Chapter 38: Cannon Fodder for Baiting Crar
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The Houndhead n’s leader was a hogrown Houndhead Warrior in the Spiders’ Lair.
Since he climbed out from the egg, his head was larger than other Houndhead n. As he grew older, his head grew bigger, and he beca the new leader of the Houndhead n.
He inherited the best hamr and armor from the old leader and led the tribe to live peacefully in the Spiders’ Lair. The Spiders were in charge of hunting, while the Houndhead n ate the remnants of the Spiders’ food or the sickly old Spiders like the normal Houndhead n.
Until one day, a group of insane Goblins ca to the Spiders’ Lair.
The insane Goblins got themselves slaughtered, and their bodies beca food for the Spiders. Even the Houndhead n, who had strict control of their population, obtained sumptuous als. The leader of the Houndhead n produced two nests of eggs.
When they were preparing to receive new mbers into their tribe, problems cropped up.
It wasn’t known when these Goblins started hunting Spiders, but they hunted Spiders in the day, at night, and even while everyone was sleeping. When the Spiders dwindled, the Goblins ventured deeper into the lair. The leader of the Houndhead n felt that the Spiders would be wiped out at this rate, and his tribe wouldn’t have a stable supply of food.
He led his elite warriors and charged out.
The Goblins had ford their legion and waited at the entrance of the Spiders’ Lair for battle.
This was a warrior’s honor, the tribe’s honor!
Crar charged at the Goblins without hesitation. He led his warriors and crushed the Goblins. Then the Houndhead n retrieved the Goblins’ weapons and armor as loot. Victory belonged to the Houndhead n!
If Crar hadn’t detected a powerful creature nearby, he would have led his warriors to flatten the Goblins’ ho!
After obtaining victory, the tribe’s most knowledgeable Houndhead Elder, who was the only one proficient in the Underworld language, carried out a victory ritual for them. As they were appeasing the Gods, the Goblins ca again, this ti naked. They charged like mad dogs that were to be slaughtered.
Crar treated the Goblins as offerings for the Gods. The Goblins were fearful, and they offered their lives to plead for rcy so that their tribe could continue to survive!
Oh, those pathetic Goblins.
After a few major battles, the Houndhead Elder grandly announced,
“The Goblins yielded. They feared you and called you—Crar!”
According to the Houndhead Elder, Crar ant the most terrifying existence.
Crar believed it.
Since then, the entire tribe started calling his new na, Crar! He would have his na etched in the tribe’s history. The brave leader, Crar!
Then the Goblins ca again, and one of them shouted, “Grandsons!”
Crar didn’t understand the common Underworld language, so he looked at the Houndhead Elder at the side. He wasn’t sure what the Goblins were doing. Were they offering their lives to appease the Gods?
The Houndhead Elder pondered and said, “That’s a complint. He is singing praises of our leader. They are fully ard, so they are looking for a grand battle.”
Crar was starting to be fond of these Goblins, and he wouldn’t turn away from battles. He lifted his Hamr and charged.
He crushed the Goblin who praised him and hamred an adjacent Goblin, who flew to the side. The Goblin’s chest armor was severely dented, and he vomited blood as he shouted, “D*mn, my armor’s broken. I have to spend money to fix my armor!”
Crar didn’t understand the Goblin and thought the Goblin was praising him again.
Crar defeated Goblin after Goblin before they started to retreat. They dragged their comrades’ corpses and fled quickly. Crar wanted to pursue them, but he felt a powerful presence and stopped.
Crar turned his head and was about to bring his tribe back when he noticed his warriors having serious casualties. So were shot to the ground by arrows, while others were slashed to death. Though the Houndhead n achieved victory, they paid a heavy price.
Crar understood that they were honorable sacrifices. Their souls would be warmly received by the ancestors, while their bodies were to be baptized by fire and made into als.
On the second day, the Goblins returned with a vengeance.
Crar was as valiant as before, but his warriors suffered casualties. The Goblins retreated once again after sustaining 50% casualties.
Crar felt that sothing wasn’t right. Why were there endless Goblins to be killed? Who were their mothers? Why were they so reproductive?
The situation was looking bleak for the Houndhead n. Crar looked at the dismal number of warriors and the Houndhead Elder for an answer. The Elder muttered, “We have achieved grand victory and should shift our tribe deeper into the Spiders’ Lair.”
Crar thought it was reasonable and wanted to lead the remaining warriors deep into the Spiders’ Lair. However, he discovered that the Spiders’ Lair entrance was covered by a magical barrier, and they were unable to go through.
As Crar looked for ways to break through the barrier, those Goblins, who seed to multiply endlessly, ca back again!
Crar grasped his Hamr tightly as he looked fearlessly at his prey!
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Sherlock was excited by the relentless combat willpower of the Goblins, whom he was going to make use of to earn money, attack other Dungeons, and complete his assigned missions. He found no reason to let the Houndhead n move deeper into the Spiders’ Lair.
Sherlock set up a magical barrier at the Spiders’ Lair entrance so that the Houndhead n couldn’t escape into the Spiders’ Lair. They could only loiter at the entrance.
The gars achieved certain success, and the forum nad this thod of baiting monster—Cannon Fodder’s Monster Baiting thod.
Within three days, they had carried out four suicidal battles that caused a severe weakening of the Houndhead n. Crar was the only one left at the Spiders’ Lair entrance.
They even organized a battle just to retrieve their dropped weapons and equipnt.
NotWearingPants calculated in detail the price the gars paid over the three days in the forum. It included the casualties in each battle, repair fees of the equipnt, damage of equipnt during battle, and the replacent costs for irreparable equipnt. The rough estimate was about 50,000 bronze coins. The battles wiped out all the savings of the hundred Beta Gars.
It caused the price of coins to hyper-inflate, and even rich gars were unwilling to pay for bronze coins.
Sherlock also discovered that gars who had never carried bricks, such as Arthur, BurningChestHair, and Sylvanas, started to carry bricks diligently. The Dungeon’s developnt accelerated once again.
Sherlock was pleased to see the gars working hard day and night.
While the gars were carrying bricks diligently, the construction of the Carpenter Workshop comnced. Winterfell’s Only Have More Expensive Stuff Carpenter Shop had great efficiency. Within a day, the Carpenter Workshop was completed, and a cartload of Short Bow arrows was delivered to the Dungeon Core entrance.
The Carpenter Workshop was nicely constructed with complete facilities like a cooking stove, big pot, crucible, spoon, seasoning stick, spatula, and even a complete set of condints.
The Carpenter hadn’t arrived, as it would take so ti to find the Carpenter with the best culinary skill. The Stone Golem from the Only Have More Expensive Stuff Carpenter Shop said that the Carpenter would arrive in a week.
Sherlock wasn’t in a hurry, as it would only be another two days. Though it was tough on Simba, it would only be two more days before soone shared his burden.
The Beta Gars launched their final attack on Crar.
As the Beta Gar representative, NotWearimgPants published on the discussion forum. It was a post called [Leader of Houndhead n, Crar, Attack Plan].
Within an hour, the post garnered nurous clicks and replies. Sherlock took a look at the post that showed pictures of Crar swinging his Hamr, as well as a far shot of the leader.
Crar looked valiant in the pictures.
Sherlock started reading the detailed contents.
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