Slime Slayer

Volume 3 Chapter 1 - Harvest Moon

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The tenth goblin fell around noon.
A stone whistled through the air and caught him in the eye socket, crushing
bone and finally striking the brain.
The goblin crumpled where he stood with a thump. The sun shone on a tunnel entrance resembling a massacre.

Slayer : .........Hmph."

A warrior watched vigilantly from the shadows of some nearby rocks.
He wore grimy leather armor and a cheap-looking steel helmet. At his hip
dangled a sword of a strange length, and a small shield was on his arm. This shabby-looking warrior was Goblin Slayer.

Rimuru: Quite unsual today.

Slayer : yes.

All Goblin Slayer had done so far was subdue the guards, and he and Rimuru was already up to ten goblins.

That was not to say, however, that they had hurt their opponents very much.
It had been more than two weeks since the goblins had taken over the mine,
which was this village's only source of resources.

Who knew how many more might be hiding beyond the jaws of this tunnel
entrance?

Some local women had been kidnapped. It hadn't been long enough for any
potential offspring to provide reinforcements. But hostages meant fewer options were open to them.

And because the villagers would need to use this mine in the future, ploys involving poison gas or flooding were no good, either.

Presumably, the remainder number fewer than ten. As he considered, his
hands nimbly set another stone in his sling.

He stood by a pile of excavated earth, where there was no fear of running out
of ammunition.

With close attention to the battlefield, it was possible to use a sling for an
entire fight.

Priestess: Wh-what do you think, Goblin Slayer, sir?"

Beside him stood a youthful maiden tightly grasping a sounding staff with
both hands. She was slight and willowy, dressed in plain but pure white vestments. It was Priestess.

Goblin Slayer answered without looking at her.

Slayer : By 'what,' you mean...?"

Priestess: I mean, um, how does it look to you? What do we do?"

Slayer : That is his job

Slayer pointing to Rimuru

Rimuru :dumping the job already,  Slayer?! I don't have plans yet."

Rimuru Grumbled as he fired an arrow through the air.

Goblin : GOORB?!"

It split another goblin's skull, one that had ventured out to investigate the
guard bodies.

Rimuru : Twelve."

The goblin fell prone and rolled into the tunnel. Rimuru counted off
softly.

It was simple, drawing like to like.
Not that goblins "liked" each other in any meaningful sense. Most likely the
one that had come out had simply drawn the short straw and been forced to go look.

But the principle was the same: use dead or wounded foes as bait to draw out other enemies, then kill them.
That was how he'd reached seven total kills so far while five from Goblin Slayer. Rimuru reloaded his Compound Bow in a business like manner.

Rimuru : But in any case, this is a problem."

Priestess: Meaning...?"

Slayer : They have equipment."