I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (Web Novel)

A Crash Course on Killing Goblins

Translator: SupremeTentacle

Editor: Exkalamity

We returned to the boulder where all the other beastkin were hiding . There, we found everyone was staring at us with stunned expressions on their faces .

“Everyone, over here,” said Fran .

“O-Okay . ”

The group obediently followed Fran . They began to murmur the moment they saw the many goblins that been strewn across the undergrowth .

“A-Amazing!”

“As expected of the Black Lightning Princess!”

“Man! Evolved black catkin are awesome!”

“Now I get why there is so much hype around evolving . ”

The red dogkin guard approached Fran .

“I was right not to judge you like other black catkin,” he said . “You really do live up to your reputation . ”

He kept his expression calm and composed, but his tail was wagging like mad and his eyes were burning with admiration . He was clearly just as excited and impressed as everyone else .

Suddenly a scream ripped through our surroundings .

“Aiieee! This one’s still alive”

“What? Oh no! That one is too!”

“We’re all gonna die!!”

The surrounding black catkin finally noticed that some of the goblins were still breathing . They all paled at the thought that they were casually standing around monsters that were still alive .

“Left alive for you,” said Fran . “Finish them . ”

“What?”

“Letting you kill,” repeated Fran .

“What!? Why?”

The black catkin responded with shock . Many even seemed devastated . It was almost as if they thought Fran had betrayed them .

“Goblins, evil beings . Kill for evolution . Also confidence, ” said Fran .

None of the black catkin responded . They all just continued staring at her in mute horror .

Well, they’ve probably never held weapons in before, so they probably lack the mental strength to instantly kill something on command . The most they’ve probably done is hunt . They don’t have the strong, warrior-like mentality shared by Fran and most other beastkin .

“Quick,” chided Fran . “Paralysis running out . ”

“O-Oh lord!”

“You three!” She pointed at three young black catkin at the edge of the group . “Do it . ”

The three black catkin jumped back in surprise, almost dropping their weapons .

“No way! Hitting monsters is scary! . ”

“I’ll d-do it tomorrow . I promise . ”

“I’ve never held a weapon in my life! Please spare me!”

“No!” Fran took an intimidating step forward . “Do it . Now . ”

“But-”

“Paralysis wearing out . ”

“A-Anything but that!”

“Now!”

“Y-Yes ma’am!” One of the young black catkin lurched forward towards the goblins . His fear had buckled under Fran’s intimidating glare .

“You two . Follow him,” said Fran .

“Oh god, why did it come to this?”

“W-We’ve got no choice but to do it . ”

Goblins are the Evil God’s subordinates . If anything, it would be morally wrongnotto kill them off . I’m sure these black catkin understand that . Their fear probably stems from the idea of raising a weapon and inflicting harm on another living being .

The three black catkin positioned themselves around of a single collapsed goblin . Each raised his above his head and prepared to swing . Their faces were covered in sweat .

“Now swing!”

The three black catkin shut their eyes and brought their swords down . There was a clang as the swords bounced off the goblin’s armor . The goblin let out a painful screech . Hearing it caused the three black catkin to yelp and scramble back behind Fran .

What the hell! That attack was so weak! Forget about cutting down goblins . Holy shit, you can’t even till the earth with that kind of swing . Their fear is really hampering their abilities .

“Nn . Put hips into swing,” said Fran .

“B-But…”

“Again . Use hips . Like this,” she said, swinging me a few times .

“Yes ma’am…”

“Ugh…”

“I can’t do this! I can’t take it anymore . ”

“You gotta do it man . Come on! Don’t leave us hanging . ”

Overpowered by Fran’s forceful aura, the three of them once again stood in front of a goblin, raised their swords, and swung them down . This time, they followed through with their entire body and also they actually aimed for the head and other exposed parts . It took them a good thirty seconds, but they eventually managed to kill it .

“Haa…hahh…”

“How’s that?”

“Did we… do it…?”

“Nn . Good job . Goblin dead,” said Fran .

“Hell yeeaaaah!”

The three of them raised their hands and let out a cheer! They huddled together and started crying, their joy showing clearly on their faces .

Fran stepped in before they started getting out of hand .

“Bad . Getting cocky . Three attackers, one goblin . Still needed 10 swings . ,” she pointed out . “And goblin immobile . Need one hit kill . ”

“Urk… Y-Yeah, I guess…”

“Yeah…she’s right . ”

“Damn . We were getting carried away…”

“But not bad for first time,” said Fran . “If train and choose skills, can be stronger than goblins . ”

“Yes ma’am!” the three shouted in unison .

Fran’s becoming a pretty good teacher . She’s employing the carrot and the stick method very effectively, making the black catkin both fear and worship her .

“Next three,” said Fran .

“Y-Yes ma’am!”

The remaining black catkin all stepped up in groups of three and finished off one goblin each . Most of the later groups had already completed their mental preparations by the time they were called . They knew it was coming; they’d already watched their comrades perform the very same act . Few resisted as much as the first group . The black catkin began noisily chattering the moment the last goblin fell .

“The Black Lightning Princess says I gained a level!”

“Me too! Me too!”

“Aww… That’s not fair! She let you hit its head! All I did was smack its feet . ”

“I’m gonna totally start training when I get back home!”

“You do that . I’m totally done with this . I can’t handle any more . ”

Fran rounded up the villagers .

“Okay . No more monsters around . Returning to village,” said Fran .

“Okay, but what about the corpses?”

“Will hold onto them for now . ”

Fran walked over and swiftly placed the corpses into my dimensional storage before turning around and leading the group back to the village .