Chapter 48: How to Fight in a Different World (2)

Low grunts and whistles echoed in a turbulent cacophony as the files of goblins busied themselves with different tasks. Some of them fanned the hobgoblin leader while others prepared the meals for the night, which was nothing but dried up, rotting rounds of raw flesh.

A pair of goblins holding a large boar skewered into a stick on their shoulders moved closer to the flames when.

"Grah!"

"Kukk!"

The two of them fell to the ground and the boar tumbled over. Two large holes were lodged inside their head, but no weapon came in sight.

All the other goblins stopped and stared in alert as the dead boar rolled down the incline and crashed against one of the makeshift tents lined around.

"Kieek?!"

"Kieek! Kieeek!"

The monsters screamed.

Enemy.

An enemy was around.

They rushed to grab their stakes and clubs as the goblins gathered in a circle. The hobgoblin smacked its hands on its chair and screamed at them to look around.