God Agent: All Hail The Great Kobold

Ka’z remained seated beneath the cover of the bushes for several seconds after the system finished displaying the plan, his eyes fixed on the faint holographic image hovering before him. The miniature version of the Ashmork settlement slowly rotated in the darkness, revealing the wooden walls, watchtowers, narrow roads, clustered homes and the locations of the barn and ranch.

From above, the plan looked simple enough. Get in without being seen, start a fire, release the livestock and escape through the southern gate before the enemy could organize a response. But Ka’z knew better than to trust how easy something looked from a distance. One wrong step inside that village and he would find himself surrounded by hundreds of goblins with nowhere to run.

"Let’s do it," Ka’z finally muttered as the holographic image vanished.

The nearby conversation immediately died down as the kobolds turned toward him. Drak was the first to rise, his expression becoming serious the moment he saw Ka’z stand. The others had learned to recognize that look on his face. Whenever Ka’z looked that focused, it usually meant he had made a decision that was going to drag all of them into trouble.

"We’re moving again?" Mi’ya asked quietly.

Ka’z nodded as he tightened the cloth around Ashin Grim and secured the battle axe against his back. "You are not coming with me this time."

Several expressions immediately changed.

"What?" Thrak frowned. "Then where are you going?"

"Into the Ashmork village."

The silence that followed was so sudden that even the faint rustling of leaves around them became noticeable. Drak’s expression darkened immediately.

"Absolutely not."

Ka’z glanced at him. "I wasn’t asking."

"And I’m telling you it’s suicide." Drak stepped closer, lowering his voice so it would not carry beyond the bushes. "We’ve already proven we can hurt them outside their walls. Why would you walk into the center of their territory alone?"

"Because the greater kobold gave me another task. I’m only following orders."

The moment those words left his mouth, Drak’s expression changed slightly while the others exchanged uncomfortable glances. They all knew by now that the greater kobold’s instructions were not something Ka’z would simply ignore.

"What mission?" Luk asked.

"Destroy their livestock and grain storage."

Several kobolds stared at him before their expressions slowly twisted with understanding.

Ka’z crouched and picked up a small stick, drawing a rough outline of the settlement in the dirt. "Grash took a lot of food when he marched south. Their farmlands outside the village were already destroyed. That means whatever they have left inside their walls is important."

He pointed toward one side of the crude map. "If I destroy their grain and release their livestock, they’ll have a serious food problem. At that point, they either stay behind those walls and slowly suffer from shortages or they come outside looking for food and us."

Gruk slowly nodded as understanding settled across his face. "You want to force them into a fight on our terms."

"Exactly."

Drak still looked unconvinced. "And if you get caught?"

Ka’z remained silent for a moment before answering honestly. "Then I’ll fight my way out."

That response did absolutely nothing to reassure anyone.

Mi’ya folded her arms around herself, her tail twitching nervously behind her. "There are hundreds of people inside that village."

"I know."

"And you’re still going?"

Ka’z gave her a faint smile. "I know when something is dangerous, Mi’ya. That’s exactly why you people are staying here."

Drak clenched his jaw but eventually looked away. He understood Ka’z too well by now. Once the young kobold had made up his mind, arguing would only waste time.

"Then what are we supposed to do?"

"Stay hidden and wait," Ka’z answered immediately. "Don’t approach the village unless you hear fighting outside the walls. If I’m caught and force my way out, create a distraction and give me an opening. Otherwise, stay hidden until morning."

Bigi frowned. "And if you don’t come back?"

Ka’z paused while tightening the last strap around his waist. For a brief moment, everyone looked at him.

"Then leave."

"No," Drak answered immediately.

Ka’z raised an eyebrow as Drak stepped closer and stared directly into his eyes. "If something happens to you, we are not returning home and telling everyone we left you behind. We’ll find you."

Ka’z studied the older kobold for a moment before a small smile appeared on his face. "Then let’s make sure that doesn’t happen."

He turned away before anyone could respond and slowly began walking through the vegetation. The night was deep now, and the crescent moon provided just enough light to make out the uneven terrain without exposing everything beneath it. Ka’z moved carefully through the eastern region, avoiding dry branches and loose rocks that could betray his presence. Behind him, the voices of his companions gradually disappeared until there was nothing left except the whispering wind and the occasional cry of distant creatures.

The Ashmork village eventually appeared ahead of him and Ka’z immediately dropped to the ground.

From his position behind a cluster of bushes, he could see the tall wooden walls surrounding the settlement. Torches burned along the perimeter, their flames flickering against the darkness. The village had clearly changed since his last visit. More guards moved along the walls now, and the watchtowers were occupied. The attack on the farms had put the entire settlement on edge.

"Of course they’re more careful now," Ka’z muttered.

A faint smile briefly appeared on his face before disappearing again as he focused on the western watchtower. According to the system’s analysis, it was the best entry point because the terrain behind it contained enough natural cover to let him approach without crossing open ground.

Ka’z slowly lowered himself until his chest nearly touched the soil.

"Umbra..."

Unlike blood magic, which he officially possessed as an element and had a strong affinity for, darkness magic was still unfamiliar to him. He remembered watching Tu’ka manipulate shadows around his body and disappear into places where the eyes naturally refused to focus. It would be difficult, but Ka’z believed he could replicate it.

His core pulsed as the darkness beneath the bushes began moving.

Ka’z slowly inhaled as shadows crawled around his scales, wrapping around his arms, legs and body like thin layers of black smoke. The process felt strange. His body did not disappear. Instead, the darkness around him seemed to distort the eyes, making it harder to focus on his exact shape.

"Umbra Vel’kar!"

Darkness Magic: Shadow Veil!

Ka’z slowly opened his eyes and observed the thick darkness clinging to his body. He felt like a child hiding inside a dark closet and peeking at people walking past from the comfort of the darkness they could not see.

"So that’s what it feels like," he muttered under his breath.

Unfortunately, he did not have the time to admire this form of magic, so he began crawling forward. Relying on Combat Aid Module I, Ka’z could see the trajectories of the marching soldiers. Using this, he could understand their lines of sight and quietly sneak past them through their blind spots.

The only downside was that he was literally crawling forward, making his advance painfully slow. He stopped whenever the guards changed positions, remaining completely still as torchlight swept over the terrain. Twice, he had to press himself against the ground while goblin guards stared directly toward his position. Each time, the Shadow Veil concealed his outline just enough for their attention to slide away.

Sweat slowly formed around Ka’z’s forehead.

’This would be much easier if I could fly.’

[Your current biological structure does not support flight.]

"I wasn’t asking."

After several tense minutes, Ka’z finally reached the base of the western watchtower.

The structure rose several meters above him, constructed from thick wooden logs that had been hammered deep into the ground. Two goblins stood above, facing opposite directions as they monitored the darkness.

Ka’z pressed his back against the wall, and from there, he could hear them talking.

"I can’t believe Loki got beat..."

"If they could kill Chief Grash, of course they can beat Loki. That fool should have just listened to Elder Varg and stayed put. Now we have lost ten more warriors that could have helped defend the village when they finally grow the balls to attack."

Ka’z’s eyes narrowed, but he remained silent and continued listening.

The goblin continued. "Elder Varg was right. Maybe they’re weaker than they pretend to be. They rely on nasty tactics like burning farms..."

"If they think that will hurt us, then they are stupid. We have enough food to hold out until Tulin comes back from the west with his army. Then we will hunt them down like dogs."

Ka’z slowly looked upward, his expression hardening.

It seemed Boi and Rok’s boasts about their forces being divided had not been a lie. That explained why the system was trying to get him to act fast. If Tulin returned from the west with the rest of the Ashmork warriors, the balance of this war could change dramatically.

Using the shadows created by the watchtower itself, Ka’z began climbing. His claws dug into the gaps between the logs while he carefully shifted his weight upward. His heart beat harder as he reached the upper section of the tower, but the guards remained distracted by their conversation.

When he finally reached the edge of the wall, Ka’z froze. He knew that one wrong movement would leave him directly behind the guards. The first guard turned and Ka’z moved. His body silently rolled over the edge and landed on the inner side of the wall. The moment his feet touched the wooden platform, he crouched beneath the railing.

The guards never noticed, and Ka’z slowly exhaled.

’That was easier than expected.’

He carefully climbed down the inner side of the wall and dropped into the darkness between several houses. The village looked different from inside. Fires burned in small pits outside homes, and goblins could occasionally be seen moving through the streets. Most appeared tense. Several warriors patrolled in groups rather than alone, while civilians remained inside their homes.

Ka’z pressed himself against a wall as the holographic map appeared in his mind. Through Combat Aid Module II, the information he had gathered earlier was reconstructed into a three dimensional layout. His current position appeared as a small glowing point while the barn and livestock ranch were marked ahead.

Ka’z moved, staying away from the main roads as he slipped through narrow paths between houses. Thankfully, it was midnight, so most people were indoors except for the few soldiers patrolling the village. Twice, he stopped as goblin patrols passed within only a few meters of him. Halfway through his journey, a young goblin stepped outside a home to relieve himself, forcing Ka’z to remain completely motionless in the shadow of the building until the goblin finally went back inside.

’God, don’t let me do something this mentally draining again. I’d rather fight the entire village!’ he cried inwardly.

Eventually, he reached the barn. It was larger than the buildings surrounding it, with several stacks of harvested grain stored nearby beneath wooden coverings. Ka’z stared at the structure briefly before glancing at the guards stationed around it, and he immediately felt like smashing his head against the nearest wall.

’Of course they would never leave this undefended, especially since they just lost their farms and harvest.’ He facepalmed, annoyance written all over his expression.

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