The Ruined Death Knight

[Level has increased from Lv.2 to Lv.3]

[Strength increased by 1, Agility increased by 1 and Endurance increased by 1]

[Status]

Name: ----

Race: Skeleton (Undead)

Level: 3

Class: -----

Sub-Class: ----

Health: 250

Mana: 10

Attribute Points: 0

Attributes: Strength: 7 Agility: 4 Intelligence: 1 Endurance: 5

[Talents] [Undead] [Sin of Wrath]

[Skills][Lower Weapon Mastery Lv.1]

[Remark: A slightly skilled skeleton among the other undead of this kind. Although you show improvement, a shiny rock is still a rock.]

"It was worth the trouble going after this group. Although the ambush didn`t go as planned, the end result is what matters..."

Remembering the goblin that first saw him made him feel uncomfortable for various reasons.

"Still I finally got my first skill [Lower Weapon Mastery Lv.1] which was better than expected, but learning a skill while in a fight is quite risky"

*Crack

"..."

Hearing the sound coming out of my sword I made a anxious face.

Upon a closer inspection, I saw some cracks appearing in the tip of the sword, probably from the time I stabbed this goblin in the neck...

"Sigh, I know this would have happened but to think that it was this early..."

I wished it could have lasted until I cleared the goblin nest but it seem like it will probably break mid-fight.

"I will have to change plans...Although I could wait for another group to come out to ambush it didn`t mean I could kill them as fast that I did with this group of 5 without this sword." After pondering for a bit I could only see a conclusion.

"I will have to use the weapons of those goblins to clear the nest though ... Although I should make full use of this sword for now".

I walked towards the corpses of the goblins and ripped some of their cloth and stored 2 of the best daggers between the 5 inside the cloth.

After I decided what I will be using. I dragged the corpses of the goblins together with their remains deep inside the lake and I used their buckets to wash away the blood from the ground. Although he felt uncomfortable while going into the lake cause of this past experience, it was something that was needed to be done.

"With this, there should be no traces remaining that this group of goblins died here. Since this goblins look rather stupid they probably wouldn`t think that they got ambushed. I hope so at least...."

Since I cut their water supplies they probably would send another group here. When that happens I would be ready.

Seeing the power, or rather a knowledge that [Lower Weapon Mastery Lv.1] bought me I got really curious at the [Miasma Corruption Lv.1] skill. Not about the increase of all attributes.

But about the dead mana.

I have been wondering for quite some time what mana really is. Since I met the level 3 goblin with the movement skill I considered mana as some kind of fuel that was needed to activate active skills.

But what about dead mana? Why not just mana? How are there different?

"Still too much that I don`t know..."

After thinking about how much I don't know about this place I sighed heavily and went to make the preparations for the next ambush

*****

Different kinds of sound could be heard inside the goblin cave.

Sounds of the screeching goblins, equipment being carried around, and stuff being thrown at the walls.

Although the stuff being thrown were goblins.

"Kha! W-Where... is gRoup that I SeNd!"

While the adult goblin was enraged he kicked the surrounding goblins with enough power to send them flying into the walls of the cave to calm this rage. Even though all these goblins were these own children he didn`t care.

After sending the first group of the goblins to bring water to this brother the elder he sent another group of 5 goblins to fetch some water for everyone in this cave.

...But after several hours he noticed that the group he sent still haven`t come.

"These bastards! Ho-w dare them MakIng me WaiT! You T-ten! Go bring those bastards to me...ALIVE! I wiLL personally eAt them!"

Seeing the rage of their father they imminently picked up their daggers with only a few picking some buckets and headed out with a rush. The sight of their father eating their fellow goblins or rather brothers were even for them gruesome.

Since it wasn`t done quickly. No, it was the opposite!

Their father was eating them very slowly by cutting small pieces of their flesh and slowly torturing what were suppose to be these children.

In at worst case, their father would eat one to two of their limbs and let them live for the next day for the circle to continue until they died.

Seeing the reaction of these children he scoffed loudly and went to the far end of the cave to seated on what looks like a throne made of stone and some wood.

And so he waited.

1 hour past

2 hours past...

3 hours pa...

....

After several hours passed.

No one came.

Veins from all over the adult goblin were showing as if there were to explode any moment!

Normally it takes about 1 hour in order to get to the lake and come back or maybe 2 if there were in a fight. But before he could explode in this rage a sudden thought came to this mind.

What if there were all killed? No, that should be impossible. They were a group of 10 so they shouldn`t lose to anything unless it`s...

There shouldn`t be humans since my brother guards one of the paths and the other path is being guarded by th-

A sudden thought came into this mind. About the one that was guarding one of the paths...

"Blue eyed.... It has to be!" After making this own conclusion he stood up in panic.

"YOu twO! Quick! Go to elder brother tO sEnd help! The blue eyed is coming!"

The two chosen goblins flinched for a second upon seeing their father in fear. Although that lasted for a second before they went to bring the message to their elder.

******

*Thuds!

Sounds of small metal pieces falling into the ground could be heard near the lake.

"I guess 15 was still too much after all. Sigh, nevertheless it has done a good job until now but It`s time to say goodbye at last...."

While standing surrounded by 10 goblin corpses. My whole attention was on the sword that I held. Or rather the former sword as of now was just the handle of the sword which had a small piece of metal still on it.

Seeing the broken blade I felt somehow dejected. I really was starting to like this sword too...

"You have even done enough, now rest..." I gently placed the sword underground and moved on.

There was no point feeling sad about a broken tool.

"Sigh, those little guys have done a really good job at me this time... They even broke some of my bones"

The previous fight was really intense to the point I was thinking of running away. At first, a group of 5 goblins came again which was an easy pray after my level up. But when 10 goblins came I really got overconfident cause of the previous two groups, but 10 goblins really were dangerous. I shouldn`t have done it but in the end, it was still worth it.

Eleven level 2 goblins and four level 1 goblin... the end result was gaining 2800XP, if we count the 100 XP inside my storage I should have 2900 XP. I still got a long way to go until I reach 5000 XP...

I had some doubts if I really should aim for the [Miasma Corruption Lv.1] skill instead of leveling up but I decided against it. Although the strength that I will gain is less than of leveling 5 times, the information behind the skill is crucial in a place where I know nothing around me.

"I would need around 15 more goblins to acquire [Miasma Corruption Lv.1], but for now I should focus on recovering since my body is a mess"

After seeing my status I long noticed that my HP can recover by just waiting a bit.

In about 2 hours I should have recovered...

"After that, I can try to invade the nest of the goblins.... if there are still too many goblins inside I can just run away but for now, I need to know their numbers."