My Parasite Skill System

Redoing his <Iron Skin> and slashing his twohanded sword at the little goblins–he killed one, then two goblins.

Ring!

❮ Due to other people's participation in the kill, the Exp will be divided. ❯

❮ Quest – enemies dealt with: goblins 2/10 – angry wolves 0/3 ❯

And the dead goblins fell down, lifelessly, on the ground … letting their greenish dark thick blood spread onto the bare earth.

Slug was finished here. He could go help Leader and Bumped, now.

On their side, the goblins still weren't jumping around, avoiding all the slashes directed at them.

Leader could thrust his regular knight's sword at them all he wanted, he wouldn't but graze them a bit from time to time.

As the pointy, ugly ears weren't all that weak at all when facing this group and party, they wouldn't die with only this much damage.

It impressed me, then, how weak could they all be. I mean, those were just goblins, right? When I fought, it wasn't like this. And still, the group of adventurers wasn't shying away from the fighting, heh.

They were giving their whole, and yet it was so slow.

Well, and Clumsy Babe turned towards me with a smiling face, fixing her blond hair a bit, "And this is how you deal with goblins!" she said as if I really had something to learn from their weak party.

"You look and observe closely … as for the strength, I know you already have it, but now, see this?"

And I saw this, yes.

"You told me you didn't have much experience in group hunts … well, there you go, my boy: that is what is stronger than strength itself, hehe. Teamwork is very important. And I'm pretty sure you can be learning that from us, as per your request, mm-hm?"

Her two parted lips spoke very quickly when she explained this to me.

"Hmm … probably, yes."

Maybe she should tell me more about that. I'm not too convinced.

But patting my two shoulders with strength, she had to go, "Okay, I gotta go."

Though I mean, maybe she was right, and maybe that was how we dealt with goblins.

My point being, with strength alone, they wouldn't have been able to go this far.

Teamwork, teamwork, teamwork.

Should I learn from this?

Nah, nah, nah. I'm not so weak I need helping friends, you see.

Slug went forth with his 'Iron Skill' and 'Provoke' skills again.

Without this tank, the party wouldn't even be a party, I think, seeing how they struggle against these mere pieces of trash of goblins.

And, with very loud stomping steps, the savior tank took the enemies on himself again.

The sorceress was ready to throw in some of her negative status effects again.

And the priestess also was readying herself again, throwing in some 'Mana Shield' of some sort again to the tank.

The goblins were overwhelmed too quickly, this time about. They could jump and dart around all they wanted–this time about, things were different.

The whole party was focusing on the two of them. And before they could understand that (they really were stupid and unintelligent creatures, somehow) it was too late.

Leader and Bumped circled them around, when Slug only had to retain them with himself.

"Yahahah!" the excited one shouted, "<Double Ripper>, <Double Ripper>, <Double Ripper>!"

And Leader was very much into it, too, "<Blade Energy>!"

Bumped excitedly was tossing the only skill he used around like a madman, nervously frowning and biting his lips.

Leader expeditiously economized his magical energy and threw one waving slash at his goblin.

Flesh was to be torn and blood to be spilled.

One goblin fell, it was Bumped's.

And the other, seriously wounded, his eyes filled with hatred were facing Leader when he darted to his face with his dagger … only to be demolished by Slug's sturdy sword from behind.

He also fell to the ground.

Seized by great panic as he understood too well, in spite of his great stupidity, that he was going to die under today's sun and shades. This wasn't a joke. This was for real. The goblin realized this.

He turned around deadly wounded on the ground … maybe was he still looking for an escape?... but no: he turned towards me, stretched his feeble remaining arm to me … and tried to seize my face from where he lied, there.

Yet again, I see life. Why is he turning towards me with such pitiful eyes, though? Maybe he recognizes I'm a monster, too, heh. That's kind of fun. … Or not fun at all … probably.

His arm fell back against the ground when the five fittest other creatures, the humans, did away with the flickering life that was no longer his.

Bumped's longsword was thrust into the little monstrous boy's head, when he complained, "Eww! So much of these monsters' stinky blood! Hah! I got him! This's my kill!"

Everyone was slightly panting … but everyone could speak.

"Huff, phew … we've done it, guys."

"Bumped, bumped, bumped… Did you kill it, though? Wasn't it my brave tank's kill, though, mm?... of course it was."

"Ha! Nonsense! I killed it!"

"Oh … hm … thank you, Clumsy … but, hm … it was rather Leader's. Without him, I…"

"The scoundrels!... I killed it, the kill was mine, yahahah, I'll be getting the loot, hehehe!"

"That is correct, Clumsy. I do agree with our tank. This very expeditious kill was our leader's, indeed. So … no, Bumped … sorry."

"Mmm, it's all the same by me! It was both my brave leader and my brave tank's kill, then, mm-hm!"

"Heh! Hear them go! I killed it, I won't hear it!"

"Good grief, and there he goes again, huh?"

"Oh, hm … if you want the loot, Bumped, though … I can, no, will, give it up for you…"

"Heh! And that's my good tank right there! You acknowledge me, Mindful! And … as such … this noble soul that is mine shall let the looting to you, my brave!"

"Hm. No. The kill was mine and Mindful's, Bumped. Don't bully our brave tank. … And you're the scoundrel–take this!"

"Ou–ouch!!"

"Awake yet??"

"Why'd you do that?! Are you perhaps a scoundrel, too!"

"No, hey–stop fooling around. You listen to me. What was that with the goblins back then, hm?? You didn't listen. You endangered your life."

"Humph! I'm not so weak, though!"

"Shush, shush. Last time I said I could let that pass … but right now, we aren't hunting in our usual grounds–it could be dangerous … understood?"

"…"

"Un-der-stood?"

"Ye–ye–no."

"Yes, you do. … Ah, and no, Clumsy Babe, you don't need to heal me."

"Yes … what are you saying?–of course, I do. Kindly don't move, my light magic shall leave you unscathed…"

"Leader, you will be healed … don't fight against our goofy priestess."

"Hey, no, but no. Seriously, wait … and hear me out, all of you, guys. … Hm, and you hear me out, too, little man."

"Oh … me?" I finally said, treading my way towards these lively people.

"Ahem, so that's what we're doing–