Goblin Kingdom

"Tsuma-nai"

Plumping cheeks, the adorable girl frowns. Scattered around is a frightening number of corpses. It is a battlefield trail that even the Magic Magic Magic Magic is likely to tread. A little further south from the fort named the Fort of the Misty Wilderness (Mergion). Where the clash between the king of Goblin and Brandika broke out, the girl pointed her mouth in dissatisfaction.

"What, if you're my sister! Play whatever you want with your own handkerchief!

She is an unforgettable girl of beauty at first sight. The luster of a girl who should be young lurks herself, and now she is just a girl who speaks of an innocent dissatisfaction worthy of her age, and is everywhere if that's all she sees. The signs even associate mighty trees, while the thin body has the appearance of breaking if touched.

Surprised by her signs, the animals sensitive to detecting the crisis had fled this place, where there was a lot of food. No matter how hungry you get, it's wild animals that run away from the sure death in front of you.

She was playing.

That was and will continue to be the case in the past. Naturally, I was still playing.

It is puppet play. Her puppet creates a sand castle. Naturally it's also difficult for a doll to do that alone. That's why I have to add my people.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Her hands are plentiful.

I have just enough yarn and hands to cover the world at all times. Where the sand castle was about to be completed, he went to defeat the evil demon just for the last finish.

"The king who defeated the bad demons was supposed to help the poor princesses beneath and complete the sand castle...!

In an instant, the look of the poor girl changes.

There are no more shards, such as the face of the poor girl earlier.

"Valued, it was a sand castle I made dearly! It was a castle for me to smash!!

My sister stomped on it without fail. That's already relentless and without a trace.

"... I know. I know! Your sister doesn't have to deal with your father to win eight!

The thing that pisses her off the most is that her sister's gaze isn't turning to herself.

Even when it's time to crush the sand castle she built, she's not even there to look at her. The ghost-faced girl screams. We were supposed to be close sisters back in the day.

"Heh heh. But if your sister doesn't turn to me, I have an idea."

The girl turns her gaze to the fort of Mergion.

As if I had found superb entertainment, the ghost face has already disappeared from her face and gone back to the poor girl's. Even let the luster drift, and she grins at her mouth. It's a demonic grin that intoxicates what you see.

"Your sister's, toys, I don't care how many gaps entangle my yarn...... hehe"

The girl laughs.

Fun as it seemed, the goddess of destiny (Lyuruna), said to have a thousand hands, laughed at the battlefield trail of many corpses falling.

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The thread of the Goddess of Destiny gradually but surely eroded the body of the King of Goblins. It would have been thanks to the king's tough spiritual strength and flesh that he had destroyed the Red King and, after his pursuit, to the point of drastically reducing the Red King's power of war.

The king of Goblin will fall on the seat of the military council where he instantly attacked Shirak and Razel also finished attacking him in one piece like dust before the wind.

It was the goblins who were obsessed with the pursuit that upset them. Especially Gi Gar Larks and Gi Zar Zarquand argued that we should shoot the chase off now and go back to the Dark Forest. The two of them are sides in the vicinity of the king, whose influence cannot be measured.

It was Puel who issued the opposite opinion where the flow of military discussions was likely to be determined as it was.

I don't know what I did to destroy the Red King when I left like this. He said he should march while waiting for the king to recover. This opinion will be supported by humans, fairies and even subhumans. The extension of the national territory is also an expansion of their area of safety.

Retreating here, given the King's previous hardships, claimed succession as contrary to his will.

The disputed meeting was even divided by the alliance, but the king who regained consciousness appeared in the venue of the military council and was evaded in inches.

"King...... are you sure you're all right?

Gi Zar questioned the king so nervously that he confirmed everything in the day that he pioneered the king of Goblin.

"I'm telling you there's no problem. There's no obstacle to holding the weapon, and I was just getting tired."

"Well, that's fine."

Gi Gar Larks also drips his head and leaks a sigh of relief.

"My you are the one who matters. We will fight harder, so please don't push."

Gi Ji Youb goes on to say next to Gi Gur, who drips his head deep.

"Loyalty pleases me, but don't worry. Old sickness let alone injury, none of which is worth destroying ourselves"

The goblins pull back convincingly to the king of the goblins with a grin.

……

But Puell was the only one who looked at them like that. I was the king of goblins who noticed that gaze, but now putting together a meeting stabs the nail with a prerequisite and gaze. When Puell silently retreated, it was the start of the military debate again.

The agenda is a policy for the future.

Puell explains to sort out the situation.

"There is no doubt that the situation surrounding our army is dramatically different now than it was ten days ago."

One, the decline of the Red King's forces due to the takeover of Allied Lord Brandika.

One, the road to a good southern offense by saying it was liberated by it.

One, the Kushins and the Kingdom of Germion, the movement of the trading nation Puena.

"The Red King is lowering the forces that were his Lord to the kingdom of Erlane, but eventually, he will retreat to Fatina"

Brandika and Carlion's post-death Red King forces were in a state of loss of heart and division. Sardine-led factions of the Red King, factions of the Old Erlanes, factions seeking to surrender to the kingdom of Germion, and even factions of adventurers who joined the Red King after coming to the south, mainly the labyrinth city.

Now we are pulling back into the kingdom of Erlane, clustered together, but its insides will vary.

"You have the lead here"

The submen stretched their spines to Puel's strong words, and the goblins leaned their necks.

"Adjustment, internal response, annihilation. I can take any measures..."

"It takes time to destroy all the hostile things."

To the word of the king of Goblin, Zaurosh utters it in the form of a rejoinder.

"If you will forgive me, you may later become a bud of rebellion."

"… it would be best to take it on your side whenever possible"

The king of Goblin narrowed his eyes to Puell's remarks.

"But I'll have you pay a fair price,"

"Let's hear it."

"I will redeem my life on condition that you become the shield of my army."

And the king of Goblin took Puel's measure of using man to defeat man.

"But if there's too much, won't there be a revolt?

Gi Zar Zarquand, a magician-grade goblin who was listening to the frivolity, pinches his mouth.

"It's certainly possible. So in the future, my army would like to switch to a strategy that uses more separate teams."

Puell's strategy is to keep Goblins and others in the general class under them independent and entrust each with a single army and strategy from the way they have united their power under the Goblin King so far.

"Regardless, it will be the king who will be judged worthy of being entrusted"

These are the goblins who have tilted their necks before, but change the color of their eyes to the topic of entrusting one army to another. That means nothing more than that you will be recognized for your strength by the King of Goblins.

"Interesting opinion. Let's put it on hold for one second and come to a conclusion tomorrow."

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The next topic of discussion was the way forward for the offensive to proceed.

After the death of the Red King, it is good to say that the southern threat has been removed. richly sown earth and huge trade profitable southern regions. If you don't get this, you could get poked in the back when you attack the Kingdom of Germion.

The rights of the rich regions of the South are also fascinating in governing man. In the future, the troops led by the king of Goblin will have an ever-increasing proportion of humans every time they win. The region of the South is fascinating as a tribute to its people.

Like the Goblins, as long as there is a king, there is no obedience. Even meadows and warcraft, like fairies and subhumans, are not satisfactory. Humans have a desire that no other race has, and huge gears based on the monetary economy are turning under the propulsion of desire.

"Invasion of a land where there's no one to fight is not funny."

"No, that's never happening"

When Gi Gu, not convinced by Puel's words, gave his opinion, Zaurosh shook his head. The goblins nodded as they tilted their necks, not getting a real sense of the Zaurosh overlapping words to convey the thoughts on the human side.

Because I was convinced that the more goblins I had the opportunity to deal with humans under the king, the more I could think of. Not to mention that a human being named Zaurosh is a warrior friend we fought together.

"There are a variety of reasons why people risk their lives. For money is a good reason."

"Are you in this stone!?

I tilt my neck looking at the silver coins Gi Goo has in his hands. Goblins risk their lives for the sake of honor. Having become a warrior under the king, it is the greatest praise to ask the king to recognize his power. The means is to throw oneself into an honorable battle, in an army led by the king, never for stone or anything else.

Zaurosh laughs bitterly at Gi Goo, who grumbles that he doesn't understand.

"Well, a value would be something like that"

"Okay. capture the South and then march to the kingdom of Germion"

Everyone bows their heads to the ruling of the king of Goblin.

The last subject under discussion was diplomacy.

"With regard to this, saving the Kushins is a major premise. I want you to give me an opinion on that."

To the words of the king of Goblin, Zaurosh frowned.

"With your word, isn't it going to be a matter of needing them now?

There is a huge interest in the South in front of us. For Zaurosh, who has some pride in contributing to this battle, he didn't seem too motivated to neglect it for the Kushins.

"Once you have promised an alliance, betrayal is against faith"

"Alliances, if useful, can be truncated."

Puel also disagrees with the King's words as to whether he agrees with Zaurosh's opinion.

"Humans will be. But how can we govern well if we are not trusted to rule a large number of humans in the region we are about to enter? This is a decision."

Zaurosh and Puel, who knew the king's will was stiff, had to back off. Based on that, the way forward was decided.

First, the army led by the king of Goblin does everything in its power to rescue the Kushins. He then solidified his back and attacked the South, taking a path to the kingdom of Germion.

At the end of the military debate, among the participants taking their seats, Puel was voiced by Zaurosh.

"Master, can you ask the King to give priority to the Southern offensive somehow?"

"... it will be difficult. I wonder if the King will ever change his mind so easily."

Puell narrowed his eyes to the slightly nagging look of Zaurosh.

"Even if you don't pretend to be a pseudo like that, the king will give you what you deserve, and you will not leave what you cherish."

"Huh!? Is that a prospect…"

Zaurosh is in a position to defend one blood alliance. His position is that of vice alliance lord, but his esteemed alliance lord is still young. Something too good a number two can sometimes lead to a move towards allied exclusion.

He felt the need to wear mud himself in order to allow the Alliance Lord, who would soon welcome adults, to have flowers. The battle was an act because it first welcomed the separation and I was convinced that it was okay for Zaurosh to wear mud.

"Nevertheless... faith, it's a word that's long gone from us"

Puell glanced at Zaurosh's back as he walked away, walking out alone.

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"You have an abnormality in your eyes, right?

To the questioned voice, the king of Goblin turns his gaze.

"Puel."

In the area which he had ordained as the residence of the king, the king of Goblin was looking far east from the watchtower.

"How do you know? No, well, you've lost your eyesight."

The king of Goblin, who descended from the watchtower, faces Puel. The height difference would be even two minutes for the head. Puel, shaped to look up, peeks into the king's blood-colored eyes.

"I didn't lose my eyesight. To the extent that some colors are indistinguishable. Now there's no impact."

─ ─ Those eyes lose color, and eventually the tongue loses taste. The skin will no longer feel the wind, and the ears will not even hear the birds. Your arms will tremble and you won't even be able to sniff apart the scent of flowers.

"... you knew?

The king smiles slightly and looks at his own hands.

─ ─ In exchange for the inevitable damage of the King's Pledge, bring out the magic vegetables of the Underworld. Healing of muscle strength, agility, magic, defense, and enhanced (extremely large) skills does not heal damage.

It was the price for bringing out the magic vegetables of the Underworld.

Beyond the limits of species as goblins. That couldn't have been easy. Normally, there is no such thing as losing your senses to the price of gaining power. Your body rejects you before you leave such a serious wound. Otherwise this world would not be maintained.

But the king of Goblin exceeded the walls of the seed. As its recoil, it will lose the five senses that it should be as a creature, every time it uses its power. An inescapable wound erodes the king's body. And the wound will never recover.

"Have you ever been with a snake?

"Snake? No... are you a family member of the Goddess of the Underworld (Artesia)?

The king of goblins laughs distorted at the edge of his mouth.

─ ─ The body decays due to an unmatched force. The soul will wither, the eyes will rot, and the ears will be blocked. Skin forgets to breathe and no longer drifts even the air it inhales.

That's how Verid, who has been dating the most goblin king, seemed grumpy along.

─ My brother. You did a great job. But the limit comes first and foremost.

As if the death penalty had been pronounced, true black (Velido), double-headed snakes (Bettivia), earth-eating serpents (Percival) … Three of the four who once turned the world against their enemies whispered to the king according to the Goddess of the Underworld.

The power of the King of Goblins is indeed strong.

It may be said that its mighty power lies beyond the power of a species called Goblin. But because of its power, the flesh and soul cannot bear it. The prophetic king of Goblin told Puel all about it, losing his five senses, even beginning to diverge his soul, so that at the end of the day he would be ashed and disappear.

"What do you want me to do?

Under a cold mask, Puel was overstating the sincerity of the king of goblins.

"It's no big deal. I want to entrust you with my power and my battlefield."

"... you must be joking"

That is tantamount to being said to keep your life. There is no reason to be so trusted.

"I think the king always has to risk his life on the front line when fighting. At least, otherwise you don't deserve to be named king"

Puel wanted to deny the word, but in that way it was hard to say a word to the Demonic King in his present position to deny it.

"On top of that, our army will be mighty from now on. In my arms only, I can't handle it so mightily."

With every victory, that army grows huge. At least Puel thought so and proposed a separate task force of Goblins and others, and the King of Goblins. That was a common perception.

"... you want me to do something the king can't? You'll buy it."

"... my military teacher Puel. It's you, no, I can't do anything but you now. Saving my life is the same reason."

The king always has with the army, and refers to what drives him to the head of it.

"It's called barbaric courage. King Sage, don't spare your efforts."

When the word King Xian comes out of Puel's mouth, he distorts the corner of his mouth and the king of Goblin laughs.

"I am the King of the Son of Chaos (Goblin). The power is weak, there is no wisdom, and the beasts are scorned, the king of the goblins who kick down their companions to live. That's why I have to show you."

The king of goblins was no longer smiling.

"If you're weak, do that you can be strong. He said if we're not wise enough, we should work with the others. I must continue to show that I can live with faith and pride. So I won't hide behind the others on the battlefield!

The king of Goblin looks up to heaven.

In a far Ethereal Dome, Puell was also drawn to nature and gaze.

"Puel. I need you. Come with me."

Return your gaze from the heavens. The king of Goblins invites Puel.

"... it's blue"

Puell smiled limply as she looked up into the heavens.

"But I don't hate it"

Just a little bit, Puell felt like he figured out how Gi Gar Larks and others felt about admiring the king. That's because she looked somewhere like the dazzling thing she saw in the human world.

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The army, led by the king of Goblin, occupied Razuel and took its path northeast.

Puel's labeling system of generals led him to be entrusted with a new separate task force: Gi Gar Larks of Nightweight Goblin, Gi Goo Verbena, who rules the South, La Gilmi Fisiga, a hero of the Gunra clan, and Gi Gee Old, who leads the Warcraft Army. The king of Goblin chose a man of sufficient strength to command a great army, a sense of balance capable of bringing together a wide variety of armies, and a sense of balance capable of stabilizing a dominant area.

While leaving the command of the army to the four of them, Goblin's army turns its spearhead toward the Kurditian holy capital.

The army of goblins who defeat the Red King and are willing.

Four fought ahead to compete in the honor of a newly appointed general, and Puel often held their reins beside the king. Their marching speed was undoubtedly the momentum of fury, and Sivala, the holy knight of the Kingdom of Germion, who knew that he had heard of the defeat of the Red King and Garland, was determined to withdraw.

It was to return to its own territory and consolidate its readiness for the South with the Holy Knight Gizé.

Meanwhile, after Brandika's death, the Red King left the kingdom of Erlane, as Puel expected. The forces led by Sardine and others who survived the war had fallen to 5,000 troops by the time they returned to their home base Fatina.

The forces that were united by the power of the Red King were divided.

The South was about to return to the forces map of chaos again.

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Increases the level.

Protagonist

1 23

Gi Gar Larks

45 72

Gi Gee Old

1 15

Gi Goo Verbena

87 95

Gi Go Amatsuki

64 74

Gi Zar Zarkend

5 15

Gi Ji Arcil

2 18

Gi zu luo

6 20

Gi Zi Yub

62 75

Gi-do Burga

64 72

Gi Bee

46 55

Gi Boo Lacta

1 5

Gi Be Slay

1 18

Rashka

17 26

La Gilmi Fisiga

52 76

Harloo.

65 78

Kuzan

50 51

Puel Sinforua

97 11 "Class Changes"

Felby.

94 4 "Class Changes"

Cynthia's level increases.

52 67

The level of Shmere increases.

96 5 "Class Changes"

Josh's level increases.

76 80

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