Goblin Kingdom

In the small northern country of Orfen, there are two things that are just past.

“The Legendary Orloin of Life” and “The Ivory Tower".

If I were to describe the characteristics of each country, these were the first two that came to mind when I was told that the small country Orfen.

A small country closed by snow and ice is not being invaded from anywhere, for one thing, because these two elements are closely intertwined with the interests of each country.

Aurorn, who is bewitched to the legend of life and also appears in the poems of the bard. There are a number of anecdotes about him, but the famous one is the Devil's Cave (Dungeon) solo trespasser. He had the eyes of one of the few god-class weapons in the world, the Flaming King (Marcosias), and let him trample a small demon by himself.

As long as he was around, none of us could insult Orphen, even though he was a Shrubbing country that never lined up in the neighborhood.

And the other is the ivory tower, a treasure trove of knowledge, making it the home of the apostles of wisdom and exploration. The enormous milky tower is equipped with complete heating and cooling for any kind of dish, raising brilliant young people from all over the country as bureaucrats.

This is why countries cannot reach out to this small country.

Commercial development was taking place in a small country unrelated to the war, aimed at dignitaries' international students and students.

And the ivory tower, too, thinks that the stability of small nations is necessary for academic exploration, often lending their wisdom. Inside the ivory tower, a school is opened, regarded as three towers: the white tower, the red tower and the blue tower, which determines the extent of the crystal of wisdom lent by its consultation.

The supreme decision-making body of the ivory tower, so to speak, is the three-tower conference.

It is the head of the school, called the elders of each tower, and the leaders of the factions beneath them who will be able to participate in the meeting. Usually that is the place where the interests of each faction should be adjusted, that meeting was rough due to Lecia's suggestion. At that meeting, which is open to the public, Lecia suggested expanding the "rights of the human being”.

"Don't be silly! Expanding people's rights to subhumans and fairies!?

"Stupid thing, I don't think. I have said that the phase of thinking about prosperity is no longer only in the power of people. We are coming to an age of coexistence with other races. We should seek coexistence and co-prosperity"

One of the schools in the red tower even floats blue muscles on his forehead to deny Lecia's suggestion.

"Coexistence and co-prosperity!? Ha, I would still coexist and prosper with them"

"I say we should hang out as friends, not slaves and husbands"

Lecia's words were very quiet to the students of the red tower, which was as intensely toned as a blaze.

"Give barbaric races like them equal status with ours?

"What do you say savage with it? Looking back at history, aren't we the humans who deceived, took away the mistletoe, and drove them to the border?"

"I only ruled the land with God's blessing and ambushed it as a regular path of war. Their defeat is due to their own incompetence!

The others in the red tower gather their accusations against Lecia. With that support, the Red Tower apprentice gets strong or his mouth slips.

"Hmm, the name of the Virgin Fallen, whether caught by a goblin or attached to a demon!

I hear a cool bell in Lecia's ear that slightly distorted her faceless expression and tried to narrow her eyes to anger and open her mouth. It was a signal when Tanya Fedoran, the elder of the White Tower, made her statement.

Old lady counting age seventy, yet old lady with indisputable elegance. At first glance, you're right, but with every word she says to the national bureaucratic candidates, the way forward will be closed.

"Be careful what you say. You take that statement as a healing goddess engraving and a challenge to the three towers, right?

On purpose, the whole meeting rocks.

The apprentice of the red tower, who had momentum and wrestled Lecia until earlier in the remarks of one of the highest powerful men of the ivory tower, the white elder Tanya Fedoran, paled his face and let his mouth clasp like an oxygen deficient fish.

"A pronouncement denigrating the Virgin is a pronouncement denigrating the will of the ivory tower."

It was the young man of beauty who was expressing his agreement with the elders of the White Tower. An immortal mage rumored to count 120 years old. Blue elder Floyd Berchen.

"... but let's just be quick about expanding the rights of people."

An old man with a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows covers an apprentice belonging to his own tower.

It is the ancestral god of the nation (ativ) who makes him the archbishop of the Church, claiming to be the greatest god of the gods, the elder of red, Celion Harlon.

What I've been saying is, if it's a dog that barks a lot, it was a conversation between giant elephants.

Lecia opens her mouth as everyone in each faction decides to shut her mouth and observe the static.

"It won't mean sudden. Rather too late. If we don't hurry, it's too late."

It was the apprentice who had condemned her until earlier to shower a glance at Lecia, who had opened her mouth. Almost everyone who was in the meeting room as well as the Red Tower apprentice looked at her with solitude.

"What is too late?

To the sharp eyesight of the red elders, those other than Lecia sweat colder.

"If the cornered tie together, people get a painful counterattack. Then it won't be possible to repair the relationship. Having gained momentum, they swallow nations, and the prosperity of men disappears in the sand."

Lecia herself looks cool, red elders.

The silence of the visit was, for everyone watching, time for stomach aches......

"P,... kuhahahaha! No, that's just the Virgin! Your courage is indeed the godson of Lord Tanya!

... except the elders of the three towers.

When the blue elder sprays unbearably, the white elder also laughs dull. The red elder distorted its harsh face and grinned bitterly.

"Hey, young builder... can you ask me about the complexion of the powerful and give me a suggestion to think of the country? You're going to be bureaucrats and pillars of support for your country, and you need to think about that place first!

A red tower apprentice nodding powerlessly at the words of a young man of beauty, who was as if his soul had been plucked.

Those words, which were directed at all the bureaucratic candidates who were visiting, could not have been understood by those on the spot.

"Virgin Lecia Fer Zier. It's a novel proposal, but it's still hard to expand people's rights."

Lesia flatly returns to the words of the Blue Elder as well.

"Why not? I think we should negotiate while we can."

"Whatever, you're right. But the vast majority of people are not convinced to turn it into a bloodbath and expand our rights to them. You know the history of rights acquisition?

Red elders speak on behalf of blue elders.

It stands on top of the corresponding sacrifices for the expansion of man's territory. Many have lost acquaintances in battle with other races the longer they live. And the age-appropriate themselves are at the helm of the country.

And in order to earn the "right to human beings," the amount of blood shed demanded more blood because the other person was the same person.

Sometimes against the king, sometimes against the nobles, the ivory tower made them recognize their rights.

It is only when you think of that ordeal that you try to take care of your rights.

Just magnify it to the subordinates who do nothing, then, less convincing.

"That's... yes"

"There is room for thought. But it won't be possible right now."

To the words of the white elder, he nods also as a lecia. If it's her biggest asylum, and it's her benefactor's word, she'll have to back down here, too.

"Hmm... Virgin, what are you so afraid of? What did you see in the west?

Lecia thinks with her lid down once in the words of the Blue Elder. Occupying inside this chest, she thinks, is not fear.

Am I supposed to say something about a goblin king here? As Lecia, not the Virgin, she gave a thought and answer.

"... are demons, including the Son of Chaos Ghost (Goblin), truly despised? I don't know anymore."

A meeting place that quiets down like a hit of water.

It's not about expanding rights to the subpeople. To those who still saw only as enemies, the statement was such an inquiry that three elders had to silence each of them.

That would have made the royals, knights and adventurers laugh.

If they're enemies, they'll cut it off.

The silence of the three elders, backed by experience and deep knowledge, is heavy and dominates the meeting place.

Neither did the apprentices have the courage to speak whilst those who should respect them, no matter what they thought was stupid, were heavily silent. No one was stupid enough to try to speak again.

Silence is broken with the sigh of the Blue Elder.

"It's something to see for a long time... I didn't expect to hear that from a daughter who's not even twenty years old. But no... is that why you're the Virgin"

The eyes of the Blue Elder, staring far away, were filled with deep sorrow.

"A long meeting with the old body is a pleasure. That's it for today."

Along with the deep and long sigh of the White Elder, the meeting was closed that day.

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It had been about ten days since the declaration of the founding of the King of Goblin, but the reaction had been communicated to the neighbourhood as early as possible. Because the story spread everywhere to tell the story of those who had escaped from the West Capital.

The Goblin army, which occupied the West Capital, had missed out on the Wang Capital with the intention of spilling humans.

"Let him escape if he wants to. Be as polite as you can."

As declared by the king of Goblin, the goblin of the sentinel who met the escapee even fed him and missed him as he was.

However, this was thoroughly eliminated and captured for anyone attempting to break into the western capital.

The assassination unit of Gi Ji Arsil at night, and the winged (Halpurea) and the Paradhua veterans at noon, each sentry, thoroughly guard the realm.

Calling the Warcraft Army of Gi-Gee Old, who acted as a separate task force, establishes its liberation zone in the east of the western capital. Its scope is wide and most of it enters the liberation zone, except for the road leading to the Wang capital.

The warcraft at the service of Gi Gee, who originally lived in the woods, was superior in strength to the warcraft that lived on the plains. Because warcraft harmful to humans are hunted as a priority, only the less threatened could survive.

That's where the forest warcraft poured in at once, so the warcraft who live on the plains will either be pursued through the compartment or will have to feed on the strong warcraft. While rewriting the plain ecosystem, the liberation zone was set up, and Gi Gee's Warcraft Army, combined with those returning to the wild, increased.

For the more westerly peripheral villages than the western capital, most remained under the control of goblins. That's because the fairy ruling and the persuasion of Shmere promised us a life like never before.

No, I can say that the goblin side's demands were even better treated than when they were under Gowen's control because they only took 30% of their income's food as tax revenue a year.

There were various villages, large and small, but no villages existed to plan the rebellion, united by the fall of the Western largest western capital.

All the humans left in the West Capital were about 700.

Given that the previous population was close to 10,000, I can see the fear of goblins and the thoroughness of Gowen's rule because more than 90% of them escaped.

What was left was a child, an old man who couldn't move, and a slave who would go far apart.

"Let the children educate the warriors if they want. Otherwise, give us the land and make us food."

In accordance with the King's policy, we first feed them and entrust the care of the children to the sisters and brothers of Shmere and Josh. Set the adult at 15, and instruct the children of Shumea to set their own path by that time.

"I never thought I'd have so many kids this year."

Blurring with bitterness, Shmere nevertheless took care of the children. I'll leave Josh with the slaves. Josh was on trial and error as he twisted his neck to the Goblin king's suggestion that he could not use it as a force of war.

The king of Goblin continued, and decided to reward those under his command. The area of the plain close to the forest leads the sub-people to draw conclusions at the "Eight Flags” meeting. Near the western capital, close to the human side, the goblin side would have.

However, it was forbidden to lay hands on any man who came under the control of the king of Goblin. They were those who helped to increase the production of precious food. Talent with agricultural experience is the one the king of goblins wanted so much that his hand was out of his throat.

The land shall be recognised to the humans as it is, and it shall dawn upon the subhuman and fairy tribes in the form of the taking over of the land of those who fled.

At first glance, it seems likely that only the Goblin side will occupy land that comes under enemy threat and be biased in reward, but the king suppressed that dissatisfaction with his authority.

Because the king of goblins felt in his skin that he had to shed more blood than anyone else in order to take hegemony, and he relied more on the goblins than on so few subpeople.

The snow ghosts (Yugshiva) led by Eustia, who joined the King of Goblin's Front with Gi Go, were also given only a few but land.

It's because Gi-Go made a wish for the king. If you try them, who originally lived on the plains, the warm areas of the south were the object of admiration in the process of being scolded and driven north by the barbarians.

Though I had the mouthfeel of Gi-Go-Amatsuki, I couldn't help but thank the king of Goblin for giving it to me.

"Thank you, King of Goblins"

Eustia vowed to submit to the king of Goblin with the utmost gratitude, saying he would lay down on his knees and offer his sword.

Given a warm land on the border between the woods and the plains, they quickly head back to the mountains of Snow God (Yugrasil).

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"It's Gi Bar!

The king did not forget to give his name to those who rose in rank in this battle.

"Ha!"

With the protection of the black first serpent, Gi Bar lays his sword on the ground, on his knees, before the king. Hate for humans can never be healed. The land awarded to them as a grace is the border region bordering the most eastern man.

"I shall be Gi Bar Hagal. Hate is in your heart until the time has come to let it go. Can you, my lord?"

"Say what the king says. Alas!

Gi Bar's fist, which gripped him so hard as to tremble, enters the sight of the king of Goblin, but the king said nothing. The next to be drawn out were those who evolved into rare classes.

The naming ritual takes place within a goblin total of no less than the empty Noble class of hands.

Zu Veto and others, led by Gi Zu Luo and peering into the center of the army led by the king of Goblin for the first time, were trembling inside.

Common sense in him thought Gi Zu was particularly strong. But this army of goblins is rather full of powerful men enough for Gi Zu to be sumptuous.

Once again, I can't help but think that I was the frog in the well. He said before that Oyaji and the admirer Gi Zu would know its greatness if they met the king, but he was exactly right.

The power seeping out of its gigantic body is precisely the wind of the king. A bunch of gear reminiscent of the warring warriors. It even seems like something divine beyond the boundaries of saying goblins, such as how you are holding a great sword.

Even slapping an orga to death, a piercing rock was creeping out of its king, convinced by wonder even when they said it. Moreover, the goblins who serve beside the king are not usual.

"Oyaji...... who is that?

"Lord Gi Gar Larks. My most respected warrior."

Veto nods as soon as he knows what it's like to be good at chesting Gi Zu.

I don't know a few wounds I've made to my body, but I'm so proud that it just seems like a medal of war, not a weak impression. It is not a mistake of Veto to make the impression that even though he is losing one leg and one arm, neither fine dust nor the weak.

There is a feeling in Veto that if he fought, he would probably lose ten fights and ten.

"Um, what's the big one...?

It's my family, Lord Larshka.

Without adhering to Gi Zu, who closed his mouth with few words, Zu Veto observes Larshka. Boasting a giant body above the king, the colour of long, tough tails and gray skin close to black. One horn rebellious to heaven and a dog tooth peeking from his mouth in horror.

The uplifted muscles have the strength as if they were going to crush everything in the world. The way you slap your shoulder with a stick in your hand is like a jailer. Show me the gap and I'll be slapped to death. Veto trembles when he imagines himself stared at with the eyes of a ship and slapped a stick from his head.

That must be the demon in the underworld who laughs and beats the dead to hell indefinitely. What a mistake to stay in a place like this, Veto thought.

"Oyaji, what about that one?

"Lord Gi-Go-Amatsuki, perhaps the most sword arm in Goblin is certain"

Among the sharp goblins originally in sight, the goblin's eyesight was even more vicious. Razor-like, sharp eyes that deserve the expression. A body that looks thin at first glance at the color of its near-gray skin, but if you look closely at it, you can see that it is a tight muscle.

I shredded away what was useless, exactly the body that reminded me of a single sword. Veto trembles in fear at the goblin, which has an atmosphere that is going to run out if he touches it.

You sensed that Veto was observing, or thought Veto would never forget the chills that only made one eye contact but ran on his spine at that time. In an instant, I think I'm going to be slashed, and I step back.

There was a difference in strength between him and Veto that just made him think so, even though he obviously wasn't in time.

I lay my eyes down unexpectedly.

It was an instant, but I couldn't stop sweating cold all over my body.

Lashka also felt like a monster, but Veto thinks Gi Go is another monster. You lost interest in Veto, calm your mind and by the time you saw Gi Go, he was already watching the Goblin given his name.

"Oyaji...... can I let you go back to the country?

To the bluer Veto, Gi Zu laughs and slaps that thick breast behind his fist.

"Don't get me wrong. Neither he nor anyone else was strong from the start. They dived the dead line and defeated their mighty enemies to that strength."

Veto compares Gi Zu, who somewhere delightfully speaks, to three goblins, with the exception of the king.

"We'll get stronger and catch up with those people. Someday, definitely. Isn't that right, Veto?

"... after all, I'm glad you followed me. I'll follow you for the rest of your life."

Along with giggled gi zu, Veto turned his gaze to the naming ritual again.