Goblin Knight!

"Damn it! Can someone tell me how these bastards got here?" Ismir gritted his teeth as he stared at the scene before him. What the hell!

What stood before him were neither Orcs nor earth dragons, but a wandering herd of Beginner Beast Tutu Pigs! These boars, roughly two meters long, were not particularly large, but no one dared underestimate them. They were genuine magical beasts, and the key was that they lived in groups!

"Oink, oink, oink!" Waves of pig grunts rang out beyond Windhelm Town as herd after herd of boars emerged from the darkness, making Ismir want to slaughter every last one of them.

"Tutu Pigs? How could these things be here?" Ymir climbed onto the wall and gazed into the distance. The instant he recognized them, he cried out in surprise.

"You know these beasts?" Ismir turned to Ymir.

"Of course! Who wouldn't recognize the famous Tutu Pigs?" Ymir nodded in surprise. He was more surprised that Ismir did not know these magical beasts.

"What's so special about them?" Ismir frowned as he listened to the pigs' incessant grunting.

"Wait and watch first. Let's see whether it's what I think it is!" Ymir shook his head and did not rush to answer Ismir.

"?" Ismir's eye twitched. Get these riddle-speakers out of Windhelm Town!

"Whoosh—" Suddenly, a faint whistle drifted through the wind. As if they had received an order, the Tutu Pigs slowly began moving back into the darkness, avoiding the area ahead as though they knew there was a human settlement there.

"Hm? They're retreating?" Ismir raised a brow. It seemed everything would be fine after all.

"Come on! The two of us will follow them! If nothing goes wrong, we're about to make a fortune!" Ymir suddenly grinned.

"Thud!" Fully armored, Ymir vaulted