Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 413: How to Tackle the Goblins

 The shocking past story of Bugigul seemed endless once it started.

"The Goblin King. He won't be easy."

"Among the people you've fought, where does he rank in strength?"

"Fifth."

"...Is that really strong?"

"He was just after the Demon King, the Tyrant, the Great Demon, and the White Spirit King. If we're talking about strength, he's definitely strong."

Everyone blinked in confusion.

Everyone had the same surprised expression.

The pack mule hesitated but finally opened its mouth.

"Have you really fought all those battles?"

"I seek out fights. It’s the sad instinct of the living dead."

While saying this, Bugigul’s eyes, for the first time, weren’t the ones looking from the bag but rather the ones gleaming from his mouth.

It was a smile that was terrifyingly sharp.

"Ah, we were so thoughtless, just eating snacks without considering Bugigul, huh? W-well, here, I’ve ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) been saving this energy stone for you..."

"Then I’ll give you a stone that I’ve been saving too!"

"A gift. I’ll also give you a beautiful spirit stone I found in the spirit realm. It’s a gesture of thanks for always being with the Madam."

Suddenly, a stone-giving ceremonyComing from the main gallery. I'm thrilled to see materials in the color of the shape and high-quality layered stones.GrandpaThe concept kids just keep popping upEven our leader is the silent-concept kingThey were all alikeBut what is a spirit stone? Can we even give something like that?

"The stone. I sense an unusual energy. It’s free-spirited yet perfectly refined... Is this the stone known as the spirit stone? It’s almost like the aura of an immortal."

"There are more stones in Mark2’s playground. Whenever I think of it, I’ll give you one."

"Thanks. In return, if there’s a living creature you want to kill, I’ll rip it apart with my own hands."

Though Bugigul was especially kind to the Silent Swordsman, his terrifying personality remained unchanged.

The viewers, like Tutt, were terrified by the fact that those words came from pure goodwill.

"T-Tutt also has a beautiful, round stone from the ground!"

"Garbage."

Pakkin

"Aaaaah! Tutt's stone has turned to powder! Give it back!"

HahahaIs this a meeting?Is it always this light?No, no, this is how it looks in a high-ranking military base with a lot of intimacyAh... seeing how these guys are getting along makes me feel bitter when I remember my squad's meetings.Isn't there a streamer holding a meeting with their team?Ah, found it. Search <Eom Gil-dong’s Control Tower>Eom Gil-dan, is that you guys again?The guys who do everything well except being nice to others...

 [Eom Gil-dong’s Control Tower (Online, 1152 viewers)]

It was an overwhelming popularity for an individual viewer.

This was due to his gaming skills.

"You said we were doomed, but we survived, right? We saved half of the special forces, right? It wasn't a total wipeout, right? You underestimated the leader of the Gil-dan, huh?"

Hahaha, I really want to hit his skull onceThe brain of the head of the ten thousand strong Eom Gil-dan is impressiveHe was on a mission and deliberately got caught but saved half the team, amazingIsn't Eom Gil-dong better at streaming than gaming?No, no, we lack the impact of hitsTrue, hit impacts are importantHahaha

Blizzard Run.

He survived in the Blizzard Storm, drawing aggro from the boss mob and somehow managing to survive, receiving a series of punches.

While the broadcast host was full of excitement, the morale of the special forces had completely plummeted.

[▶1. Meeting]

"Alright, let’s have a meeting! How much food do we have left?"

Excitedly, the logistics officer of the special forces responded.

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

"We’ve secured emergency rations by breaking the arms of frozen corpses in the ice plains and taking what they held, but we only have enough for one more day."

"By now, our comrades must have frozen to death, hugging their rations like those corpses..."

"....."

The mood in the special forces could be generously described as a funeral.

The bandaged woman, Special Forces Deputy Commander Nine, even glared at him with cold eyes.

"Eom Gil-dong’s Control Tower. Because of your reckless operation, we’ve drastically lost our ability to execute missions. What’s the point of this meeting?"

"So you're not going to carry out the mission? You’ll go back to the White Spirit King and say 'Sorry, I wasn’t in the mood to carry out orders because I’m not a leader'? What’s it gonna be?"

"...I will carry out the mission. But the leader of the special forces has to be changed."

"Eh?"

"I’m tired. Suddenly shouting 'It’s a mission' and flooding a village that needs saving or charging into enemy lines shouting 'I can't stand it!'... that kind of stuff."

[The special forces’ morale is at rock bottom.]

[The loyalty of the special forces is significantly low.]

[Side quest triggered!]

[The special forces commander is trying to persuade the members to oust you. No matter how skilled or knowledgeable the leader is, if you can’t trust them, it’s over.]

[You’ve lost the trust of the special forces. Isn’t this just the inevitable result of your actions?]

"Tell our fallen comrades. I came to mourn your dog deaths."

A sword pierced his back from behind.

The monster that stabbed him slashed horizontally with the sword, tearing through his abdomen.

 While other players vented their frustrations through betrayals and mental breakdowns due to the sacrifices made to reach the late-game fields.

At the Silent Swordsman’s faction meeting, key information gathered through Bugigul's story came to light.

"The Curse of Lifelessness. If I hadn’t known about it, we could have suffered huge losses."

The pack mule shuddered.

To think there was a curse that weakens your power in the field if you kill living creatures.

If they kept wiping out enemies as usual, the moment their army’s strength weakened, they would be crushed by enemy counterattacks.

"The Goblin King has many tricks up his sleeve. If we fight him head-on, we won’t be able to use our army's advantage and will most likely be annihilated."

"Good thing Bugigul is here! If Tutt was in that situation, he wouldn’t have been able to do anything!"

They needed a non-lethal strategy, not a full charge or wipeout.

What could they do?

In the middle of the serious brainstorming session, the wandering merchant spoke with a bright face.

"Hehe. If you want to peacefully settle things with the Goblins, there’s an easy way, you know?"

"Don’t tease us, just tell us already. If you don’t, I’ll torment you with my Eye Flash Beam until you see afterimages!"

"Ahh! Stop! That’s bad for my eyesight!"

The wandering merchant spoke with a teary face.

"When it comes to betting with goblins, wrestling is the national rule!"

"...Wrestling?"

"Can this really work?"

Everyone looked at the wandering merchant’s small frame and thin arms, unable to hide their doubts.

The wandering merchant blushed and hid his arms behind his back.

"Don’t look at me like that. I’ve only gathered souls to heal my little brother, I haven’t eaten them, so I’m quite thin for a goblin."

There was no one who doubted the wandering merchant's sincerity when it came to caring for his younger brother, which had even made him the wandering boss.

"Anyway, our goal is to evacuate the goblins before the Great Demon arrives, make sure the Great Demon doesn’t gain power, and then challenge to hunt him down. To do that, we need the cooperation of the Goblin King!"

"So hurry up and recruit some special soldiers."

The Silent Swordsman’s army.

They had conquered, subdued, and destroyed every field they had encountered so far. Now, they began recruiting special soldiers to face the goblins’ fields.

"Special soldiers?"

"What else? Of course, wrestling special soldiers."

"!!"

It was a recruitment for wrestling-special soldiers.

 [Story Mode]

The Goblin King’s dwelling, <The Goblins’ Cloud Fortress>.

Looking up at the fortress, .

At the entrance of the forest, <The Goblins’ Night Market>.

Along the road to the market, .

Four fields connected organically in the .

It was the den of the goblins.

[Those who were expelled still dream of paradise.]

[Goblins are the monsters who have successfully built their own paradise.]

[Strong, healthy, and wise goblins.]

[They are hungry for new entertainment.]

[To the unfamiliar visitor.]

"Are you a storyteller with the ability to entertain the goblins?"

"Are you a strong and cheerful player who can enjoy their games with them?"

"If not, go back."

"Those who cannot entertain the goblins will become toys for them."

"This place is the grave of toys."

<A paradise for goblins, >.

 [Player Mode]

The warning in story mode is always relative.

For weak and powerless monsters, it’s a hell where they must fear becoming the goblins' playthings, with their arms and legs torn off.

However, if those who enter this hell have enormous forces surpassing one hundred thousand soldiers and have gathered thousands of special soldiers to fulfill the goblins' entertainment desires,

the situation changes drastically.

"Ahhhh! Please stop! I can’t stand anymore! I have no strength to stand, I don’t even have the strength to wrestle anymore!"

The goblins screamed and fled.

Dozens of wrestling-special soldiers followed behind them.

"The commander has ordered. If you don’t win in one round of wrestling, don’t even think about coming back."

"Come on, goblins. Get up on the wrestling mat. If you don’t wrestle with us, we’ll burn your house down!"

"Commander! We found a stash of spring flowers hidden by the goblins in the barn."

The goblin’s face turned pale.

"Stop! That’s a valuable goblin-human hybrid spring flower collection that we kidnapped from the human village. Without it, I can’t live!"

"Then wrestle with us. Otherwise, we’ll burn both your house and your flower collection!"

What is this hahahaThey’re wrestling robbers. Hurry up and bring a wrestling opponent.This is a mess hahahaIt’s a wrestling robbery!