Goblin Slayer - Volume 3 - Chapter 6.1

Interlude – Of The Honored Hero And Her First Hail Mary Attack

That was some adventure! Plenty of twists, a few turns… 

Too bad there were still some bad guys leftover after we broke up the plans of that Evil Sect or whatever it was. 

And whoever that giant was they were trying to summon, that seemed pretty badass. 

The archbishop and I were finally able to meet up via the ritual at the harvest festival—even if it was only in spirit form. 

That girl’s prayer reached all the way to the gods. Awesome, huh? Way over my head. 

That guy started spinning right in front of our eyes until he got as big as a mountain! 

The clouds he stirred up around him stretched out and turned into these nasty-looking arms. 

He was like a centipede in human form—it kinda gave me the heebie-jeebies. 

I mean, right now I don’t have a body, just my spirit. Even though I somehow have all my usual equipment and weapons. 

“It can be rather unsettling to float along, and then find yourself facing your enemy in spirit form.” 

Sheesh. For someone who’s trained enough to be a master sword fighter, she’s sure got boobs to spare. 

Look at all that! As long as we’re just spirits, maybe I could fill out a bit, too… 

“…Why do I feel like you’re watching me?” 

“Envy. I know the feeling well.” 

Oh, shoot. I forgot everyone can see your emotions here. 

Aw, well. That priestess is about my age, and she’s no bigger than me. 

Isn’t this lady supposed to be super smart or wise or whatever? And she doesn’t know a single way to get me any more size. It’s almost funny. 

“Sore loser.” 

“Aw, shaddup!” 

Apparently, this is the astral plane or something. There’s this kind of gentle, warm light everywhere. It’s really lovely. 

The light is people’s thoughts. Their feelings. I guess it just goes to show how warm everyone in this little town is. 

That ice treat I ate in town was really sweet. Even if I went without lemonade because I couldn’t get a single ball in that frog’s mouth. 

The bacon was salty and delicious, and all the performers put on really neat shows. 

And those lanterns! I didn’t get to listen to the whole prayer, but for sure I want to come back next year. 

That’s why I’ve got to stop this big guy from getting out of here. 

That’s reason enough…but… 

“Hey, doesn’t ‘Hecatoncheir’ mean ‘the hundred-handed one’? I’d swear this guy has at least a thousand!” 

“It’s a figure of speech.” 

“It’s a dirty lie!” 

I guess it’s a little late to complain now, but isn’t that cheating?! 

The god who gave me that handout—are they trying to get me killed? 

That thing’s whipping up magic like there’s no tomorrow! 

“Oh, man… Even I can’t crit every time…” 

“Hey, you hear that? The girl who always gets a breakthrough is saying something.” 

“You know, it is possible to be too humble for your own good.” 

“Pipe down, you guys, I’m trying to be dramatic!” 

I flourish my holy sword, a completely unique weapon to which my soul is bound. 

I have no idea why, but that creature was wasting time trying to manifest itself on the physical plane. 

My friends and I will keep the world safe. We’ll keep everyone safe. We’ll put the hurt on the bad guys and everything will be fine. 

Time for everyone’s favorite—the climactic face-off! 

“Here we goooo! Heroes, have at you!” 

Sun Burst!!