Goblin Slayer

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A Gathering of Adventurers

Good morning!

Just one sec. Breakfast is almost ready.

Run.

Huh?

Why?

What's wrong? Where did that come from?

There were tracks.

Goblins.

But you can defeat them, right?

I can't.

Even if there were a hundred of them inside a cave, I could win.

No matter what, I'd win.

But...

There were at least ten sets of scout footprints.

This horde definitely has a leader.

A hob... A shaman...

No, judging from their numbers,

it must be...

The king of goblins,

the Goblin Lord.

They're going to attack tonight or tomorrow night.

We don't have time to ask any other countries or lords for help.

A horde of more than a hundred goblins will attack this place at once.

A goblin... horde...

Why... would they attack here?

They probably want to make this place their stronghold

so that they can attack the town.

I'm not a platinum-ranked adventurer...

I'm not a hero...

We don't have enough people

to face more than a hundred monsters in an open field.

I lack the strength.

I can't do it.

And that's why you're telling me to run?

Yes.

And if I go now, there'll be enough time?

Yes.

Okay.

Have you decided?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I'm not going to run.

Because I know you're going to stay behind.

See? I knew it. You always go silent when you don't know what to do.

You've always been that way.

They won't just kill you.

Yeah, I can imagine.

I was watching...

Yes.

Don't think that you'll survive.

You might live,

but you'll be dead inside.

So you need to run.

I told you, I won't!

Because...

I don't want to go through that a second time.

You'll lose your home again...

And... You know...

Even if we run, if we lose our cows, sheep, and other livestock,

it'd be...

You know... um...

I see.

Yeah. I'm really sorry.

I know I'm being selfish here...

Don't make that face.

I'll do everything I can.

Okay.

"You have to protect girls," huh?

Hey.

At least say goodbye.

I'm sorry. I...

She's a good girl.

She grew up to be a good girl.

So don't make her cry.

I'll do my best.

That's what I hate about you.

Goblin Slayer.

Wow, you're still alive.

You need something?

I apologize, but hear me out.

I have a request.

The Goblin Slayer has a request?

Wasn't he a solo adventurer?

Actually, it seems he's formed a party with a few people lately.

Really?

A horde of goblins is coming

to a farm on the outskirts of town.

They'll probably attack tonight. I don't know how many there are.

Man, I knew it'd be goblins.

But goblins being in hordes is normal.

Judging by the footprints left by the scouts, they have a Goblin Lord.

Which means there's at least a hundred.

A hundred?!

A hundred goblins?!

Seriously?

No way.

What the hell?

What's going on?

A lord?

No idea.

Lords are a mutated class of goblins that specialize in leadership.

They can be considered the top rank of goblins.

The top?

And the horde that it's leading will be here soon.

There's no time.

I could handle them in a cave, but I can't handle them alone, out in the open.

I'd like your help. Please.

What should we do?

You're asking me?

Goblins, huh?

He should just handle them himself.

I'm definitely out.

Me, too. They're gross.

Hey.

I think you've got the wrong idea about something.

This is an adventurers' guild, and we're adventurers.

We're not obligated to listen to requests.

You need to put up a quest, which means a reward.

Right?

Yeah!

We're adventurers!

You expect us to put our lives on the line for free?!

What the hell?!

Long-ears, if you go out right now, it's just going to complicate things.

I understand how you feel, but please wait a moment.

Let me go!

Yes. You're right.

Okay, then, tell us.

How much are you going to pay us for dealing with a hundred goblins?

Everything.

Huh?

Everything I own is the reward.

What do you mean by that?

All of my belongings. Everything within my discretion.

My equipment, all of my assets, knowledge, time, and...

Your life?

Yes. My life, as well.

And what if I tell you to go die?

I can't do that.

What?

There's someone who might cry if I die.

I was told that I can't make them cry.

So apparently, my life isn't within my discretion.

I seriously have no idea what you're thinking,

but I can tell you're serious about this.

Yeah. I'm serious.

God damn it...

I don't need your life, you dumbass!

Just buy me a drink later.

Come on, that's basically market price.

A silver-ranked adventurer is saying that he'll slay some goblins for you.

Be thankful, client.

Yes.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Hey, cut it out. Thank me after we're done slaying those things.

Me, too!

I'm going to slay some goblins, too!

But only if you'll come with us again!

I'll take you on a real adventure next time!