Bridge 35 ( Pink hair? Must be a mob)

I thrust my hand through the armored frame of the Goblin King before me. The small-clawed hand parted the iron helmet with ease as I tore into the soft flesh that lay below it. With a wretch, I dismantled the brain that would lead to nothing but ruin for the world above this place.

I kicked the now-dead boss away while swiping my hand to get rid of the disgusting blood on it. The Mobs in the room panicked at the sight of their overbearing lord falling so quickly. Runic chains burst from the ground stabbing into the lower tier mobs and impaling them. The Goblins bled out in moments but the Hobgoblins had a bit more kick in them.

So instead they were hung from the rafters as the chains pulled forward and attached to the stone ceiling above us. Their pitiful moans of pain and agony do not bother me in the slightest as I start to burn the bodies around me leaving nothing but the Mana Cores of the creatures. That and a rather pristine set of armor that could only fit giants much larger than I. Then again I was still a pipsquak in comparison to most things.

Only when I finished looting did I start to kill and burn the Hobgoblins hanging from the ceiling. From what I have seen in this world I held no sympathy for these vile creatures. Goblin Slayer really was right about these foul abominations. The only good Goblin is a dead one.

Granted these ones are not nearly as vile as the variety he dealt with but they still kidnaped humans and raped them. I also found out that they do not distinguish between male and female as I often had to deal with lusty laughter and vile gazes during fights with these things.

They had to die for that in a painful manner if I had anything to say about it. Fucking mobs thinking they could rape me when they are so fucking weak….That makes it sound like I would be fine with being raped by stronger foes. Really poor choice of words.

Beyond their disgusting habits, Goblins also tasted fucking foul. Usually, when I give into my more vampiric instincts I would want to feed on my enemies but these things were god awful. One tase was more than enough to want to wipe them from the world if only to never have the option of feeding on them.

With the Goblins dealt with all that was left of this place was a giant floating orb that radiated magic. This thing was the core of the Dungeon and the thing that would allow it to replenish the monsters in it. If I destroyed it then this Dungeon would fade from existence and I would get another title on my guild card.

Instead of doing so I let out a sigh and touched the thing to teleport me to the entrance of the Dungeon. The kingdom had control of these Dungeons for harvesting Mana cores and item drops from the monsters. Destroying a Dungeon without permission of the king was equivalent to committing treason.

You were weakening the country by depriving them of a natural resource after all. So even if I find the creatures inside of here distasteful I leave the Dungeon alone.

This does make me question why other kingdoms don’t destroy Dungeons that the other countries inhabit. It would make an excellent mode of weakening neighbors and curbing the more aggressive nations. I guess no one wanted to use that tactic as it would open the floodgates. A nuclear option that would only lead to more hardship for every single country in the world.

So even if this Dungeon was not guarded well no one considered it at risk. Then again this place was a beginner Dungeon so maybe the higher tier ones have better security.

Technically I was not supposed to be anywhere near these Dungeons. The Guild usually assigned busy work for the young members as they did not want to send young men to their deaths. They tried to coddle me as well but I simply had to show them my Card to get them to back off a bit. That and a spar with a more senior member of the guild.

Usually, I would have never shown off my Guild Card as it reveals far too much about me but I had some innate skills that were very helpful here.

[Divine Protection Of The Moon Goddess.] [Child Of The Moon.] [Nature’s Child.] [Divine Protection Of The Earth Goddess.] 

I had a variety of other blessings and titles that were shocking when I first saw them but made sense when I thought about it. I may not think I was anything special just yet but I really was something unique and appalling to look at.

Those blessings were provided naturally when I arrived due to my Dead Apostle Ancestor status. The Dead Apostles were children of the Crimson Moon after all. So I was also a child of the Moon Goddess even if she did not recall birthing me. The same applies to Gaia as she had a pact with the Crimson Moon to eliminate the plague of humanity born on her.

So these overbearing blessings naturally came to me as soon as I signed up for the Guild Card. The Guild had a record of all things recorded by the card so it was only a matter of time before they discovered my unique status so I decided to bite the bullet and just show the guild members myself.

As you can imagine those blessings and my own nature made the rumor I was some sort of Noble even more prevalent. News got back to the Royal Family as well but they appeared to be taking a hands-off approach to me. Although I did feel some chumps monitoring me every once in a while but I could lose them pretty easily with my coat so I shrugged it off.

It was not like they were capable of truly knowing my danger as they only had some information on me.

[Divine Protection Of The Moon Goddess.]

Offered a concealment skill that allowed me to hide some of the things on my card even from the Guild Records. I used that skill on Ringo and Tsuyukoi so they signed up to the guild for the added blessings and boosted stat growth. They were currently grinding in a higher tier Dungeon. Maxing out with both my Gamer System and the Guid Blessing.

It took a while of talking and showcasing my abilities to get them to give me some space but it worked out. Having them around was great but having them following me around constantly was a little grating. Especially since I was technically safer with just myself because of my coat.

I started to head back to the Captial to go through yet another round of fucking tests. When I initially planned on signing up for the Noble Academy I thought I would be able to just do it with some money.

That would be the case if I was a Noble but since I had unknown origins I had to prove I had basic knowledge. Meaning I had to sign up for classes that taught some very basic knowledge. It was irritating having to put up with such simple math tests but it had a greater purpose so I gritted my teeth and dealt with it.

At least I was able to skip most of the classes and pass as long as I got through these tests. The only parts of the Tests I had to actually study for were the History and general political structure of the kingdom I was studying in. Since I was not a native-born individual I had no way of knowing these things without studying.

Thankfully the knowledge on the tests ground out to simply facts that anyone could memorize given two minutes. Like what was the name of the Royal Family and how many Dukes were a part of this kingdom. Simple questions that I felt insulted having to answer but I rolled with it.

Think of the drama. That was the only thing keeping me going in this pointless pursuit of academic life.

As I was walking towards the Academy I heard a loud crash and panicked screams coming from the road down the street. I raised an eyebrow as the Capital was usually a lot more secure but accidents happen. I walked towards the scene smelling blood, blood that smelled rather delicious in comparison to the vile muck I had to deal with in the dungeon.

I walked onto the street as a mother screamed for help and the carriage was parked completely still as the driver was calming the horse and looking behind him in a panic.

On the floor was a pink haired child wearing a dress that could be described as a potato sack. Which was funny as she was surrounded by potatoes as she lay on the ground bleeding out of her forehead with a dazed look on her face.

That sort of dress was to be expected for the lower class here but the girl held a beauty that was rare in the common folk. That was not what drew my attention. No, her blood was sweat in a way that had me salivating and wanting nothing more than to drain her dry.

I held myself back because the child before me did not deserve that fate just because I was feeling peckish. There were plenty of fools in the world that needed to die so I might as well eat them. No need to involve the innocent in my hunger. Even if said innocent was intoxicating in scent.

The thought that I was acting like Edward Fucking Cullen had me snapping out of my trance. I decided to do something about this before the scent got too much for me to handle.

I kneeled before the girl and used a healing spell with a small smile on my face. I was trying to stop the blood flow to rid myself of the temptation. Maybe she saw that hunger in my gaze as she flinched at the sight of me before looking back at me in a daze.

“You will be right as rain in a moment young lady. Just put up with my visage for a little longer.” I spoke out with what I hoped was a disarming smile that was not filled with my fangs.

She only continued to look at me in a daze. I let out a sigh and decided to get the hell out of there after healing her.