“I did.”

  “What, sorry I think I misheard, who took down the goblins,” she asks while walks over to me.

  “I killed the goblins.”

  “Please tell me that’s a joke.”

  “Nope.”

  “FlashFlare? why are you out of the stables,” Rukra (Human Girl) poked her head out so that was all that you could see, then she looked around and saw the dead goblins.

  “Give me a minute,” she closed her door and when she was done she was in the same outfit she wore when I first met her.

  She then walked up to another wooden hut and knocked very loudly.

  “Incha, wake up, get dressed, I need your skill please.”

  “30 more minutes,” Incha yelled while yawning.

  She needs her skill? What was it again? Oh yeah, she can translate monsters, oh wait, I now have the telepathy skill, I should probably use that.

  (“I got the telepathy skill if you need to talk to us.”)

  Rukra turned around with a knife in hand, where did that come from.

  “Who’s there.”

  (“Little bird with red and black feathers next to his mother.”) I lifted my wing.

  “What are you doing.”

  “Oh, I got the telepathy skill so I tried it out with her so that she doesn’t have to wake up the elf girl.”

  “Why am I not surprised.”

  “I don’t know, why are you asking me?”

  “Don’t make bad jokes like your father.”

  “Don’t you dare compare my jokes the atrocities he makes."

  “Atrocities, what does that mean?”

  “Something bad.”

  “Like a dragon, or a behemoth.”

  “Think more like a 100 handed rabbit.”

  “How would you even imagine that.”

  “Umm, cute little bird, can you use that skill again.”

  (“Sure, why?”)

  “EEEK! Your voice is so cute.”

  Then she tackled me, I got about 30 scratches and pets per second, not a good feeling.

  (“First you point a knife at me, then you maul me with scratches and rubs, what a 360 that was.”)

  “I like cute things.”

  (“My voice isn’t cute, well it isn’t manly either, but it definitely isn’t cute”)

  “Yes, it is.”

  ("No it’s not.")

  “Yes, it is.”

  (“Lozersayswhat”)

  “What?”

  (“Hah, you fell for it.”)

  “No, what did you say.”

  (“Hah, you did it again.”)

  She started scratching so it was supposed to hurt, but it didn’t because my vitality is decent.

  “Tell me what you said.”

  Might as well humor her, (“Loser says what.”)

  She blinked a couple of times.

  “That’s not fair.”

  (“Wasn’t supposed to be.”)

  Another man walked out of his hut.

  He was also tall, very skinny, had wild red hair, and his eyes only had pupils with no color.

  He wore what looked like mage robes and had a small stick in his pocket.

  That’s an anime protagonist if I ever saw one.

  “Looks like we will need to move again, I’ll get everybody awake, you do it too."

  “Okay,” she ran off.

  “Mom, why do we have to move?”

  "The goblins have a king that has a personal grudge with this village."

  “I killed one of those, his titles made him seem like he had a rough life.”

  “Was it a divine beast?”

  I paused, “I don’t think so, I was kinda barely thinking, but I don’t think it was at divine beast level.”

  “Was it goblin king or king goblin.”

  “King goblin I think, is there a difference.”

  “It means he wasn’t the divine beast. The Goblin King would show his name.”

  She continued a second later, “The King Goblin was “a” King Goblin, meaning he ruled a bunch of goblins, probably around 50 to 100, the Goblin King is the King of All Goblins.”

  “Umm... he had more than 100, I remember that much.”

  “Then he would be a goblin emperor, or maybe it was his first assignment from the goblin king, so those soldiers weren’t really his."

  Maybe the blue one wasn’t really talking about the king goblin, well I can’t ask him now can I, I kicked him at max power after all.

  Speaking of killing, maybe it’s time I stopped neglecting the text boxes.

  A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.

  “Heck yeah.”

  What? So much health, how can I lose with these stats, and I gained 12 levels, I need to go to more wars…

  Ok maybe not, but that was my greatest stat change in 3 months, wait I’m only 3 months old.

  I’m pretty sure I can beat mom in a fight now.

  That’s is only slightly depressing for mom, she did ask me not to get too strong too fast.

  I’ve already decided to never use Aerial movement (Scared of heights), but water gun can be used for certain things, and now I have flamethrower, and hide status is huge, why didn’t I get that from Puff. What is rulers orders?

  Yes.

  What the heck, Puff’s title lets him monitor my Progress. That’s not okay.

  Also, I feel like I should go into the army and become a general, Rulers Orders would level up like crazy then.

  Whatever, it’s not like me to make a plan, I’ll just go with the flow.

  Anyway, most of the village is awake now and are tearing apart the buildings.

  I see Url walk out of his hut (The human boy in our group) and people look at him, but quickly look away.

  Wonder what that’s about.

  He looks at the dead goblins, looks what other people are doing, and then immediately start doing the same thing, but does it in half the speed other people are doing it.

  It’s amazing how fast he takes out buildings, it looks like he is destroying it and then throwing away scraps, but every tear he does is symmetrical and the scraps are in semi-neat piles.

  When he is done he picks up the scraps and puts it on a carriage.

  Even I, a novice at construction can see his skill in breaking things, but none of the villagers even spare him a glance.

  Mom sees me looking at Url and the villagers, “It’s cruel isn’t it.”

  “Yeah. But why are they doing it.”

  “His legs are short.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “Yes.”

  “But he’s still taller than most people.”

  “Doesn’t matter to them, if your legs aren’t more than 75% of your body they won’t pay any attention to you.”

  We both sit quiet for a minute.

  “Does he hate them.”

  “What no, the opposite actually, he wants to please them.”

  “Please them?”

  “He strives to make them recognize him, to pay attention to him."

  “Like a child?”

  “Exactly like a child.”

  “Do the villagers know that?”

  “They know it better than anyone, he works harder than all of them, he’s in the top 20 strongest people of the tribe, that’s over 1000 people including non-combatants.”

  “Then why do they ignore him?”

  “They can’t, their instincts as long-legged people say that if they accept him, they will allow him to have a kid, which will bring another short person into the tribe.”

  “Why do they want to prevent that.”

  “The shorter your legs are the slower your potential run speed is, and running away is this tribes primary tactic.”

  Yes.

  That’s good to know, does that mean that they are scared that he will die, so they just close all relationships with him?”

  Whatever, I’ll treat him like a friend as long as he treats me like a friend.

  It didn’t take long for the place to look like it was just a random place in the wilderness, though the carriages did look like they were overfilled with wood, but I think everybody is going to reuse the wood they already had as it was labeled in a language I don’t know, though if I use analyze it will tell me what the words mean.

  Dad and Sholl walked over to us with Url and Incha (Elf) on their backs. “Yo”

  The red hair, no pupil guy spoke up first, “Does anybody know who killed the goblins, it would be more relieving to know that a random guy didn’t cause us all this problem.”

  I used telepathy (“I did.”)

  “Who?”

  ("Red and black Adolescent Chocobo.")

  He took a second to scan the crowd and then found me.

  “Did you do it?”

  The crowd laughed at that.

  “Nice joke John.”

  “Didn’t know you had that much humor.”

  ("Yes I did, tell them I got the telepathy skill.”)

  “He says he has a telepathy skill and that he did do it.”

  Everyone looks at me and then him, Including my fellow chocobo’s.

  “Come on John, none of us will believe that.”

  “Kwehzalcoatl, what is he talking about.”

  (“Turn around John and say what I tell you to say.”)

  He nods and turns around.

  I jump as high as I can.

  I go around 30 feet high and then say (“I jumped.”)

  “He jumped.”

  I land about 5 seconds later unfazed, then immediately go around the crowd.

  (“I Jump over the tall blond girl, around the skinny man, below the green chocobo, through the wood filled carriage, and then ending up at the same spot I started at.”)

  He repeated every word I said.

  “How did you do that.”

  “I just said what he told me to say,” he said while turning around.

  “Well, I guess we believe you know about telepathy, but you can’t expect us to believe that he did it.”

  (“Why not”) I said in his head.

  “Who’s there.”

  (“Who else just proved they have telepathy.”)

  “Guys he’s talking in my head now.”

  “You serious.”

  “Do it in my head now.”

  (“Okay”)

  It took me another 10 minutes to talk in everybody's head, I also got a level in telepathy.

  “But how are you going to prove you beat the goblins.”

  My dad knocked Url off, “I will fight him."

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