Goblin King: My Innate Skill Is OP

Mira swallowed, nodded once, and stepped out of the shed, glancing back one last time before slipping away.

I watched her leave, and a stray thought crept in.Should I share Toxic Core with her too?

The idea lingered for a moment… then I shook my head.

No. That would be reckless. Mira wasn’t ready for something like this. Even Flogga, who was naturally inclined toward toxins and already tougher than most goblins, was struggling through the adjustment. Giving a skill like that to someone whose body wasn’t built for it would be dangerous.

So no Toxic Core for Mira. Not now. Maybe not ever.

I’d just give her the simple skills, the ones that didn’t alter anything deep or require a whole skill line to anchor them.

Flogga looked up at me again, her breathing steadier now, and said,

”You should leave as well, young totem. Don’t you have matters to attend to?”

I did. There were still skills to assign, preparations to make, and a clan waiting on decisions I’d been putting off. But leaving her like this didn’t sit right with me.

She must have sensed that hesitation, because she added, with a tired but confident smile,

”I’ll be fine. It’s only because I’m old that it’s taking a while to settle. If I were as young as Zarah, I’d probably be running around by now.”

I blinked once, unsure whether she was joking or serious.

”Is that so…”

”Mm. Don’t worry yourself,” she said, waving a weak hand, though the gesture still carried her usual stubbornness.

”Alright then,” I finally said, pushing myself to my feet. The moment I straightened, she gave a small nod of approval, as if she’d been waiting for me to stop hovering. I prepared to warp out of the shed.

”I’ll come back later to check on you,” I added.

”No need,” she shot back immediately. ”I’ll be busy by then. I don’t want interruptions.”

That actually made me laugh under my breath. Even half-dizzy and sweating, Flogga still talked like she ran the place.

”Thank you, young totem. I’ll do my best,” Flogga said, and despite everything, she managed a small smile.

I returned it with a grin of my own before activating Warp, letting the world twist for a moment and then settle as I appeared back in my room.

The moment I landed, I let myself fall onto my bedding, sinking into it with a long exhale.

My body felt heavier than before, not from exhaustion but from the mental load of everything happening at once.

”Well… that answers that,” I muttered to myself.

It was clear now that sharing two full skill lines at the same time wasn’t a good idea. For Flogga, one line already pushed her body and energy to adjust in ways she didn’t expect. Two at once might have overwhelmed her completely.

I needed to let a skill line settle properly before sharing another. Give their bodies time to adapt, whatever that adaptation might look like. Throwing everything at them all at once wasn’t just reckless; it was dangerous.

I exhaled again, this time with genuine relief.

Checking on Flogga when I did turned out to be the best decision I made today. If I had gone straight to Narg and stacked two full lines on him without thinking, the result could have been far worse.

Especially considering the kind of skills I had planned for him.

I let out another slow breath, letting the tension drain from my shoulders.

I could always share Inferno Core or Umbral Core with Narg later, once Graveborn settled properly. There was no need to rush, not after what I’d just seen with Flogga. One step at a time was safer for everyone involved.

With that in mind, I selected the skills I actually wanted him to have now:

[Unyielding Will], [Battle Instinct], [Blood Resilience], and [Graveborn].

All reliable. All stable. All things I knew he could handle.

Then I picked Narg from the list and confirmed the share.

A soft prompt appeared a moment later, announcing the transfer was successful. Unlike with Flogga, though, I didn’t immediately feel the urge to rush over and check on him. Narg wasn’t fragile, and these skills weren’t volatile. He could handle them.

Worst case scenario, if he died, I’d see him tomorrow walking out of the tunnel that led back from the graveyard— annoyed, and very much alive.

Honestly, someone needed to test whether that resurrection pathway actually worked the way the system claimed. If anyone could survive its trial run, it was Narg.

With that done, I shifted my focus to Dribb and Gobbo. Their roles were similar, both frontline berserker types who relied on physicality, endurance, and the kind of reckless aggression that would kill a normal goblin in minutes. They needed skills that enhanced what they already were rather than changed it into something unfamiliar.

Time to tailor their loadouts.

I could give Dribb and Gobbo almost identical setups since their fighting styles and roles overlapped so closely. Just like with Narg, I had a mix of single-use skills and three full lines that fit them so well it felt like the system had designed those abilities specifically for frontline goblins.

There were the single-category skills:

[Muscle Strengthening], which boosted raw power; [Sonic Roar], an area-disrupting shout; and [Berserker Frenzy], which turned pain and aggression into temporary bursts of overwhelming strength.

Then came the first fitting skill line, [Pain Rush], with its sub-skills:

[Pain Channeling], which converted mild pain into short bursts of speed and strength;

[Redline Surge], where heavier injuries pushed the body into unstable acceleration;

and [Agony Overdrive], a controlled berserk enhancement triggered by major wounds.

The second line was [Bone Forge], offering:

[Bone Edge], forming blades and spikes from condensed essence; [Osteo Shield], creating sturdy bone plates for defense; and [Warlord Frame], reinforcing their limbs and structure with skeletal enhancements.

And last was [Stone Plate], with:

[Earthguard Layer], a thin protective coating; [Granite Coat], a dense armor that could withstand powerful impacts; and [Living Bulwark], a reactive stone armor that thickened when struck.

Each line, on its own, was...