[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-am-not-a-goblin-slayer":3,"chapter-i-am-not-a-goblin-slayer-i-am-not-a-goblin-slayer-chapter-35":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Am Not A Goblin Slayer",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1310837,1741,"Chapter 35: Thorny Hut","i-am-not-a-goblin-slayer-chapter-35",35,"\u003Cp>\"Hic——\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling full and satisfied, he walked out of the inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss confirmed once again that the previous poor taste of the dishes was not Sofia’s fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, how could one make the cheapest black bread delicious without seasonings and other ingredients?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps one would need to use some magic that can turn food palatable to achieve that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But does such magic even exist in this world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he was now seen as a mage apprentice, Gauss, who was still a complete novice in magic, had no idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scorching afternoon wind blew through the town’s streets. Gauss walked along the side of the street, carefully avoiding the carts and mule-driven wagons transporting goods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Widow’s Alley, it should be over there, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his previous self had lived in this small town for a year, there were still many places he hadn’t been to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including that Widow’s Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only heard that such a place existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He relied on asking others for directions along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he groped his way to the front of a deep alleyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crossing the clear stream gurgling along the roadside, he stepped onto the stone-paved path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On both sides were row houses inhabited by all sorts of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were artists, herbalists, and small-scale artisans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Residents ran underground taverns, as well as some unspeakable pleasure dens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scantily clad women with heavy makeup stood at doors, waving their fair arms to attract customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss glanced curiously but retracted his gaze and walked quickly past when one of the women turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a proper mission today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thorny Hut... Thorny Hut...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Found it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he nearly reached the alley’s end, he finally found his destination, a small house mottled gray and overgrown with moss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he almost missed it the first time he walked past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he walked by, an odd sense of incongruity flashed in his mind, making him feel something was amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he walked back, finally spotting the wooden sign nailed to the wall that read \"Thorny Hut.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I in the wrong place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss looked at the dust-covered oak door with its embedded brass bell, feeling a bit uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like this old house had been abandoned for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hesitating for a moment, he decided to knock on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knuckles against the wood made a crisp sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no response from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss waited a few seconds and knocked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, there was no sign of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could they have moved away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Gauss hadn’t spent much time at Gron’s blacksmith shop, Gron was usually quite reclusive during his stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obtaining outdated information from Gron’s manager wasn’t unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was considering leaving...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Creak——\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old wooden door slowly dragged open, the rusty hinges groaning like a wounded beast, emitting a strange and jarring screech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss looked up, seeing a dark, empty corridor behind the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who opened the door?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Gauss puzzled over this, he suddenly heard a crisp female voice from below him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who sent you here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss looked down to discover that a person had been standing in front of him all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she was so short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was so short that Gauss, standing close to the door, wouldn’t have noticed her without looking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face, despite her stature, looked like that of a woman about 20 years old, with slightly reddish skin and smooth black hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But really, so short! Is she even 80cm tall? Even goblins are taller than her, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking down the street, Gauss worried that some tall person might accidentally step over her head?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-Elf? Dwarf?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably a Half-Elf, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss pondered. He had seen these non-human races on the road before but had never observed them so closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Half-Elves and Dwarves are small-sized races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Half-Elves are more like \"miniature humans,\" with a body that is proportionally smaller but retains human proportions, and they are more agile in movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing about 90 cm tall and weighing 30-35 pounds (14-16 kg), they are small creatures with rosy skin, and black, sleek hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling information about Half-Elves in his mind, Gauss found that the appearance matched the petite lady standing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kid, it feels like you’re thinking about something impolite.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me, who are you? Who introduced you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Half-Elf seemed sure that no stranger would come looking for her in her small shop and asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Boss, I’m Gauss, introduced by Gron, the manager of Black Anvil Workshop, Gron Bates.\" Gauss added Gron’s full name, fearing she might not remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gron?\" The Half-Elf raised an eyebrow. \"Then come on in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she stepped aside, although Gauss felt it made little difference if she didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking through the hallway, he entered the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the dull and old walls and doors outside, the interior decor of the hall was quite striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brass chandeliers hung from the dome overhead, and the walls were embedded with honeycomb-like wooden niches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each niche displayed a variety of items, dazzling and overwhelming at first glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Materials and specimens from ordinary monsters and beasts, some dried but unknown herbs, books, statues, and eggs of unknown species...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were so many, Gauss looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his gaze was firmly attracted to a row of neatly hanging elongated objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What are those?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic Wands!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lengths of that row of magic wands varied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shortest one was about the same length as the one Daphne, the Priest from the Night Owl Squad, used, roughly forearm length.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the longest one, Gauss estimated, was about one meter eighty to one meter ninety long, like a mix between a magic wand and a hefty melee weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a dark brown, large wooden staff, the surface covered in fine, scale-like cracks. The grip was wrapped in cloth strips, and atop the slightly enlarged end was embedded an egg-shaped gem emitting a faint green glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss estimated the longest and heaviest one weighed at least a dozen pounds, not very handy for a typical mage without some strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pity, they all looked like things I couldn’t afford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was the massive, imposing big magic wand or the slender, exquisite small one, the gems embedded in them were obviously not cheap, at least from Gauss’s outsider perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reluctantly tore his gaze away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Half-Elf lady had already sprawled on a rattan chair, completely ignoring the presence of this outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name is Andri, and I’m the manager here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s your relationship with Gron?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Half-Elf Andri lazily rolled over, facing Gauss with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss explained his relationship with Gron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, Andri looked at him incredulously once she heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just an employee? Or just someone who worked temporarily for a few days?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing, I just didn’t expect that old guy to change so much. You know, he wasn’t exactly a helpful person before.\" The Half-Elf Andri blinked. \"In fact, he used to kill without a second thought.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gauss was a bit stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t comment on it, after all, Gron treated him well; as for the past, it had nothing to do with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing that Gauss quickly regained his composure after being briefly stunned, Andri privately found it uninteresting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you familiar with Gron, the manager?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We used to be very familiar, we were members of the same squad, but we haven’t been in touch for many years. To think we’re both in Gray Rock Town; he really is a heartless man.\" Andri shook her head and lamented, though her face remained calm. \"In all these years, this is the first time Gron has introduced an outsider to my place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1290,"2026-06-05T18:36:34.847Z",1,"novelbin.me","52b36ad09562f3e8cb34e9e9f508a4669fd640a0ebc2aeb29318cd9cc8cee930","i-am-not-a-goblin-slayer-chapter-36","i-am-not-a-goblin-slayer-chapter-34",640,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-am-not-a-goblin-slayer-cover.jpg"]