Chapter 41 – Another Goblin (2)

Outside the exam venue.

The applicants in the waiting room inside could not watch the exam process, but that did not apply to the outside.

Onlookers, including the examiners, could watch the entire exam process of every trainee from beginning to end without exception.

The results were also the same.

Although the examiners had not announced whether they passed or failed, it was easy to guess the results anyway if one had at least some eyes for it.

“Only two of them. How disappointing.”

“How arrogant was he? I can clearly picture him running his mouth about how he would definitely pass this time.”

“With this, that pride will be broken at least a little.”

Someone failed.

He belonged to Class C, and was a trainee who was lost in an elitist mindset that he was different from others.

Shallow talent could not overcome the wall of the exam.

Every time a result came out, those who watched offered their own impressions.

Even for the same result, the resulting atmosphere was vastly different.

It was a part where the attitude that the trainee usually held could be known, and the examiner Melissa also checked their reactions without exception.

If the purpose was simply to pass this exam?

Being outstanding in skill was enough.

Because even if one’s usual behavior was a mess, they would not receive a disadvantage.

But the reason the Royal Family dispatched the Knight Order here was to snatch away ‘outstanding talents’ early on.

If these applicants obtained such qualifications in the future and also applied for the Royal Knights?

They would be held back by the records Melissa had written down now.

Just then, the exam venue grew clamorous.

“Austin… that fellow?”

“What happened? Did he really apply for the exam seriously?”

“No way! That’s Austin! The fellow who always just smiled with a dazed face!”

Austin Roderick.

The presence of the trainee wielding a sword fiercely in the exam venue right now was the reason.

Almost no one knew that he was of the bloodline of the Roderick Ducal House.

The same went for his true appearance being hidden.

But now, Austin was performing the given task while overwhelmingly dominating the monsters without hesitation.

“…It must be a pass. To think there are two successful applicants.”

Someone evaluated.

Austin was the eleventh applicant.

Nine were certain to fail, and the two including Austin were the opposite.

In the first place, this was an exam where cases of successful applicants appearing were rare, and now the trainees watched Austin’s figure with only astonished eyes.

Soon, the last monster fell.

Examiner Melissa wrote some contents in the evaluation sheet with a satisfied look.

Austin’s figure disappeared from the exam venue.

Only one remained.

The last applicant was Henry Camilton.

***

“It seems to be finished.”

Henry Camilton looked at the door leading to the exam venue.

The mana that had been fluctuating beyond it stopped.

The feeling of mana each person possessed was different, and the method of utilizing that mana was also the same.

“Austin’s mana has disappeared. The mages must be watching too, but… it seems it is not as difficult as I thought.”

Unlike other trainees, the time Austin took to take the exam was extremely short.

Henry knew Austin’s skill.

Of course, he would not have revealed everything yet, but even so, inferring it to some extent was entirely possible.

If it was this level of difficulty for Austin, it was not a big burden for Henry either.

[The trait is too much of a cheat lol it’s almost wall-hack level]

[If you go in, it’s visible more clearly, right?]

[Lol seeing with the mind!]

“I think so too.”

Henry admitted it coolly.

Observer’s Eye.

The trait newly obtained upon achieving 1-Star Knight was showing performance beyond expectations.

Right now, the exam venue and the waiting room were isolated by a thick wall.

Yet, Henry could see the fluctuating mana beyond it in real time.

No, in fact, rather than seeing clearly, it was closer to catching a faint glimpse.

Even with just that, it was possible to infer the general situation.

“Henry Camilton. To the exam venue.”

The supervisor waiting in the waiting room spoke.

Finally, his turn had come.

There was no tension, only what kind of scene could satisfy the viewers filled his head.

Click.

Henry stepped into the rectangular space.

The walls on all sides were a common gray, and the interior was still empty.

There was one special thing.

The surroundings were extremely wide.

A width that would be at least the level of this academy’s training ground.

Considering that the capacity one training ground could accommodate was generally forty people, it was a space that could handle monsters even if they came out in groups.

“It seems one-against-many combat is also prepared.”

Henry offered a short impression.

Since there was nothing he could say yet.

Shring.

He drew the provided exam sword.

He lowered his posture. He raised his tension so that he could respond no matter what popped out when.

“It is this way.”

Henry turned to the left.

The space shook like a haze, and finally Henry’s first opponent revealed its appearance.

[Goblin Again Bro lolol]

[Goblin Again lol fantasies are all Goblin Again lol]

[Level 1 monster is naturally goblin by default lolol]

“It’s a goblin.”

He could not understand why the viewers had this reaction.

Considering that the Archmage was called ‘the Archmage Again’, it seemed to be an existence that was that familiar to them.

‘Are the mages that close to goblins? They shouldn’t be that tricky of an opponent.’

Henry let it go, assuming there must be a reason of their own.

Because now was no time to be relaxed.

The goblins that appeared were about five.

Their stature was small enough to barely reach the waist at most, but the dreadfulness of goblins did not stem from physical strength.

Kerek. Kere-rek.

“They seem to be planning something vicious. The weapons in their hands are unusual. That tube is a poison needle, and what the fellow next to him holds is a pouch of filth. If hit by that, you would lose your vision.”

Goblins had high intelligence.

Taking on combat styles vicious enough to be called baby demons, they were skilled at using tools just like humans.

“The daggers held by the remaining three seem to be coated with poison. It would neutralize a human immediately upon stabbing. You won’t die. Because the poison these fellows love to use is a type that paralyzes the opponent.”

The reasons goblins were evaluated as evil also included an extremely cruel disposition.

They did not let their prey die easily, and the method they loved most was letting the prey experience a slow and painful death while keeping them alive.

“They are very insolent things.”

Henry moved.

Mana gifted Henry with fast speed. The flustered goblin shot a poison needle, and it was deflected off the blade of the sword just like that.

What flew in next was the pouch of filth.

“I don’t want to get covered in something like this.”

He dodged relaxed, and deflected the poison needle that flew in again.

The distance to the targets was sufficiently narrowed. The other four dispersed in all directions and threw things, but they fell away powerlessly against the mana Henry wrapped around his entire body.

“You must think that you only consume mana when you cannot secure vision like right now. It would be convenient if I could keep wrapping it, though.”

Kerek!

Henry struck down diagonally with the sword.

The arm stretched out struggling while holding a dagger was severed, and the goblin’s head flew through the air just like that.

“If I did that, the combat endurance would drop.”

[Is the mosaic for real?? lol]

[It seems he is doing it because he’s worried the channel will get banned lolol]

[Ah lol what’s with the mosaic lol]

Mosaic.

It was a new expression, but he did not react.

Because it was no time for that.

Kerek! Kere-rek!

Kere-re-rek!

Sharp cries erupted from all directions.

The remaining goblins were struggling at the death of their kin.

“Actually, the reason they do that is not because they are sad. Since goblins have no such thing as love for their kin. They are merely trying to turn my gaze toward themselves.”

[Turning the gaze???]

[Why turn the gaze?]

“It’s simple. It’s also one of the points to watch out for when facing goblins.”

Once again.

Henry swung his sword and severed the limbs of the goblin he had just killed.

“It means you must not feel relieved just because you cut the neck. Because even after the head flies off, these things can move for a certain period of time.”

In fact, it was a movement close to instinct.

Goblins were hunters filled with evil to the bone, and they cornered the opponent until the moment of death.

This was exactly the reason they drew attention.

To give the already dead goblin a gap to attack.

[A touching true story…]

[Seriously devil bastards;;]

[Satan would give a standing ovation, crazy lol]

[In the first place, at this point it’s hard to call them Goblin Again lol why is the mob level so high?? lol]

The reaction in the chat window was extremely positive.

Because Henry’s explanation was concrete, an action supporting it followed every explanation, and consequently, the situation he spoke of took place.

“Actually, they are not a tricky opponent as long as you do not let your guard down. Since I have told you everything needed, I will clear the remaining four in the same manner.”

Now that all information was delivered.

What he had to show now was action, not explanation.

Because the remaining goblins would prove Henry’s words on their own.

“Two fellows like this.”

Block incoming attacks, approach, and cut.

At the moment of cutting, wrap mana around the entire body to fundamentally block attacks from the rear.

“That’s the third fellow. Now two remain.”

As long as this condition was strictly kept, there was no way to fall victim to the likes of goblins.

Conversely speaking, it meant it could become dangerous when that was not kept.

“Catch one… and another.”

The last goblin fell.

As if to prove it was an illusion, no corpse remained.

“It ended like this. Since this should be the first, four remain ahead.”

Mana was still plenty.

There was no physical burden either.

As if knowing that fact, no rest was given.

“An opponent trickier than the goblin has appeared. It’s an Orc.”

[Orc Again lolol]

[Goblin and then Orc lolol]

[When is the Gnoll coming out? lolol]

[Seriously hilarious lolol]

This time too, the mages reacted as if it was familiar.

It was actually a more intense reaction than during the goblin.

“Not much. Orcs are simple. Unlike goblins, they have strong love for their kin, and are rushing…”

Henry replied with action instead of words.

A total of three Orcs.

Larger than goblins, smaller than humans.

Possessing solid bodies, they were a race that preferred honest and collective combat based on that.

However, no matter how sharp the Orcs’ weapons were, they were far from enough to pierce the wall of mana.

“One.”

Chweeek!

An Orc falling while spewing green blood.

Right now, Henry was in a state where he wrapped mana to the maximum from head to toe, and even on his sword.

It was not a speed the likes of Orcs could keep up with, and neither was it a sword strike at a level they could block.

“Two.”

Even the second Orc fell. The eyes of the remaining fellow dyed blood-red.

This was the characteristic of the Orc race.

The moment all kin fell and it was left alone.

That Orc exerted power that could not even be compared with just before.

“It transforms into a kind of berserker. It knows no fear, and only rage fills its head. An Orc in this state can slaughter dozens of ordinary humans.”

It drew out energy from deep within its body to use in combat, and fell dead immediately after that combat ended.

A fighting spirit that did not bend even if limbs were severed.

“Still, it dies if the neck flies off. It’s the same that even in this state, it cannot pierce the wall of mana.”

Thud. The third Orc fell, and Henry shook off the green blood stained on his sword.

“It’s finished.”

A whopping 300,000 won.

More than the fact that he passed the second stage, this donation was far more precious to Henry.

And even before the next monster appeared, Oop Oop’s second mission rushed in.

“Immediately…”

The viewers cheered. They called out Oop Oop’s name in succession, and thanked him for the fast progress.

Naturally, Henry felt the same way.

“This time it’s a Troll. I will omit the explanation.”

BJ Swordmaster