Goblin Kingdom

[Race] Goblin

Level 72

[Class] King/Unified

[Possession Skills] "Son of Chaos Ghost Ruler", "Rebel Soul", "Roar Eating Heaven and Earth", "Sword Moving A-", "Lord of the Hegemony", "Soul of the King", "King's Heart III", "Family of the Gods", "King Dances on the Dead Line", "First Serpent's Eye", "Magic Manipulation", "Soul of the Raging Champion", "Third Chant", "Intuition of the Warrior", "Blessing of the Underworld Goddess", "Leader"

[Adoration] Goddess of the Underworld (Artesia)

[Attributes] Darkness, death

[Subordinate Demon] Hi Kobolt "Has" (Lv77) Grey Wolf "Gastra" (Lv20) Grey Wolf "Cynthia" (Lv36) Oak King "Buy" (Lv82)

[Status] "Blessings of the First Serpent" and "Guardian of the Two-headed Serpent"

"Okay, now..."

When he glances at the documents offered by the long apostle dressed in white clothes, King Ashtar nods and gives it to the Chancellor.

"Is this the Recovery Water Pills (Potion), but is it the formula?"

The messenger nods and opens his mouth to the old prime minister, who looks at it with interest. He's still a young man. He was a long skinny man with a tight smile on his face, but only the eyes behind that smile weren't laughing at all.

"Consider it one of the wisdom possessed by our ivory tower. With this formula, you can make as many as you want"

"People's wounds can heal, by the way..."

Respond to the Prime Minister's gaze by narrowing his eyes.

"That's just an exaggeration. This only greatly speeds up a person's resilience. It's not magical. If you want to heal your wounds, you can ask the wizards in the alley. These days, I hear that some people can be held in the country for a high price."

Its narrowed gaze shoots Ashtar. But the king, known as the King of Dignity, laughs slightly by distorting his mouth without moving at all into his gaze.

"That's interesting, let's definitely adopt it in my country. Hey, Prime Minister."

"... you're absolutely right, Your Majesty"

Raccoons, and the messenger cuts to the point with inner poison. Smiles don't break at all.

"Well, it's time for Lecia to return, but I'm glad to say a month from now."

"Oh, I don't mind. Thanks to the Virgin's Palace, I also saw bright signs in this king's capital. Thank you, for the help of the ivory tower."

"No, this would also be a gift of His Majesty the King's virtue"

Courteously, the messenger left the office as it was.

"Hmm... you smart dog. Do you think this is a prospect?"

"It's hard, it's not insulting. Not only does it seem to have influence over the bureaucracy, but it also seems to be superior to intelligence. But, Your Majesty, are you sure you want to let go of the Blessed Virgin?

Ashtar nodded grudgingly as he leaned against his elbow to the words of the Chancellor, who frowned.

"I don't have a choice. Hand tags don't make sense unless you cut them when they run out. Wouldn't it? Just in time, Garland should have come to Wang Du for a regular report. Last but not least, a feast."

The Chancellor laughs slightly when politely greeted.

"Create invitations for merchants and nobles. I must ask the Virgin to play her part until the end."

"As such, measure"

The Chancellor exits, and Ashtar becomes alone.

Return of Lecia to the ivory tower. I had a messenger on the deferral, but I finally pulled a concession from them. How much is it worth to that girl, who only looks like a little girl in Ashtar's eyes?

No matter what, they have a desire to secure her in the ivory tower.

"Well, either way"

If you serve this purpose……. A formula for the restorative water pills offered by the messenger. This raises the number of soldiers who can enter the battlefield exceptionally. Together with the wizards who seize healing, it will be a great force for the King's direct army.

"We must sharpen the power of the nobles and increase the authority of the king… My royal family must be strong"

The hard sound of the door knocking echoes into the office room.

"Your Majesty, it is Ishtale. Can you forgive me, as you can see?

"I don't mind. Get in."

It was a young man with a grand body who came in. If you make Ashtar younger and try to be good in stature, you might be like him.

"Dear Uncle!

Ishtail rushes to Ashtar as soon as the door closes, just as the Kingsguard thinks it's a bad idea to close the door.

"Dear Lecia, no. Like being sent to an ivory tower?

To the momentum of his grandson, he smiles bitterly. Ashtar sees his grandson. Still blue, but the only king grandson he expects.

Feeling the certainty of the pedigree to be responsible for the next generation of the kingdom, making a tough face turns back to Ishtail.

"That would have been the plan originally. She's just staying in this castle for a while. If the official messenger of the ivory tower asks for his return, it is not something he can resist"

"That may be so..."

"Ishtale. I know you don't hate that temple of Virgin Mary."

"Then, stupid! I'm, like, nothing. That's..."

Ashtar breaks up with Ishtail, whose voice becomes smaller on his butt blush.

"Gentle Ishtail. But your kindness must be given to all equally. If you love one, isn't that against the royal duty?

Love or not drown, hate or not make a different path. It was a will passed down from the first generation of the Germion royal family.

"In twenty days, we will have a farewell feast. Then say goodbye."

"... Yes, Uncle"

When he came in, on the other hand, he dropped his shoulder without force and he went back.

"I must say no to the country's internal and external causes."

Give the grandchildren a steady kingdom. For this reason, the goblins who nest in the west woods had to be cleaned up early.

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"Are the Fish Scalers out there?

Intelligence units being raised by the assassination Gi Ji Arsil. One of them reported to me in terrible terms. Anything was that the Lizardmans stormed in the river leading north from around the lake and the goblins were damaged.

Wang, take a crusade.

Hand control of Gi Gar Larks, an intriguing Night Goblin, and I will be silent. Can't we use these guys as a force for this one? Demons living on the river's edge, but not without intelligence. If we do well, will it help to reduce human warfare?

"Before the crusade, it would be good to try to persuade them. Get me Tanita Nagato."

Run a messenger in the midst of the distant sub-people and issue a proclamation that they will be forbidden to enter the damaged area until they arrive. If it's impossible to persuade you, then you should be able to try a crusade.

Next, Kuzan reported to me.

As it progressed on the exploration of the corridor that was strewn underground.

In conclusion, it meant that we did not know how far it lasted. Listen, frowning at the report. It seems that there are no creatures that can be dangerous enemies, but there is no end to the extended underground passage? Underground passages stretching sideways and deepening explorations. You think we're going to need more manpower to combine this?

I'm sorry, I sigh at Kuzan's attitude, which is getting smaller. If she says so, I guess so.

Kuzan's legacy only revealed such ambiguity that this was the gateway to the underworld, or that the underworld goddess was sealed.

Instruct Kuzan, who drops his shoulders, to prioritize exploration of the superficial layer.

"I'm in awe. King!"

We began our exploration from a shallow hierarchy simply to see if there were any other entrances. Or maybe there's a path to the world on the human side. It's good to simply strike out of the woods, but that's why we shouldn't narrow down the road. There's no need for us to match our common sense.

But don't let your shoulders get stiff.

settlement outlook and a report from what I ordered, and a ruling. Every day of its repetition, a little bit of depression is building up. After all, goblins want to move their bodies.

Take a peek at the place where you are training Gi Gur and Gi Zi.

Rise from the throne and take the sword to the square, which is the training ground for the Normal Goblins.

This is you, my lord.

"King, there you are."

To make the newborn Goblin a warrior, Gi Gur trained the toddlers and Gi Zi was about to slap a mass battle to make the warrior a soldier.

Beginning with the Trinity (Three Man Cells), he trained them by naming them as multiple teams (Kentoa), multiple groups (Legior).

It was mainly in the form of a rare goblin leading the squad Kentoa, which Noble Goblin said would put together as an army Legior.

This was conceived by Gi Zi from Puel's advice, and he said it was what he needed to move his troops quickly in the fight.

"Hmm, why don't you name each squad anyway? You'll get attached, won't you?

"Is that a name?

I snort at Gi Gur's words like a decent one.

"As we say, for example, Eub's army, Legiol,"

"I see... well, hurry up, my lord, please"

What, it's me...!?

When I'm confused, I turn my doubtful eyes to me, Gi Zi. I did say I was even by name...

"Um, the name will still be good after the others return"

"... Really? Okay, let's do that."

I sweat inside at the appearance of a slightly unfortunate Gi Zi. What do you expect from me? Fun and full days. Sleep satisfied at the palm of your hand, which is progressing slightly towards the purpose you are headed for.

"Look ■, I... ■, ─ look..."

I should have forgotten, the voice of joy creeps into my ear. It's only hateful to me.

It should already be a long time to forget, human memory. It floats slightly and disappears. No, was I really human?

Isn't it really just a goblin from birth, with some kind of detachment, and so much vague knowledge that can't even be remembered like this?

I really...

─ ─ Opens eyes in darkness.

"Gu,..."

It's just a dark, unexpected ceiling in an abyss fort that you should be familiar with. I sweat gently in my damp hands and shake my head.

"I am the king. The Phantom King..."

Nothing else. It's supposed to be.

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"It's been a while. Dear Lecia,"

To that familiar voice, Lecia turned with Gastra in her arms.

"Mm... Lord Lorica? Why are you here?

Why is the presence of one's self in the ivory tower here? While in doubt, the long-skinned man known as Lorica politely praises Lecia, who does not break his faceless expression.

"At the whim of the white elders, to bring you back."

"... isn't the word too much?

She frowns not to be enlightened by her expression, but Lorica keeps a carefree smile on her face, not laughing only behind her eyes, but goes on with the words even further.

"Oh, wasn't that a satisfactory answer? As always, your sensibilities are hard to understand."

An inorganic gaze, as if to observe an experimental animal. But it just looks extra creepy with a smile on it.

"To say it's distracting is a joke...... to say it's true to bring you back. Dear Lecia, please return to the ivory tower. We're all worried."

"... you're worried about my engraving, aren't you?

"Oh? Oh, no, it's much easier to tell than before. I'm a little disappointed to start giving such naive answers...... and glad to hear it. But that shouldn't happen. You have to be more complicated..."

When he whines, Lorica stands in front of Lecia without making a sound. There is nature and strength in Lecia's arms. Gastra roars in understanding his husband's nervousness, but Lorica peeks into Lecia's eyes from up close without the wind passing willingly.

"Um, the barbarian who says hero Garland or something changed you? Or even someone who's attracted to this country king's capital something?

Peek into her from the top as the long-lasting Lorica intimidates. I opened the gaze I was narrowing, and the expression of joy on my face that couldn't possibly be misseen. It's the color of madness that blinds me to the look on Lorica's face that seems to be somewhat neat.

The color of desire, which cannot help but reveal itself in a person's heart, dyes Lorica's expression in madness.

"It's your mistake, isn't it?

Lorica stares at Lecia, who answers with clarity for a while, but when she makes sure her eyes are free of upset, she twists her neck and returns to her original unconscious look.

"Hmm. That's strange...... so is it something that when you spend your days trapped in a place like this and without someone to talk to, the quality of the conversation also falls"

Foresight (Clear Voyance) Lorica Larumera. He is a student of research belonging to the ivory tower.

"... So, what's the day of the recall?

"It's supposed to be a month later. Until then, please don't let down your feelings."

"I know."

Lorica exits when she smiles at the way she puts it.

Push your strength into the arm holding the gastra.

"I've changed..."

Gastra squeaks thin like worrying about my husband.

"If that's true..."

Probably because I watched those who resist destiny right next to me. Even though he is a monster, his aspirations are probably higher than anyone else's. Its will not even fear the gods.

It was truly horrible for those who believed in destiny to say they would resist it. Isn't it true that every single action I take is actually a setup?

Doesn't the will of the gods foresee everything and dictate the directions from birth to death? And he said it was the right thing to do.

It was because of my cowardice that I couldn't take the hand of the king who chased me after the carriage.

That's not... destiny or anything!

"If you say that God decides the way, then fighting is the will of man"

I've been thinking about that. With Lorica showing up, I finally got a stepping stone.

"Let's go back. To the ivory tower."

─ ─ 192 days to rematch against humans.