The Water Magician

Four hours into the battle, the wave of goblins finally began to dwindle.

However, at almost the same moment, the arrows of the adventurers and the knight order were also running out.

Both had arrows collected from within the city. There were no more supplies to be had.

The situation was approaching where they had to leave the walls and settle the fight in close combat.

"The front line is led by the red sword and the white brigade. Be careful, as goblin mages have appeared."

Hugh issued the orders.

Goblin mages are goblins capable of casting offensive magic.

They are an extremely rare breed.

"The C-rank and D-rank parties will push through the path opened by the red and white."

"Master, the northern wall is..."

Hugh looked towards the northern wall pointed out by the guild staff.

The doors to descend into the wall had been opened, and they were starting to engage in close combat with the goblins.

"Tch. The knight order has already run out of arrows. Alright, we’re going too! Let’s crush this great tsunami, boys!"

"Oooh!!"

A great cheer rose from the adventurers.

Though they understood it was necessary, frustration had been building from long-distance attacks.

In the end, it was close combat that they desired!

There were many adventurers who felt this way.

With that, the southern wall doors were opened as well, and leading the charge, Abel and Phelps plunged into the horde of goblins, followed by the red and white.

Abel slaughtered the goblins without even crossing blades.

Phelps reduced the goblin numbers with wide-ranging spear thrusts and sweeps.

Warren struck goblins with his shield, while Shena created a path for Abel and Phelps with her high-penetration flame spear.

"We're almost done with the goblins. The mages are coming."

Rhea called out.

Then, just as the goblin wave halted, a fire arrow shot from the goblin mage came flying toward them.

This was a spell used for area attacks, similar to the wind magic air slash.

A single fire arrow split into five mid-flight, assaulting the enemies.

Three flew towards Abel, while two were aimed at Phelps.

However, Warren stepped in front of Abel and blocked the fire arrows with his massive shield.

Then Phelps said,

"Earth, become a shield and protect us from evil! ‘Clay Wall’"

A wall of earth was generated before Phelps by Shena, the vice-captain, capable of manipulating both fire and earth attributes, which also blocked the fire arrows.

At that moment, only the core forces of the red sword and white brigade had made it to the area near the dungeon entrance where the goblin mages were located.

The knight order, which had transitioned to close combat earlier, was unable to approach and had to halt.

When Abel recognized the situation, he spotted a giant goblin emerging from the dungeon entrance.

"A goblin general..."

Unlike other goblins, the general, as its name suggests, possessed extraordinarily high combat power.

Only B-rank adventurers could hope to fight it one-on-one...

But...

"There are three goblin generals..."

The vice-captain Shena murmured.

In fact, Abel was startled upon hearing her voice for the first time, but he couldn't turn to look at Shena now.

"The presence of multiple goblin generals means..."

"Yeah, there's a king further behind."

Abel replied, confirming Phelps’s deduction.

The goblin king... a mutated species of goblin that is confirmed to exist once every few decades in the Central Nations.

Records indicate it has led tens of thousands of goblins to destroy entire cities.

Given that this wave of goblins was likely over ten thousand, they should have anticipated the king's existence... however, there had been no records of a goblin king being born in a dungeon until now.

"Honestly, I don't know how strong the king is. Not knowing, I want to take down these generals before it appears."

"Agreed."

Abel and Phelps confirmed each other's thoughts.

"I'll take one, and Phelps will take another, while everyone else focuses on the remaining one."

With Abel's orders, the battle against the three generals began.

In terms of close combat, both Abel and Phelps were overwhelming the generals.