Chrisel quickly charged at the leader. His blade quickly slammed against one of the knives, feeling himself coming to a sudden halt. Having a better understanding of the goblin’s strength, Chrisel quickly backed away before the goblin could attack with it’s other knife.

While Chrisel had a long and sturdy sword, the knives that the Solo Goblin wielded were only three inches from the hilt to the tip. It was such a tiny blade yet the goblin was able to exhale enough strength to keep him at bay.

Not only did the goblin have abnormal strength, with the fact that he was using two knives meant that he was not held back when it came to speed. Even if the goblin could not attack at frightening speeds, it was enough to be deadly like a multitude of horses stomping on him.

“Cestelia, debuff him!” Chrisel yelled towards the woman who had dealt with the goblins.

“Sure,” she said as she started to mumble a few words, causing the goblin to look at her with disdain.

The goblin yelled in its tongue and immediately a few goblins around the area started to charge towards them, aiming at the woman.

“No you don’t!” Another woman’s voice came from behind Cestelia.

Like the man from before who wielded both the bow and dagger, this woman also had a bow in one hand and a dagger in another. It was certainly a weird thing for people who used bows to do yet the actions that she did said otherwise.

Unlike the man who kept it on his hands to defend himself and attack around him, the woman had actually placed the dagger against the string of the bow before releasing it. Instead of using a traditional arrow or one made of mana, she instead used her own weapon.

While it seemed like an extremely bizarre and wild idea, as soon as it pierced the head of a goblin, the dagger actually curved around and started heading back towards the woman!

Quickly catching the dagger, the woman immediately began preparing to shoot down the goblins charging at her. But before she could actually shoot, she suddenly turned her bow towards the right only to be greeted with two gigantic figures.

Out of the estimated twenty, two of the deformed goblin creatures had actually started to charge at them from whatever battle they were in while in another direction, groups of goblins started to head towards them.

“Cestelia, uh, we’re screwed,” the woman said as she looked around with the bow in her hand, unsure of where to shoot.