Wow, you're so amazing

"Damn it." The sorcerer couldn't contain his fear and bolted, but Lin Yun felt like the guy had shot him a nasty glare just now.

What's your embarrassment got to do with me?

Lin Yun was baffled. The commotion drew the players' attention. "Are you going to hunt goblins? Great, we'll join you." "Goblins? We're pros at that." They clearly thought this was a beginner quest—after all, in most games, goblins are the lowest-tier mobs, right?

But... "No way. Goblins' caves are cramped. Too many people would be a squeeze, and these guys..." The Female Fighter frowned at the motley crew in their "fancy dress," looking utterly unreliable.

"True. Dragging along a bunch of dead weight would be a pain." The Young Warrior nodded sagely.

Maybe it was Lin Yun's imagination, but the sudden surge of volunteers seemed to puff the guy up. His face oozed arrogance, like he was thinking, See? I'm the protagonist.

"Let's go. The village girls are waiting." The Female Fighter urged.

"Yeah, hurry. Those creeps give me bad vibes." The sharp-eyed Female Mage noticed some players ogling her without shame, making her skin crawl.

By comparison, Lin Yun the "Adventurer" seemed way more dependable.

"Mind if I tag along? I'm a Thief with Dark Vision—handy for scouting caves." A handsome guy in leather armor and a dark cloak stepped forward.

Lin Yun studied him. Pointed ears. A Wood Elf player, then.

Obviously, no one's an elf in real life. Back in the character creation space, you picked a race before class. Lin Yun chose human to avoid standing out, tweaking his stats to:

Strength 14, Dexterity 8, Constitution 18, Intelligence 10, Perception 17, Charisma 16

Humans get two bonuses: +1 to all stats, or +1 to two stats (or +2 to one) plus a feat and skill proficiency.

Lin Yun picked the first option. Still a bit OCD, but less painful.

This guy went Wood Elf. Bronze-tinged skin gave it away. If memory served:

Wood Elves get +2 Dexterity, +1 Perception, proficiency with longswords, shortswords, longbows, and shortbows. Their unique movement makes them faster than normal humanoids, and they hide easier in natural terrain like brush, rain, or snow.

Standard elf traits: Dark Vision (see twice as far as humans in dim light), immunity to magical sleep, +2 on saves against enchantment spells. As the first magic-wielding race, they get +2 on checks to overcome Spell Resistance and identify magic items, plus +2 on Perception.

Compared to humans' simplicity, elves are a bundle of perks.

"An elf? Works. We needed a Thief anyway." The Young Warrior exchanged glances with the Female Fighter and Female Mage, then extended a hand. "Welcome."

"Thanks. Looking forward to it." The Thief shook his hand, then pulled back. He shot Lin Yun another glance but stayed silent.

"Alright, time's tight. Let's move." The Young Warrior was eager to leave.

"Wait. You're going like that?" The Thief grabbed his arm.

"What else?" The Young Warrior looked confused.

"Seriously. I don't know if this is your first goblin fight, but their caves are narrow. A longsword like that'll bounce off the walls." The Thief pointed at the sword at his hip.

"Ah, don't sweat it. With my skill, a few goblins are nothing. I'll wipe the floor with them." The Young Warrior brimmed with confidence.

"No. If that's your attitude, I'll stop you even if it kills me. And you—planning to take down goblins with bare fists? Goblins are tough. Bare hands won't kill them easily. You'll burn through stamina just to take one out. A small goblin nest has at least a dozen. That's four or five each. Can you handle them swarming you all at once? Plus, goblin weapons are usually poisoned—a mix of their own filth and some mystery herbs. Crude but potent. One scratch and you're poisoned. And there's no specific antidote for goblin venom." The Thief rattled off details like a goblin-killing expert.

Behind his helmet, Lin Yun shot him a meaningful look. This guy had clearly read Goblin Slayer—the novel, anime, or manga. He knew his goblins.

Lin Yun had planned to say all this himself but kept quiet to avoid suspicion. Didn't expect this guy to beat him to it.

"So what do we do?" The Female Fighter frowned at the Thief.

"First, Warrior, grab one or two close-combat weapons—a thick club or shortsword. Fighter, get a couple of Small Daggers to finish off goblins you knock down. Goddess Priestess, swap for Chainmail—better protection. Mage, just keep track of the Warrior or, uh, the Priest's position. They'll shield you. Remember, you're a mage. If they get close, you're toast." The Thief had subtly taken command, re-equipping everyone. But when he looked at Lin Yun, he hesitated.

Lin Yun's gear matched the locals perfectly—especially that helmet, identical to a certain someone's. His silence made the Thief wonder if this was that guy. Maybe, in a different world, the one who couldn't use divine magic became a Priest?

The Thief wasn't sure if Lin Yun was a player. The Receptionist Miss's introduction had thrown him off—could backgrounds really be forced in? Her words planted the idea that Lin Yun was a native Priest, just one not shown in the original. Or maybe it was a parallel world with slight differences.

After all, DND has its own multiverse theory. Even people who don't follow Marvel, anime, or novels know the concept.

Not every DND player watches anime or recognizes Goblin Slayer's world, even if it borrows heavily from DND. To each their own.

The Thief's spiel had hooked the players who were waiting for orders. A few more Adventurers stepped up to join the goblin hunt, but the Thief turned them all down, citing cramped caves and max capacity.

The rejected players exchanged glances, recognized fellow players, and formed their own party.

This is going to be a disaster. Lin Yun's face, hidden beneath his helmet, was a mask of despair.