After paying for the premiere tickets, at the generous invitation of General Wilhelm, Knight ander Wycliffe and his disciple Rhiantly took the fifty-gold- premiere tickets aered the ema hall.

  On their way in, unlike Wycliffe's rigid demeanor, Wilhelm and Rhihe old and the young, chatted and ughed as they quickly made their way to the sing room for the premiere.

  Looking around, there were fewer than a hundred people privileged enough to attend the premiere, all of whom were wealthy merts from various pces and their families.

  These merts' children were visibly excited, chatting and ughing, clearly looking forward to seeing a film as joyful as KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!...

  In trast, it was the first time both Wycliffe and Rhine had e to see a movie.

  After finding their seats uhe guidance of General Wilhelm, Wycliffe immediately closed his eyes and began to meditate.

  Although meditatio nifit skill improvement for non-magic csses, it remains a required practiost knights to train their mi.

  As for why Wycliffe chose to meditate, it was undoubtedly to uphold his earlier stance of not wanting to "waste time watg such a pointless film."

  Eveating would be a better use of his time than watg the movie.

  Wilhelm and Rhine, realizing they couldn't ge his mind, exged helpless gnces and turheir attention to the rge white s, filled with curiosity about what kind of performance awaited them.

  her had ever seen a film before.

  Suddenly, the magic crystals above the hall dimmed, and the entire space lunged into darkness.

  As the room turned pitch bck, the bright glow of images gradually appeared on the white s.

  Soon, with the sound of dripping, like blood spttering on the ground, the film Goblin Syer began.

  The setting itch-bck cave, where blood and water slowly pooled on the ground.

  The se shifted to a trembling girl leaning against the cave wall, her expression one of sheer terror.

  The s transitioned again to a figure armor, holding a torch, sloroag from the depths of the cave.

  His grimy form blended with the dark enviro, and the crimson light seeping through the cracks in his helmet seemed even redder thaorchlight.

  As the girl's fearful sobs filled the air, the armored figure came closer, step by step.

  Then, the s faded to bck, and the story officially began.

  Most of the audience had no idea what the openi.

  Having expected something simir to KonoSuba, most of them were bewildered, left w what they had just seen.

  Given the deep impression KonoSuba had left on them with its groundbreaking humor and satire, many viewers had subsciously associated the word "movie" with lighthearted edy.

  Sihere had been no advance promotion for this premiere, their minds were still stu the previous story.

  Thus, amidst speost of the audience guessed that the armored figure would be the vilin or boss of this story.

  After all, sidering hhtehe girl was, it seemed likely that this person couldn’t be a good guy.

  Soon, the title Goblin Syer appeared on the s, along with a subtitle indig the setting as Winter City in the North.

  The audience fell into plete silence.

  Yes, upon seeing the subtitle, the audience realized that this story was set in the northernmost, most dangerion of the Empire—The Northerory!

  As the group of young adventurers set out to sy goblins, many viewers began to feel an uneasy premonitioo the movie's overall dark and oppressive atmosphere, as if the film were subtly warning them of impending doom.

  When the adventurers, with a mix of excitement and trepidatioered the goblins' ir in the cave...

  “This isn't going to end well for them,” General Wilhelm said solemnly.

  Rhine, puzzled, asked, "Why? They’re just going to sy ordinary goblins, right? I mean, their equipment looks det. Plus, they’ve got a banced party with a swordsman, a fighter, a priestess, and a mage. Isn’t that a solid group position?”

  Wycliffe, who had beeating, suddenly opened his eyes and said, “Good equipment? This party doesn’t have a single member wearing proper armor or carrying any defensive gear. And they’re entering a goblin cave without a map, without antidotes, no escape pn, and no knowledge of their enemy’s numbers. They sealed their fate the moment they stepped inside.”

  “But they’re just goblins…” Rhiried tue.

  "Foolish," the knight ander chastised, "Have you fottehing I taught you, Rhine? An adventuring party, without maps, antidotes, an escape route, or proper knowledge of their enemy—and most importantly, without self-awareness—was doomed the moment they ehe cave."

  Rhine, realizing he couldn't win this argument against two experienced soldiers who had both fought in the Northerory, where they had battled monsters and other races, fell silent and refocused on the film.

  Meanwhile, the previously dismissive Wycliffe, who had sworn not to waste time on this “pointless film,” had now fotten all his earlier words.

  His eyes were wide open, glued to the s alongside the rest of the audience, anxiously awaiting the adventurers' fate.

  And soon, their fate indeed unfolded, just as expected.

  The young adventurers, entirely unprepared, were massacred by the goblins. Inexperienced and clueless, they stood no ce against the goblins' ing.

  Even as they mao kill a few, the overwhelming numbers of the goblins made their efforts futile.

  When the goblins stabbed the mage girl with a dagger, many women in the audience gasped and shut their eyes in horror.

  Some parents quickly covered their children's eyes as the gruesome se pyed out on the s.

  And that was only the beginning.

  When the swordsman rushed to aid his panions upon hearing their screams, he found himself outmatched by the goblins.

  The narrow fines of the cave left him uo swing his sword effectively.

  His on became stu the cave wall, and the goblins swarmed him, tearing him apart.

  The movie had barely been on for ten minutes, yet the audience had already witnessed several brutal killings.

  It was clear that this story wasn’t going to be a cheerful fairytale but a genuinely perilous adventure.

  When the female fighter was dragged away, screaming, by a rge goblin, some of the more sensitive women in the audie out cries of terror, uo cope with the sheer brutality unfolding on s.

  Many of them had lived sheltered lives, never exposed to such harsh realities.

  Finally, just as the st surviving advehe priestess, was about to meet her end, the figure from the opening se—the knight grimy armor—appeared.

  At that moment, the audience, who had initially thought him to be the vilin, collectively realized with a murmur, “That filthy knight... Is he the protagonist of this movie?”

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