noveltune Chapter 1 Gub is a good goblin
Chapter 1 Gub is a good goblin
The goblin's philosophy of life is as follows:
If you can't beat them, run away.
If you can't run away, then fight.
What to do if you can neither fight back nor escape?
"Gub is a good goblin, don't hurt Gub! Gub isn't with them!"
The little green-skinned, pointy-eared creature raised its hands, tears streaming down its face, and begged the half-elf in front of it for mercy.
The half-elf wizard looked at the little goblin in front of him with a mixture of disdain and suspicion.
What he didn't realize was that Gebu's eyes never left the "treasure" in his arms.
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When Geb first transmigrated into the body of a goblin, he couldn't accept it.
He was a college student with a bright future, but after crossing the road, all he saw were high beams and dump trucks, and his vision went from white to black.
boom!
When I open my eyes again, I'll be reincarnated as a goblin?! Or will I start as a baby?
Over a period of more than a decade, he experienced the entire process of a goblin's life, from birth to becoming a beast.
Goblins are social creatures; every goblin is part of a tribe from birth.
Gebu didn't know who his parents were; he only knew that he was a little kid from the "Broken Tooth Tribe." His number was "Little Seven."
This is ironic, because his name before he transmigrated was Xiao Qi. Is the god of fate playing a pun?
Every time he hears someone call him "Xiao Qi," he feels secretly sad.
I was once a person too...
Even if I become a goblin, I have to survive. I have to integrate into the tribe and fight with all my might to survive. Even if it means abandoning my humanity a little bit.
Question goblins, understand goblins, become a goblin.
When he grew up and joined the hunting team, Xiao Qi gave himself a new name:
Gebbu. Goblin Gebbu, rhyming.
He hunted regularly and occasionally robbed. Over time, Gebu became a qualified goblin scout, and his behavior became more and more like that of a goblin, while his human memories faded... If it weren't for what happened today, he might have truly gone down the path of becoming a goblin and never looked back.
Originally, Gebu's team didn't come out to rob people today.
They just wanted to take advantage of the autumn harvest season to steal some food from human villages on the edge of the forest: barley, cured meat, cheese... and if they were lucky, they might even get some mead.
Ah, just thinking about that sweet taste, flowing into my stomach, soft and warm...
Pair it with a fragrant, sizzling piece of grilled meat... take a bite...
Barbecue... barbecue... wait, where's that barbecue smell coming from?
Geb's little nose twitched. Following the direction of the smell, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at his goblin companions beside him, whose charred corpses emitted a pungent aroma of meat.
Grilled goblin.
vomit!
Sigh, it's all their fault for being too impulsive!
This thin, unarmed half-elf trudged along, panting heavily. He clutched his belly, his robes bulging—clearly, he possessed treasure!
Goblins are notorious for bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Seeing this easy prey delivered to their doorstep, they lowered their guard and charged straight in.
Magnubier above! Gebu had never seen such powerful magic before. The half-elf flicked his fingers without batting an eye, and seven of his kin were swallowed up by the fireball.
The most terrifying thing was that when the firelight died down, the half-elf himself was completely unharmed!
This world has magic!!! Geb was startled, and his human memories instantly awakened.
Having spent too much time in the goblin tribe, sleeping in mud pits every day, and living among hyena dung and flies, I've become more and more like a goblin, both physically and mentally...
I almost forgot that this is a fantasy world. Since goblins exist, magic can also exist, and there can be magic that can turn me back into a human.
Maybe I can get rid of this goblin body!
However, these are things to consider later... Right now, he is facing imminent annihilation—the half-elf wizard is looking at him, his hands still emitting gray smoke.
"Gub isn't with them... You see, Gub has no weapons. Gub is a good goblin..."
"Shut up..." the half-elf said weakly, glancing nervously around to make sure there were no other enemies on the forest path. His furrowed brow relaxed slightly. The man looked at the little creature before him with disdain and muttered:
"...Hmph, by Ogmar's head, I've actually been reduced to negotiating with goblins..."
Negotiate? This guy won't kill me? There's hope! Gebu was overjoyed, but still maintained a submissive expression on his face.
Survival is the most important thing. Having been a goblin for over a decade, he knew that nobody in this world respected them, not even other goblins.
Being looked down upon by others is a resource that can be utilized.
A gentleman takes revenge even if it takes ten minutes.
The fact that this guy didn't kill me means he wants me to do something... but what use is a little goblin to him?
The half-elf wizard already looked somewhat weak, and casting the "Great Fireball" had made him even more exhausted. He had heavy dark circles under his eyes, his mind tense, and he looked around suspiciously.
Even so, he didn't forget to tightly clutch his stomach, protecting what was hidden inside.
Geb's eyes shifted to the man's abdomen. A corner of a golden book was visible.
A wizard's treasured book... a spellbook?!
The little goblin's animalistic side immediately became excited: Big baby!
Xiao Qi's human side also became excited: He could learn magic! He could turn back into a human!
The half-elf's weak voice interrupted Geb's thoughts.
"Hey, goblin, is there an abandoned cave nearby...?" The half-elf raised his hand, clenching his fist and threateningly pointing at Gob.
"An unclaimed cave, Gebu knows about unclaimed caves!"
"Take me there, you little bastard! Don't try anything funny, or I'll burn you alive!"
"Little beast? Half-elf, so what? Mongrel dogs are the loudest barkers." Geb thought to himself, without uttering a word.
Looking at the charred corpses of his companions, Gebu was still shaken.
He felt no sympathy for these treacherous and despicable fellows. But all that equipment was wasted. If he had a shield or a short sword, he wouldn't be in such a passive position.
However, I still have my "little baby".
Inside Geb's tattered animal hide boots was something hard pressing against his ankle—a sharpened bone dagger.
This forest is the territory of the Broken Tooth tribe, the place where Gebu was born and raised. As a goblin scout in the Broken Tooth tribe, Gebu knows every cave, every hill, and even every tree he can climb and look out from.
Of course, this also includes—that place.
The little goblin's eyes darted around. Unclaimed caves? Of course there are. But just because they're unclaimed doesn't mean they're free of traps.
Goblins aren't very bright, and Goblin clearly felt that his thinking ability was limited by his brain capacity.
But he knew that this forest was his home turf, and with the help of traps and "Little Baby," he might not be no match for this weakened wizard.
Gebu's strength was about the same as that of an eleven or twelve-year-old human child. He wasn't very strong, and his legs were short, so he couldn't run fast, but he was agile and quick. Especially in the forest full of pebbles and thickets, he could disappear in an instant by ducking down.
The male's feet twitched, the female's eyes were glazed, and the goblin burrowed underground... How could I not kill you, you old man?
With these thoughts in mind, Gebu led the half-elf through the forest, meandering east and west.
"...How much further, goblin?"
"It's just ahead," Gebu said. Seeing the man panting heavily, he was secretly pleased. He'd essentially led him on a detour for another ten minutes.
The two arrived at a small hill. At the end of the hill was a hidden cave, the entrance of which was not visible from the bottom of the slope.
This is where Gebu hides his things; it's his "secret base."
Whenever the goblin's filthy and cruel life became unbearable, this cave was his place to unwind and relax. In this secret base, he hid a pile of junk stolen from human villages—stools, chairs, bottles, jars, and even a broken mirror—arranging it to resemble a living room. Sitting here, he could still feel a sliver of dignity as a human being.
There's only a little left...
To protect the cave, he set up three traps inside: a spike trap at the entrance, two tripwire crossbows in the middle, and an oil trap at the very end.
He also sprinkled hyena dung around the cave to scare away wild animals.
Most importantly, he spent several years spreading rumors to convince the goblins in the entire camp that a giant bear lived in the forest.
Sigh, they really go to great lengths for a little bit of private space...
"Hey, cough... Goblin, you go in first." The half-elf pointed to the cave, looking warily at the little guy in front of him, his eyes darting around, panting heavily.
"You can't even walk a few steps?" Geb wondered. Just as he was about to say something, the half-elf raised his finger, a flame appearing on his hand, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.
"...You believe Gebu, the cave is unclaimed. Gebu guarantees it."
Gebu had an innocent look, with his pointed ears lowered and his eyes shining.
"Hmph, believe a goblin? Are you kidding me? Hurry up and get going, do you want to turn into jerky?"
Seeing that his trick was not working, Gebu had no choice but to head towards the cave on the hillside.
It's alright, there's still a chance. That guy is so weak, he probably can't go anywhere else, he can only go into the cave. When that happens, the cave will be dark and gloomy, it'll be Gebu's domain.
The only advantage of a goblin's body is that it can see in the dark.
After Gebu walked up the hillside, he pretended to bend down to observe the cave, took out the "little treasure" from his shoe, and hid it upside down in his hand.
I need to go into the cave first, avoid the traps, and then lure that half-elf in. There are three traps; if he steps on any one of them, he's doomed.
Gebu took a breath and called down the slope to the half-elf, "Gebu said this cave is safe! Gebu will go in and demonstrate for you!"
Seeing that the person did not move, the little goblin stepped into the cave.
Okay, first we need to avoid the spike traps...
Ugh?
The tattered cloth covering the spiked trap, now covered in mud, was nowhere to be found; the large pit was exposed, and the spikes were stained with red blood.
Wait a minute?! Something's come in?!
Gebu's heart tightened, and he quickly put his nose up to sniff. There was no wind in the cave, so the smell couldn't dissipate. The cold air carried a musty smell, along with the smell of old hyena droppings, a faint smell of blood... and the smell of some kind of burnt fur?
He squinted and looked into the cave.
There was a light.
The flames were getting closer.
Ok?
"Aww!!!"
A giant forest bear with its back on fire and two crossbow bolts stuck in its shoulder limped toward Gebu!