I Am Not Goblin Slayer
Chapter 193

Winged Kobold, Weathered Valley

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Gauss walked along the country path, his feelings complicated.

Soon, the young man guarding the gate led him to the village chief's home.

This was also the usual procedure for many requests near villages.

After showing them the way, the young man bowed to the two of them, then hurried back to the gate.

Monsters seemed to have grown more active again lately.

Even a small village like this had begun organizing its able-bodied young men, planning to form a permanent armed squad to fend off the small groups of monsters that might wander by.

"Please, have a seat, honored sirs."

This village chief looked to be only around thirty.

From his expression, Gauss could tell that he seemed to recognize him, or at least had heard of a figure known as "Goblin Slayer."

The village chief's anxious expression eased considerably at their arrival.

A title like Goblin Slayer really could put ordinary villagers at ease.

And when his gaze shifted to the indigo badges gleaming on the two men's chests, he looked even more reassured. Surely professionals handling a job meant for low-ranking adventurers would make it a sure thing?

After learning from the village chief roughly where the goblins were,

Gauss and Theron rested briefly before setting out.

After leaving the village, Gauss continued discussing what had happened with Theron.

"It feels like someone's been pushing things along behind the scenes."

"But that's a good thing, isn't it?" Theron didn't give it much thought.

Even if he had become a member of the Goblin Slayer team, serving as little more than an accessory in a sense, what did it matter?

"Plenty of people would love to have a nickname others know them by."

Theron wasn't wrong. Adventurers generally had to reach at least Black Iron Rank before they

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