Chapter 811 Turnaround

Chapter 811 Turnaround

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The pain instantly awakened Robin to the fact that she'd overstayed her welcome, but she also knew that her team couldn't worry about losing her at this point. "I-I'm fine, don't worry!"

'Neither of us invested in the 'Strength' stat, so Emilia also has the same base HP as myself... and more than half of it is gone with just that one stab...?' The tomboy couldn't help but be flabbergasted. 'Just how does she handle tanking for us like this?!'

"Die, bitch!"

Robin hurriedly dodged the spiked staff of the giant goblin mage, as well as the follow-up stab from the goblin elite, but she knew that she couldn't afford to stay where she was.

'I either have to make my way out on my own through their attacks, or... move closer and rely on Emilia to pull their aggro.'

Robin didn't have much time to think it through, and in just a split second, she subconsciously made the decision before she even realized it.

The [Challenger's Charm] once again spread through the area, and even as Robin stepped into the attack range of multiple elite goblins, none of them bothered turning around to kill her.

Even the furious giant goblin mage now had his eyes locked on to the crimson-haired elf, and no longer seemed to remember how much he'd suffered from her ambush.

Robin couldn't help but smile wryly. 'Looking at this effect... her skill is really amazing, huh?'

Of course, what really amazed her more was the fact that she subconsciously decided to put Emilia in 'more danger' even if she could have avoided it. But Robin knew that it wasn't because she cared more about herself. In fact, it was quite the opposite.

Maybe, deep down, she already trusted more in Emilia's ability than she did her own, which was a possibility that Robin would never have thought possible just a few months ago.

The first time she met the girl, all Robin had felt was that she'd be an endless source of unnecessary trouble. From being that indifferent to liking and admiring her, to now trusting her at this level...

The tomboy couldn't help but sigh. 'I'm in a lot of trouble, huh?'

"Focus, Robin!"

A clear and sweet voice pierced through everything, and finally awakened Robin from her momentary daze. 'Fuck! What the hell am I doing?!'

Emilia no longer struggled as much defending herself after the number of elite goblins around her was shaved off significantly, and the giant goblin warrior soon became the one who was forced to just passively defend.

'The boss did say we won't really die if we lose, but... I can't believe it! How can I lose like this?!'

Although he followed the commands of his king, for everything else within the dungeon, he was a superior being. Losing to those he'd always considered 'prey' was simply far too humiliating.

Just as the accumulating poison damage and the hopelessly deteriorating situation were about to drive him to a despairing death, however...

"Emilia, watch out!"

The warning from Crystal came just in time for Emilia to barely dodge out of the way of a giant black mass. And it was only when it slammed into the distant wall with a resounding BOOM that she was able to tell what exactly it was.

'The giant gate to the boss room?!'

The crimson-haired girl frowned, and as she turned around, Emilia realized that her guess was right. 'That thing really showed up before its time, huh...'

The flying 'door' had killed a few goblin elites when it flew over, and the rest had also stopped attacking her as if they'd been paralyzed with fear.

"You... have made me wait long enough...!" The giant 'goblin' that lumbered over chuckled. "But no more, no more!"

Thick, slimy globs of saliva dripped down from his mouth as the giant exposed his dagger-like teeth with a grin, and extended his forked tongue like a snake.

Crystal and the others couldn't help but shudder in disgust.

Despite being the 'Goblin King', the boss looked more like an ogre, with his squished nose and somewhat pale skin, though it was still green. His eyes, however, were just as greedy and vicious as the others of his kind.

The only remaining 'mini boss' goblin bowed as he stepped back in retreat, not daring to speak a word or even greet his 'king'.

Although he wasn't 'frozen' like the other goblins, he wasn't stupid enough to get in between his boss and his 'meal'. As his 'second in command', the warrior knew very well the consequences of those who disturbed his king while he was hunting prey.

"Come, come... let me taste your soft flesh!"

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