49 49. Western kingdom.txt (2/2)

He was almost crushed by the unbelievable sight, but then a thought occurred to him.

'They could be High Goblins or Goblin Lords. If it's either of them, it's no wonder they're hanging out with ogres!

High goblins are the upper-ranking species of goblins, and goblin lords are the upper-ranking species as well.

Although their appearance is difficult for humans to discern, their strength differs greatly, to the point where ten goblins and one high goblin are said to be equal in strength.

The Goblin Lords are said to be evenly matched with five or six high goblins, so it's probably the high goblins that are fighting with their subordinates.

(You useless bastards!　(You can't even tell the difference between a goblin and a high goblin!

Anton cursed in his brain at the soldier who had contacted him to shelve himself.

If he knew it was a high goblin, he would have brought about fifty soldiers with him.

Even if the high goblins were a strong enemy, if it was four against one or five against one, they would have won without a problem.

The current situation isn't much better.

The Ogre is looking at him with a grin because they think they have the advantage.

(Geez!)

This was a hunch, and Anton was angry.

The feeling of being a lowly ogre with no other option but to be powerful, dominated his entire body.

Still, he quickly repressed his rage and tried to keep his cool.

There was no way a man who acted on his emotions could be the captain of the city's garrison.

It was a quiet position because it was a peaceful place, and it was a position that any nobleman would be able to become, but Anton, a proud royal citizen, did not approve of it.

''Hold on until I defeat the ogre!

If everyone's movements are blocked, there is no way to call for backup.

The most realistic option would be for Anton to defeat the ogre and help his men.

'Ta, captain ......'

His men, instead of being inspired by his words, are completely outnumbered.

''You guys are still the kingdom's defenders!

Anton was angry, but it was an absurd accusation for his men.

Those who would be the guards of a peaceful place are all those who are looking for pay and have no high morale or ability, and there is no one who can win against high goblins.

Those who have the motivation and ability will go to the Flower Royal Capital or go to areas where demons occur more frequently for merit.

If one of them is killed, the high goblins will go to join their friends and slash them from behind.

If the high goblins were to attack from behind when they were struggling, there would be no hope for them, and one by one they would be killed.

''My, my, my, you useless bastards!

Anton didn't mourn the death of his men, but showed his anger at the useless tools.

He was confident if he was one-on-one with the Ogre, but if he was fighting the High Goblins at the same time, he had zero chance of winning.

If you turn your hateful gaze on the ogre, you'll get a generous smile.

Apparently, he believes that he has won or lost.

(I'll make you regret that leeway!)

Anton takes out a certain tubular magic tool from his pocket.

With his mouth pointing upwards, he pressed a button on the side, and a red line stretched out towards the sky and spread out in a circle with a loud sound.

It is a magic tool that is used to notify the surroundings that a formidable monster has appeared.

'If you see this, rescue will come. Knights stronger than me will also come. Your fate is over.''

His face was distorted in an indescribable way.

His expression was a combination of anger and hatred at the end of his life and joy at being able to return the favor in a small way.

'Suck it up, pigs!'

Anton leapt at the ogre, proud of his victory, even though he was doomed.

He tried to defend his honor by at least defeating the ogre.

But the ogre easily stopped the attack again, and the high goblins thrust their swords at you from diagonally behind on either side.

...... After this, the ogre and the high goblins were defeated by the rushing troops, but the information was kept under wraps.

It was an unbearable humiliation for the upper echelons of the kingdom to have the captain of one city's garrison killed by the ogres and goblins.

They hid the truth for their own good.