The charming elegant voice he heard back was none other than a fairy.

"Who are you?"

"I don't know!"

"How did you get here?"

"I don't know!"

"Why are you wearing that armour?"

"I got stuck!"

"Strange, I have never seen armour like that".

"I have never seen a fairy before!"

"Well, fairy have extinct 100 of years before and I am the only one survived".

"I don't - I am Sorry!"

"No need to be sorry. I am grateful for your action".

"I was trapped inside that medallion actually; don't ask it's a long story and long story short you broke me out. That's why I help you out back there. I don't know why that pig is still alive after all those years out of all the places hiding here. So what are you going to do from now on?".

"I don't-" he eyeballed the place once more. "Where is this?".

"This is the witching well".

"The Witching well!".

"You are a strange person. You don't know about the witching well".

"I thought amnesia only affects peoples memories, not their intelligent".

"Miss Eri-"

"Erissa Dewdrop, you could drop the miss and call me Erissa. It seems like you still have your manners intact".

"Erissa can you give me a minute! The moment I woke till now I am in total darkness and despair".

"No kidding. You almost wet yourself in that armour. I can't believe you are still in one piece after going head to head with that monster. Must have been that armours help. But I have to break the bad news kid! the goblins may return to check on their leader and we must not stick around when that happens because you don't have any weapons. Its time to move"

"You are planning to follow me!"

"In case you need your adult diaper change!"

"Ahh!"

"Shh! did you hear that?"

"Hear What?"

"Must be my imagination-"

"Whoa! Check it out, boy. The head is gone. Wait a minute calling you boy didn't seem right what shall I call you from now on! Can I name you human"?

"The head. The Goblin king head is gone. Do you think the goblins took it or the head came to life.."

"Are you gonna piss your pants again? Now its all good because this place is currently matching with your smell but if we go outside you goanna smell bad!"

"As for the last time, I did not piss in my pants!"

The adventures of the two of the strangest thing began that day.

"Keep walking we're almost at the end".

"Where are all the goblins Erissa?"

"The goblins packs consist of several generals and wizard. Usually, they follow their leader where ever they go. In the event, we didn't see any other goblins rather than the leaders bodyguards which means only the leader is alive on this pack others are low-level goblins. As it look like there are any goblin champions neither and their leader is dead these goblins will flee from their packs to join in with the other pack as to follow another leader."

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"So that's why there are no goblins. They all fleed when their leader was killed. Before you called Gurhag a pig do you know him personally."

"There is nothing special about Gurhag he just happens to be a mere foot soldier in the great war. Look like after the death of all its ancestors he climbed the rank to Goblin King. Still killing Gurhag is no easy deal especially in case of a wimp like you"

"Can you keep the insults at the minimum, we're almost at the exit."

The morning sun rays blinded the armoured hero as he shielded his helmet with both hands.

"Freedom is at the top of that wall!" Erissa announced.

In a blink of a second, the light dimmed and got back as a corpse flew and hit the ground. Hero looked at the ground as he saw he is standing at a pile of corpses.

"Well, that answers your question. What is witching well? Well, that begs another question why aren't you smelling anything? Do you have a nose behind that helmet"?

"First of all how are we going to get out of this giant well ?"

"There must be several buckets as a size to fit an adult man must be hanging around here. The problem is someone from outside need to pull the lever to pull you up. The goblins are good climbers they can climb at anything I doubt you can do the same with that heavy armour but the acrobatics you showed back there begs to tell a different story."

"So it wasn't him. Is there any doubt Shaheed; a coward like him could never do such acts" an old man's voice heard behind the pile of corpse.

Armoured hero and Erissa followed the loud coughs back to an old man laying on his back grasping what left of his life.

"Who is this geezer?" Erissa flew in front of the old man.

"You are pretty rude for a fairy, do you know that"

"Did you realize that just now" Erissa made a mug face.

"Do you need water old man" the armoured hero approached the old man offering water even though he didn't have any.

"I don't have much time please listen to me" the old man pleaded as he continued to tell them a story.

"Darkwell is a village that got named 'Darkwell' because it's near the witching well. The executed criminals corpses will be thrown down the witching well to be fed by the ancient beast."

"You mean the guardian of the witching well Odenth the blue fire breathing dragon." Erissa interrupted the old man at his storytelling.

"Well it's my lucky day to see a fairy at my last breath"

"Erissa let the man continue his story"

The old man coughed again and continued.

"Our village was peaceful and we got our wealth from taxing each corpse thrown. The beast never disturbed us as it was well-fed every day until the great war. The ancient dragon was captured by the kingdom and used it as a war weapon until it died. After the war, the witching well becomes the dent for monsters and out of nowhere Came Gurhag terrorizing our village. The baron of this land did nothing until it rampaged our village. one day the villagers made a deal with the devil. Every week one of the households should offer one of their family members and cattle to the witching well and in exchange Gurhag will let us live in peace as long as we follow the deal. My family send me this old dying man to the grave and there was another man who came with me, a convicted felon for his crimes against the kingdom".

"Let me guess he is the one that stole the Goblin King's Head" Erissa interrupted.

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"Please you have to save our village again. He screamed at the soldiers waving Gurhag's head, the soldiers believed his lies and let the water bucket to pull him back and I tried my best to stop him but he kicked me. He must be heading towards the village to become a hero. A black-hearted man like him is the doomsday for our village. Finally, after all these years after the war, we have found peace and I don't want that peace to be destroyed by one man."

"What's your name, old man"

"Shaheed!"

"Ok Shaheed do you know this criminal and do the villagers knew about him also"

"Long ago when I was serving on the king's army he served under us he was but a youngling back then. After becoming a squire he became rogue. Killing the innocent, rape, torture and burning the villages you name it he has done everything in the name of the king. After convicted of his crime he was prisoned but there was no evidence to back up his punishment. He has covered up his tracks very well but one of the past came back to bite his ass. one of the villages he burned down at a small girl survived and she testimonies the truth under king name. Under the crime of arsonist, he served his sentence. I retired due to injury and came back to my village Darkwell. Then one by one his crimes came to light. Then he was sent back to his homeland as a prisoner under the care of our baron lord Victor Sherhock. Luckily the war was over but the goblins occupied near our village. The cowardly baron never lifted a finger against the goblin king but used our village as a pawn to protect himself and other wealthy nobleman towns from goblins attack. He must have sent this coward as a human sacrifice to make some kind of deal with the goblin king. Don't let that bastard snake Han Gang to be the false hero. save..." the old man collapsed suddenly.

Erissa opened the old man's eyes and checked.

"He was poisoned"

"Poisoned!"

"I don't understand humans. This much of poison won't kill the Goblin king it will only give him a tummy ache. These villagers are digging their own grave luckily the king is dead."

A shadow loomed over the well.

"Woah! Here I am thinking why all the goblins are crawling out of the well. You armoured guy! Did you kill the goblin king" a lady's voice echoed through the well.