"That rabbit should be the pet of that little bastard, right?" Ash muttered in frustration. "No wonder it has a ribbon around its neck. It's probably trained to lure unsuspecting animal lovers like me with its cuteness before that little bastard at the right moment activates the trap, and boom, a successful hunt."
He slammed his fist into his palm. "Damn it! Why are even the weakest goblins here so damn intelligent? Compared to a five-year-old child, my ass! Those young goblins seem far more troublesome than the adults. Now I really miss the mindless idiot goblins of other worlds who only knew how to fight mindlessly like beasts and f*ck females, and could be killed by any random guy. Dealing with these intelligent goblins is a literal nightmare difficulty setting for a noob like him."
