Adventures Of A Goblin

'hmmm..., hmmm..., hmmm...'

'why do I get the feeling that I have been in a situation like this before?...., not just once, but twice".

Orun says looking bare with his manhood or rather childhood being sheated by his long silky hair.

He raised his head up, trying to grasp the understanding of his surroundings and why he is being glared at with killing intent by three humans.

Orun widened his left palm and stretched it below his face range. He couldn't see the palm due to the hair covering his view, but he could still feel it just like how he senses the humans that are in his presence.

The view of his head still facing the humans, he clenched his palm, widened it, and clenched it again, trying to feel the joints and get himself familiar to the feeling of moving again after being stuck in a cocoon for years.

"How nostalgic, being able to feel my hand again".

He said out loud with simplicity, not minding the multiple presence in front of him.

To the members of the Dire Hammer who watched the monster ignore their presence, what he had said sounded more like.....

"¢¥£€&%©¥?...."

They understood nothing of it, as he had spoken in his language, one different from the language of the humans in this world.

"the leg I had cut off during my battle with the first Goblin general, it has healed back to normal".

He was overjoyed to see that his leg had regenerated, with his body now complete and having no artificially made thorned limb in any part of it.

Riley and Dexter still remained highly vigilant against him who had treated them like air, it was as if they were not even existing in his eyes.

Orun's hair was covering his view, and his hands with no weapon. his stance full of multiple holes they could go in through if they wanted.

Every of his body disposition points to Orun greatly underestimating the capabilities of the Dire Hammer, and he was right to.

His presence alone was sending hot shivers down their spine, and their sanity could barely be held unto by their consciousness. Despite not intentionally doing anything to them, he was already affecting them in numerous ways.

"skill activation, courage of the Gods".

Caren wasn't very affected by Orun's mental attack due to her job's effect. As one who has devoted her time to the God's, her mental state is required to be far above the others so she will not be easily swayed by temptations of any kind trying to deviate her from the teachings of the God's.

Despite having a nasty personality, she does not at all joke with her faith towards the God's. She felt her teammates mentality suffering greatly, and she casted her buff type skill that gives them resistance to mental attacks.

"thanks Caren, that was a lifesaver".

Riley thanked Caren only after fully regaining himself with the help of her buff.

"you okay".

He turned to face Dexter asking if he had also been cured of the mental attack.

"yes, I am fine now".

Dexter confirmed with Riley in already regaining his stable state of mind

While the two were affirming each other's wellbeing, Caren's skill activation had caught the attention of Orun who had earlier ignored them, to now fixated on them.

"¢¥£€&%©¥?...."

Orun said, asking what it was they had just done, but they couldn't understand what he said and had nothing to reply him with.

'Oracle'.

[...].

'Oracle'.

[.....].

He tried calling for Oracle so it could explain to him what was going on, Oracle however did not reply. He finds himself lost without Oracle to explain things to him, especially when he also cannot understand what the humans are saying.

"what do you think it is saying".

Riley asked trying to comprehend the nonsense coming out of the monster's mouth.

"how should I know, or why should it matter. The only thing we know we have to do, is kill it".

Though Orun couldn't understand what they were saying, he was unpleased with the sort of death glare being directed at him by the humans.

He knew had done them no wrong, so therefore they have no reason to show such expression filled only with hatred towards him. This might just be him being naive and overthinking things he thought.

After all its only natural to be weary with someone you are just meeting with, and even he had always admitted that he had a scary face, now imagine other humans seeing his face for the first time.

He had just woken up after spending a long time in hibernation and he does not want his awakening to be celebrated with the blood of another, not when he had taken too much blood before going into his deep sleep.

Besides, this are his first human meeting since his transmigration into this world, killing them would favor him in no way whatsoever.

Orun tried to erase the tension between them by raising up his hands, signifying that he had come in peace and meant them no harm. His intentions however was not properly conveyed to the Dire Hammer members.

Orun's act of goodwill to them looked more like he was trying to do something harmful, and they weren't going to give him time to.

Riley with his sword, charged at the monster with the intention of splitting him apart, he swung it down on his head.

He stood still and did nothing as Riley charged at him, up until the moment the sword made contact with his head.

*clang!!*

Riley with a surprised expression, moved himself back away from the monster. He raised his sword up only to see that it had broken.

The sword touching the monster, was not able to do him any damage, rather it was the sword itself that was broken apart.

Not just Riley, but the three members of the Dire Hammer dawned themselves with a surprised expression.

His sword was by no means weak, and the durability is still of top notch as he made sure to occasionally take it to the blacksmith shop for refining after his return from a Dungeon.

As a swordsman, it is of utmost importance that he kept his sword in good condition at all means, because without it, he is nothing.

The sword he had taken good care of and made sure was always in the best condition it could be in so not as made a dent to the monster before it broke.

Riley thought....., how tough is the monster's body for it to have broken his sword through contact?.

As for Orun, he was displeased with Riley's unpleasant reply to his gesture of seeking a non bloody pact. The reason he wasn't able to move away from Riley's attack wasn't because he wanted to be hit, but because he couldn't react in time to it.

Riley was by no means fast as the Orun had seen through his every move like time had slowed down for him, his body just did not respond in time to his brain's decision making.

Being stuck in a single position for hundreds of years had taken a toll on his body, it had temporarily disconnected most of the nerves in his body from his mind, thus making hasty movements nearly impossible for the current him.

"It appears my body has gotten a little rusty from being cooped up in a single position for a very long time".

Orun said, slowly raising his hand up and trying to connect his mind back to every nerves in his body.

The Dire Hammer members still couldn't understand what the monster was saying, but they could see the strange movement he was making.

He clasped his hands together, and turned it backwards reaching below his waist, stretched his legs and arms several times before starting the jumping session.

He did all the light body exercises he could think of while the Dire Hammer members were watching.

They couldn't attack because they knew resorting to hasty movements would only end up having a backlash on them, with Riley's sword already proving that.

They were not only giving the monster time to do whatever weird movement it was into because they were also making plans of their own.

Riley's sword being cut in half, has rendered him half useless to the team, making Dexter the one to spearhead whatever attack formation they were going to use.

The monster was slightly pissed of by Riley's action. He offered his hand for a peaceful understanding, but in return he was attacked.

If his body had not been thick enough to withstand the attack, he would have undoubtedly been killed.

'They never wanted a peaceful talk to begin with, what they want is to kill me, but why?....'

The monster questioned. True he is scary looking, but is that enough of a reason to want to kill an humanoid like being?...,

He knew the rules of kill or be killed, but he had no intention of killing them because they had done him no wrong at the time, and he had also done them no wrong.

Orun figured, with it being their first encounter, they could both work something out through communication using other means aside from language.

If monsters were the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes, he would have no doubt killed them on sight, why?...., because that is the rules governing the monster kind.

As for humanity's rule, he had once lived as a human and have come to understand that humans are far reasonable compared to monsters.

He had given humanity the benefit of the doubt, overestimated their thinking process into believing they are a subtle race who would only harm when harm is done to them.

The rules of adventurers to kill all monsters on sight, was unknown to him, or the hatred humanity bears towards all monster kind, He knew none of those.

Though he is oblivious to the rules governing the humans of this world, there was one thing that was clear to him in this moment.

This humans before him are not friendly. They are not the kind of humans who are ready to come to understanding with him, but the kind that wants to see him dead.

Granted he does not know why he is wanted dead, he just won't stand by and watch himself get killed.

He had spent his early days fighting death, went up against a monster he had to sacrifice his time on just so he could beat him.

Faced with stronger opponents, and none of them were able to see his downfall, not ever, and it isn't going to start now.

Orun wasn't going to watch himself get killed by humans who do not even measure up to the tip of his smallest finger.

He did not want to celebrate his awakening after years of sleeping with blood, but if blood is what they seek, then blood is what they shall get.