Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Goblin Den Rescue
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They looked like kittens.
"Even with regular cleanups, this shit keeps happening."
There was no sense of heroic duty like back in my hero days. I was just casually patrolling and tidying up around the village.
Keruk! Keruk!
But the goblins were persistent. No matter how many I killed, I couldn't wipe out the species entirely.
They kept popping up from somewhere and breeding again.
"Where'd they kidnap these women from this time?"
The abducted men were already dead. Age didn't matter—they'd all been torn apart and eaten by goblins.
"......"
Among the mountain of bone fragments were some small ones. Clearly children's bones at a glance.
I scratched my head furiously. It wasn't my responsibility.
It was just the natural ecosystem—eat or be eaten. Still, guilt crept in unbidden.
Could I have saved them if I'd tried harder? And if I did try harder, just how hard would "harder" have to be?
"Father, it's impossible to save every human. You know that better than anyone."
"Yeah, you're right."
I could shatter mountains and cleave the sky. Even with that power, there were limits to saving people.
I only had two arms and two legs, after all.
"The key is to rescue the people right here as quickly as possible. The ones we can reach. Especially Jenny. We need to check on her safety first."
"Makes sense."
Charlotte's words snapped me out of it. I wrapped my kitchen knife in aura blade.
'This world's always making me think depressing thoughts.'
Maybe it was the worldview where people died left and right. My brain felt tinged gray.
I shook my head to dispel the negativity and swung the knife.
To save Jenny even a second sooner.
Kwaang-!
Olivia fired a fireball. It was like an airstrike—the explosion was massive.
I worried she'd kill innocent people in the crossfire.
Kek, Kep!
Goblins poured out in droves. They clutched weapons, glared with bulging eyes, and charged.
"Unit 1's popular as ever."
The goblins rushed the Unit 1s with raging erections. Even as Charlotte's sword bisected them, they didn't stop.
"Those vermin's dicks are bigger than yours, Dyke."
"......"
She blasted fireballs everywhere but still had time to glance between my crotch and the goblins', giggling.
'Of course goblin dicks are bigger. It's an NTR Tsukuru game world.'
I rationalized it inwardly, but it wasn't enough. I couldn't stop the crack in my pride. It stung.
"Die, you bastards!"
Not a shred of mercy left in my swings as I cleaved goblins.
The goblins in the cave rushed out en masse. They grabbed their weapons to fight the intruders.
The breeding chamber emptied.
Thanks to that, the women who'd been relentlessly raped got a moment to catch their breath.
Most had lost their minds after repeated breeding and births, so it didn't mean much.
"Ugh... kuh..."
Victorica, a female warrior from the nearby mercenary guild who'd taken a goblin extermination quest. This was her once-in-a-lifetime chance.
She forced her aching body to move, checking her condition. She had to escape somehow.
'This is bad.'
Goblins were cunning. They knew exactly how to neutralize captured females.
It was ingrained in their instincts.
Victorica couldn't walk on her own right now. Her Achilles tendons were severed; standing was impossible.
If she had time for a potion to heal, maybe. But she couldn't flee like this.
'No way. I can't die here like this!'
She gritted her teeth. She had unfinished business outside.
Revenge on the bastards who'd abandoned her and fled.
'You fuckers!'
She'd thought registering with the mercenary guild meant dealing with trustworthy silvers at least.
Wrong. Reality was a jungle where no one could be trusted.
'I'll survive somehow! And kill them with my own hands!'
She barely lifted her head and looked around.
"Ptoo!"
She spat out the goblin cum and pubes lingering in her mouth. Then slammed her wooden shackles against the floor, shattering them.
They'd crippled her legs but left her arms usable. Ironic, but there was a reason.
Victorica knew it. She'd seen it with her own eyes.
Kieak, Kieeak-!
A woman cradling a goblin infant, letting it suckle. Her eyes were unfocused.
Her ankles were already mangled.
Even if she escaped, she'd never walk again. No potion or priest's holy spell could fix that.
It was beyond repair.
'I'm still okay.'
Unable to walk didn't mean immobile. She could crawl on her knees.
Quadrupedal locomotion, literally.
"Ngh...!"
Victorica hurried, checking her ankles as she went. They dragged painfully with each movement.
"...Pl, please... help..."
She wasn't alone in the breeding chamber. Other women hadn't lost their sanity yet.
Those captured before her.
Women kidnapped a month ago were mostly goners, but some from the past week were hanging on.
Strong women. With monstrous mental fortitude.
"...Please..."
They clung to life despite their ruined bodies. But they couldn't move.
A week of nothing but goblin cum and scant water—it was expected.
Escape with these wrecks?
Foolish. Victorica was cold-blooded about it.
She ignored their dying pleas and slipped out of the breeding chamber. She pushed with all her might to escape the goblin village before the commotion outside ended.
Yellow goblin cum dripped from her pussy. Just five minutes ago, one had been pounding her.
"Waaah... Mommy..."
As she crawled, knee-scraping the floor, she heard a child's cry. Not a newborn's wail.
A young girl's sobs.
'Once that girl hits puberty, the goblins will drag her to the breeding chamber.'
Victorica's mind conjured the girl's future, trapped somewhere in the ant-hill cave. She didn't want to imagine it, but her brain replayed it anyway.
She clenched her teeth and hurried. She crawled swiftly across the damp cave floor.
Forgetting the ankle pain, she followed the cries.
And found them. Children too young for motherhood, just imprisoned by the goblins.
A crudely made wooden cage. No fancy lock.
She just needed to be tall enough.
Victorica struggled to her feet, balancing on her knees.
A bit shorter than an adult goblin.
'Thanks, Mom and Dad.'
She'd always been big for her age. Village boys teased her for not being girly enough.
She'd punch them, but beating boys didn't make her one of the girls.
Why was she the only big one? Unfair.
She'd resented her parents plenty.
Not today. She was grateful for their genes.
She reached out. Even on her knees, her arms were long—the goblins hadn't cut them off.
"Come on out!"
She shoved the latch open and urged the kids.
Frustrating—they wouldn't budge even with the door open.
"I know it's scary. But we have to move."
She'd abandoned fleeing solo. Once she decided to save them, she had to take them all.
"Hurry!"
"...Th, the goddess told us to stay put..."
A girl approached the shouting Victorica. Jenny.
Jenny had been obediently following the voice in her head.
"Goddess? She told you to stay still in this mess?"
"...Doesn't seem like the real goddess... B, but she told me to stay put..."
"This is our only shot—goblins are all outside. If the monsters come back, we're done!"
Victorica egged on Jenny.
"You all wanna die?!"
She yelled at the unfamiliar kids. Her voice cracked with emotion, on the verge of tears.
Memories she didn't want to recall.
Three years ago, she'd lost her little sister to goblins.
"O, okay..."
"Don't cry, big sis."
The kids started following her earnest shout. Jenny especially took the lead.
"The goddess is mad. She's asking why we're moving. Feels like she's watching us."
"No way."
"She says she'll show us the way. This way."
Victorica didn't believe Jenny at first, but soon had to. Jenny nailed the path like a pro.
'Light!'
Ant-hill cave. Light at the end.
Victorica led the kids out—and faced the razed goblin village.
Someone approached.
A robed woman strode up and grabbed Jenny by the hair. Before Victorica could intervene.
"Didn't I tell you to wait quietly?"
"Aaaah, it hurts...! Hurts...!"
Should she stop her? Paralyzed by the mage's presence, she hesitated.
"Heal."
A white-haired short bob woman approached and cast a holy spell on Victorica.
Her bloodied knees and shredded ankles healed instantly.
Holy magic on another level. The highest priest she'd ever seen.
Her jaw dropped.
"Don't worry. You're safe now."
The white-haired priest checked the girls, healing the injured and blessing the rest.
And handing out food.
Bread, jerky, water. The kids devoured what she gave.
Victorica salivated watching. She swallowed hard. Kidnapped yesterday—full day without real food.
Just goblin cum.
Gurgle-.
Her stomach was empty. Normal food was torture.
But none for her.
Not enough even for the starving kids. They hadn't brought much, not expecting a full goblin stronghold.
'At least I'm alive.'
Fine without immediate relief. Way better than being trapped, bred, dreaming vain hopes.
As Victorica sighed in relief.
A man strolled up, drenched in blood. Solo fighter?
"Looks like people inside."
The women looked at him.
The overwhelming mage, the transcendent priest—both perked up at his words. Their faces lit with anticipation.
'He's the party leader.'
Like kittens awaiting their owner's command. That's how it looked to clueless Victorica.
"People... inside?"
He asked Victorica, kneeling. She nodded.
The women she'd abandoned.
Guilt hit late.
"It's okay."
"......"
"Couldn't be helped."
He comforted her like he knew it all. Normally, she'd snap "What do you know?" playing tough.
Not now.
She'd hit rock bottom in the worst way.
Three years ago, those who'd ditched her sister—she'd done the same.
"Olivia Unit 1, can't you magic up some water? Something like a field shower would be nice."
"Am I your servant? Gotta do whatever you say?"
As Victorica wallowed in self-loathing, on the verge of tears, the man and mage bickered right in front of her.
Like they refused her negativity.
It pulled her from the gloom.
"Just asking. Why the freakout?"
He headed into the cave to rescue the survivors.
"Create Water. Create Wood. Wind Cutter. Charlotte, plant these here."
He vanished.
Olivia Unit 1 hustled, building a shower stall.
Magic wood for the frame, tent from subspace for the roof...
She'd griped at him before, but executed perfectly.
He emerged with the women. A fine setup awaited outside.
"Wash up before heading back to the village. Your families would break seeing you like that."
Victorica finally checked herself. Goblin cum crusted everywhere—ghastly.