Monster Lord: The Goblin Offers the Saintess to Me at the Start

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Only the children kept cheering loudly.

They didn't understand the terror of the monsters. They just felt that their fathers, who could support a whole family in daily life, would surely overcome the current crisis.

Suddenly, a child seemed to get too excited while shouting, and stepped out of his house, throwing a stone forward.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them! Don't hurt my dad!"

"Go away! Go away!"

The young boy's voice and his determined gaze made the other children of his age show a little admiration.

But the boy didn't notice that a small Blood Servant had been hiding behind a dirt pile by the road all along.

As he threw the stone, in the blink of an eye, the Blood Servant shot forward at lightning speed!

In an instant, the atmosphere on the field changed!

Everyone showed extremely terrified expressions.

If a group of strong men could hold off the Blood Servants, a child would be torn to pieces in an instant.

"Little Anatole, run away!"

"Anatole!"

Two urgent shouts echoed. The first came from an old man inside the house.

The second came from the child's father, who was called Anatole.

He let out a terrifying scream, so loud that it made the nearby Blood Servants pause for a moment.

The man swung his spear and rushed forward at full speed.

"Get out of the way!!"

Thud.

The man managed to stab the Blood Servant through the eye socket just before it attacked his child, piercing through the skull and pinning it to the ground. In one move, he killed the relatively weak Blood Servant, which was probably around Bronze-Rank one or two.

But after such a powerful attack, the strong man trembled all over, his hands shaking, looking extremely painful.

Yet, seeing his child was safe, he couldn't help but smile slightly and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

The boy, who had been stunned with fear, finally blinked and nodded.

People around them also gave praise: "Well done, Old Anatole! Great job! They're just a bunch of monsters, right? We can beat them!"

But just as everyone was cheering, none of them noticed that the Blood Servants, who had been facing them all along, had moved!

Earlier, the men had formed a defensive line by waving their weapons.

Now, that line had been torn apart by Anatole's act of protecting his own child.

The Blood Servants charged forward directly, and the strong men had no time to retreat and defend.

Seeing the monsters about to reach their wives, children, and elderly, they had no choice but to abandon the advantage of long-range attacks with their spears. They rushed forward, swinging their weapons, and engaged the Blood Servants in close combat.

That close combat turned out to be a disaster.

Although several of them managed to push the enemies back with their sharp weapons, one man let out a scream: "Ah, I've been bitten! I've been bitten!" He cried out in agony, and a Blood Servant had bitten into his ankle, tearing off a big chunk of flesh with its terrifying bite.

Then he fell to the ground, writhing in pain, his body being poisoned. "It's over. It's all over."

Looking at the injured man, the people nearby all looked desperate.

The Church had been keeping the information secret, and the common people really couldn't recognize the Blood Servants. But they weren't blind — they had their own sources of information — they knew that —

If you were bitten by these monsters, you would be turned into one of them!

And they only had so many people. If one of them was turned into a monster, what would become of the rest of them?

Once these monsters got into the crowd, the casualties would be unimaginable.

At this moment, the strong men in front of the houses went wild, rushing forward.

One man had given up his defensive position to save his child. Another screamed in pain, holding his ankle. The rest, caught off guard and struggling to defend, had no choice but to keep charging forward, using their flesh and blood to block the monsters.

Luckily, one of the leaders shouted, "Don't panic! Everyone, get into one room right now — we can just block this entrance!"

Get together?

Yes! Get together!

Under the command of the leader, the children and women shouting behind them finally reacted, rushing into one of the houses.

Although the room was narrow, it could barely fit everyone, though it was quite crowded.

With a clear defensive goal, the strong men managed to regroup their line and protect the injured man behind them.

They knew this man would probably turn into a monster soon, but from experience, the transformation took some time. So they didn't rush to kick him out — after all, they couldn't bear to watch their childhood friend be torn apart by monsters.

After a struggle, the Blood Servants were indeed kept outside by the strong men with their spears, but the dull *thuds* of impact kept ringing out.

The Blood Servants endured several hits, but they kept pushing forward.

As a result, the men could only swing their weapons with all their strength over and over again. But after the excitement of adrenaline faded, they suddenly felt an unbearable fatigue all over their bodies.

That was the exhaustion and muscle soreness from overexertion!

Soon...

A sudden disaster occurred.

One of them let out a scream — he hadn't managed to attack in time, and a Blood Servant had rushed forward and slashed his wrist. His face turned pale immediately, meaning he would also be infected and turned into a monster!

"No! No! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" This man had very poor mental strength and immediately dropped his spear, rushing into the house.

He was the youngest among the men who were guarding. He hadn't gotten married or had kids yet. He had come to work at Sivis's factory with his older brother.

In daily life, he was timid and had no family to protect — all he did was panic and run away.

This act of running away cost everyone else dearly.

The Blood Servants took the chance to break through the line, and in an instant, they knocked down one of the guards.

The monsters surged forward!

The first man was thrown down and let out a bloodcurdling scream, trying to hit back with all his strength. But the Blood Servants showed no mercy, tearing at his arm with their teeth.

One after another, the second man, the third man, also fell.

The situation, which had barely been held together, suddenly became completely chaotic.

The old people, children, and women inside the house were terrified and in panic, screaming more and more loudly.

They had no time to blame the young man who had abandoned his post — in a life-or-death situation, who could stay calm? The people looked around in despair, as if they could already see themselves being torn apart, eaten, and even transformed into mindless corpses by the monsters!

Everyone was trembling uncontrollably, filled with fear.

"Why is this happening? Why are we so unlucky? We were finally lucky enough to meet Master Sivis, who was so kind to us, giving us work. Life was finally looking up, just a little more, and then these monsters suddenly showed up?"

"God, why are you doing this to us!" A woman cried out, and the people around her also wore the same sorrowful expression.

For these common people, the worst thing wasn't being torn apart by the monsters — they had already been suffering under huge life pressures, struggling to survive in this world. Some of them even thought death might be a relief.

But now, thanks to Sivis's factory, they had finally seen a glimpse of a better life, a happy future just within reach — and it was suddenly destroyed. How could they accept that?

But the Blood Servants didn't care. They kept rushing forward, chewing through flesh and blood.

The men who had been knocked down screamed one after another, but their struggles grew weaker and weaker.

The people who had been protected behind the strong men could only stand there, frozen.

Run?

That would mean passing by the monsters.

Stay here, and they would be torn apart anyway.

It's over!

It's all over!

Just as everyone was in despair.

A flash of light appeared, accompanied by a sound of something breaking through the air.

A man who had been struggling in pain suddenly felt his body lighten — the Blood Servant on top of him had suddenly disappeared!

He looked up and saw the light shining brightly!

The monsters were being burned to ashes by the light!

"What... what is this?" The people were stunned.

The other men nearby also noticed that their enemies had been killed.

They looked up and saw a face they would never mistake — it was none other than Sivis, the young master of the Daister family, the one who had given them work and brought them hope for life!

"You... you're here?"

The people were both happy and excited to be saved, but also filled with confusion.

They had never expected that the one coming to rescue them would be someone as high-ranking as Sivis, the young master.

In their minds, people like Sivis were nobles, not like the knights of the Church who claimed to protect the common people with empty words. How could such a nobleman risk his life to enter a dangerous situation and kill monsters for them?

Even the knights of the Church, when they helped the common people, were always doing it for show.

But Sivis, the master, came alone to rescue us?

"Is this really not a mistake?"

The people were really stunned, feeling a warm flush on their faces and a deep sense of unease.

How could we, such lowly people, have Sivis, the master, come and save us?

What if something happened to him?

Our lives aren't worth much.

But Sivis, the master, was the hope of countless people in the city!

Under the people's shocked and amazed gaze,

Sivis had already walked up to them and asked, "Are you all okay?" He asked while looking around, secretly relieved in his heart.

It seems like we made it in time.

Previously, he and Vikalina had gone to another place, only to find that several residents had already been killed by the Blood Servants, and the monsters were eating the corpses.

Sivis was furious and used his Holy Swordsmanship to kill them all.

Vikalina then detected the presence of the Blood Servants using her evil detection ability, and Sivis immediately cast a Hurricane Spell, speeding up his arrival.

As it turned out, his efforts weren't in vain — he had successfully saved these people.