Chapter 13
Of course, Hans' way of pulling out his sword looked hopelessly awkward, but he prepared his stance. Despite everything, he was a Steelwall servant, and he had heard a thing or two about fighting.
Urggh!
The goblin made a threatening glare and shook his wooden club.
‘At most, the monster’s weapon is a wooden club.’
Even though Hans didn’t have much faith in his sword before, it began to feel trustworthy to him. After all, although his sword looked modest, it was made out of fine iron.
‘I can win!’
Hans didn’t hide the rising confidence on his face and slowly approached the goblin.
Ehhhhhhhhh!
The goblin raised a tree branch with all of its strength and ran towards Hans.
“Huh, huh?”