Girl Hero: Revenge on Goblins!
Chapter 128: D45. Marching_3

Chapter 128: D45. Marching_3

Although she hadn’t mentioned it to Grandpa, the Hero wasn’t very skilled at dealing with Chocobos before acquiring the Phoenix Bloodline.

1. Hadn’t ridden one before

2. Not adept with Chocobos♛

D2=d2(2)=2

It’s hard to say whether it was because snakes are part of their diet, or because the high-tier Chocobos used in her initial training were too proud and not very approachable.

Just as she didn’t know why she was so good at calligraphy, she wasn’t consciously aware of her unfamiliarity with Chocobos.

Perhaps people have their own individual personalities just like that.

The two Chocobo companions of the coachman had been quite friendly toward her even before she gained the Phoenix Power; they must have been especially docile by Chocobo standards.

Though she ultimately learned basic riding skills, unlike her calligraphy, it was limited to just that—she could stay on the bird without falling off.

If she hadn’t become easier to bond with Chocobos now, the upcoming march would likely have been a tough journey.

In any case, under the Hero’s all-out nodding, though still with some concerns, Grandpa hastened his steps and went out to the station to prepare the Chocobos.

The Kingdom does have "horses" as mounts, but they are only raised in regions like grasslands where wild horses exist, while the rideable horses of Magic Creature level are only found with the Church’s Holy Knights’ Heavenly Pegasuses.

Compared to that, Chocobos are more widespread, and the border’s military also opts for Chocobos.

After all, any mount requires long-term selective breeding to cultivate the suitable types and numbers; for the Kingdom, since Chocobos are already available, there’s no need to specifically promote another type of land mount.

But none of this is of concern to the current Hero.

"So then, child—"

After watching Grandpa leave, the village chief grandma hastened her speech.

[Regarding the Martial Monk—]

1. As much as possible, use your own body to fight

2. Focus on spiritual training

3. Imitate your Beast Form

4. This is guidance for training; it’s not applicable now♛

5. Incorporate magic into your attacks

6. Actively use your ’vitality’

7. Intimidate your opponent with strikes and presence

8. This is guidance for training; it’s not applicable now

9. You could try writing characters on yourself

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(4)=4

[Regarding the Beast Spirit—]

1. You can try to hunt creatures with a similar appearance

2. You need to earnestly collect Beast Souls

3. Attempt to use spells in humanoid form

4. This is guidance for advancing; it’s not applicable now♛

5. That village has a descendant of a Beast Spirit Mage

6. There are Scale snake Magic Creatures near that village

7. Use your Perception to delve into the depths of your lineage

8. This is guidance for advancing; it’s not applicable now

9. You could try transforming to befriend friendly Magic Creatures

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(4)=4

→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★

"The topic for the next lesson—"

The old woman paused momentarily, and with an amused shake of her head,

"I’ve become muddled, I’ve thought of too much at once, and forgot you are in a hurry right now.

"After all, we’re not in the Royal Capital Academy, and can’t afford to drag out the lesson."

Realizing the underlying meaning in village chief grandma’s words, the Hero promptly stood up.

"The lectures about Martial Monks and Beast Spirit Mages can wait until you return. I can also use this time to organize my thoughts and customize a syllabus for you."

Learning material custom-made by a Pantheon Scholar.

Although village chief grandma isn’t a Martial Monk or Magician, she has a profound understanding of the history of these two Professions.

For a newcomer to the Profession, such guidance from a scholar is enough to set them on a prosperous path early on.

Completely unaware that this is envied by everyone at the Royal Capital Academy, the Hero simply nodded eagerly, wishing she could break free right that moment.

"Alright, you need to get your luggage ready first. Both Beast Spirit Mages and Martial Monks don’t need Armor, but you can’t ride a Chocobo in what you’re wearing."

Hearing village chief grandma’s command, the Hero leapt up instantly, gesturing for her Gleaming Scale Serpent to prepare the travel pack.

"Plus, I’ll write you a letter now; make sure to pick it up before you leave.

"I know the village chief of that village, if you can make it there before nightfall, they can start preparing early, and afterwards, I’ll also seek the Church to convey this matter."

At this point, village chief grandma’s demeanor turned serious.

After all, she was just a retired historical scholar, not a Mage skilled in prophecy; it was only after learning of the local aberrations from the Hero that she inferred the movements of the Goblins.

Moreover, she was just the chief of one village, not a Lord overseeing the entire territory; she had to be responsible for her own village, and couldn’t command the local militia to lend their support to other villages from miles away.

Her role was to send a capable vanguard to give warning and help, followed by the Church and towns dispatching reinforcement support, and that was all she could do.

Even though the powerful Goblin Remnants were annihilated at Lake Town, based on her estimation, the leftover weaker Goblin Groups wouldn’t have the capacity to overwhelm the said village,

Yet history has shown that many tragedies and falls often occur after such confidence and oversight.

"Well then, off you go, and remember to be careful."

Village chief grandma handed the letter to the Hero.

The Hero, having quickly prepared, nodded earnestly and then rushed out the door.

And Grandpa had already led the best Chocobo from the station, utilizing his Noble identity.

"Exert your full strength even when catching a rabbit. Do not underestimate the Goblins, stay on alert—come back alive."

Looking at the Hero, who had put on her boots, packed her backpack, and was also wrapped with a Black Snake, hurrying towards him, Grandpa released the Chocobo’s reins and spoke earnestly.

The Hero nodded vigorously in response, then jumped onto the back of the Chocobo; her rough movement made the large bipedal bird cry out in displeasure.

’Sorry, I’m in a hurry!’

The Hero gripped the reins, internally apologizing.

’Once I return, I’ll buy you lots of feed!’

Whether or not her apology reached it, the Chocobo beneath her slightly lowered its body, scratching the ground with its large feet, prepared for a high-speed start.

Under the gaze of the two elderly people, the Hero looked back one last time and then spurred on the Chocobo, darting away rapidly.

The young girl sets forth—

[Time needed to reach the nearby village: [] hours]

D5+10=d5(4)+10=14

Note: Solo rider without load D5, Riding Skill merely meets the standard with no bonuses, if it takes 13 hours or more then the Assault will have already happened.

[Prosperity level of the nearby village (dictates defense capability)]

D50+10=d50(43)+10=53