Wizard: I am a goblin

Chapter 30 A Dark and Windy Night, Playing with People's Minds

Dark clouds covered the sky, there was no wind, and the night was suffocatingly quiet.

This is the perfect time to mess with people.

The trees are asleep, but the goblins are awake. A huge conspiracy is brewing inside the tent.

The yellow goblin nervously touched the axe in its hand, clearly unhappy.

He didn't close his eyes for a moment from sunset until midnight.

The time to take action is tonight.

The goblins who came out of the market were all his followers, and they usually stayed closely united around him.

However, once the old shaman neglects him and lets Gebu take over, these sycophantic goblins will definitely abandon him and join Gebu's side, thus leaving him with no chance to turn things around!

He was not going to let Gebu return alive from this trip. While his prestige was still intact, he had to finish the job quickly.

He had already informed the goblins that they would make their move at midnight, depending on his signal.

The wicked idea didn't work.

That brain of his was completely malfunctioning, allowing Gebu to return alive from the forest.

They're all useless! When it really matters, you have to step up yourself.

The yellow-skinned goblin gritted its teeth and rolled over onto its hay bed!

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Unhappy was followed by Pompom and eight goblins, who were hiding as they approached the small tent at the edge of the camp.

That's where Gebu rests.

The enemy was just a small goblin, but the goblins were very nervous, as if they were going to hunt a troll.

The one in the lead was particularly unhappy. His hands, gripping the axe, were slightly sweaty. He bent down and moved forward cautiously, taking each step with utmost care.

The soft ground absorbed the sound of footsteps, and a group of goblins fanned out from the direction of the small tent's exit.

hum.

A mosquito flew past the goblin.

Snapped.

"Shh!"

Unhappy, she put her finger to her lips and gestured, then glared fiercely at the goblin swatting the mosquito, wishing she could eat him alive.

The goblins fell silent, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside the tent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

There was no sound coming from inside the tent.

Unhappy gestured to the goblins behind him to stand by, then gave No-Brain a look, and the two goblins approached Geb's tent from the left and right.

The tent was incredibly rudimentary and drafty. The yellow-skinned goblin carefully used his axe to part the curtain in front of the tent and peered through the gaps to see what was inside.

A small, thin figure was huddled up in a ball, curled up under the tattered cloth, his chest rising and falling slightly.

He wrinkled his nose in displeasure, revealing his yellow canine teeth and looking ferocious.

I've finally caught you, Gebu! Let's see what tricks you have up your sleeve this time!

He charged into the tent like a leopard, grabbed a rag, and raised an axe!

I'll chop it down!

砍？

Underneath the cloth was only a tightly packed clump of dry straw, tied with hemp rope into the shape of a human. On top of the straw, an ugly, large toad stared blankly at Unhappy.

The axe, which he had raised in displeasure, hesitated. What was going on?

The toad puffed out its cheeks.

The toad opened its mouth.

What are you going to do? He stared wide-eyed, looking completely bewildered.

The toad made a gurgling sound in its throat...

Then it spat out a ball of flame!

call! ! !

"Magnubbie's balls!" The yellow-skinned goblin instinctively dodged backward, a fire arrow grazing his cheek, a burning sensation traveling from the corner of his eye to the tip of his ear!

Thump, splash!

Unhappy and panicked, he retreated, knocking over the tent and getting tangled with the tarpaulin and the wooden poles supporting it, then tumbled and rolled on the ground.

The goblins behind them looked at each other, wondering what had happened. They were startled when a ball of flame suddenly flew out of the tent.

Unhappy that his hands and feet were bound and he was in a sorry state, he quickly tore off the cloth covering his body, only to find that his hair and eyebrows were on fire.

He frantically slapped the fire on his face to put it out.

Yellow-skinned man's head emitted a burnt smell, and he angrily got up from the ground.

"Fuck Nubby!!!" The guy swung his axe, hacking the tent debris on the ground to shreds.

"Where's Geb?" a goblin behind asked.

"How the hell should I know!" he roared, seething with anger and impotence. "Find it! Go find it!"

He was getting angry when a voice suddenly popped into his head. The voice was mocking, as if it were laughing at him.

"this one?"

"What…" He spun around in displeasure, then looked up and saw a shadow flash past a tree branch. He raised his axe, pointed in the direction the shadow had passed, and shouted:

"Chase them! Chase them! If you catch them, kill them on the spot!"

Having said that, he took the lead and charged forward first. The goblins followed the yellow-skinned goblin into the forest and headed towards the river.

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The shadow was incredibly agile, like a monkey, darting about in the trees, always keeping its distance from the unpleasant viewpoint.

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

I'm so angry!

He was unhappy about having such a nickname because of his violent temper. He had never suffered such humiliation! A mere Gebu, the scum of the earth, dared to play such a trick on him!

I'll chop you into mincemeat!

In a chase, the two goblins quickly reached the edge of the forest. Goblin leaped down from the tree, paused for half a second before the river, looked back with displeasure, and his two amber eyes gleamed in the darkness.

"Let's see where you run now!" he roared angrily.

Gebu ignored him, turned to look at the small river that was more than ten meters wide, found a protruding stone, jumped on it, wobbled to find his balance, and hopped across the river.

The little goblin in front had gone halfway when the grumpy one behind caught up. The two were about ten steps apart.

Unhappy, taking advantage of his taller stature than Gebu, waded across the river. One step was deep, the other shallow, and he slipped and fell into the water. It was so cold!

But I can't worry about that right now!

After taking a few steps, the goblin's studded leather armor became incredibly heavy from the water, and he dragged himself along with difficulty—luckily, the river was shallow and calm, only reaching his navel.

Gebu seemed to be waiting for him on purpose, looking unhappy from a rock closest to the shore. When he was about to get close, Gebu did a squat jump and jumped to the other side, then scurried into the wheat field in three steps.

He was so angry and frustrated that he cut the straps of his armor, crawled out of the armor, and with a leap, he was on the other side of the river.

At this moment, the other goblins also arrived at the riverbank. Unhappy gestured and shouted at them from across the river:

"Cross the river! Hurry!"

"You idiot! Come here! Follow me!"

"The rest of you, flank them from both sides! We can't let Gebu escape!"

Watching the goblins hurry across the river, Bu Gaoxing turned around, patted his knees, and took a breath.

He was soaked to the bone, and the autumn wind made him feel chilly.

Damn, the armor's at the bottom of the river... Magma's Nubiye, you don't need armor to kill that brat!

With that thought in mind, the yellow-skinned goblin gripped the axe with both hands and chased after it into the depths of the wheat field!