Fight. Level. Survive.

Chapter 40 - Goblin Orgy

Mason and Mayry arrived at the last known location of the goblin tribe to find nothing but an empty campsite. Mayry walked over to the campfire and held a hand over it. “Cold. It looks like they’ve been gone a few hours at least.” Their tents were still set up, and food hung over the fire pit. “They must have left in a hurry.”

Mason used his Monster Tracking skill, causing dozens of small footprints to start glowing in the dirt. Unfortunately, they all seemed to lead off in different directions, making them useless.

“Damn, I’ve got nothing, any ideas? Mason asked Mayry.

“I know a basic ritual that will point us in their general direction,” She started looking around the camp more thoroughly. “but we need something that came from one of them. Hair or spit would work best.”

Mason stuck his head into one of the tents. He withdrew it and immediately fell to his knees, gagging. Wiping his hand furiously on his leg.

Mayry ran to his side, “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

In between long, deep breaths, Mason managed to say, “I’m fine,” pointing at the tent, “Smells horrible.”

To his surprise, Mayry’s face lit up. “Ah, that’s what I was looking for.” She explained, “Goblins tend to breed like rabbits, so in every camp, there is usually one or two tents where all the goblins go to… err, get it on.”

Mayry picked up a stick from the floor and used it to collect a sample of the green goo Mason wiped on his leg. She placed it on the floor and walked a circle around it while muttering something under her breath.

Mason frowned. He looked at the tent, then at Mayry, then at the stick, then back to the tent.

Mayry needed something that came from a goblin…. The goo she was using came from the sex tent….

The disgusting revelation finally dawned on him.

Mason once again fell to his knees. This time covering the floor in front of him with vomit.

Wiping the puke from his mouth, walk walked over to Mayry, “We need to go back to the Inn. I feel dirty and desperately need a shower.”

Mayry looked up at him with a grin on her face, Ignoring what he had said, “I think I know where they are.”

“Mayry! I just got goblin jizz on me I need a sho-“

Mayry rolled her eyes and cut him off by shooting a high-pressure stream of ice-cold water at him. “Better?”

The now-drenched Mason gave her a dirty look. “I’m seriously regretting rescuing you from the ‘Others’, you know!”

Chuckling, Mayry started walking east, “Yeah, yeah. Come on, let’s go.”

Five minutes into their walk, Mayry gave in and summoned a fireball to help dry Mason off, saying the squelching of his boots was driving her nuts.

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After walking for only an hour, they found the second campsite. Mason activated his invisibility and scouted ahead. He returned a few minutes later, “This one looks abandoned too. The fire is still lit, so they must still be close.“

Entering the camp, It did indeed seem to be completely empty.

Mason paused just a few steps in, “Wait, do you hear that?”

“No, what is it?”

Mason’s face had gone green, he looked moments away from puking again. “Good news is the camp isn’t abandoned.”

“And the bad news?”

“I think all the goblins are in there,” Mason said, pointing to the largest tent. Now they were actively looking at the tent, it did seem to be rocking back and forth far more than the others.

Mayry turned her back to him and covered her face in an attempt to cover up her laughter.

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It was good to be chief.

He eat when want eat, drink when want drink and fuck when want fuck.

All he need worry about is hunters but with new camp they no find.

Chief special, Chief very powerful.

In new sex tent he fuck all day. Guards outside watch for hunters.

Many goblins in sex tent fucking. Bad smell smell good.

Bored, kick off girl goblin. New girl goblin better.

Need breed for new goblins be made. More goblin more fighters. More fighters no fear hunters.

Big family, no fear, no fear goblins safe.

Wait, why guard fucking too? Guard should be guarding! Who guarding?

Throw rock at guard, guard run away. Bad guard not leave tent still no guard.

Not matter, safe.

Bad smell smell different. Tent too hot.

Fire. Big boom. Lots of fire.

“UNDER ATTACK!”

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In order to prevent the goblins from getting to their weapons, Mayry had first set all of the empty tents on fire. Once that was done, the sex tent had already caught fire. None of the goblins had run out, probably too preoccupied with what they were doing.

Mayry held out her hand and closed her eyes. A ball of fire appeared in her palm. At first, it was the size of a pebble, but from the moment it appeared, it began to grow. After two minutes, it was the size of a football and still growing. Once it reached the size of a volleyball, Mayry flicked her wrist, and the giant ball of fire went shooting off to disturb the goblin orgy.

Seconds after it hit, Mason received notifications letting him know that that single strike had killed dozens of the goblins.

The rest ran out of the tent like ants from an anthill and charged at them in various states of undress. Mason’s eyes bulged as he saw the ridiculous penis-to-body ratio the majority of the remaining goblins possessed. Some of them had blades, but none had any armour.

It was almost too easy to finish off the rest of the little green assholes. They were about the size of an average 5-year-old, but their height was the thing they shared. Both the males and females were hairy, disgustingly ugly and very aggressive.

One managed to sneak up behind him and jump on his back. It tried to stab him in the throat, but his armour stopped the blade from piercing every time. The thing was also trying to stab his lower back. Wait. The goblin was stabbing at his throat with one hand and clinging to Mason with the other, so what was stabbing him in the lower back…?

OH EW! Mason threw the goblin off of him and saw that it was completely naked, green goo covering its lower parts.

The image of the goblin flying through the air was being burned into his mind. He knew that his nightmares were going to involve naked goblins from now on.

He shot it was a Magic Missile, and it exploded.

He looked over at Mayry. No more goblins were emerging from the tent. They both crept closer and saw that the biggest, fattest goblin he assumed was the chief had been the epicentre of Mayry’s fireball and so had most likely been killed instantly.

Checking his notifications, he saw that they had killed 67 goblins.

Notification 1/3

You have slain – Level 11 Goblin x 6

You have received a portion of 66 XP.

You have received 25 XP.

You have slain – Level 12 Goblin x 24

You have received a portion of 288 XP.

You have received 130 XP.

You have slain – Level 13 Goblin x 37

You have received a portion of 481 XP.

You have received 230 XP.

You have slain – Level 20 Goblin chieftain

You have received a portion of 200 XP.

You have received 90 XP.

Notification 2/3

Level up!

Stat points allocated

In total, they had earned just over 1000 XP, Mayry got the Majority of it as she had been responsible for killing most of the goblins in the initial explosion. Mason received just under 500 XP and levelled.

What surprised him most was that according to his last notification, at least one of the goblins had possessed a Chaos Ability.

Notification 2/3

You have absorbed the ability. ‘Mental Manipulation’

Mental Manipulation (Basic) - The minds of others bend to your will.

Active effect: Twice a day, you can twist a target’s mind filling it with an emotion of your choice for 30 seconds X your Willpower. Scales with Willpower.

Terror, loyalty or lust. Which will you choose?

Oh crap, this was dangerous. Terror and loyalty would have great battle utility but lust…

With terror, he could cause Monsters to flee anytime he got in over his head. With loyalty, he could make groups of enemies turn on each other. But Lust…

Dammit, he was a lot of things, but he couldn’t go around manipulating people into jumping into bed with him… Damn his morals.

He, begrudgingly, chose loyalty. He didn’t feel the usual rush of information. He looked at Mayry and tried to will her to be loyal to him, he assumed she already was pretty loyal, or he wouldn’t be testing it on her.

He had decided not to tell her about this particular ability as he could imagine people might start acting weird around him if they knew he could influence their minds. They would always be questioning if they were doing something because they wanted to or because he was forcing them to.

He told Mayry he needed to rest. While she looked through the burnt tents he stared at her and tried to make his ability work.

After a few attempts, he whispered, “Help, Mental Manipulation.”

Help - Mental Manipulation

Error - Information on absorbed abilities unavailable.

A few more attempts in, and Mason figured out he could sort of lock onto Mayry’s mind. When he did this, he felt a presence in his own mind that he could feel he would be able to push if he tried. He held off, not knowing if a sudden burst of loyalty would cause Mayry to suspect something was up. He tried pushing just a tiny bit of it into her.

Her head whipped around to stare at him. Her head cocked to the side, and after a few seconds, she smiled.

That seemed like it was a success. Maybe? It was a weird reaction to loyalty, but maybe he shouldn’t be testing new powers on his friends.

He put his two new stat points into Willpower. He was curious as to what the Advanced version of the ability would do. Would it give him a second emotion to choose from, or would it increase how many times he could do it per day? Maybe something entirely different.

Wanting to take a look at his progress, he bought up his character sheet.

Name: Mason Hughes

Level: 16

Current XP: 5015/5600

Race: Human

Class: Hunter

Health Points (HP): 290

Mana Points (MP): 305

Stamina: (SP): 200

Stats

Strength: 27 (+15) 42

Agility: 22

Endurance: 20

Vitality: 19

Resilience: 15 (+26) 41

Intelligence: 38(+10%) 41

Perception: 27

Willpower: 19

Free points: 0

Skills:

Identify (Basic), Magic Missile - INT (Advanced), Emotional Outburst - PER (Advanced), Camouflage - PER (Advanced), Random Summon (Advanced), Mental Manipulation (Basic)

Class skills, Basic Monster tracking.

He would commit the next few points into willpower unless he gained any other abilities that were more useful.

Coming out of his menu, he saw Mayry standing in front of him, arms crossed.

“If you’re done trying to mess with my mind, maybe we should head back to Town?”