Wizard: I am a goblin

Chapter 73 Hello... Goblin?

"ha?"

Gebu was completely confused.

The human-headed crab didn't reply, its back to the goblin, gazing out the window.

What should we play?

Gebu thought about it and decided that he could play with him.

First, he speaks very eloquently, praising himself to the point of elation.

Secondly, this guy clearly knows a lot about magic; his spells far exceed his understanding.

Previously, the Book of Sand stated that there are four paths for wizards.

Wisdom, lineage, spirituality, and covenant.

If he is a servant of the gods, could he have attained the level of a wizard through spirituality? Or did he sign a contract with an evil god?

Regardless of the type, he is clearly much stronger than me.

He's stronger than me, yet he hasn't harmed me—does that mean he needs something from me? Or is he telling the truth, that travelers really don't ask for anything in return?

You can listen to what he has to say first.

Gebu walked to the windowsill and looked into the distance, following the elf's gaze.

Nestled among distant mountains, golden wheat fields sway in the breeze.

The human village was running smoothly. A horse-drawn carriage came from afar, and idle children and idle dogs ran after it.

Everything was in its proper place, quiet and peaceful.

"I saw...order?" Geb said. "Oh, right, your god doesn't like order. Is He urging you to set fire to this village and burn it down?"

"Hmm... a wildfire that could start a prairie fire, that idea is very tempting." A fleeting gleam of ecstasy flashed in the elf's eyes. "However, creating chaos isn't just about creating chaos itself—that would be far too simplistic."

"The other side of chaos is creation."

The strange uncle muttered to himself, not as if he were talking to a goblin, but rather as if he were talking to himself.

"This world is so rigid—rigid to the point of being boring... Bored priests sing praises to boring gods, bored people do boring jobs, eat, drink, and relieve themselves in a boring way, and walk towards a boring death in a boring way."

"Boring nations instigate boring wars, boring soldiers slaughter each other... Even magic, in the hands of those old pedants, becomes so tasteless..."

As the elf said this, he glanced at the Book of Sand in Geb's hand. Geb immediately became alert and hid the book behind his back.

"All mysteries have been solved, and all rules have been established."

The strange uncle pointed with pliers at the road outside the village that stretched to the horizon.

"A mortal can choose to turn left or right, but listen carefully, goblins, the path beneath their feet has already been paved by those who came before! Freedom is just an illusion... it's not freedom at all!"

"It's as if the novelist who wrote the story of this world has lost all inspiration—that's why the traveler found you, my little Geb."

"Can you stop calling me that? It's disgusting..." Geb protested.

"Fine, fine, call you whatever you want, but that doesn't change one thing: a goblin wants to be a wizard?"

"You despicable little thing, even wild dogs would despise you for having no flesh on your body... How can someone like that be the master of the ether?"

The crab let its question echo in the room. After a while, it turned around, looked at Gebu with a half-smile, and said:

"Don't you think this is interesting?"

Geb fell silent.

He pondered for a moment and replied:

"I'm going to become a wizard, not so you can make a joke of me."

"You're no joke. Those who wanted to see you fail have all been outsmarted by you, Brother Geb."

"The traveler doesn't care about your motives. He only cares that one day you'll jump on the shoulders of those high and mighty guys and slap them across the face."

"A high and mighty guy? You mean?"

"The whole world... You know, you, this little moth that just hatched, only flapped your wings and stirred up a storm in this world—we are all swept up by this wind. Want to give up halfway? It's not that simple."

"I don't understand what you're talking about, weirdo, but I won't give up halfway," Geb said firmly.

"That's right."

The curly-haired head on the crab nodded—and suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell over.

It flailed its paws wildly, then steadied itself by supporting its head.

"Keep doing what you're doing, Geb. Get stronger and continue on the path of the wizard. The travelers will be watching your every move."

"Promise me—you won't become as boring as everyone else, or," the crab waved its pincers, "God will take back His gift."

"Hey, what gift? I never agreed to get involved with this so-called Traveler God, don't try to scam me!"

"It doesn't matter, there are no contracts or constraints—the gift is there, use it or not."

"So what kind of gift? A dimensional bag?"

"Open it and take a look," the strange uncle said, pointing to the bag.

Gebu walked forward with some skepticism and opened the dimensional bag—inside lay the white porcelain mask, which sat quietly.

The goblin carefully held the mask in his hands. It looked like smooth porcelain, but it felt as light as a feather. There were no strings on either side of the mask, so he didn't know how it was fixed to his face.

Hmm... Can I trust him/her?

The dimensional bag is quite useful, but carrying it means that the traveler can see everything you do...

Hey, if He really is a god of "tricks and lies", I can't hide anything I want!

For someone as weak as myself, having a magical item is better than having none.

If even a fraction of what this strange man said is true, then the traveler should hope to use these gadgets to create even more chaos... That dimensional bag did indeed unlock a lot of crazy maneuvers, making me take risks I wouldn't normally take.

But the choice has always been in my hands!

As long as I'm careful, magical items can only bring me benefits, not harm.

Geb looked at the white porcelain mask in front of him and convinced himself—he couldn't bear to throw it away! Magical items are so rare!

Let's check it first... just in case it's cursed, then we'll throw it away.

Gebu thought to himself, then looked up to find the strange uncle—the crab was nowhere to be found!

"Why!"

Gebu ran to the window in two steps, and saw the crab holding an egg tart in one hand, walking sideways with a clattering sound. When it turned around and saw Gebu, it scurried away even faster.

Just as Geb was about to use his wizard's hand to catch the crab, the crab tripped on the hill and rolled down the slope—disappearing from sight in an instant.

"Hey! Don't run away!"

The goblin thought for a moment and didn't give chase. This guy was still the same; he'd put the things down and run off.

Are you delivering packages?

Geb looked at the mask in his hand, shrugged, and then began preparing for the ritual spell of identification.

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A moment later.

Gebu, sitting cross-legged on the ground, breathed softly. The magic circle on the ground completed a full rotation, and the white porcelain mask slowly fell from mid-air, stopping between the goblin's legs.

Geb opened his eyes, grabbed the mask, and his hand trembled slightly.

This thing actually...

The goblin rushed to the alchemy table, took out a mercury mirror, placed it on the table, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths.

Geb was a little nervous... his chest was heaving rapidly.

Gob put on the magic mask—white porcelain adhered to his face, a cool sensation followed, but it quickly became a perfect fit for the goblin's face.

The thing had no weight at all; I couldn't feel anything wearing it.

Surprisingly, the goblin's face in the mirror wasn't covered by the mask; it still looked adorably ugly.

Geb covered his face with his hands, imagining what a human looked like... The goblin wizard felt the ether flowing through his skin, breaking down, deconstructing, and then regenerating...

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【Thousand-face Mask】

Within an hour, it can transform the wearer's appearance and physical characteristics into those of a human (general term) or a humanoid.

This mask cannot alter body shape, replicate another person's face, or copy clothing and equipment.

After the duration ends, you need to remove it and put it back on to restart the illusion; during this time, it will revert to its original state.

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I am a goblin.

I want to be a wizard.

When my magic is powerful enough, I can get rid of this goblin body and start anew.

My magic is not powerful enough.

However, even if you can't be a decent person, you can still pretend to be one.

Goblin Goblin opened his eyes, and reflected in the mercury mirror was a clever and handsome halfling.

Hello, goblin.

Hello, Geblin.