Record of a Thousand Lives

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Family meant everything to goblins, and their whole community was their family.
They occupied caves to create safe havens for their family, and they fought primarily for the survival of their family.
The stupid humans might have thought that goblins were creatures driven by mere instinct, but they were not aware that goblins had properly structured societies of their own.

‘So many of my family members are injured right now, so I have to at least grind some bones and feed them,’ Amon thought as he gulped nervously.

In truth, he was not confident about his ability to hunt anything, and that was the reason why he had always made it his life’s motto to go around in groups only.
However, the others were all severely injured, and he was the only one who could move.

‘I have to look after my family and feed them,’ he thought.

He gripped the stone ax in his hand tightly, then jumped out the moment the skeleton was looking somewhere else.
He cried, “Kyaruruuk!” 

Right as Amon was about to swing his stone ax at the skeleton’s skull, however…

Pukeok!

Just like that, stars swirled before Amon’s eyes.

“Kyaruk…!” He groaned in pain while sprawled out on the ground.
His stone ax was shattered into pieces, and blood flowed out from the wound left behind by his severed left arm, as it had opened up again.

The skeleton pointed its rusty sword toward him, but Amon was completely unfazed.
He immediately got up and bit the skeleton’s rib after wailing, “Kyarururuuk!”

Munch…!

Amon retreated in surprise, thinking, ‘Aigoo! My teeth will break first at this point!’

The skeleton’s bones were much harder than he had expected them to be.

It was then that the skeleton suddenly clacked its jaws and said, “Kyaruruk.
Kyaruk.
Kyarururuk.”

“Kyaruk…?” Amon replied, unable to believe his ears.
He thought in shock, ‘Goblin language! The skeleton speaks the goblin tongue!’

The skeleton was not spouting gibberish or merely imitating the goblins; rather, it perfectly articulated every intonation of the goblin language.

The skeleton clacked its jaws once again.
“Kyaruruk.
Kyaruk.
Kyarururuk.”

Amon could not completely understand what the skeleton was trying to say, as goblins did not have a single formal language, but he could roughly make out what it was trying to say:

‘I will not hurt goblins.’

Amon’s forehead creased when he heard the skeleton’s words.

‘You won’t hurt goblins? What a load of bullshit!’ Amon thought as he cried out, “Kyaruk! Kyaruruk!” He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it viciously at the skeleton.

Goblins were despised by everyone else, but this skeleton was saying that it would not hurt goblins? No monsters or humans had ever refrained from hurting goblins before.

However, the skeleton did not avoid the stone Amon had thrown, and merely reached into its backpack instead.

Amon was terrified, thinking, ‘The skeleton is looking for a weapon to kill me with!’ Modern weapons were a source of horror for the primitive goblins.

However, the thing Kang Yoon-Soo took out from his backpack was a bandage, not a weapon.

Amon was confused, thinking, ‘Is it going to strangle me with that…?’

That was not it either.
Kang Yoon-Soo applied ointment to Amon’s severed left arm and wrapped a bandage around it, and Amon’s wound ceased to bleed soon after.

“Kyaruk.
Kyarok.
Kyaruruk.
Kyaririk,” the skeleton said before it got up.

Amon understood what the skeleton was trying to say.
‘I will heal the injured goblins.
Guide me to your chieftain.’

Amon grabbed his left arm.
It hurt less than when he had chewed the first grass he could find and applied it as an ointment.
He stuttered and asked, “K-Kyaruk…?”

That meant, ‘C-Can I trust you?’

The skeleton nodded in response.
After a moment of hesitation, Amon led the way.
As soon as he entered the cave together with the skeleton, it caused an uproar among the other goblins.

“Kyaruk! Kyaruruk!”

“Kyarurururururuk!”

Some of the goblins who could still move tried to charge at the skeleton, but Amon blocked them and cried out, “Kyaruk! Kyarururuk! Kyarrurururuuk!”

The goblins stopped moving while glaring at the skeleton in distrust, but their starvation made it so they could not help but drool at the sight of the bones walking in front of them.

Amon gulped nervously before guiding Kang Yoon-Soo to the goblin chieftain.

“Kyaruk.
Kyororok.
Kyarururuk.”

“Kyarruk? Kyarorok!”

The goblin chieftain and the skeleton shared a deep and meaningful conversation; Amon, who was not particularly smart, could not understand the entirety of it.

“Kyaruruk.
Kyarok.
Kyarririik.”

“Kyaruruk! Kyaruruk!”

The goblin chieftain nodded in agreement at the end of the discussion.
Amon could not hold back his curiosity, so he approached the skeleton.
Then, the skeleton clacked its jaws and said, “Kyaruk.
Kyaririk.
Kyaririk.”

Amon could not fully understand what the skeleton was saying, but he got the rough gist of it.
He started to dance in joy after the skeleton said, ‘Your sick family will be healed.’

The skeleton left the cave and returned with three hundred Templar Knights.

***

“Damn it… What the hell are we doing right now? Healing goblins? Damn it…! I didn’t join the church to do things like this,” Ravotel grumbled while wrapping a bandage around a goblin.

Reanna suddenly appeared and asked, “Do you want me to show you the stars again?”

“…” Ravotel quietly gritted his teeth.

The Templar Knights were surprised to see a docile side of their captain.
However, Reanna verbally whipped the Templar Knights as well.
“Wrap the bandages faster! Do you want me to show you the stars as well?”

“Y-Yes, ma’am!” The Templar Knights responded in unison.

Rekil, on the other hand, was quite busy.

“This guy is only slightly wounded! We can treat him later.
Bring over the most severely injured first! Especially those with severed body parts!” Rekil shouted while using his divine power to heal the goblins.

While Rekil had converted away from the Church of Sylphia, the Church of Madness did not have enough followers yet to grant him any new divine powers.
That was why he could still use his old power, which was very effective at healing.

“Kyaruk! Kyaruruk!”

The goblins were on guard against the humans at first, but the situation turned around fully after they witnessed Rekil’s divine power.
The able-bodied goblins diligently brought the injured ones over, and the one-armed goblin, Amon, was the most active among them.

After several hours of struggle, all of the goblins were healed.

“Kyarik! Kyarorok! Kyarurik!”

A goblin holding a wooden staff approached Kang Yoon-Soo, and the Templar Knights immediately prepared to draw their swords.

However, Kang Yoon-Soo waved his hand and said, “It’s alright.”

The goblin chieftain gave a toenail necklace to Kang Yoon-Soo as a token of gratitude.

Kang Yoon-Soo turned around and looked at the Templar Knights before saying, “We’ll be bringing the goblins to the cathedral.”

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