Grandmaster Of All Job Class

They followed the road towards the village of Dewalt. Accompanied with Isaias, the road didn't bore him in the very least.

They paved the road that continues to the village. With the same forest they travelled, they can only feel unsafe as the road was too silent. They also felt evil entities inside the forest of Dewalt. Minding that a goblin reaches this forest and it was at first in the history of this forest.

Legends say that this forest was blessed as no monsters were present there and only hunting animals were what only inhabited the place.

Seeing a goblin there was a sign that the legend was not valid from this day forth.

As they paved the path, Isaias let Joan be at ease and loosened up a bit due to him talking about random topics.

To Joan's surprise, Isaias was a great storyteller.. Telling him of his past travels in his solitary life while waiting for the prophecy child.

"You what Joan? You are the only prophecy child that lived and defeated a Demon lord. In my past travels, they are either already dead before I can save them. Same as you, you didn't heed to my warnings but luckily you are strong enough to survive," Isaias said to him. Whipping Priscilla one time.

"So why didn't you let them revive again just like you did to me?" Joan ask him.

"They have to rest as the next prophecy child will be born again. Unlike the past, you are the last prophecy child that will be sent. It means that you have to live or the age of prophecy child will cease to exist. You are the last prophecy child and no one will be sent after you. So you are the last hope," Isaias said to him.

"Ah I see, I am just lucky enough to survive. I am strong enough to fend them off. If I just believed you in the first place then everyone's lives are saved. But regretting is not gonna help with what we are facing. But there is something that is bothering me. I am not sure why the God of Demons can also know about the prophecy child. What is the reason?" Joan asked.

"Hmmm, you Joan is a curious fellow. And that curiousness is a good thing. Knowledge is power! So you see, when he became a God, he gained the power to predict the future. Making his creation also is something the least he can do and creating his world that is under the plains of the God of Angels' world. You can say he will live forever too!" Isaias said to him.

"Oh, that is bad news! Damn," Joan can only smirk on the process of digesting the information. Minding that he was not that strong to face a God yet.

Thinking about it, he inhaled great amounts of air and wondered what to do.

"Nah, let's just take this step by step. Useless to rack my brains out with it," Joan said out loud.

Leaves rustle as the wind blew them. Still, the forest was silent. Only the rustling was heard by them. Hearing it was not calming but depressing. Joan can only bite his lips on the process.

"Isaias, can you feel what I feel?" Joan asked in distress.

Isaias stroked his mane while leaving no answer. Still thinking about what to do.

Just up ahead, they saw a fallen tree that was blocking the way. They soon took a stop by the front of the tree.

"Wait stop, something's amiss!" Joan said while raising his right hand but it was too late.

Bang!

Seconds later, the foothold they have cracked and they fell to the ground. Joan felt immediate danger so he used earth element. Several inches from their earthen foothold were spikes. Sharpened with crude tools and the tip was not perfectly pointy.

They were inside the pit with spikes and only the light was just up above them.

Priscilla was saved but she suffered greatly from the fall. Healing her in the process. She was neighing and was overly stressed with what happened. Chickens too were all in disarray. Loud and panicking, flapping their wings inside the cage.

Joan can only laugh bitterly as he didn't expect to be in such a terrible situation. Not expecting such underhanded technique to be used against him. To his surprise, it was the first time that he was outwitted by such a scheme.

Joan saw pitch darkness. Feeling the surroundings with his hands but ignited a fire to light it. He then grabbed his wooden sword just at the back of the carriage. All were in a mess when he scanned inside.

Isaias too was not in great condition. He almost breaks his neck when they fell. He fell headfirst so he almost ended his life. Such a thing happened to a prophet like him.

Isaias groaned in pain and so he was healed by Joan. While he was recovering, Joan looked up. Hearing screech and squeals from above.

'Goblins' Joan can only smirk.

From above, Joan saw a goblin then followed by the others, lifting huge stones and others were holding pots. They threw boulders at their carriage and Joan felt panicking. It was because the boulders were not just as small as a ball but as large as a person. It has the same size used in catapults to sieging high walls. Four boulders were dropped all at once and so he bit his lips.

Joan used his Mage skill [Telekinesis] to avert them from immediate danger and the stones were stopped. But sadly, Joan's willpower can't maintain the boulder with such weight. It was too much for his skill's level yet.

The goblins didn't stop there, they added more boulders for him to struggle into.

Struggling to live, Isaias saw his pained expression. Isaias then asked him what to do.

"What should I do Joan? What can I help?" He asked worriedly.

Joan then racked his mind. He didn't know what a prophet can do. Aside from the gift of miracles and sealing powers, he didn't know what he should do at such a moment.

As Joan was racking his brain, they screeched and their leader gave commands. Their language can't be read by a human.

Pouring out the pots with oil in the boulders, they fired burning arrows in it. Setting it on fire.

Joan can only bit his lips as he was put into the corner with such creatures. Goblins were weak physically but they have tactics, battle techniques, and, smart thinking surpassing most humans.

Joan can only use teleport but just like before, he can teleport them outside and it has too long casting time. As he racked his brain, he was struck with an idea.

He used his skill [Spirit and Soul duplication].

The duplicate appeared and it was grinning as he appeared.

"Duplicate! You know what to do!" Joan screamed with all he got.

"Yes of course!" He replied.