He wasn't a hero. There was no glory in killing goblins. There was nothing heroic about it. They were the lowest of the low. Dirt. They were fiends. They all deserved nothing but death. He wasn't a hero...Because he was an Eradicator.

The only good goblin is a dead goblin. Or at least, that's how it's supposed to be.

The dark Templar knight were exiled from the holy land, and send him out to the foreign continent to search for the holy grail. Although, the dark Templar took this chance to be free from the shackles of the corrupt crusader council. So, instead of searching for this 'holy grail'. He abandon his duty, and decide to forge his own destiny in this foreign world.

The experienced silver ranked adventurer, Goblin Slayer, along with his party, Priestess, High Elf Archer, Lizard Priest, and Dwarf Shaman, encounter the survivor of a what once was a village. This man, however, carries gear and equipment never seen before by any of the group members. Who is he? And Where does he come from?

When he died, goblin slayer expected many things just not this...not to be reborn as the thing he hated. For Goblin Slayer to be reborn as a goblin was something not even the gods could have predicted...

"I slay Goblins. Nothing else." That is what Goblin Slayer, the Adventurer dedicated to killing every Goblin he can find, lives by. But when a breed of Goblin he's never encountered before reveals themselves to him he has to abandon his usual daily Goblin Slaying to go on something he never expected... an adventure.