Chapter 170 Relentless Scuttling
Story: Content of the Magic Box
Hermit emerged from the trash can like a feral creature, clutching the kebab in his embrace as if it were a treasure forged in gold. With a mighty shake that sent debris flying in all directions, he cast off the remnants of the garbage, steadfast to enjoy his newfound prize.
Unfazed by the filth on the kebab, Hermit got back on the bench and wasted no time stuffing it into his mouth with passion. His eating display was a symphony of grotesque sounds - gurgling, squelching, gagging, and chomping - accompanied by loud smacking and lip-clapping that echoed through the small park like a dreadful melody. His gurgling and squelching sounds filled the air, creating a symphony of grotesque noises that made even the bravest onlookers wince.
A nearby parkgoer couldn't help but comment, "Ugh, that's the nastiest eating I've ever heard!"
A mother nearby tried to shield her children from the repulsive spectacle.
"Kids, don't look! That's not how we eat our food," she whispered with a cringe, trying to preserve their innocence.
Hermit's mouth chomped and smacked with frenetic intensity, and his lips clapped and smacked together loudly, creating an ear-splitting cacophony that reverberated throughout the small park. The sound was so deafening that even the birds stopped chirping and fled to quieter surroundings.
Hermit, oblivious to the discomfort he was causing, simply grinned with a mouthful of kebab, spewing crumbs and grease as he spoke.
"Grrgle! It'sh ssssoo delishshsh! Mmmmf! Grrrgle! Buuurrrp! More kebab! Gllooorrrp! Squueeeelch! Mmmphh! Glooorrrp! Mmmf! So good! Must enjoy! Munch-munch!" he garbled, cheeks bulging like inflated balloons.
Suzuka, taken aback by the ghastly sight, couldn't hide her repulsion. Hermit's dining performance was like watching a horror show, and she instinctively moved a few inches away from the goblin, trying to distance herself from the unsettling spectacle.
Hermit, oblivious to Suzuka's discomfort, was entirely absorbed in his feast. He devoured the kebab with the voracity of a starved beast, seemingly undeterred by the filth that clung to the food. To him, the kebab was a rare delicacy, and he relished every morsel as if it were a meal fit for kings.
As the last bits of the kebab disappeared into Hermit's mouth, he let out a satisfied belch, oblivious to the revulsion he had caused. His belly bulged with the intake of food, and he patted it with a contented smile as if he had just partaken in the grandest feast of his life.
He wiped his mouth on his elbow and looked up at Suzuka with a blissful smile as he savored the last morsels of the kebab, licking his fingers with exaggerated slurps and loud lip-smacking.
"Mmm-mmm! Best kebab ever!"
Suzuka struggled to find the right words, torn between irritation at Hermit's repulsiveness and a lingering sense of disgust. Her face twisted in an exaggerated expression of disgust as she addressed him.
"Hermit, I don't get disgusted easily, not even by the stench of decaying zimmers, but you, watching you makes my stomach turn, you are beyond disgusting," she proclaimed dramatically, trying to temper her reaction while her body language revealed her revulsion.
Hermit simply shrugged and replied, "I-I'm sorry, Master Helen but the food is food. Hermit must eat to survive. It would be a sin to leave such a divine meal to rot."
Suzuka shook her head.
"Sorry won't cut it, Hermit. You need to learn some manners and self-control," she declared, crossing her arms in front of her with a snooty expression.
Hermit bowed his head, feeling utterly chastised.
"Yes, Master Helen. Hermit will try to improve," he replied meekly, knowing that he had indeed been just a little bit impulsive.
Suzuka softened her stance slightly, realizing that her theatrics might have been a bit much.
"Good. Just remember, you're representing me when we're together. I don't want people thinking I associate with someone who acts like a pig," she said, trying to convey the importance of his behavior.
Hermit nodded earnestly.
"I understand, Master. Hermit will do better, I give you my word," he vowed, determined to prove himself worthy of her trust.
Suzuka couldn't help but let out a small smirk.
"Alright then, let's continue our way to the guild. Just remember, you're not a wild beast; you're a goblin with potential," she said, offering him a glimmer of hope.
As he cheerfully agreed to Suzuka's request, "Yes, Master, I will be a good goblin, no more shenanigans, I promise!" they began to walk away from the bench where they had been sitting.
But just as they were about to leave, something caught Hermit's eye - a half-eaten sandwich discarded in the nearby trash bin. His goblin instincts kicked in, and he couldn't resist the allure of the abandoned treat. With a sudden leap and a mischievous grin, he dove headfirst into the bin, basking in the treasure trove of discarded goodies.
Suzuka's eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Hermit dive headfirst into the trash bin, his mouth filled with the half-eaten sandwich. The heartwarming moment of his promise quickly faded into disappointment, and she let out a sigh.
"Hermit, what are you doing?!" she asked, frustration evident in her voice.
"I thought you said no more shenanigans!"
With his mouth still full of food, Hermit looked up at Suzuka with a sheepish expression, bits of sandwich falling from his lips.
"Mmmph... I-I couldn't help myself, Master," he mumbled, his voice slightly muffled by the food.
"Hermit, really? We just had a talk about manners and self-control, and now you're diving into the trash?" she said, trying to keep her voice composed despite the absurdity of the situation.
But Hermit was lost in his own little world of delight, munching on the half-eaten sandwich while eagerly searching for more hidden treasures within the bin.
"Mmm, Master, you won't believe the things people throw away! So much deliciousness!" he exclaimed, his mouth full of sandwich.
Suzuka couldn't help but shake her head in jest, her annoyance giving way to a smile.
"You really are something else, Hermit," she chuckled.
"I suppose one man's trash is another goblin's treasure, huh?"
Hermit nodded enthusiastically, his eyes shining with happiness.
"Yes, Master! Hermit loves discovering hidden treasures in the trash. It's like a treasure hunt!"
Suzuka nodded, willing to give him another chance.
"Alright then, let's keep going. Just remember, you need to be stronger than your cravings," she reminded him, hoping he would take her words to heart this time.
Hermit swallowed the last of the sandwich, looking genuinely apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Master Helen. It's just... the food, it's so tempting," he admitted, his ears drooping in shame.
But Hermit seemed oblivious to her warning, completely engrossed in his newfound treasure trove of discarded food. He rustled through the trash bin, finding half-empty drinks and food boxes with remnants of spoiled food. His greed took over as he scooped up the grubs with his hands and shoveled them into his gaping maw without a hint of hesitation.
After a few minutes, Hermit finally emerged from the trash bin, his face smeared with dirt and food remnants. His wild feast was grand, his hunger was satisfied and his belly stuffed to the brim.
"Master, I-I couldn't help it. It was just too tempting," he mumbled apologetically, his voice tinged with shame.
Suzuka said, "If you're done then let's go, and no more trash bin adventures."
Hermit gave her a mischievous grin, his cheeks bulging with the remnants of his trash treasure.
"Yes, Master," he replied with a nod, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"No more trash temptations, I promise... unless something really delicious catches my eye!"
Suzuka was walking at her casual leisure pace, Hermit scuttled behind her, desperately trying to keep up with her pace. The mix of various quenchers he had drank from the trash bin only added to his discomfort, sloshing around in his belly like a turbulent sea mixed with the massive amount of food he ate.
"Mmm... why... did Hermit drink so much... from the trash? Oh, the food... so delicious," he drooled, "But now... so heavy... like a stone in the belly..." he mumbled to himself, his words barely coherent as he struggled to keep up.
"Belly... feels like... whirlpool... ugh... Master Helen... so elegant... Hermit... like a muddy slug."
With every scuttle, he fought to quell the unsettling sensation in his gut, muttering, "Slosh, slosh, slosh... too much... too much... Legs... like noodles... no strength. No rest... just keep moving... like a rabbit."
His body was weary and hurting from the encounter with the wrestling raccoon earlier, and now, his scuttling movements drained his stamina rapidly. His face was riddled with sweat drops, and he panted heavily, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His legs burned with fatigue, and he could feel his knees wobbling like spaghetti.
His vision began to blur, the world around him becoming a hazy blur as exhaustion took its toll. Yet, he pressed on, desperate to keep up with his Master, even if it felt like a sprint for his life.
Suzuka glanced back and noticed Hermit's struggle. With a sigh, she slowed her pace, realizing she had underestimated his stamina.
"Hermit, you don't have to rush like that. Take your time," she called out, her voice tinged with concern.
But Hermit was too determined to prove himself to slow down.
"I-I'm fine, Master Helen. I can keep up," he insisted barely catching his breath and his voice trembling with fatigue.
Suzuka shook her head, deciding to humor him for a moment.
"Alright then, but remember, it's not a race. We're just walking," she said, hoping he would ease up a bit.
But the strain on his frail body was too much to bear. Every step felt like an uphill battle, causing his legs to tremble and his breaths to become shallower. The pain from his encounter with the wrestling raccoon intensified, gnawing at his already weary limbs.
"Wreee... I need to prove...ugh... I'm a good goblin... wreee... I'll keep up...ugh... no matter what...even if it kills me..."
He desperately tried to ease the pain by clutching his side with both hands, but it only made matters worse. His broken ribs screamed in protest, sending sharp waves of agony through his body. He gasped for air, but the stabbing pain in his sides made it difficult to take deep breaths, leaving him huffing and puffing in short, quick bursts. His vision darkened, and he struggled to breathe, gasping for air like a drowning man.
"Ughhh... Hurts... so much...," Hermit mumbled to himself in a weak tone, his voice quivering with distress.
"Stupid... ribs... why you betray... Hermit? Ughh... Can't... breathe... It's like... drowning... on land... Huff... puff... like a... broken... bellows...," he muttered between gasps, his scuttling becoming slower and more strained.
His once majestic ears, resembling ship sails in the wind, now lay broken in half, dragging behind him on the ground, dirty and disgraced. They hung lifeless and limp, a painful reminder of the fight he had endured.
As they reached the guild building, Hermit's condition deteriorated further. Each step became a grueling struggle, and his movements grew slower and more labored. The half-hour of relentless scuttling had taken its toll on his already exhausted body.
With a final effort to keep up with his Master, Hermit tried to take another step, but his legs simply buckled beneath him. He collapsed to the ground, his body giving out from the immense strain. It was as if all the energy had drained from him, leaving him completely lifeless.
He fell forward like a limp rag doll, his face slamming into the ground with a sickening thud. The impact echoed through the guild, making it sound like a chunk of raw meat had fallen from the sky and splattered on the ground.
Hermit lay motionless on the ground, his body broken and battered from physical exertion. His limbs sprawled out in odd angles, and his face pale as if he had encountered the Grim Reaper himself. His breaths were shallow and ragged, each inhale a Herculean effort, and his eyes were vacant, showing no signs of life. Even a tumbleweed rolling by seemed more animated than poor Hermit at that moment.
Suzuka, with her heart seemingly made of stone, stood over him, her face betraying no emotion as she gazed upon his lifeless form. She gave him a nonchalant nudge with her foot as if to confirm his unconscious state. Then, with an air of indifference, she decided to roll him under the table by gently nudging him with her shoe, like a discarded piece of trash, so no one would accidentally step on him while he rested under there. The cold, hard ground beneath him offered no solace, but Suzuka paid no mind to his discomfort, leaving him to rest in his solitude.
And just like that, she happily rushed off to join Lisanna, as if Hermit's broken and battered body had no consequence. Her laughter echoed through the air, a stark contrast to the lifeless scene she had just left behind. It was as if she had completely forgotten about the goblin who had struggled to keep up with her, pushing himself to the limits of his endurance to prove his worth.
As Hermit lay there, all alone under the table, the world continued around him, oblivious to his plight. The hustle and bustle of the town carried on, the people passing by without sparing him a second glance. He felt like a forgotten soul, abandoned and left to fade away in the shadows.
But perhaps there was a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. Maybe, just maybe, someone would notice the small goblin under the table, battered and broken but still clinging to life. And perhaps, they would extend a hand of kindness and compassion, giving him the chance to rise from his defeated state and continue his journey to freedom. Not!
Unfazed by the filth on the kebab, Hermit got back on the bench and wasted no time stuffing it into his mouth with passion. His eating display was a symphony of grotesque sounds - gurgling, squelching, gagging, and chomping - accompanied by loud smacking and lip-clapping that echoed through the small park like a dreadful melody. His gurgling and squelching sounds filled the air, creating a symphony of grotesque noises that made even the bravest onlookers wince.
A nearby parkgoer couldn't help but comment, "Ugh, that's the nastiest eating I've ever heard!"
A mother nearby tried to shield her children from the repulsive spectacle.
"Kids, don't look! That's not how we eat our food," she whispered with a cringe, trying to preserve their innocence.
Hermit's mouth chomped and smacked with frenetic intensity, and his lips clapped and smacked together loudly, creating an ear-splitting cacophony that reverberated throughout the small park. The sound was so deafening that even the birds stopped chirping and fled to quieter surroundings.
Hermit, oblivious to the discomfort he was causing, simply grinned with a mouthful of kebab, spewing crumbs and grease as he spoke.
"Grrgle! It'sh ssssoo delishshsh! Mmmmf! Grrrgle! Buuurrrp! More kebab! Gllooorrrp! Squueeeelch! Mmmphh! Glooorrrp! Mmmf! So good! Must enjoy! Munch-munch!" he garbled, cheeks bulging like inflated balloons.
Suzuka, taken aback by the ghastly sight, couldn't hide her repulsion. Hermit's dining performance was like watching a horror show, and she instinctively moved a few inches away from the goblin, trying to distance herself from the unsettling spectacle.
Hermit, oblivious to Suzuka's discomfort, was entirely absorbed in his feast. He devoured the kebab with the voracity of a starved beast, seemingly undeterred by the filth that clung to the food. To him, the kebab was a rare delicacy, and he relished every morsel as if it were a meal fit for kings.
As the last bits of the kebab disappeared into Hermit's mouth, he let out a satisfied belch, oblivious to the revulsion he had caused. His belly bulged with the intake of food, and he patted it with a contented smile as if he had just partaken in the grandest feast of his life.
He wiped his mouth on his elbow and looked up at Suzuka with a blissful smile as he savored the last morsels of the kebab, licking his fingers with exaggerated slurps and loud lip-smacking.
"Mmm-mmm! Best kebab ever!"
Suzuka struggled to find the right words, torn between irritation at Hermit's repulsiveness and a lingering sense of disgust. Her face twisted in an exaggerated expression of disgust as she addressed him.
"Hermit, I don't get disgusted easily, not even by the stench of decaying zimmers, but you, watching you makes my stomach turn, you are beyond disgusting," she proclaimed dramatically, trying to temper her reaction while her body language revealed her revulsion.
Hermit simply shrugged and replied, "I-I'm sorry, Master Helen but the food is food. Hermit must eat to survive. It would be a sin to leave such a divine meal to rot."
Suzuka shook her head.
"Sorry won't cut it, Hermit. You need to learn some manners and self-control," she declared, crossing her arms in front of her with a snooty expression.
Hermit bowed his head, feeling utterly chastised.
"Yes, Master Helen. Hermit will try to improve," he replied meekly, knowing that he had indeed been just a little bit impulsive.
Suzuka softened her stance slightly, realizing that her theatrics might have been a bit much.
"Good. Just remember, you're representing me when we're together. I don't want people thinking I associate with someone who acts like a pig," she said, trying to convey the importance of his behavior.
Hermit nodded earnestly.
"I understand, Master. Hermit will do better, I give you my word," he vowed, determined to prove himself worthy of her trust.
Suzuka couldn't help but let out a small smirk.
"Alright then, let's continue our way to the guild. Just remember, you're not a wild beast; you're a goblin with potential," she said, offering him a glimmer of hope.
As he cheerfully agreed to Suzuka's request, "Yes, Master, I will be a good goblin, no more shenanigans, I promise!" they began to walk away from the bench where they had been sitting.
But just as they were about to leave, something caught Hermit's eye - a half-eaten sandwich discarded in the nearby trash bin. His goblin instincts kicked in, and he couldn't resist the allure of the abandoned treat. With a sudden leap and a mischievous grin, he dove headfirst into the bin, basking in the treasure trove of discarded goodies.
Suzuka's eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Hermit dive headfirst into the trash bin, his mouth filled with the half-eaten sandwich. The heartwarming moment of his promise quickly faded into disappointment, and she let out a sigh.
"Hermit, what are you doing?!" she asked, frustration evident in her voice.
"I thought you said no more shenanigans!"
With his mouth still full of food, Hermit looked up at Suzuka with a sheepish expression, bits of sandwich falling from his lips.
"Mmmph... I-I couldn't help myself, Master," he mumbled, his voice slightly muffled by the food.
"Hermit, really? We just had a talk about manners and self-control, and now you're diving into the trash?" she said, trying to keep her voice composed despite the absurdity of the situation.
But Hermit was lost in his own little world of delight, munching on the half-eaten sandwich while eagerly searching for more hidden treasures within the bin.
"Mmm, Master, you won't believe the things people throw away! So much deliciousness!" he exclaimed, his mouth full of sandwich.
Suzuka couldn't help but shake her head in jest, her annoyance giving way to a smile.
"You really are something else, Hermit," she chuckled.
"I suppose one man's trash is another goblin's treasure, huh?"
Hermit nodded enthusiastically, his eyes shining with happiness.
"Yes, Master! Hermit loves discovering hidden treasures in the trash. It's like a treasure hunt!"
Suzuka nodded, willing to give him another chance.
"Alright then, let's keep going. Just remember, you need to be stronger than your cravings," she reminded him, hoping he would take her words to heart this time.
Hermit swallowed the last of the sandwich, looking genuinely apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Master Helen. It's just... the food, it's so tempting," he admitted, his ears drooping in shame.
But Hermit seemed oblivious to her warning, completely engrossed in his newfound treasure trove of discarded food. He rustled through the trash bin, finding half-empty drinks and food boxes with remnants of spoiled food. His greed took over as he scooped up the grubs with his hands and shoveled them into his gaping maw without a hint of hesitation.
After a few minutes, Hermit finally emerged from the trash bin, his face smeared with dirt and food remnants. His wild feast was grand, his hunger was satisfied and his belly stuffed to the brim.
"Master, I-I couldn't help it. It was just too tempting," he mumbled apologetically, his voice tinged with shame.
Suzuka said, "If you're done then let's go, and no more trash bin adventures."
Hermit gave her a mischievous grin, his cheeks bulging with the remnants of his trash treasure.
"Yes, Master," he replied with a nod, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"No more trash temptations, I promise... unless something really delicious catches my eye!"
Suzuka was walking at her casual leisure pace, Hermit scuttled behind her, desperately trying to keep up with her pace. The mix of various quenchers he had drank from the trash bin only added to his discomfort, sloshing around in his belly like a turbulent sea mixed with the massive amount of food he ate.
"Mmm... why... did Hermit drink so much... from the trash? Oh, the food... so delicious," he drooled, "But now... so heavy... like a stone in the belly..." he mumbled to himself, his words barely coherent as he struggled to keep up.
"Belly... feels like... whirlpool... ugh... Master Helen... so elegant... Hermit... like a muddy slug."
With every scuttle, he fought to quell the unsettling sensation in his gut, muttering, "Slosh, slosh, slosh... too much... too much... Legs... like noodles... no strength. No rest... just keep moving... like a rabbit."
His body was weary and hurting from the encounter with the wrestling raccoon earlier, and now, his scuttling movements drained his stamina rapidly. His face was riddled with sweat drops, and he panted heavily, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His legs burned with fatigue, and he could feel his knees wobbling like spaghetti.
His vision began to blur, the world around him becoming a hazy blur as exhaustion took its toll. Yet, he pressed on, desperate to keep up with his Master, even if it felt like a sprint for his life.
Suzuka glanced back and noticed Hermit's struggle. With a sigh, she slowed her pace, realizing she had underestimated his stamina.
"Hermit, you don't have to rush like that. Take your time," she called out, her voice tinged with concern.
But Hermit was too determined to prove himself to slow down.
"I-I'm fine, Master Helen. I can keep up," he insisted barely catching his breath and his voice trembling with fatigue.
Suzuka shook her head, deciding to humor him for a moment.
"Alright then, but remember, it's not a race. We're just walking," she said, hoping he would ease up a bit.
But the strain on his frail body was too much to bear. Every step felt like an uphill battle, causing his legs to tremble and his breaths to become shallower. The pain from his encounter with the wrestling raccoon intensified, gnawing at his already weary limbs.
"Wreee... I need to prove...ugh... I'm a good goblin... wreee... I'll keep up...ugh... no matter what...even if it kills me..."
He desperately tried to ease the pain by clutching his side with both hands, but it only made matters worse. His broken ribs screamed in protest, sending sharp waves of agony through his body. He gasped for air, but the stabbing pain in his sides made it difficult to take deep breaths, leaving him huffing and puffing in short, quick bursts. His vision darkened, and he struggled to breathe, gasping for air like a drowning man.
"Ughhh... Hurts... so much...," Hermit mumbled to himself in a weak tone, his voice quivering with distress.
"Stupid... ribs... why you betray... Hermit? Ughh... Can't... breathe... It's like... drowning... on land... Huff... puff... like a... broken... bellows...," he muttered between gasps, his scuttling becoming slower and more strained.
His once majestic ears, resembling ship sails in the wind, now lay broken in half, dragging behind him on the ground, dirty and disgraced. They hung lifeless and limp, a painful reminder of the fight he had endured.
As they reached the guild building, Hermit's condition deteriorated further. Each step became a grueling struggle, and his movements grew slower and more labored. The half-hour of relentless scuttling had taken its toll on his already exhausted body.
With a final effort to keep up with his Master, Hermit tried to take another step, but his legs simply buckled beneath him. He collapsed to the ground, his body giving out from the immense strain. It was as if all the energy had drained from him, leaving him completely lifeless.
He fell forward like a limp rag doll, his face slamming into the ground with a sickening thud. The impact echoed through the guild, making it sound like a chunk of raw meat had fallen from the sky and splattered on the ground.
Hermit lay motionless on the ground, his body broken and battered from physical exertion. His limbs sprawled out in odd angles, and his face pale as if he had encountered the Grim Reaper himself. His breaths were shallow and ragged, each inhale a Herculean effort, and his eyes were vacant, showing no signs of life. Even a tumbleweed rolling by seemed more animated than poor Hermit at that moment.
Suzuka, with her heart seemingly made of stone, stood over him, her face betraying no emotion as she gazed upon his lifeless form. She gave him a nonchalant nudge with her foot as if to confirm his unconscious state. Then, with an air of indifference, she decided to roll him under the table by gently nudging him with her shoe, like a discarded piece of trash, so no one would accidentally step on him while he rested under there. The cold, hard ground beneath him offered no solace, but Suzuka paid no mind to his discomfort, leaving him to rest in his solitude.
And just like that, she happily rushed off to join Lisanna, as if Hermit's broken and battered body had no consequence. Her laughter echoed through the air, a stark contrast to the lifeless scene she had just left behind. It was as if she had completely forgotten about the goblin who had struggled to keep up with her, pushing himself to the limits of his endurance to prove his worth.
As Hermit lay there, all alone under the table, the world continued around him, oblivious to his plight. The hustle and bustle of the town carried on, the people passing by without sparing him a second glance. He felt like a forgotten soul, abandoned and left to fade away in the shadows.
But perhaps there was a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. Maybe, just maybe, someone would notice the small goblin under the table, battered and broken but still clinging to life. And perhaps, they would extend a hand of kindness and compassion, giving him the chance to rise from his defeated state and continue his journey to freedom. Not!
Table of Contents
- Adventurers Monsterpedia - Dangerous Plant Monsters
- Adventurers Monsterpedia - Magical Beast
- Adventurers Monsterpedia - Mutants
- Adventurers Monsterpedia - Monsters
- Character information
- Town information
- Chapter 403 The Pain He Couldn’t Put into Words
- Chapter 402 Making a Nest
- Chapter 401 Fragile Lives Left Alone in the Dark
- Chapter 400 The Shed, the Snow, and the Fire
- Chapter 399 Approaching Broken Gates in the Snowstorm
- Chapter 398 The Invisible Force of Gravity Magic
- Chapter 397 What if Hermit had lied to her, luring her out into the wilderness as part of some elaborate scheme?
- Chapter 396 Hermit had forgotten one crucial detail about Suzuka: she was a restless sleeper.
- Chapter 395 Consequences of Your Actions
- Chapter 394 Finding Shelter in the middle of a Snowstorm
- Chapter 393 First Time Seeing Mountain Snow
- Chapter 392 Going on Adventure to Save Kaka
- Chapter 391 Not Exactly a Reliable Source of Information
- Chapter 390 Goblin with a Broken Neck
- Chapter 389 Cat Boss Story from the Past
- Chapter 388 And as the world faded to black, the goblin’s last thought was of them—his little ones—and the hope that they would survive.
- Chapter 387 Punching Bag for the Bandits
- Chapter 386 No one noticed the goblin in need, only his captors.
- Chapter 385 Would Suzuka’s words hold true? Would he really be safe?
- Chapter 384 It's a simple errand, what could go wrong, right?
- Chapter 383 A Volunteer who Believes that his Sacrifice can Serve a Greater Good
- Chapter 382 Temporary Shelters for the Newcomers
- Chapter 381 A Letter from Thomas
- Chapter 380 A goblin and fresh eggs, right on time
- Chapter 379 Putting on Big Boy Pants
- Chapter 378 Your Royal Sadness, Hermit the Tragic, First of His Name, King of Self-Pity
- Chapter 377 Luminesia—a Town that will be a Sanctuary for all who Wish to Live in Peace
- Chapter 376 Tragic History Between Cat Boss and Hermit
- Chapter 375 The Meeting with the Cat Boss, Leader of the Cat People
- Chapter 374 Set of Tracks in the Dirt
- Chapter 373 Eyes that Always Watching
- Chapter 372 Old Acquaintance
- Chapter 371 Mr. Reliable
- Chapter 370 Security Issues
- Chapter 369 Big Progress
- Chapter 368 Forgiveness
- Chapter 367 A Tomb Stone for our Enemy
- Chapter 366 A Terrible, Tragic Accident
- Chapter 365 Desperate Display of Remorse
- Chapter 364 Fear and Exhaustion
- Chapter 363 Exaggerated Regrets
- Chapter 362 Unsettling Quiet
- Chapter 361 Farewells and New Horizons
- Chapter 360 Van Blous Insignia
- Chapter 359 Inner Frustration
- Chapter 358 Exclusive Rights
- Chapter 357 Your Grace Brodric Faladan
- Chapter 356 Delivering the Killing Blow
- Chapter 355 Cornered Prey
- Chapter 354 No Escape for the Baron
- Chapter 353 All Eyes on the Prize
- Chapter 352 The Host of the Evening
- Chapter 351 Invitation to a Masquerade Ball
- Chapter 350 Inner Strength that Keep me Going
- Chapter 349 Antonio's Unfortunate Accident
- Chapter 348 Dreaming About the Future
- Chapter 347 Love, Laughter, and Secrets
- Chapter 346 Reflections in the Bath
- Chapter 345 Friendly Game of Cards
- Chapter 344 Amazing Things Do Not Come Cheap
- Chapter 343 I’m Not a Bad Person
- Chapter 342 Visiting Old Friends
- Chapter 341 Uncomfortable Silence
- Chapter 340 What Worries Me the Most
- Chapter 339 Little Boy of Joy
- Chapter 338 Immense Weight
- Chapter 337 Lingering Shock
- Chapter 336 Love and Loss
- Chapter 335 Obsessive Parents and Endless Pie
- Chapter 334 Charming Wit and Dazzling Smile
- Chapter 333 Little Party Tricks
- Chapter 332 Clint Levens
- Chapter 331 Warm Hospitality
- Chapter 330 Shared Memories
- Chapter 329 Past Mistakes
- Chapter 328 Woodmill Town
- Chapter 327 Friendly Conversation
- Chapter 326 Disbelief and Overwhelming Happiness
- Chapter 325 Gentle Steps
- Chapter 324 Newfound Resolve
- Chapter 323 Comical Sight
- Chapter 322 Suzuka’s Overwhelming Power
- Chapter 321 Despair and Sorrow
- Chapter 320 Passing the Word
- Chapter 319 Piece of Advice
- Chapter 318 Timbo's Instructions
- Chapter 317 Free to Dream
- Chapter 316 Necessary Evil
- Chapter 315 Gift for the Boss
- Chapter 314 Coins and Gems
- Chapter 313 Bright Future
- Chapter 312 Smell of Deceit
- Chapter 311 Lives Filled With Endless Torment
- Chapter 310 Suspicious Visitor
- Chapter 309 The Great Wall
- Chapter 308 Ghost From the Past
- Chapter 307 Heartwarming Innocence
- Chapter 306 Newfound Efficiency
- Chapter 305 Immense Workload
- Chapter 304 Job Assignment
- Chapter 303 Awe and Admiration
- Chapter 302 Mana Sickness
- Chapter 301 Pushing Past the Limits
- Chapter 300 Bright Future
- Chapter 299 Best Way to Start the Day
- Chapter 298 Unfamiliar Sensation
- Chapter 297 The Best Day of My Life
- Chapter 296 Tiny Lumberjacks
- Chapter 295 Gifts From The Gods
- Chapter 294 Unwavering Respect
- Chapter 293 Honorable Battle Wounds
- Chapter 292 The Day Before Moving Out
- Chapter 291 Earth Magic Box
- Chapter 290 Boost in Power
- Chapter 289 Dark Humor
- Chapter 288 Passionate Adventure In Good Day's Rest Inn
- Chapter 287 Cozy Little Cafe
- Chapter 286 The Charming Snake
- Chapter 285 The Name He Curse
- Chapter 284 Invaluable Support
- Chapter 283 Full Schedule
- Chapter 282 Innocence and Purity
- Chapter 281 Darkness of the Night
- Chapter 280 The Mysterious Visitor
- Chapter 279 Haunting Whispers
- Chapter 278 Impossible Dream
- Chapter 277 Exotic Oils and Fragrant Blossoms
- Chapter 276 Feeling Guilty
- Chapter 275 Stroke of Luck
- Chapter 274 Cup of Hot Coffee
- Chapter 273 Fear, Responsibility, and Gratitude
- Chapter 272 Towering Peaks
- Chapter 271 Empty Bellies With Longing
- Chapter 270 Newfound Freedom
- Chapter 269 Goddess of Destruction and Salvation
- Chapter 268 Goblin Breeding Cave
- Chapter 267 Carnal Desires
- Chapter 266 Crushing Defeat
- Chapter 265 Showing No Mercy
- Chapter 264 Hundred Moons
- Chapter 263 Innocence of Youth
- Chapter 262 Big Loaf of Bread
- Chapter 261 Overflowing With Joy
- Chapter 260 Precious Gift
- Chapter 259 Quick Trip
- Chapter 258 The Scenery of Devastation
- Chapter 257 According to Plan
- Chapter 256 Light of Freedom
- Chapter 255 Promise Not to be Broken
- Chapter 254 Goblin Hatchery
- Chapter 253 Fear of Formidable Power
- Chapter 252 The Illusion of Invincibility
- Chapter 251 Bleak Existence
- Chapter 250 The Battle Begins
- Chapter 249 Reign of the Evil Goblins
- Chapter 248 Heated Argument
- Chapter 247 Scrutinizing Gaze
- Chapter 246 Preparations for Infiltration
- Chapter 245 Raid on the Goblin Breeding Farm
- Chapter 244 Stealthy Camp
- Chapter 243 Warm Hug of Comfort
- Chapter 242 Journey to Freedom Begins
- Chapter 241 Distant Echoes of a Duel
- Chapter 240 No Room For Error
- Chapter 239 The Final Exams
- Chapter 238 Simple Paperwork
- Chapter 237 Placing The Order
- Chapter 236 Chance at a New Life
- Chapter 235 The Best Offer Possible
- Chapter 234 For The Greater Good
- Chapter 233 Sweet Dreams in Goblinland
- Chapter 232 Goblin Medicine Recipe
- Chapter 231 Counting The Profits
- Chapter 230 Squeaky Chittering of the Rats
- Chapter 229 The Bandits Treasure
- Chapter 228 Culinary Treasure Flamboshta!
- Chapter 227 Those Who Need Feelings
- Chapter 226 Precious Feelings
- Chapter 225 Pitiable Innocence
- Chapter 224 Brutal Rain
- Chapter 223 Magical Resonance
- Chapter 222 Arion The Void Mage
- Chapter 221 Ideal Financial Support
- Chapter 220 The Proposal
- Chapter 219 List of Tools
- Chapter 218 Hard And Painful Decision
- Chapter 217 Sharing Awful Hobbies
- Chapter 216 Seeking New Allies
- Chapter 215 A Business Proposition
- Chapter 214 The Renowned Architect Elara
- Chapter 213 A Genuine Apology
- Chapter 212 Hanging by a Thread
- Chapter 211 Lies And Misunderstandings
- Chapter 210 A little Snack For The Trip
- Chapter 209 Treasure Hunt In Perilous Forest
- Chapter 208 Goddess of Salvation
- Chapter 207 Hermit's Secret Sanctuary
- Chapter 206 The Real Plan
- Chapter 205 A Picture of a Happy Goblin
- Chapter 204 A Warm Goblin Is A Happy Goblin
- Chapter 203 Forgiveness And Understanding
- Chapter 202 The Only Way To Beat A Bully
- Chapter 201 Hermit's Drunken Tales
- Chapter 200 Feeling A Little Tipsy
- Chapter 199 Drinking Beer For The First Time
- Chapter 198 Under The Dumpster
- Chapter 197 Jacob's Story
- Chapter 196 A Dark Reunion
- Chapter 195 The Bear Paw Inn
- Chapter 194 Mushrooms In The Moonlight
- Chapter 193 A Shattered Mind
- Chapter 192 People Bad, Gobbie Friends Good
- Chapter 191 The Remains of Hermit
- Chapter 190 An Unexpected Guest
- Chapter 189 Thalen The Ruler Of Rockmine Town
- Chapter 188 Meeting With The Royalty
- Chapter 187 Just a Passing Thought
- Chapter 186 A New Beginning of a Friendship
- Chapter 185 It was not a Dream
- Chapter 184 Unseen Menace
- Chapter 183 Wager of Shiny Coins
- Chapter 182 A Story about Squating on a Torch
- Chapter 181 I'm Swellmit, Not Weak Hermit
- Chapter 180 A Voice From The Shadows
- Chapter 179 Spooky Awakening
- Chapter 178 Hermit's Lifeless Hand
- Chapter 177 Life or Death Decision
- Chapter 176 Egg Laying Straw
- Chapter 175 The Broken Marionette
- Chapter 174 The Explosion
- Chapter 173 Pink Potion
- Chapter 172 Depressingly Melodramatic
- Chapter 171 Grand Goblin Feast
- Chapter 170 Relentless Scuttling
- Chapter 169 A Promise I Will Keep
- Chapter 168 Sitting on a Bench
- Chapter 167 The Wrestling Match
- Chapter 166 Wrestling Raccoon
- Chapter 165 Tasty Breakfest
- Chapter 164 It's Just a Prank Bro!
- Chapter 163 Master's Loving Embrace
- Chapter 162 Shiny Coins and a Key
- Chapter 161 Seeking Warmth
- Chapter 160 A Task at Hand
- Chapter 159 Olivia's Kind Gesture
- Chapter 158 Standing on the Edge of the Clif
- Chapter 157 Culinary Delight Among Goblins
- Chapter 156 Treacherous Flight of Stairs
- Chapter 155 Delightful Smell
- Chapter 154 Interesting Little Creature
- Chapter 153 I Can't Swim
- Chapter 152 Scuttling in The Rain
- Chapter 151 Going out for a Delicious Meal
- Chapter 150 Puppy Eyes
- Chapter 149 Feeling Cool
- Chapter 148 Blue Hue Elixir
- Chapter 147 Sink Bath
- Chapter 146 Thunderous Slap
- Chapter 145 Exposed
- Chapter 144 Game of Mercy
- Chapter 143 Small Adventure
- Chapter 142 Meaty Ears
- Chapter 141 Classified Information
- Chapter 140 Girls Talk
- Chapter 139 Smile of Gratitude
- Chapter 138 One Last Time
- Chapter 137 Some Bad News
- Chapter 136 The Crowd
- Chapter 135 Tender Care
- Chapter 134 Acid
- Chapter 133 Giving Chase
- Chapter 132 A little Dirty
- Chapter 131 Comfy Barrel
- Chapter 130 Precise Punch
- Chapter 129 Sad Story
- Chapter 128 Restless and Bored
- Chapter 127 Much Needed Rest
- Chapter 126 Iron Bars
- Chapter 125 Chilling Sound
- Chapter 124 Whisper in the Ear
- Chapter 123 A Calm Place
- Chapter 122 Introduction
- Chapter 121 Envy and Resentment
- Chapter 120 Shocking Truth
- Chapter 119 Sometimes, rules don't mean a damn thing.
- Chapter 118 Kiss In the Rain
- Chapter 117 Going Out
- Chapter 116 Isaac The Ice Mage
- Chapter 115 The name is Grand
- Chapter 114 Maximus Decimus Meridius
- Chapter 113 Heated Round
- Chapter 112 Elimination Round
- Chapter 111 Coliseum
- Chapter 110 Meeting an old friend
- Chapter 109 Nostalgia
- Chapter 108 Apology
- Chapter 107 Justice Served
- Chapter 106 The Headmaster
- Chapter 105 Caught With Pants Down
- Chapter 104 Professor Jonathan Stone
- Chapter 103 The First Place
- Chapter 102 Test Results
- Chapter 101 A small grin on Walter's face
- Chapter 100 A Little Drunk
- Chapter 99 Melwyn Gold Apple Wine
- Chapter 98 The Date
- Chapter 97 Things Got Complicated
- Chapter 96 Olivia's Note
- Chapter 95 Who Is the Real Hero?
- Chapter 94 Swamper
- Chapter 93 Gloomy Evening
- Chapter 92 No More Jokes
- Chapter 91 Helen's Death
- Chapter 90 Hostage
- Chapter 89 As I Feared
- Chapter 88 Rescue Mission
- Chapter 87 My Dear Sterling
- Chapter 86 My Slave
- Chapter 85 Bad Reputation
- Chapter 84 Silvia and Barrier Magic
- Chapter 83 Professor
- Chapter 82 Magic Box University
- Chapter 81 Slowing Down
- Chapter 80 The Greatsword
- Chapter 79 Corpses Piling Up
- Chapter 78 Zimmers
- Chapter 77 Rusty Sword
- Chapter 76 Cash Cow
- Chapter 75 Red Potion
- Chapter 74 Goblins ambush
- Chapter 73 Kieran
- Chapter 72 Letter
- Chapter 71 Official Quest
- Chapter 70 Wide Grin
- Chapter 69 New Armor
- Chapter 68 Shopping
- Chapter 67 Hot spring
- Chapter 66 The Mystic Oasis
- Chapter 65 Dark Damp Alleyway
- Chapter 64 Stalker
- Chapter 63 Wara vs Suzuka
- Chapter 62 Fight Ring
- Chapter 61 The Guild Leader Wara
- Chapter 60 5-Stars at Heart 2-Stars on Paper
- Chapter 59 Dr. Jenkins
- Chapter 58 He Is My Husbando
- Chapter 57 Rules
- Chapter 56 Laughing Larry
- Chapter 55 Hunters Guild
- Chapter 54 Olivia's Memories
- Chapter 53 Bandits
- Chapter 52 Town In Sight
- Chapter 51 Olivia's Tent
- Chapter 50 Olivia
- Chapter 49 Friendly Chat
- Chapter 48 Bill's Wish Come True
- Chapter 47 Feelings
- Chapter 46 Going in Circles
- Chapter 45 Day Light
- Chapter 44 Clearing The Path
- Chapter 43 Going Deeper
- Chapter 42 The Crystal Mine
- Chapter 41 Finally Back To Bill's Cave
- Chapter 40 The Castle In Ruins
- Chapter 39 The Room Bellow
- Chapter 38 The Deception
- Chapter 37 Fight for the Throne Room
- Chapter 36 The Fierce Fight
- Chapter 35 The Goblin Castle
- Chapter 34 Martin's Party Never Come Back
- Chapter 33 Happy Birthday to Me and Bill
- Chapter 32 Martin and His Party
- Chapter 31 Rough Training
- Chapter 30 Calm Morning and Gentle Rain
- Chapter 29 Giving in to the Rage
- Chapter 28 A Fight
- Chapter 27 Idle Chat and Rune Magic
- Chapter 26 Looking For Crystal
- Chapter 25 Slime and Wine
- Chapter 24 Feeling Sick
- Chapter 23 Saving Bill
- Chapter 22 The Ambush
- Chapter 21 The Minotaur
- Chapter 20 Unyielding Rage and New Encounter
- Chapter 19 Clive
- Chapter 18 A New Hope
- Chapter 17 A Magic Box Power
- Chapter 16 The Magic Box
- Chapter 15 On The Run
- Chapter 14 Glimmer of Hope
- Chapter 13 The Awakening
- Chapter 12 Going Berserk
- Chapter 11 Fight to The Death
- Chapter 10 Feeding Time
- Chapter 09 The Hunt
- Chapter 08 Contact With The Beast
- Chapter 07 Journey Continue
- Chapter 06 The Behemoth and the First Victims
- Chapter 05 Wake Up Call
- Chapter 04 Beginning of a Journey
- Chapter 03 The Plan
- Chapter 02 The Kidnap
- Chapter 01 Suzuka and Antonio
- Chapter 0 Prologue The Beginning of World