Hey, is me once again, this time, a chapter, and also answering reviews.
SalinorTheDrake: Glad to make you think different.
Imaginary Guy117: You forgot the fanfic in which Russell is the high priest for Jaune, and that other one in which he serves café on Jaune's establishment.
Guest: No, he has another armor, sorry buddy.
Neema Amiry: Glad you think so.
Russell looked around, he was already on his armor, given by the godly being that was the Luminous one.
His armor, he remembered of the day he did it himself.
That was the day he stopped using shopped armors.
'I don't want Goblins getting good armor.' Was the thought he would usually have when thinking about upgrading his armor, but that wouldn't make sense or else he would have to get rid of his weapons, which were pretty good themselves.
His armor, made out of the shells of insects from far away and considered nonexistent by most of the population, were not exactly the best armor he could have, but he didn't have the coin for more expensive things, due to the lack of money, odd jobs would only get him so far.
Away from the known lands from Remnant, in lands which are infested by Grimm and Goblins, there were other races, who knew that humans and Faunus existed, yet they never interacted with them simply for the fact that they didn't know there were people there.
Elves, Dwarves, Lizard people, all of those things existed, for all he knew.
Where they had magic, strength or charisma, the people of the land of Remnant had the technology.
He learned from the Dark Elves how to make his armor, a chitin armor to be exact, in exchange for many favors of course.
Sighing, he tried to remember what he was supposed to do in this new place, it was different from the places he had visited previously, but there was no problem.
'I was given a mission, to help a bunch of little shits that most likely never dealt with Goblins in killing them.' Russell thought as he entered the place where many adventurers were reunited.
And there it was.
"Don't worry Priestess, this will be easy." The Warrior stated as he looked at her.
Russell looked at them, a Warrior, a Fighter, a Priestess and whatever the fuck the girl with pointy hat was.
'What are those two chicks even supposed to be, is she going to pray for them to be healthy while they kill Goblins?' Russell thought to himself as he looked at the Guild Girl.
"Are there any missions to kill Goblins?" He asked.
"What?" She asks as she looks at me, incapable of looking to my face or anything really, is she surprised or something?
"Are you also going to kill Goblins? We are in a party to do the same!" The Warrior stated as he grinned at me.
'He makes me remember of Jaune.' Russell thought to himself.
"Is that so? Where are we going, is it a nest or they are close to a village, how big are their number, any visualization of either a mage Goblin or any kind of matured one?" Russell asked them.
"Well, we are going into a cave…" Warrior said to put off by the way he talked.
"So is a nest, anyone carrying any kind of antidote, Goblins with nests are more prone to have more than necessary resources to use poisons, any sight of Grimms?" Russell asked Guild Girl.
"I am sorry, but I don't know what these Grimm are." Guild Girl told him, making Russell shake his head and instantly taking out his scroll.
"These are Grimm, they are creatures that lack souls and they are attracted into negative feelings, such as envy, sadness, loneliness, and hatred." He said as he showed her many of the Grimm that existed.
The scroll plus the many images of monsters that no one ever saw made several get interested on Russell, not only he talked, acted and walked like their Goblin Slayer, but he also a different air like Goblin Slayer had.
'Two of the same kind.' Was the thought that passed through their head.
"There was no sighting of such creatures." She told him, if there was, no one told her.
"You don't seem to be a newbie on this whole deal, how long have you been doing this kind of thing?" Spearman asked as he looked to him.
"I am 17… so around 8 years, give it or take it some months." Russell said shrugging, he spent two years training as he was found by that scary lady, Raven was her name he remembered.
'Her training was meant for prisoners that had no hope to continue alive.' Russell shivered at that.
Now if only he could give that torture session to the Goblins without any possibility of them getting stronger.
And that they did, only when they got into the front of the cave is that Russell noticed something wrong with his 'party' as Guild Girl said so.
'They don't have any kind of armor, for Oum's sake, this is fucked up, we are royally screwed, I will have to ump my brain up to 11.' Russell thought to himself before he took an arrow and shoot it at the lone Goblin which was taking guard.
When they got closer to the entrance, Russell picked his dagger.
"What are you doing?" Asked the Priestess as she looked at Russell.
"Goblins can smell steel, leather… girls and piss, not to mention that smelling like one of the Goblins makes Grimm ignore you completely because, in their feeble mind, they think you are marked by one of the Goblins." Russell explained to them, first passing on the Priestess, and then on the other three.
'The Goblins here are weaker than the ones I am used to hunt and I even the bloodlust that continues roaming here is weaker than what I find, why?' Russell thought to himself as he walked into the cave first, with his sword on the right hand, shield, and torch on his left hand.
Then he realized, the lack of Grimm.
'Because of the lack of Grimm hunting what they needed, Goblins were obligated to get stronger so that they could hunt humans, not only because of the Grimm themselves but because of Hunters, Dust and Aura.' Russell thought as he saw a sign and instantly stopped, the other four doing the same.
"What are you doing?" The Fighter asked him.
"This is a sign of another entrance, side cave or so I have learned, this is the place where they initiate their ambush." He said as he heard steps coming from around.
"Be prepared!" Russell said as he stabbed through the brains before he was almost decapitated by Warrior, whose sword was too big for a narrow cave like this.
"AH!" He heard the Wizard scream as a Goblin appeared and stabbed her stomach.
And then, before he realized, a scream of anger was heard by the Warrior as he brandished his sword like a madman.
"Priestess! Take Wizard and give this to her!" I said as I threw an antidote at her.
Thankfully she was able to catch it without problems.
And then Fighter got her feet caught by one of the Hobgoblins, who instantly pulled her.
"NOT THIS AGAIN!" Russell shouted as he remembered the screams of pain that her sister and mother let out as a younger Russell was overpowered, incapable of doing anything as they used their bodies for their carnal desires.
He remembered when he was weak, only surviving because he was under his father's dead body.
The anger and fury fueled by his own suffering past almost clouded his judgment.
"The four of you, retreat!" Russell said as he crushed the brain of another Goblin and cut off the arm of the Hobgoblin, now holding the stump of what was left of his arm.
He was more than capable of killing them all, but they weren't.
Like ducklings with their mother, he was the mother hen while they were sitting ducks here.
"What about you?!" Warrior asked as he was stabbed on his knee by another Goblin before he was decapitated by Warrior.
Wizard and Priestess were already close to the cave's entrance, Fighter quickly behind.
"Isn't it obvious?" Russell asked as he picked up Warrior and threw him onto the entrance.
The strength behind the throw was enough to harm him as he flew above the other members of his party.
Russell then dropped his shield and sword, quickly going to his tonfas, they were sturdier, and with aura, it made it completely easier to bash their brains with it.
"12, 14, 18… 23" Russell began counting how many he killed before he found one of them, close to death.
'I need a way to prove their existence, unfortunately, as it is, I won't be killing it right now.' Russell thought as he picked the Goblin by its head and shoved it into the bag he had with him.
Somehow the magic bag was more than enough to capture people, that's good, he mentally reprimanded himself for not checking out that possibility earlier.
All of them were dead.
"Except by those Goblin kids," Russell said as he looked at the little duo.
And for a second, one could have thought that he was going to give them a second chance so that they could understand from their mistakes.
Not.
As one of the tonfas entered the eye of one of the Goblin kid, Russell caught the other one by it's head and threw it into the ground, quickly stomping it, its brains were now simply a red mushy thing, while the other was on the floor, the tonfa going from its eye to the other side of its head.
"25." He said with finality on his voice.
'They are weak as starving Goblins that I find… so my theory is most likely correct, Goblins are capable of getting stronger so that they can hunt stronger enemies, that's why they can mature…' Russell thought to himself as he walked out of the cave, only to find someone.
He wasn't like the others.
Russell widened his eyes, something on this man made him feel different as if he finally found someone that could understand him, he felt it, was this what they called kinship?
In anyone's else eyes, they would have seen a monster, a freak, a slayer.
Meanwhile, Russell found something else.
He saw a broken man that lost everything, someone who won against their own weakness and powerless moment, he saw a light of hope for everyone that suffered because of Goblins.
"How many?" The man asked.
"25, one mage, the nest wasn't completely done, no women to be seen, where are those kids that came out from the cave?" Russell asked the man.
"Under the trees, if the goblins got out, we had an ambush prepared, are all of the goblins dead?" The man asked.
"Yes, even the children, can't have them maturing into whatever they want to turn into," Russell told him, who nodded.
"Your name?" The man asked as the party came from behind the woods.
Their heads were hanging in shame, no doubt because they were weak and they had to fight what they thought were simple creatures.
"Russell, yours?" Russell said to their surprise as he took off his helmet, good as that armor was against Goblins and Grimm, fuck it was hot there.
"Damn, he is a player, huh?" Warrior said as the girls blushed.
"What's wrong with saying my name?" Russell asked.
"O-Oh yeah, you are not from around, is that well, saying your true name is a pretty intimate thing for us, that's why we call each other by nicknames and titles," Priestess said as she was red from embarrassment.
'Weird ass costume.' Russell thought with a raised eyebrow at that, but ignored it, instead, going for their names.
"Your names then? Nickname, classes, whatever you want me to call you people."
"Warrior… and sorry for almost killing you at the cave." The Sword carrier said sheepishly, no doubt he only felt that way because he was still alive, was he dead, he would be acting completely different.
"I am Fighter, sorry for not being strong and making you go out of your way to save me." She said as she shivered at the thought of what the Goblins could have done with her if he wasn't there to save her.
"Wizard… Thank you…" She said looking at the floor, the school of mages never taught her about how dangerous Goblins truly were.
"Priestess." The blond girl said waving at him in happiness and gratitude.
"Goblin Slayer." He said as Russell began to crack, the shocked looks on their faces were funny as hell, and he was almost laughing, but he had this serious man façade to maintain for now.
"This is a spell... I guess" He said, murmuring the last part, as he was then sent back to Remnant, shattering into one thousand pieces.
"Good morning, lady killer." Russell heard someone say, he looked to see Yang there.
"Oh, hello Yang," Russell said as he looked around, seeing everyone waking up, he idly wondered for a second if that was a dream.
Sighing once again, he put his hand into his bag to get his bow for morning practice, when he felt something biting his hand.
'That dream was no dream at all, this means that Goblin Slayer truly exists!' And invigorated spirit, he felt like nothing would drag him down today.
Today was initiation.
And the beginning of the end of Goblins.