Wizard: I am a goblin

Chapter 62 Goblins Don't Take the Back Door

A bat-toad hung upside down from a tree, its two large eyes staring at the gate of the Broken Tooth Tribe camp.

The gates of the goblin camp slowly opened, with two giant hyenas leading the way, followed closely by a bear goblin, and then more than twenty fully armed goblins.

The Broken Tooth tribe hasn't marched out in this formation in a long time—the last time was when they were fighting the kobolds for territory.

Damn dog-headed man, you idiot.

Strangely enough, although everyone had come out to capture Gebu with great fanfare, the goblins didn't seem to have any real presence on their faces.

Everyone fell silent, a sense of foreboding spreading through the group. This unease even affected Boss Xiong.

She coughed twice, stopped the line, turned around and said:

"Men, just like the old shaman said, catch that brat Gebu, sacrifice him to the gods, and everything will be fine... Don't be so dejected! Are you looking for death!" The eldest bear glared at the goblin with a bitter face, then said, "Keep your eyes peeled, don't let him get away!"

With that, the bear goblin pulled a tattered cloth from his waist and let the giant hyena sniff it: "Good boy, Da Bao, find this guy for Mommy..."

The giant hyena wrinkled its nose at the rag, raised its head to sniff the air, and then chased after it into the forest.

"Hurry up and keep up!"

At the hyena's command, the goblins followed the hyena into the forest in small groups.

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Splash!

Geb emerged from the small hill made of grass.

He used a teleportation spell to send a message to the four urine-smelling goblins in the scout squad: "Move out! Split up and run in the directions previously assigned, one corner per grove!"

Splash, splash, splash.

"One more needed! Don't try to cheat me! I'll burn you!"

Splash!

The four goblins scattered and disappeared into the dark forest, leaving behind a strong goblin smell that permeated every corner of the woods.

Lately, I haven't been drinking enough water, so the taste is getting stronger...

Go sniff, you dogs...sniff yourself to death. Spend some more time wandering in the woods, and better yet, don't come back. Geb thought to himself.

After waiting a while longer, when the area around their hideout became completely quiet, Geb summoned the other five goblins.

A group of goblins surrounded Geb, and not far away, orange-yellow flames shone from behind the fence of the Broken Tooth tribe.

Two goblins were struggling to carry the heads of "Scar" and "Bone," their fur burned and making it impossible to tell them apart.

The other goblins gripped spears, short swords, and shields. The five goblins looked at Geb, awaiting his instructions.

"Wait another twenty minutes, let Boss Xiong and the others chase them further away... Come on, smear this on your body, make it as bloody as possible."

Geb pulled out a bottle of thick, red liquid (made from beetroot and starch, and edible), had the goblins hold out their hands, and then poured a handful into each of them.

Come on, apply it!

Gebu also drew a few lines on his face as a gesture.

Goblins aren't that concerned with personal hygiene; they just smear it on without hesitation. Armpits, butt cracks, the tip of the tongue... although the order isn't quite right, they smear it on everything, whether it's the right place or not.

A few minutes later, Gebu glanced at the scene and saw five little red figures.

"Grinn, give me a smile."

Five little red figures reveal five crooked, yellow teeth. It's a bit creepy to look at at night.

"Perfect." Gebu nodded in satisfaction. "The most important thing when we go back this time is to stay calm... You're not afraid, they are! Stay alert, all of you!"

The little red figures nodded hesitantly.

"Chest out, head up, stomach in!"

The goblins immediately did as instructed, their little chins jutting out so high they almost fell over.

A moment later, a little red figure raised his hand.

"explain!"

"Boss Gebu, I know a back door... Are you sure we don't want to go through the back door?"

"The back door?" Gebu cursed. "Only thieves use the back door! Remember, you are Magnubi's chosen guards. Even Boss Xiong is no match for us!"

Hearing Gebu spout such an outrageous boast, the goblins were too embarrassed to speak and looked at each other in bewilderment—until Gebu performed a magic trick right before their eyes.

The goblin wizard held the bear skull in his hand and casually drew a circle on it...

The little goblins stared wide-eyed, thinking they were hallucinating—they looked incredulously at what Gob was holding in his hands.

This isn't... Boss Xiong's head?!

Gebu raised the bear-goblin's bloodied head above his head with both hands, and then shouted with great force:

"Gebu's squad returns in triumph!"

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"Buzzing, Mommy's coaxing his mom, buzzing, Mommy's coaxing his little brat."

The old shaman performed a ritual dance in front of the campfire, his wrinkled body shaking wildly with each movement, sweat splattering everywhere and mud flying in all directions.

Five specially selected, rather burly goblin guards stood before him. They formed a semicircle in front of the ceremonial stone platform, vigilantly on guard.

Dozens of goblins crowded in the living area's square, staring blankly at the campfire.

They wore their best armor and weapons, looking ready for battle, but they showed no sign of fighting spirit...

After several days of turmoil, everyone is exhausted—and still no one knows what they're trying to guard against.

Why is this little brat Gebu making the old shaman and Boss Xiong so nervous?

A moment later, a goblin, disheveled and disarmed, rushed into the crowd, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why?"

"What's the rush!"

The goblins were smashed to pieces, grumbling and complaining.

The runaway goblin, oblivious to everything, stumbled and staggered through the crowd, finally collapsing to its knees before the campfire.

The goblin guards nearby immediately rushed over and pressed their spears against his face, roaring, "Disrupting the ritual? You're asking for death!"

"It's over... the old shaman is finished, the old shaman is finished!"

"Can't you even speak properly!"

The guard raised his spear to thrust—the old shaman's voice suddenly came from behind, deep and chilling:

"How did it all fall apart? Let him explain."

The guard removed his spear, and the distraught goblin crawled forward two steps on his knees, stammering, "Gebu! Gebu's here!"

"Did Boss Xiong bring Gebu back?" the old shaman asked unhurriedly.

"No... it was Gebu who brought Boss Bear back..."

The old shaman suddenly turned his head, his expression changed, and his two old eyes instantly pierced through the crowd, staring straight at the direction of the camp gate!

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Dozens of goblins surrounded Geb's squad, but none of them dared to come forward.

Five goblins, the two in front of them, Lin Yilin, carried the head of a giant hyena on his shoulder, while the ones behind him held torches.

Wearing the armor of a hundred beasts, Gebu walked unhurriedly through the five forests, showing no fear on his face.

The six-person team moved through the goblin swarm like sharks among sardines, unhindered and without any hindrance.

Those goblins had never seen a dead giant hyena before—its head was burned to a crisp! Just how strong a goblin would have to be to do that?!

This was made by Gebu?! No wonder the old shaman was so terrified of him!

The goblins began to whisper among themselves, various speculations spreading by word of mouth, the rumors growing more outlandish with each new mouth they passed through—

From Gebu's collusion with the kobolds to his marriage to the human god Obak, and the birth of several half-forest, half-god children...

The more exaggerated the rumors became, the less likely anyone dared to be the first to cause trouble. Gebu's team arrived in the square almost without any hindrance.

Reaching the center of the camp, Gebu looked up and saw the roaring campfire... Inside the fire, the charred black corpses of three goblins could be vaguely seen.

Ugh, how did those idiots manage to get caught?

You can only blame yourselves for being unlucky.

Seeing that the distance was about right, Gebu quietly instructed his team to stop.

Across the crowd, Gebu's gaze met that of the old shaman...

His figure was backed to the dazzling firelight, and Gebu felt a little nervous... Memories from his childhood resurfaced in his mind.

Offerings, sacrifices, blood, hearts...

Fear, controlling goblins, is all about fear.

There's nothing to be afraid of. Things are different now. I have magic. He's the one who should be afraid.

Gebu rallied himself, knowing that only if he wasn't afraid could his subordinates be unafraid, and only then could the plan proceed.

During the few seconds of the standoff, the goblin guards created an opening in the crowd, pointing their spears at Geb's squad and blocking the path between Geb and the old shaman.

The distance between the two groves is about forty meters.

"How dare you, Gebu! You actually dare to team up with humans?! Didn't Boss Bear execute you on the spot when he saw you?"

The old shaman roared at Gebu from afar.

"Boss Bear?" Gebu said. "Boss Bear is right here, why don't you ask her... uh, right, she's dead... she can't talk!"