Wizard: I am a goblin

Chapter 48 Hey, Goblin.

Total darkness.

Am I dead?

"Hello?"

no respond.

So, even the dead can think. Gebu realized.

If that's the case, then I can understand why people are so afraid of death.

Trapped in darkness, with only my own thoughts for company, I exist in solitude until the end of time...

It was really quite boring.

I don't know how much time passed—

"Hey, goblin."

A voice came from the darkness.

"Who?" Geb replied.

"It's me, Geb," the voice said.

"ha?"

Geb was a little puzzled. He concentrated and carefully tried to distinguish the man's voice.

Surprisingly, his voice sounds quite similar to mine.

"But I am Gebu."

"Let's take another look."

As the voice faded, a spotlight shone onto the dark stage. A goblin stood in the center of the stage.

Thin and hunched, with long, pointed ears protruding from both sides of his head, and a hint of cunning in his amber pupils.

The goblin scratched his head and winked at Geb.

Gebu hesitated for a moment before saying, "It really is me."

"See, I wasn't lying, was I?"

"Then who am I?"

"You're a complete idiot," the goblin blurted out.

Hey! They're even swearing! I'm so angry!

"You're the big idiot!"

"You messed with the wrong person, and now we're in this situation."

As the goblin spoke, he lifted his clothes, revealing his side abdomen—a horrifying scar on his bare green skin, old blood congealed on the wound, turning into a tangled mass of black.

Ah, yes, I was shot with an arrow. Geb thought. I was badly wounded.

"You've been playing with fire from the very beginning—playing mind games with the half-elf wizard, fighting a bear, feigning death... Do I need to list all the stupid things you've done, Geb?"

"I...I had no choice."

"No, you had a choice. You're just fooling yourself. If you had hidden in those bushes from the start, or simply played dead, that half-elf wizard wouldn't have given you a second glance." The goblin's tone hardened, as if accusing Geb. "But you insisted on following, insisted on coveting the treasure in that man's arms—wasn't that right?"

"Hey! If it weren't for that treasure, we'd still be a bunch of stupid goblins!" Gob protested. "Being bullied, looked down upon... we don't even know what magic is. Our grand plan is going pretty smoothly, isn't it? What's there to complain about!"

"Yes, well done! Challenging the trio, currying favor with the old shaman—it was all part of your grand plan. At every step, you could have died. Been thrown from the sky by the giant eagle, framed by the cunning one, stabbed to death by the mindless one, hacked to death by the unhappy one… but you never considered that!"

"Those were all part of the plan... and they all succeeded, didn't they?"

"Going to gamble with the elves, risking their lives for a dimensional bag—was this also part of the plan?"

"Who knew there were people ambushing us outside that alley? It's not my fault!"

"To impersonate someone and sell counterfeit medicine? Getting involved with the Gray Raven Society, was that also part of the plan?"

"Otherwise, where are we going to get the money?"

"Being pressured by the old elven lady was also part of the plan? You knew perfectly well that Gray Raven controlled the potion business, how could you possibly escape unscathed under their surveillance?"

"Didn't I do it too!"

"...Having barely escaped death, you actually want to sneak back and steal from Lady Peacock, who belongs to the Gray Raven Society?"

"We were so close! If it weren't for that man in black..."

"What else could it be? That your luck has run out?"

The goblin became more and more excited as it asked questions. It walked directly up to Geb and pressed its face against Geb's. The two goblins looked exactly alike—reflecting each other in their eyes, and for a moment they couldn't tell one from the other.

"Admit it! You were courting death! From the moment you got that book, you were gambling with your life! Did you think you'd never lose? Luck always runs out. Now look what you've done, you're dead, you got what you wanted!"

The goblin shoved Geb aside and opened his palm—a blood-stained arrow had suddenly appeared in it. The goblin stared intently at Geb, then plunged the arrow into his own abdominal wound!

pain!

The arrow pierced the goblin's abdomen, but the pain was felt by Gebu. Sweat beaded on Gebu's forehead, and every muscle in his body tensed.

"Die! Die! Close your eyes, don't open them, admit defeat, Gebu!"

The goblin looked at Geb with a mocking gaze, teasing him as if deliberately trying to provoke his true form.

This guy... he's driving me crazy!!!

Geb's veins bulged, his anger rising. Despite the excruciating pain, he stepped in front of the goblin, raised his hand, and slapped him across the face!

Snapped! ! !

The goblin was stunned and stared at Geb in disbelief.

"What else do you expect me to do! Accept my fate?!"

"There are clearly such powerful forces and such wonderful lives in this world... You've seen it all! Why did I have to be born into a goblin's body, sleeping on stone slabs every day, eating gray gruel, and being bullied by other goblins? Is that fair?! It's not fair!"

"Yes, I'm gambling with my life. You think I want to gamble with my life? I have nothing else to gamble with! I have no chips left, you bastard!"

"I want to be chased by bears? I want to be toyed with by giant eagles in the sky? I want to scheme against a bunch of treacherous goblins? I want to contend with everyone in a strange place who is stronger than me and could easily strangle me?"

"They're stronger than me? Yes, they are stronger than me, but there's one thing they'll never surpass—I crave it more than they do! I want power, I desperately want power, I absolutely, definitely want power, and I'll risk it every time, even if it's just a worthless life!"

Even a goblin knows this: in this world, good things are meant to be fought for! Nobody will willingly share them with you!

Geb became more and more excited as he spoke, grabbing the goblin's shoulder with longing and fervor in his eyes.

The goblin fell silent, the surprised expression on its face slowly fading—a smile appeared on its lips, and sharp canine teeth pierced through its mouth.

"Are you sure? There are plenty of people in this world stronger than that witch hunter, the Peacock Lady, the old shaman, and the half-elf wizard. Are you sure you can beat them?"

"How will you know if you don't try! Are they really better than me?" Gebu's face showed no hesitation. "I refuse to accept it! I refuse to accept it! Let's have a fight!"

"What about the gods? The Raven Queen, Magnubie, Obak... You're not even afraid of the gods?"

"To hell with the gods!" Geb blurted out.

The goblin's smile froze, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"You...you say that again?"

"I'll say it once, you hear me clearly!"

Gebu said firmly:

"Go to hell with God!"

These words echoed on the empty stage—and the goblin laughed again.

This time, he laughed unrestrainedly and freely, his laughter making the entire space vibrate.

"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

"Gebu, you're really interesting."

The goblin reached out and grabbed Geb's shoulder. In front of Geb, its face kept changing: human, halfling, dwarf, dragonborn... For a moment, its face seemed somewhat familiar to Geb—the man's eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.

The dice flew through the air, and the numbers of fate swayed before the goblin's eyes—big or small?

To live or to die?

Is it the truth or a lie?

"I admire you, Goblin Goblin; your journey is not over yet."

The ever-changing face spoke recklessly, and a thousand voices echoed in the void:

"I'd like to see if you can keep your big talk—"

The man suddenly pushed Geb backward, and an invisible force blew the goblin away.

"Wh...who are you?!"

Geb's voice grew longer and longer, disappearing into the ever-stretching space.

The little goblin lost control of its body and fell freely into the endless abyss—

Geb hadn't yet grasped what this guy had said to him—he hadn't even realized what he'd just said, only remembering the grand pronouncements that had slipped out...

Falling... or ascending?

The mysterious man's face disappeared from sight, leaving only endless darkness.

Just as Gebu was confused, a familiar, simple voice rang in his ears.

"Gebu, wake up—"