Goblin Kingdom (Part 1)

Chapter 68: The Unfortunate Kuzan

In the dark and damp cave were glowing mosses that lit the endless path. From up above were icicles, hanging, and beads of water dropped down from them, echoing a dripping sound in the ever quiet cave.

After accepting the Gordob's invitation, we travelled here to this cave, situated two-days north of Ganra.

"This way."

Guiding us was Yellow, who had borrowed the form of a Bird of MisfortuneSkyura.

I don't know what manner of logic or sorcery he's employed, but he is somehow able to make corpses lead us around. My fellow goblins that came from the Eastern Village like me, were all wary at the odd sight. But the goblins from the tribes all seemed to be used to this as they only laughed, saying, 'They're that kind of people'.

With the now one-eyed chief of the Gaidga, the hero of Ganra: The First ArcherGadieta, Gilmi, and the oldest of the four tribal chiefs: the chief of the riders, Aluhaliha, we headed for the cave of the Gordob.

Along the way, the leader of the druids, Gi Za met up with us. He wouldn't take no for an answer, so in the end, we had to take him along as well.

Eventually we reached a stair-like path that descended to the lower levels of the cave. It was dark, but that wasn't a deterrent to us goblins. Unfortunately, the path was narrow, so while normal goblins didn't have a problem, Rashka, who was exceptionally big, found the path uncomfortably small.

"This path's too narrow! And too long!" He complained.

Hearing that, the older chief, Aluhaliha, spared no mercy as he jokingly said, "Why don't you go on a diet then?"

"I'm not fat, I'm too tall!" Rashka retorted.

Hearing the banter between the two, Gilmi couldn't help but join in on the fun.

"I hear Lord Gi Go is an accomplished swordsman. How about having him whittle you down?" He said.

"I see," Rashka nodded. "There was also that option."

I didn't say anything, but at the back of my head I threw a tsukkomi[simple_tooltip content='(Japanese comedy style. One guy says something crazy – this person is called the boke; also known as the funny man – and then another person corrects him; usually hitting him in the head – this guy is the tsukkomi; also known as the straight man.)'](?)[/simple_tooltip] , saying, 'From where are you going to cut him? The legs? The head?'

Thinking to myself, 'I can't get caught up with this goblins' sense of humor', I asked Yellow, "Is the way still long?"

"No, we'll be there soon," he curtly replied.

This is the fourth time I've asked that question, and that's the same answer he's given each and every time. Seeing how pointless asking was, I stopped bothering, and I just looked around and observed the Gordob's houses that made use of the limestone cavern.

The stalactites that've formed in the many years, encroached into the cave like bamboo shoots here and there. They stretched out from the ceiling to the ground, and were all over the place; a truly magnificent sight. This place definitely seems like the sort to be a tourist spot. Of course, the small underground lakes scattered throughout the caves are also worth mentioning. In any case, I've counted about 4 or 5 of those stalactites so far. They're not transparent, and are instead brilliantly glowing a faint green hue.

This place is truly beautiful. It's almost as if everything's an illusion.

As I was thinking that, I noticed something move at the edge of my vision. When I looked toward its direction, what I saw was a small, white lizard, running away.