Xia Nan was not a good teacher. At least, that was what he thought.
As an Adventurer who had already obtained a Profession Level and possessed rather impressive combat ability, perhaps he was a "big shot" who appeared in tavern rumors to the ordinary people of villages and towns.
If one judged purely by battle record and strength, comparing him to those half-baked novices who had only just crossed the threshold of being Adventurers and had to exhaust every bit of effort just to barely handle even the lowest-level Goblin, then perhaps that was true.
But if he were truly placed in the position of "teacher," and required to systematically and completely explain things in a way that made them easy for students to digest and learn, to summarize his own combat logic and on-the-spot response strategies, then he really could not do it.
After so many battles, he had of course accumulated plenty of experience, but the combat instincts that came from his body, consciousness, and soul still occupied the dominant position within it all.
The complete opposite of the theory-focused academy faction—he was purely a muscle faction that relied on practice.
With that as the premise.
When the commission Xia Nan received was to make a fifteen-year-old boy gain the courage to face multiple Goblins head-on, he naturally would not choose to waste words by introducing the habits and characteristics of this Monster out of thin air, nor did he have any meticulous and detailed plan.
The best way to overcome fear was to face the source of fear directly.
Do not run away.
If you were worried the food you cooked did not taste good, then cook it over and over again until you were satisfied;
if you were afraid of falling into water and drowning, then