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"... let's wait for Wagan to return"

I'm going to hold my head to the movements of the goblins too much, but don't be alarmed.

We've captured a total of two hundred units and a large army, but we haven't identified a single evolutionary species.

There was no red cap and no doing or king. They should probably be in the city.

If they're in position to see, Waggan, who went on reconnaissance, will confirm that.

The pigeon's silhouette appeared in the distance as he shifted his eyes alternately from the window to the monitor.

"Panese!"

From the line of the pigeon, it does not come true to measure depending on what happens.

He says "paneer" even if it's no big deal.

"annoying, pigeon, waggan"

"Ugh!"

"Back."

Put words of labor on the pigeon at once. Why are you on a proper reconnaissance mission?

"Looks like most goblins headed for the wheat bag"

"What about the city goblins?

"We gathered in Central Square and seemed to be waiting for the wheat to return"

Not all goblins would be in the square......

"Were you with King?

Wagan replies without hesitation to Maluburg's question.

"I don't know if it's King. But the throne was brought into the square, and there was a goblin to sit on and a goblin to solidify the surroundings"

"What are the characteristics like?

Wagan gives an explanation, adding gestures and gestures.

The goblin sitting on the throne is even taller than the hobgoblin, characterised by a long tuna growing from the forehead.

He said that it was the appearance that was no different from hobgoblins and goblins, but that the atmosphere that drifted was as if it were different.

Let's say we gobble this guy up. It's the Red Caps, according to Hobgoblin's information, that consolidate King's side.

Wagan had also confirmed the Red Caps' appearance.

I don't know where they took it from, but they're wearing red berets.

The size is no different from that of a general goblin. It seems the difference in appearance is that there are three main lines of vermilion in both cheeks and the color of the nails on both hands is red.

He's carrying a bow on his back, suggesting these guys can handle bows and arrows.

The Goblins have never used a bow before, but the Red Cap sounds like an exception.

"Have you decided on a policy?

Klaus speaks to me when I think about it.

I'm asking, but you can see that face. You just wanna make sure, don't you?

It is decided.

"Absolutely. Front Break"

"Hugh, that's the Great Mage!

"How to call it..."

"Isn't it cooler to be a great magician than a mentor?

"As, well. If you want to choose one..."

It was Klaus banging my back happily about what was funny.

But he immediately pulls his stern face tight and stands before me.

Maruburg, Felix, and Waggan line up so they can follow him.

"Lord Mage, give me the order."

Maluburg compliments him with respect, only raising his face and telling him sternly.

Other than Waggan learned how he was and got on one knee.

Wagan, on the other hand, moves his arms straight across in front of his chest, pinning his spine. I'm sure this is the Beast Man ceremony salute.

It was me coughing with a cohon and my eyes swimming, but they're all waiting for my word.

"Uh. Right. Stretch out my land to the gates of the city. Let's keep moving around the city."

"Ooh."

Everyone's voice overlapped.

◆ ◆ ◆

"Is that...?

Unexpectedly, my voice goes out.

I bought land straight to the entrance to the city and came along in grandeur... but I won't even come out with the whole goblin thing.

"Didn't they pay for everything but the executives?

"No, no, no way..."

Klaus arms behind his head and looks at me sideways whistling.

Goblins were coming out of the city gates just now. They must be waiting for us.

But...

I got as far as the city's central square as I could.

The city was painful with traces of fire, but we can also see people watching this one through the windows of the house.

Good. The people in the city are generally safe.

Meanwhile, in Central Square.

Goblinking who sat on the throne and threw his legs out. You're wearing a laurel crown on your head and a cane on your hand.

Whatever the laurel tree is, the cane is not very different from the stick......

Ten small red caps are wearing red beret bars to refrain next to the king. There were ten goblin shermans in the back as well.

There are fifteen hobgoblins at the avant-garde, staring at us.

How they are.

I'm in the lead, Klaus and Maluburg are half a step back. Wagan stiffens up right behind me.

The opposing goblins suddenly don't look like they're coming at us. King slowly raises his right arm and looks to the whole red cap.

Looks like we could try this conversation.

That's right.

Mm...

The goblins of a species that I have never seen come out of the shadows of the building.

They look a little more luxurious than regular goblins, but have slightly longer hands and feet.

It's the old man they're taking that nailed my eyes to, more than a new goblin.

I wasn't pulled, I was a little horrified that he was walking on his own feet, but what the hell are the goblins going to do to him?

The old man, pulled up to the front of the red cap, stares at his spine and opens his mouth.

"King wants you all to work here."

The old man goes on good in a clear tone.

"King has mercy on people. I won't take my life as long as I work. I don't offend women. but relentlessly punish those who turn their teeth, and those who flee"

The old man who separated words here looks at us in turn with sad eyes.

His gaze stopped in front of Felix, but he shook his head and turned to the front like he was objectified.

"Punishment is death. Serve wheat as a servant."

Hmm. It's King.

I'll admit your efforts.

You taught this old man to communicate their will because people can't speak.

gesturing hand gestures, it would have taken me a while just to convey this mouth.

"But I say no"

I say it out loud to King without hesitation.

Just because we struggled to tell the old man what we were willing to do, that's what we say.

The people of the city are saved just like that.

The Red Caps who stick to my words.

King, who seemed to remain calm, could also be seen with his fingertips trembling on the throne.

Anger or surprise? It won't come true to know which one it is from what they look like.

"Surprise what? My words can be understood by whomever they are. This is just one end of my power."

He shook his head in exaggeration and flaunted his shoulders.

I'm anxious to be able to maintain a consistent tone in the long time big swing mode.

"Oh, who are you..."

Hobgoblin had a normal tone, but I didn't know the more evolved King was back...

I almost lost my mind in what he said, but I get my mind back on it. Create a cool look at the top.

"Me? I'm Ryo-chan Fujishima. Detective."

Goblins on purpose.

I guess so. I guess so.

You should be afraid of me. And get the city people over here.

"Detective?"

"The Cottonless Wa I Heard"

Master Kiosh would understand?

Oh, come on, that way!

I feel so uneven about these guys, including the goblins I've met before, starting with Hobgoblins...