Mossy Encounters?

Lillian clutched the corner of a wall and pushed her head out from behind it, staring at three small figures sitting in a triangle.

'Moss Goblins...'

They had green bodies with scraggly limbs, masks made of moss, and clothes fashioned from crudely organized wood.

They were around 120 cm tall and wielded plain wooden clubs.

These monsters were of the Feral rank—the lowest of the low. In other words, Rank E. Not only that, but they had only one mana shell, so they were a Wretch as well.

Even if Louis Mana Academy was a prestigious academy, as everyone says it is, and as it would test its students' limits, it seemed they were willing to give them even a bit of a chance.

'Even if our class should be given a slightly higher difficulty.'

She knew without a doubt that she would "blitz" through them with ease. That was a fact. She had, after all, taken down monsters an entire rank above them, with arguable ease.