That Time Hori And Miyamura Got Reincarnated In Another World (COMPLETED)

Chapter 2: The Goblins And The Wolves

Hori and Miyamura walked through the dense forest, the sunlight filtering through the thick canopy overhead. The world around them felt so strange and new, but at the same time, it had a familiarity that made it almost comforting. Despite their sudden reincarnation, they had each other, and that was enough.

Miyamura glanced over at Hori, who seemed deep in thought. "So... what do you think our next move is?"

Hori shrugged, a small smile playing on her lips. "Survive, I guess. We'll figure things out as we go."

As they continued walking, they suddenly heard rustling from nearby bushes. Instinctively, they froze, their senses heightened, ready for anything. A moment later, a group of small, ragged-looking goblins emerged from the underbrush, their wide eyes full of fear and desperation.

The goblins hesitated at first, trembling as they saw the two humans standing before them. Hori and Miyamura exchanged a glance, sensing the fear emanating from the creatures.

"W-who are you?" one of the goblins stammered, his voice shaky.

Hori stepped forward, her tone calm and reassuring. "We're not here to hurt you. We're... new to this world."

The goblins looked at each other, their fear slowly giving way to curiosity. One of the older goblins stepped forward, his body hunched with age. "You... you are not ordinary, are you? You possess great power... like the rumors we have heard."

Miyamura scratched his head, glancing at Hori. "Well, we did absorb a giant dragon, so I guess that makes us a bit unusual."

The older goblin looked desperate now, falling to his knees before them. "Please, great ones, we beg of you... help us!"

Hori blinked in surprise. "Help you? With what?"

"Our village is under attack," the goblin continued, his voice trembling. "The dire wolves... they have been attacking us night after night. We are weak, and we cannot defend ourselves any longer. Please... we need your strength."

Hori and Miyamura exchanged glances. They hadn't planned on becoming saviors, but there was something about the goblins' desperation that tugged at their hearts. They couldn't just walk away.

Miyamura gave a small nod. "We'll help you. Take us to your village."

The goblins led them deeper into the forest until they reached a small, rundown village nestled in a clearing. The goblin huts were crude and barely held together, and the villagers looked thin and worn, their eyes filled with fear and hopelessness.

Hori's heart tightened at the sight. "We'll protect them," she muttered to herself, her resolve hardening.

Just as they arrived, a low, menacing growl echoed through the clearing. The air grew tense as a pack of dire wolves, massive and fierce, appeared from the forest's edge. Their leader, a huge wolf with glowing eyes, snarled as he approached the goblin village.

The goblins scattered in terror, hiding behind what little protection they had. Hori and Miyamura stood their ground, their eyes fixed on the approaching wolves.

Miyamura turned to Hori, a small smirk on his face. "Think we can handle this?"

Hori grinned back. "Of course. Let's do this."

The dire wolves lunged, teeth bared, but Hori and Miyamura moved with fluid precision. They worked together in perfect harmony, anticipating each other's movements without needing to speak. It was as if they were dancing-Hori weaving around the wolves with her quick strikes, while Miyamura used his agility and newfound strength to counter the wolves' attacks.

With a swift motion, Miyamura struck down the wolf leader, pinning him to the ground. The remaining wolves hesitated, sensing the change in power.

Hori knelt down next to the leader, meeting its gaze. "We don't have to fight. You and your pack can join us, live alongside the goblins. We'll protect you if you protect them."

The leader growled lowly but then, as if understanding, lowered its head in submission.

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After the battle, the goblins and wolves gathered in the center of the village. Hori and Miyamura, exhausted but victorious, stood before them.

"You fought well, and we appreciate your trust in us," Hori said, addressing the goblins. "But we can't just leave you like this. We'll help you rebuild your village... and give you new strength."

Miyamura nodded, stepping forward. "By giving you names."

The goblins and wolves looked confused but hopeful. Hori and Miyamura focused, channeling the power they now possessed. One by one, they began naming the goblins and wolves, starting with the elder goblin, who became Rigurd. The small, nervous goblin from earlier became Gobta, and the dire wolf leader, in recognition of his strength, became Ranga.

Each name they gave seemed to drain more and more of their energy, but Hori and Miyamura pushed through, determined to give these creatures a fresh start. As the last goblin and wolf received their names, Hori felt her knees buckle.

"Miyamura... I'm..."

Before she could finish her sentence, everything went black.

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Three days later, Hori and Miyamura awoke in a warm, comfortable hut. Sunlight streamed in through a small window, and the sounds of the bustling village filtered through the walls.

Miyamura sat up first, blinking in confusion. "Where...?"

Hori groaned, rubbing her eyes. "We're alive?"

The door to the hut swung open, and to their shock, a tall, muscular goblin-no, it was Rigurd, but he had evolved-entered with a wide grin on his face. "You've awakened, my lords! We were worried!"

Hori and Miyamura exchanged stunned glances. Rigurd and the other goblins had transformed. They were no longer the frail, starving creatures they had been. They were stronger, taller, and more capable. Even the wolves had evolved, now larger and more fearsome than before.

"You've all... evolved?" Miyamura asked, still trying to process what had happened.

Rigurd beamed. "Thanks to you! We are forever in your debt, King Miyamura, Queen Hori."

Miyamura blinked. "King? Queen?"

Rigurd nodded, his eyes shining with admiration. "You are our rulers now. This village is yours, and we will serve you with all our hearts."

Hori smiled softly. "We don't want servants. We want allies. We'll build this village together."

Over the next few days, Hori and Miyamura integrated themselves into the village life. They trained with the goblins and wolves, teaching them new skills while honing their own. Their teamwork was flawless-every movement, every glance, every word they exchanged during training was perfectly synchronized.

Gobta, Rigurd, and even Ranga watched them in awe, marveling at their bond. "Their connection is incredible," Rigurd muttered to Gobta, who nodded enthusiastically.

"It's like they can read each other's minds!" Gobta added, wide-eyed.

Ranga, now proudly walking beside them during training, wagged his tail. "Their power comes from their understanding of one another. It's beautiful to see."

As the sun began to set one evening, Hori and Miyamura stood in the clearing, their wooden practice swords clashing with precision and power. Their movements were fluid, their strikes calculated, but behind every hit was a shared smile, a knowing glance that spoke volumes about the love and trust they had for each other.

With one final clash, their swords met in the middle, the force of their collision sending a shockwave through the clearing. They stood, panting, but smiling at each other, completely in sync.

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End of Chapter 2