The Goblin Mother
The small footprints behind the corpse led into the dense undergrowth. —Caw... caw... The unpleasant cries of crows drew us deeper and deeper inside.
"Smoke... Did they start a fire?"
"No, they stole it. Goblins don't know how to make fire."
Goblins weren't much smarter than humans, but they possessed just as much malice.
"Wait! Be careful—there are traps."
They even mimicked the tactics of thieves and bandits.
"They're coming. The bastards!"
True to their monstrous nature, they moved in packs.
"Kiee!"
At the goblins' appearance, the blue-haired woman surged forward with killing intent. Even standing beside her, I could feel the sheer weight of her presence.
—Shing! Ting! Ting! Ting!
In an instant she drew her sword, deflecting every poisoned needle flying from the trees, then fixed her gaze ahead.
"""Kieee!!"""
The goblins let out their grotesque cries and signaled the start of battle. Wielding crude weapons, they charged in a mob. There were dozens of them, yet none could match the blue-haired woman.
—Slash! Splatter!
Only goblin blood sprayed and severed limbs flew through the air.
"It's over."
She flicked her robe lightly.
She's strong...
I hadn't done a single thing in the fight. Before I could even swing my sword, she had already finished them all. While she charged ahead without fear, swinging her blade, I could only stand there dazed.
"Heh... Too easy."
Her sword traced smooth, sharp arcs. Some goblins died before they even realized how fast and powerful her strikes were.
"What do you think?"
"You're incredibly strong."
"This isn't even a warm-up. Let's go deeper."
"..."
From the way she moved, it was obvious she had swung her sword countless times in training. Her skill explained her confidence. Following her relaxed stride, we ventured further in.
"Looks like the farmer wasn't the only victim."
A small campfire remained, surrounded by countless nameless skeletons.
"And this time we've hooked a big one."
"...!"
—Thud... thud...
The ground trembled from the direction of the campfire.
"Kiii..."
A single monster appeared. It was a massive goblin with a huge, bloated belly—larger than me.
"That's..."
"A Goblin Mother. I never expected one this close to the village. Heh..."
The blue-haired woman looked genuinely pleased at the sight of the Goblin Mother.
"A worthy opponent. Don't interfere!"
"..."
She had said the regular goblins weren't even a warm-up. Now she rushed forward alone, brimming with excitement.
—Shing...
A clean slash rang out.
"Huh...? It blocked my sword?"
The Goblin Mother had stopped her strike with nothing but a wooden club and sent her flying back to her original spot.
"This... kihi..."
Unlike the other goblins that only screamed, the Mother stared at her with wild, calculating eyes and hurled the club.
—Whoosh!
"Whoa!"
Caught off guard by the sudden projectile, she raised her sword.
—Clang!!
Her stance was unstable, and the sword was knocked from her hands.
"Ah!"
The Goblin Mother was vicious. It knew that without her sword, the blue-haired woman could still fight with her fists—but it wasn't going to give her the chance.
"Damn goblin!"
As she tried to retrieve her weapon, the Mother gave her no time.
—Whoosh!! Boom!!
It charged like a tiger and slammed both arms down, preventing her from picking up the sword. A shockwave erupted, extinguishing the nearby campfire.
"What kind of power...!"
Even the blue-haired woman, who had barely dodged, looked shaken.
Watching her panic, I realized: if I left her like this, she would die. And then it would be my turn.
—Shing!
I drew my sword from where it lay. After seeing the Mother's strength, I had no confidence in close combat. I immediately understood my role. Damage dealer? Tank? No... I was the aggro puller. If I could buy her enough time to retrieve her sword and catch her breath, that would be enough.
I grabbed a nearby rock and threw it with all my strength.
—Whizz! Thud...!
It would have cracked an ordinary person's skull, but the Goblin Mother's hide and muscles didn't even flinch.
That's no goblin. That's an elephant.
Realizing it was useless, I charged at the Goblin Mother with my sword, intending to use it properly.
—Whoosh!
Ignoring me completely, the Mother focused only on the blue-haired woman. I drove my blade into its back.
—Slash!
"Kiii...?"
The moment the sharp edge touched its back, the Mother reacted instantly.
Its reflexes are insane...!
I couldn't afford to be greedy for a deep cut.
—Drip...
Only a shallow gash appeared, with a trickle of blood that quickly stopped.
"Nice work, black-haired guy!"
The blue-haired woman used that brief opening to grab her sword and thrust.
—Crunch!
"Kek...!"
Her blade pierced straight through the Goblin Mother's throat.
"Kek! Kiki! Keck!"
—Thud! Thud! Thud! Crash!
With the sword still embedded in its neck, the Mother went berserk, flailing wildly and pounding the ground in its death throes.
—Thud!
"Kuh!"
As the blue-haired woman tried to pull her sword free, one of the wild swings caught her. She was struck in the abdomen and sent flying, rolling across the ground.
"!!"
I sprinted over and laid her down, pushing aside her robe.
"Hah... hah... hah... hck..."
"Your armor...!"
The breastplate was visibly caved in from a single punch. She couldn't breathe because of the dented armor.
—Thud! Thud!
The Mother was still rampaging, but the fatal wound in its neck prevented it from pursuing us. I focused on removing her armor as quickly as possible.
"Cough!"
"Damn it...!"
She coughed up blood and tears, clearly having broken something.
"R... run... ugh..."
"The Mother will die from blood loss soon! Just focus on yourself!"
"Hic... ugh..."
The blue-haired woman smiled faintly despite everything.
"I... got greedy... cough..."
"No. You won. The greed was the goblin's."
"Really...? Ugh... Thank goodness... ngh..."
"Ah..."
The blue-haired woman lost consciousness.
"Stay with me! Damn it!"
If I left her like this, she would die. I could just walk away. Surviving alone would be enough. But that felt too selfish.
"Excuse me..."
I was going to try everything to save her. Searching her belongings for anything useful, I found a glass vial filled with red liquid in her thigh pouch.
"Found it!"
I didn't know exactly what it was, but I remembered guild adventurers always carried one or two.
Probably a healing potion.
I uncorked it and poured it into her mouth, then forced the dented armor open and splashed the rest over her crushed ribs.
"Live! Please live!"
"Hng... hng... ugh..."
It had some effect. Her breathing, though faint, steadied slightly. But one potion wasn't enough.
Damn it, I'll try anything!
I couldn't let her die. If she hadn't taken the lead against the Mother, I would be the one crushed right now. No matter how female-dominated this world was, I was still a man. I wasn't the kind of trash who would abandon a woman who sacrificed herself for me.
I stripped the blue-haired woman completely and caressed her breasts and lower body. After meeting Helga and taking on the sleeping commission, I had learned something: women enjoyed my touch. It wasn't just pleasure—it seemed to relieve their irritation, anger, and nervous stress. The next day, they were always in peak condition, both mentally and physically.
I had a vague idea. Sleeping with me healed their bodies.
So I caressed the unconscious blue-haired woman.
"Hng... ah... mmm..."
After touching her for a while, her pained moans gradually turned into sounds of arousal. With her consciousness gone, only instinct remained, showing she was becoming excited.
"It's working..."
I stimulated her more gently, avoiding the crushed areas.
"Hngh... ah... hng...!"
Fortunately, her breathing improved significantly. But caresses alone wouldn't fix her broken ribs.
"So this is the limit of potions and touching..."
She would survive, but she would likely be left with permanent damage.
—Thud...!
"..."
At the sound of impact, I turned my head. The Goblin Mother had finally died.
Looking at the fallen Mother, I made my decision.
"If caresses work... then sex will work even better."
I would try everything. I lowered my pants and looked at the nameless woman.
—Squelch...
"Hng~"
We had a precarious union.
Agility has increased by 20.
You have learned Noble Swordsmanship.
"..."
Once the sex therapy ended, a voice echoed in my ears—not only about stats, but also about acquiring a skill.
Agility by 20... and Noble Swordsmanship on top of that... Why?
I wondered what could possibly grant me such massive stat increases and a swordsmanship skill.
Maybe the more they recover through sex, the more stats and abilities I receive...
That was the only explanation that came to mind in the moment.
"Hng... ah... huh...? Where...?"
"You're awake."
After I put my pants back on, the blue-haired woman began to stir.
"I..."
"I treated you with the potion you had... I don't know if that was enough, but..."
"...I'm fine now."
The blue-haired woman ran her hands over her body, especially tapping the ribs that had been struck by the Mother, then nodded.
"I'm glad you're alive."
"Did you really think I'd die from something like that? Absolutely not. Hehe."
"Yeah... That suits you."
I cleared my throat, recalling what had just happened.
...
"Hng... hngh... haah... ah..."
Even while unconscious, she moaned as if awake, tightening around me.
"Kuh...!"
Driven by the desire to save her, I became fully aroused and eventually released inside her.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
The unconscious blue-haired woman trembled and twitched. At the same time, her crushed ribs visibly returned to their original state.
In that moment, it became clear: sleeping with a woman could heal even shattered injuries.
"Aah... ah..."
Still moaning, she looked at me with unfocused eyes and raised both arms. Even though the treatment was finished, I entered her embrace and thrust several more times.
...
"...Do you remember anything?"
"Huh? Ah, I remember everything."
It seemed she hadn't actually lost consciousness after all.
"..."
"The memory of piercing the Goblin Mother's throat...! I really am amazing!"
"I see..."
Fortunately, she didn't seem to remember what happened between us.
"Wait... Why am I completely naked?! And why is it wet down there?!"
"I poured the potion on your chest... And they say people lose control of their bowels and bladder right before death..."
"Eek! What kind of nonsense is that?!"
I witnessed the blue-haired woman's lightning-fast redressing speed firsthand.
"Ugh... Disgusting."
She frowned and followed me.
"A Goblin Mother this strong must have some good loot."
"Heh, I wonder if that's true?"
The blue-haired woman answered while pulling her sword from the Mother's neck. Behind the extinguished campfire, we spotted the Goblin Mother's footprints.
"Let's see who's right."
"Sounds good."
We followed the tracks and soon came upon a small cave.
"Oh! There's so much stuff!"
The cave was filled with all the spoils the Goblin Mother had collected.