Chapter 64: Infiltration

The fight was over in less than thirty minutes, with the flanking groups attacking from the sides, along with Sasha flanking from the mountain. The armoured goblins and hobgoblins sent by Osir were no match for the archers and fighters trained by Sasha and Kyle.

Kyle himself had exhausted all his ammo, though he could easily form new pellets back at the goblin den. The arctech handgun was a simple contraption that accelerated projectiles, so there was no need for any complicated bullet production.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

He breathed deeply as he calmed himself down, stepping over the drying pools of blood and corpses that were strewn all over the forest. Kyle had lost count of how many goblins he had killed, simply fighting wildly with all his strength.

[SYSTEM MESSAGE]

Title Obtained

[Goblin Killer (Intermediate)]

Goblins tremble at the sound of your name

+20 STR, +10 DEX, +4 VIT, +20% damage to goblin-type enemies

[SYSTEM MESSAGE]

Level Up!

Level 16 ---> Level 20

[Stats Increase]

All Stats Increase

Bonus Free Points Granted

[SYSTEM MESSAGE]

Sub-Class Announcement

[Sub-Class Upgrade (Level 20)]

Congratulations, sub-classes will be unlocked now

Please wait

Kyle dismissed the holographic system message from his field of view, deciding to deal with it later. Right now, he marched up to the leader of the attacking force, who was tied up and kneeling on the ground along with the rest of the goblins who surrendered, its mouth bleeding profusely as a few of its sharp yellow teeth were scattered on the floor. Sasha grabbed its head, lifting it up to face Kyle.

Kyle motioned for another goblin to perform the interpretation, interrogating the leader. “How many warriors are left in your territory?”

The leader grinned through bloodied gums.

“A thousand warriors.... Interesting.” Kyle contemplated his options. “Sasha, get Gulak here immediately, along with fifty baskets of food. Take them from the storage.”

Kyle spun as he ordered the remaining warriors. “The rest of you, pick up the equipment and wear it.”

The warriors glanced at each other before it finally caught on as to what Kyle wanted to do. They quickly spread out across the battlefield, picking apart the broken equipment and wearing them wholesale.

The leader of the attacking force was stunned, watching the wide-scale battlefield salvage operation happening as Sasha sprinted off to fetch Gulak.

Bresir tapped his crossed arms slowly, silently overlooking the city where remnants of burning houses and huts still sent smoke spiralling through the air like black pillars of heaven. It’s been a full cycle since Osir had delegated Bresir as the head general in charge of the newly formed army.

He was a hobgoblin, much larger and stronger than a normal goblin – closer to the average build of a human. This allowed him to wear the human knight armour stolen from years ago, making him look like a proper armoured general.

The market square that used to trade in food and forage was stripped down to form a large parade square, where thousands of goblins were queuing up for their strictly controlled rations.

Bresir felt a slight tremble on his feet, glancing down to notice the goblin merchant that he was stepping out trying to squirm, the merchant’s arms shaking violently as he tried to support himself on all fours.

Bresir stomped on the back of the merchant, breaking his spine and causing the merchant to squirm on the floor in pain.

He bent down to grab the goblin merchant by the neck, lifting him high above and causing his short legs to dangle wildly as the merchant kicked the air in response.

He slammed the merchant onto the ground, knocking him out.

Two rebel warriors complied, dragging the merchant off as Bresir continued to observe the area. There were still small pockets of resistance; loyal knights of the former king holed up in caves along the slopes of the valley. Battles were still erupting as some refused to fall under the new system.

What is Osir doing? Bresir wondered. The new Goblin King had taken all his best troops and holed themselves up in the palace. Some rumours among the rebels were saying that Osir was simply taking over to enjoy the luxuries of the palace, forgetting about the people. Bresir did not want to believe it, but he couldn’t help thinking that there was a modicum of truth to it.

Suddenly a loud clamour erupted from the queue of goblins waiting for their food rations. Two goblins were rolling and tumbling on the ground, embroiled in a scuffle as the maggots in their bowls were thrown high up into the air.

The queue of goblins immediately broke formation as the nearest goblins lunged for the maggots on the ground, stuffing the soil and maggots into their mouth while the fighting spread, encompassing nearly more than a hundred goblins.

Bresir grunted, immediately rushing down with a squad of rebel soldiers to disperse the crowd.

Bresir yelled, moving forward with the rebel soldiers and shoving the brawl’s participants apart. The soldiers grabbed each of them and dragged them out before restraining them with twine and rope.

Bresir forced his way into the middle of the brawl before bellowing out in a roar.

The shout stunned the participants, allowing the soldiers to act quickly. More and more rebel soldiers entered the fray, reducing the number of rioters and fighters punching each other or scrambling for maggots.

Some of the goblins were heavily injured, moaning as they lay on the ground. Bresir laid eyes on the original culprit, who was still fighting and swinging wildly.

Race Human Class Crime Lord Sub-Class ??? STR 117(+44)(+0)(+0) DEX 128(+52)(+3)(+0) INT 106(+55)(+3)(+0) VIT 81(+4)(+5)(+0) CHA 21(+10)(+1)(+0) Free Points 25 [EQUIPMENT] [SKILLS] [Intimidation Aura (Basic)]: Control those who oppose you with fear. [Penchant for Violence (Basic)]: A good crime lord must be fluent in the language of the underworld [This is My Turf (Basic)]: No one gets close to you without your word.

[Designate Follower (Basic)]: Can’t be a crime lord without underlings

Marks any sapient being as a follower, enabling telepathic communication. Stat increase for each follower within five hundred meters. Limit of one follower now.

[TITLES] [Former Crime Lord]

A bigshot in your previous life, so much for that, huh?

+10 INT, +10 CHA

[Martial Arts Training]

The best things between you and death are your fists

+10 STR, +10 DEX

[Murderer]

Everyone has to start somewhere

+2 STR, +10% Increased Damage to Humans

[Usurper (Basic)]

So, climbing the ranks huh?

+5 STR, +3 DEX, + 10% damage to those of higher authority

[Potion Inspector (Intermediate)]

It seems that you are somewhat of a scientist yourself.

+10 INT, Increased description of potions examined.

[Potion Crafter (Intermediate)]

This title was supposed to be handed on successful potions, but the failures are pretty hard to watch.

+10 INT, Increased description of potions examined, +10% chance to craft an intermediate potion when using basic materials. 5% increased chance of discovering basic potion recipes per attempt, stacking. Resets on discovery.

[Healer (Basic)]

This doesn’t seem like the right way to use healing...

+5 INT, +10% healing effectiveness

[Martial Arts Instructor (Basic)]

With great power comes great muscular bodies.

+5 STR, +3 DEX, +10% teaching effectiveness

[Arcia Engraver (Intermediate)]

Carving away like a madman is a good way to move up in the world

+10 INT, +6 DEX, +20% chance at improving quality of final Arctech Equipment.

[Torturer]

Pain is the best language to get someone talking.

+5 INT, +2 STR, +2 DEX, + 10% torture effectiveness.

[Tracker (Basic)]

Helps when those keys are always misplaced.

+5 DEX, +25% Increased Vision and Hearing Range.

[Goblin Observer (Intermediate)]

Entering the den of a goblin tribe alone is quite a feat

+10 DEX, +50% success at learning goblin language.

[Goblin Killer (Intermediate)]

Goblins tremble at the sound of your name

+20 STR, +10 DEX, +4 VIT, +20% damage to goblin-type enemies.

[Arctech Gunsmith (Basic)]

Death handcrafted and delivered at high speeds.

+5 INT, +3 DEX, +10% chance to craft an intermediate pistol when assembling.