Goblin Kingdom

The king of Goblin followed the former kingdom of Erlane on his way northward after achieving unity in the South. Aim is the Kingdom of Germion. Alan sign of Gi Gar Larks, who occupied his own horseback squad and southeast. It is a march with Ferdukh of Gi Goo Berbena, who finished the Battle of Puena.

After regrouping his army in the western realm, he plans to plunge into the kingdom of Germion. Teacher Puell advises the king that the time is best after the harvest period. For one thing, it is a matter of an army station of swollen goblins. On the part of the Kingdom of Germion, there is no giant warcraft to feed, because human forces prevail, as was also Puena. If we leave this behind, we will have to carry out the looting.

That was not where the King of Goblins wanted it to be.

"Importing food from Fatina, and securing portable food to sustain the entire army, will also be necessary."

Goblin's king began his battle north about two months away. Having two months doesn't make the king of goblins free. Without having to be pointed out by Puel, we must proceed to the western realm, where the army travels by the Warcraft to secure portable food, and, of course, allow the preservation of food to be secured, as well as the reorganization of the attacking army.

I'm ready to attack from the three sides according to Puell's strategy, but there's also the question of who and where to leave it to. Gi Goo Verbena, La Gilmi Fisiga and Gi Gar Larks. There is also the question of the consideration of the area to be left to the three generals and even who to put under them.

Whether it is necessary to reassemble the goblins and others who are good at waging the martial arts of Rashka, Gi Zu Luo and other individuals. But there's only one area that I can't trust if it's not this goblin.

"My king, I heard you summon me."

One knee before the king of goblins in the camp and dripping his head is the sword king Gi Go Amatsuki. He has become the swordsman of Goblin and is a strong man proud of his Baron class.

"Uhm. Gi Go, I'll leave you on your way from the North when you attack the Kingdom of Germion"

"... thankful happiness"

Gi Go, with his crooked knife on his back, bows his head even further and responds to the King of Goblins.

Say what you want.

"Thirty soldiers, and only a clan of snow ghosts."

"Is that enough?

"Regardless."

The king nodded satisfied with the answer.

"King, I have one question for you."

"What?

"Enemy General's neck, shall we take it and put it in for a look?

"Did you say scarlet maiden Lily, she seems to be a holy knight using the Devil's Sword"

When Puel read the information, the king cruised slightly.

"... No, there's something I want to ask you. Keep him alive if you can."

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Dropping off the rising gi-go, the king packed his military profile, advised by Puel, in order to further consider who else to entrust to him.

Attacking from the south is the Alan sign of Gi Gar Larks. That army, which gave priority to speed above all, can be said to be a necessity to contain the Confederate armies of Seavala. Attacking from the west is Ferdouk of Gi Goo Berbena. Army made up of goblins only, but add Gi Zi Yub's Army (Legior) to this.

What could handle a siege weapon was essential to attack the eight fortifications blocking the West. I had to infiltrate some of the goblins with the instructions to use it, as it meant that they had given away some of the siege weapons used by the Kushins in the previous battle.

It was the decision of the king of Goblin that Felduk was better suited than Alan Sign for a place where there was no problem taking the time.

"In order to contain the enemy Holy Knight, this one must also bring together those who excel in personal warfare"

The king, convinced in particular that Puel's prophecy, made himself ready for the Holy Knight by placing special forces in each of them.

To the west, Larshka of Guidoga.

From the south is Gi Zar Zarkend, plus the Fairy Clan Felby.

Tell them never to be one-on-one, and distribute them to the West Army (Felduk) and the Confederate Army (Alan Sign), respectively.

"Well, at the end of the day, this is who I am."

"I would like to ask you to wait a long time for that."

Goblin's king frowned at the puer-like answer, which always returns a clear answer.

"I have one problem right now. What to do if the enemy's army invades the West End."

"Until now they have been thorough protectors. You want me to shoot you and come out?

"There is information in the stretched net that the king of the kingdom of Germion, the prince himself, will lead the army into battle."

"Prince Wang... Successor"

Reassemble your thick arms and the king of goblins roars.

We have to kill him in the West End.

"There is also a strategy to capture and use it as a bargaining tool."

"Though I deduce that the king's wish lies in annexing the territory of his kingdom"

"Exactly"

"No matter how much love a person's parents have if they are, they can swallow all that. He's called the King of Dignity."

Sigh deeply and the king of goblins thinks.

"If the king and his son go down to my gates..."

"Kings, I will proceed with your understanding of your discomfort. If you decide to win the country, the king's clan must be killed to the fullest. Toddlers, princesses, or even old men. Because otherwise the people defending the country will not be convinced. You don't have to show compassion for the king's family to admit that you lost."

Puel's prophecy is a true argument. That was what the King of Goblins himself felt.

We have to make humans recognize a species called goblins. For this reason, the blood that is shed is inevitable.

The King of Goblins hesitates because he sees room for the next battle. For a Goblin army that has gained fighting power in the South, the Kingdom of Germion is a dangerous but half-winning opponent, isn't it?

By taking over the rich South, I could afford to feed my soldiers. The sweetness of the king of Goblins was coming out now that he was in a position to ask the other side at his leisure.

"... you are absolutely right. Forgive me, not even."

"No. Your kindness will be felt by everyone under your command. That's an individual virtue, but when it comes to virtue as a ruler, that's different. Forgive me."

Nodding, the king resolutely ran out of words.

"Then you have to kill him. What encroaches on my territory, I will not forgive any one of you."

"Yes, I will do everything in my power to do that."

Dropped his head as deep as he could. Puell replied. Within that day a decree is released from King Goblin towards La Gilmi Fisiga on the front line.

“Draw the enemy into the western realm and kill him. Hammer down what encroaches on my territory."

Along with the harsh words, Gilmi, conveyed it, saw the wrath of the king in his words.

"Is this... is the king angry?"

Feeling something cold on his back, Gilmi consults Shumea.

"I don't think he's such a king."

"But it's a stronger word than ever. If you lose this, the King's wrath may come to me."

"Hmm? But it doesn't matter, does it?

"What?"

"Me and you squeezed our heads and the operation thought. I don't think there's any more. Now it's one of the king's words, and you can't help being a nerd."

"... Indeed, you're right"

I opened my eyes and was surprised at what Shmere said, Gilmi, but when I smiled similar to a bitter smile, I laughed at Shmere.

"It's the Admiral's vessel, after all."

"Stop it, it's not even in the pattern."

Laughing karakara, Shmere confirms the operation.

"I'm giving out scouts, but if there's no enemy movement, I'll direct you from here. This isn't gonna change."

"Whatever. Pull them in and destroy them as they fight"

"Then I'll train the soldiers."

To Shmere walking away, Gilmi offered a slight thank you.

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Vine, commonly known as the Mad Blade, the leader of the Blood League (Klan) Hermoon (Red Moon), caught a neat mouth and laughed with pleasure as she glanced at the note delivered.

"Come on, now you say it's a fight? Kuhaha, that lady is a pleasure to make. Hey!

Speaking not only to Berk Alsen, a dirt fairy who was quietly caring for his weapon next door, she imagines the feeling of someone who can slash him with his own hands in the future.

"If the money goes in, I don't mind either."

Berk replies without even raising his gaze.

"Oh, totally. And then if someone kills you, there's nothing at all."

I can't help but be surprised at this level of words and deeds to go out with this character breaker. Familiar with it, he returns it without moving at all.

"So, where's the fight? The remnant of the Red King's hunt?

"No, tell the Germion kingdom to start a fight."

Berk asks the boulder, laughing joyfully at her.

"... fight a country?

"It's going to be fun, dude!

Vine asks Berk, who thinks with a difficult face, drinking as usual.

"Ahn? What's wrong with you, Berk? Are you freaking out?

"No, let me see your notes"

"Hmm? There you go."

Having checked the contents, Berk turns to Vine.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but you're like a king of goblins behind Puel"

"Goblins? Those green little ones?

"No, it's probably... it's a pretty high-end goblin. I heard about the rampage in the South... but I hear you're working with it."

"Heh..."

With a decent eye, Vine, looking back at Berk, stirs up more liquor when she speaks so much.

"Hey, Berk. That little girl smells frigid, that's not what started it now. If you start making noise now, I'll kill you."

With a dosty voice, Vine makes a threat, but Berk spreads his neck.

"It's not a problem in itself. Whoever pays for it, it's nothing but good and evil. I just thought it might be a problem involving the floating of my soil fairy clan (Gnome)."

"Ahn? Are you with me?

"That's right. You might want to get in touch with the elders once."

"Phew, well, keep me in touch if you think I need you. I don't want you to waste your investment in corners."

"Okay. I'll let you know... if you tell me, I'll send it to you."

"... it's nothing, you know"

Vine with a mouthful somewhere obstinate.

"Well, let me tell you Vine said hello"

"Yes, I don't want it! Idiot!"

Leaving Vine in a rare panic, Berk leaves. Instead, the unfortunate Lou and Shrei came in. Found it, Vine finds her prey. Like a carnivore, shows her the glow of her eyes.

"Ooh, kids rejoice! It's a letter from my favorite Puel girl."

To the two glaring eyes, Vine mouths the continuation with an evil grin.

"Now it's war! Kill him tight! Haha!

It wasn't until shortly afterwards that I heard a scream for both of us.

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A party was held that day in one of the rooms of the Kingdom of Germion to commemorate the Seoul West. As Commander-in-Chief, there is the name Istal de Germion, Saint Knight Valdeau in the form of his assistant, Saint Knight Gize. The presence of Prince Wang, who usually mobilizes the Kingsguards stationed near the capital, the two Knights under the command of the Holy Knight, plus the magical soldiers directly under the King, brings the total number to about 4,000.

"Oh, Lord Valdeau, it's been a while."

"Sir Beddle."

The middle-aged knight, who seemed forced to smile at the bitter, hard-running look, softens his sharp gaze and returns a greeting to the beidle.

"I hear you're bringing your elite from the East this time."

"No, only if you think Prince Wang is safe."

"Ha, as humble as ever. As long as you have that heart, you can't lose."

"Thank you"

"So, things are for consultation... why don't you add one nobleman's younger brother to this expedition?

"... are you loyal to Prince Wang?"

"That's the thing. For how many minutes the next generation of the Prince Wang will only be trained in the east and will hardly return to the Wang capital. Young flowers are said to be mysterious people, etc. Not so much, but from the youthful and ambitious second sons of nobility, there's not a thousand opportunities and things I can't say."

"... battle is always a place to risk your life. Do they understand?

"I've been telling you a lot..."

Valdeau, who puts his hand on his chin and thinks with a nagging addition or subtraction, takes the story by making one suggestion.

"Let me give you a hand job once."

"Oh, will you do that? My stupid son is mixed up, so rub one for me."

"And Victor?

When I met him before, I think of the boy who was still only around Valdeau's waist, tilting his neck.

"Sixteen this year...... at all, I guess the one called the period of disobedience. I don't even listen to my parents."

I got it, and it seemed like Baedle, laughing bitterly, was still telling me he was a cute son.

"Sounds like a lot of rare people are here."

They were two people who talked about no other love for a while, but Valdeau talks to Baidl, as I came up with it.

"Hmm? Oh, the palace conductor."

The Royal Army of the Kingdom of Germion now holds many wizards. Beginning with adventurers, he has launched a policy of raising what lives in the city and what has one scale of it as the strength of the Royal Army. It was the old woman at the end of their gaze who played that leading role.

"Falmia, you don't like this kind of war."

Whether you heard the words of the baiddle or not, an old woman, known as the Dollman, walks quietly towards them.

"How are you feeling? Secretary of State."

"Yes, thanks to you, Master of the Court."

"And the Knight's Hall of Twin Swords."

"Yes."

"This battle, I heard it was against demons."

"Yeah, everything seems to be going well with the goblins. I will punish you for this battle."

"Really..."

He was a falmia with a slightly painful look, but immediately hides it under a smile.

"Hey, don't worry. As long as you are here Valdeau the Double Sword, you will not be late for goblins or anything else. Ugh?"

"I'll do my best"

"Ha, humility is sometimes a hassle. Goblin's neck 100 or 200 would be fine."

"When it comes to battle,"

"... So, I'm in this"

Falmia shrugged in an inaudible voice to the two of them who would thank them in silence.

"You'll be alive with goblins..."

Even the solitaire, which doesn't sound like a beidle, goes into Valdeau's ear. But he just frowned and had no slight reaction, dropping off her hindsight.

"What's wrong? Lord Valdeau"

"It must be your fault."

Thereafter the knight of the double sword held his mouth and never came up with a topic about her.