Goblin Kingdom

Lishan Neuen.

At present, he is a maiden to be fourteen years old as the only daughter of Elberta, Chancellor of the Kingdom of Erlane. My mother was no longer there and raised with one hand, she grew up with the love of her father all by herself.

She did not resemble a scholar-skinned father, and no, although she might be more apt for the reason that her father was a scholar-skinned, swordsmanship or other tease, she glanced at swordsmanship from an early age.

The kingdom of Erlane in the south of the continent was a huge market moistened by traded goods transported from the desert, and at the same time an easy place to gather together those who planned something different. For more than a decade now, the King's authority gradually weakened and the nobles began and ended obsessing only about extending their power.

It was nevertheless a great deal of the fact that the Kingdom of Erlane managed to stand by was a great power with vast territory in the South. Or maybe I could put it this way. The giant tree, deeply rooted and grown in the ground, said it only took a while to stand and wither trying to be eaten by insects.

Even as signs of gradual emigration appeared, it was still the current situation that the huge wealth accumulated and the mechanisms for moving the country were alive and well and had managed to extend their lives successfully.

But it also marks a turning point.

When she was twelve, the kingdom of Erlane would be driven to the abyss of annihilation by the aftermath of a clash of demons that could be called the King of Demons with one immense power.

Brandika Lual Fatina, Lord of the Red King's League, who expanded his forces with more furious momentum than the east. And he is the king of Goblin, who leads the army from the north and continues to expand its territory.

The bump between one and one hegemony will allow southern possession in the hands of the King of Goblins at the end of a conflict involving all of the South. That would be the case, in which her father, Elberta, had to take the stage of the nation's table.

She was proud in her heart that she could not abandon the withering trees while condemning her father with her mouth.

I was heartily surprised when I heard she was going to side with the demon, but still she believed in her father. Her relentless mouth shot, with a bitter smile, is nothing but her father.

"... at all, why doesn't your father think about keeping himself or something like that!

'Cause that's how I live.'

She runs out of words to her father, who speaks in a gentle tone.

"So I'm the one who struggles!

"No, there's absolutely no word to give it back."

Be rigid and settle calm.

If Elberta knew him like he was going to the ground... his attitude now was nothing but suspicion of his eyes.

"Oh man, well, good! My sword arms have also gone up lately! Because it's light enough to protect your father."

"That's reliable, but you shouldn't have to. I don't have anything more important than you."

To the childish honest confidence of not knowing the setback, Elberta replied by stroking her head.

It wasn't long after that that there was an incident that would ironically shatter her confidence. As usual, she was attacked by evil men as she returned from her sword training.

None of them were enemies in great array. but she shudders at something called genuine malice that is directed at her for the first time. The malice was too intense for her age, who was twice as susceptible to the emotions of others.

But it wasn't those bad guys that broke her confidence.

Naturally.

It was herself that crept up, and even if she ever got angry at her own impudence, it didn't go far enough to crush her confidence. The problem was a young man from one fairy tribe who came in there to help.

How enjoyable, Felby named the young man who slapped off the bad guy who attacked her. He is a mighty man who goes into the five fingers if he counts under the king of Goblin only with his sword. Even if you fight a hundred degrees, you're not going to be late for the bad guys behind the city.

She naturally admired him for knocking off her enemies in an instant while sheltering her back. You can call it exactly a flash of events. The certainty of the sword muscle to be wielded, the instrumentality to help the weak, and above all, his face was good.

As a matter of fact, she would have screamed the other way if, very unfortunately, this had been a goblin or something. but what helped her was the warrior of the wind fairy clan (Sylph), who frowned brilliantly at her appearance.

Even if they were unconscious, the impact was enormous. She fell in love in one shot.

She called out to Felby, who would pay off the blood of her bloody long sword. That's enough, squeeze your eyes full of courage. The praise for her, who squeezed enough courage to jump off the walls, makes her the highest.

Courage is great.

"Oh, what about you?

"Felby. Your escort."

Sake, she swallowed a knob. On the side of Felby, who looks back, she returns a grin she does not doubt because she believes herself to be attractive.

"Wow, my name is Lishan! Um, what's that escort?

Felby answers Lishan's voice with the utmost sophistication as if it were the ultimate.

"For the favor of Puell, God of the Bow (The Luga) 's beloved daughter."

tingly, her grin freezes. I call you God's beloved daughter, about the genius who excelled in that path.

"Oh, really... what's that Lord Puel?

"He's a comrade."

On the side of Felby looking back at the distance with some nostalgia, Lishan felt relieved and slightly jealous.

"Oh well... where did Lord Felby learn his sword?

Lishan is the best stretch of his back.

If you're a comrade, you can't help it. I am a little girl who has never fought... I didn't even think of pieces, but I know a little bit about swords. I want myself to be interested in topics I'm good at.

In the dojo and elsewhere, people gather around her naturally. She was excited that she should be able to do it herself.

"It's my style."

"Is it a genre called Galiu?"

She was in trouble. As soon as it is aroused, it is like this. The world is often a thing that doesn't work. There are several dojos of swordsmanship in the king's capital of the kingdom of Erlane, but I never heard of a genre called Galiu.

After worrying about what to do and what to do, she takes the option of talking appropriately.

Yeah, of course I know.

It's that Gallu, isn't it!

There is also a dojo in Wangdu!

So I answered with a tight chest that still didn't swell.

Felby was intrinsically amused and nodded at the girl's story. If he did, he was curious to see how far the mouth of a vainglorious child wouldn't fail.

Just like that, it was Puell who showed up. Worried about Felby not coming out of the back alley forever, she decided to show herself. Regardless, by the time she reached Lishan and Felby's place, her ears had grasped the approximate circumstances.

He had grabbed it, but he solidified his determination to leave himself in an atmosphere that was unlikely to be progressing even if he had left it to Felby. She's busy.

"Puel."

Desperately stretching her back, Lishan's story, which then wore about two sheets of cat skin, came to a striking conclusion to the presence of a silf of beauty, even from her point of view, standing ahead of Felby's gaze.

"What are you doing, Felby? I didn't know you had a hobby for making fun of human children. When did you go to a human dojo or something?

Felby shrugged his shoulder, saying it back with less words.

"What's so funny about this girl?"

Puell turns back to Lishan when he glances at Felby with his jitsy eyes for something white.

"I'll see you first. Lishan Neuen. My name is Puel Sinforua..."

Talk about Puell. Lishan didn't get it in her ear at all.

The sense of defeat and shame that beat her had already exceeded her tolerance.

It came soon enough.

"Huh!?

Tears accumulate in her eyes while Puell graciously explains the situation. It immediately began to show its appearance at the embankment on the verge of its breakdown, and with a cold thoroughness, Puel became his creed and let it wander unexpectedly.

"...... kah"

To Lishan, who shuddered, Puell perceived the crisis and took a step back, but Felby, on the contrary, took a step forward. The certainty of the crisis judgment between the two is origami on the battlefield, but there was a marked difference in relationships.

"Stupid!!!!

Suddenly a loud scream rings in the back alley.

Running out in tears, she pushes Felby, who holds her ears, and runs out the back alley at a rate that could be described as a rampage.

"Come on, you stupid girl"

Felby looks abominably in the direction of the girl as she holds her kinky ringing ears, but as she turned to Puell, who asked for her consent shortly afterwards, she was pointing her gaze exactly close to absolute zero.

"What?

"It's your fault"

"No, but..."

"It's your fault"

"But..."

"You're sorry."

The tone is always increased and quiet, but the strength that can be rubbed there is strong enough to be inversely proportional. There seemed to be no intention of making me say anything with or without objection.

"What am I supposed to do?

"Follow me. Convince them to bring them back."

"I see, it's easy to understand"

Felby, who was summed up in three things to do, followed her anyway.

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Felby, who followed Lishan, conveniently kicked around four bad guys standing in the way of it, proving its strength, while safely sending her home.

"Well, that would be the point."

Though slacking on Puell's dry grading, he was safely on escort duty for the next two years.

That's all time had already passed since the kingdom of Erlane put it in the hands of the king of Goblin.

That was two years ago now.

The windy gardens are lined with tables and chairs.

"Uncle Doldias!

"Oh, it's Lishan."

Elberta, a government official, had made an unusual appearance and had shot the prime minister. There is no other example of an unusual birth to date, and we can see how much the King of Goblins expected of him in his arms. At the same time, his group of officials had succeeded in occupying almost the centre of the kingdom of Erlane in two years.

There were forces against them, but now it is the Goblins who seize the armies of the kingdom of Erlane. As long as they were there to swear absolute loyalty to the King, nothing could be discouraged.

And for that opposition not to get bigger, the biggest reason was that the policy of the ministerial corps around Elberta was steadily moving the kingdom of Ellane in the right direction. The evil men wandering the alley were in the hands of goblins and guards, and gradually disappeared.

In proportion to that, the work of their ministerial corps grows.

Dordias, who goes around the same region among other things, was a valuable resource for communicating the situation in the province and so on to Elberta, who runs his affairs in the King's Capital. Not only that, but I have a personal relationship with him.

The same was true of Lishan, Elberta's daughter, who was familiar with Dordias.

"Grow up"

To Dordias, who nods emotionally, Lishan smiles like a blossoming flower.

"Swordsmanship has improved a lot too!

"Ha, he's totally reliable"

Pushy, big belly slap, Dordias laughs. This man, who at first glance looks like a bandit, is not a martial officer but a civilian.

Lishan, who tries to create a force tumor, was also rapidly becoming more feminine over the course of two years. Sometimes she was wearing a poor dress, and she was really cute that day.

However, the hands and feet stretched smoothly beneath the elegant dress are constantly scratched, as if they were slightly unsuitable as the Chancellor's daughter. But he was making up for it and smiling like an extra blossoming flower.

"So I need to talk to my uncle today..."

"Well, I can ask you anything I want."

She reveals her troubles as she offers her brewed tea from her hands. It is the problem of the so-called adolescent maiden. Dordias is a good age when it comes to middle age, and he is a man. Naturally, there's no such thing as coverage that can give her an answer to her problems.

No, on the contrary, it would be more likely not to be able to give an answer.

But he is an official of the Hundred Wars. Even if there were only a few possibilities to give answers and so on, the fine dust was also unshakeably confident. She relies on Doldias, an adult.

As a dependable adult, I have to answer.

Dordias waited for Lishan to open his mouth, enjoying the tea served.

"After all, would it be more effective to bring him into the bedroom to push down the halls?

Moment after moment, Dordias ejected the tea contained in his mouth and swallowed it with exuberance.

It was an unshakeable confidence I worked out as an official, an attitude I could afford as an adult, a question that was just powerful enough to blow everything like that to the other side of the horizon. The horizon of common sense has already swallowed his calm.

"Oh, push down!?

The voice turned upside down, and he rode out and Dordias listened back. He also has a daughter. She's just over ten. Pretty cute, my daughter. He forgot everything and inquired back into the power of the words that came out of his daughter's mouth, which was only four different things.

"Yes!"

Gyu, Lishan clenching her fist in front of her chest is indisputably the look of a poor maiden. It is a statement that pierces common sense in three pieces, even if it is, from the mouth of a serious man's beloved daughter, like his best friend, Common Sense, who is a prime minister and walks in clothes.

She nodded as Elberta sputtered a serpentine that seemed to knock her out instantly if she asked.

Dordias, who had only gazed at Lishan for how long, noticed a snug sweat on his forehead. Calm down, he tells himself, and he arms himself to calm down, to be calm.

He is an official of Hundred Wars Smelting. If we went to the provinces, Dordías' brain cells, which engaged in an outright interplay with leading men who would wield impotence as a natural right, as well as deputies who sperm out corruption, seemed to have now completely renounced their role.

Push down. My daughter, the man. In the bedroom.

All the words circled around my head and seemed to be in the labyrinth. He was in so much confusion that it seemed like the exit and all that was only a hundred years away.

"That's, again, why?

After a long period of silence, it took strength, enough to root out his patience, to manage to keep the inquiry gravely dignified.

"Actually...... Ha!?

As she realizes something, when she lets her nose snap rough, she silences herself to do her hand to her ear and pick up the sound.

"Hey... Lishan"

"Shh, be quiet!

Dordias has no choice but to clasp his mouth at the sudden eccentricity.

Suddenly her eyes opened, Lishan swept up the hem of the dress.

"Li, Lishan!?

Not long before it stops, her healthy thighs that become dew. In an unexpected attempt to turn away, the sad man's sexuality draws Dordias' gaze to the stunning curved footwear.

Fulfilling there is the figure of a spike sword suspended by a leather belt. Pulling it out without sound, she hides in the implant with a cat-like agility.

"... hmm?

The figure of a fairy man enters his eyes at the end of Dordias' gaze, which can only keep quiet and watch things change. I'm sure he's the man from Elberta and Lishan's escort.

Without changing its neat face, he walked over to Dordias overlooking the garden.

"Don't you know Lishan?

"Oh, oh... what about Lishan"

The moment I accidentally tried to turn my gaze towards the implant, I saw Lishan coming into the escort with a tempered rage that I didn't think was very much a girl's release from that implant.

"Die hey!

And fury dies, and is. I don't think it's the words or deeds of the Chancellor's daughter, who supports a country very much.

Cat-like agility and undistorted movement. It was a move that made me wonder if it would be possible to poke and kill even soldiers if they were to poke me by accident. Without passing aim, the spear tip of the Spike Sword is defined in different dimensions, aiming at the center of the body.

"Ho."

At the same time the fairy man put his hand on a sword that hung on his waist, whining in a slightly impressive manner. I have a fierce smile on my face. The grin of a carnivore floating in a neat face. Seeing his fishy mouth, Dordias intuitively felt that this man was the most dangerous kind of person who could think nothing of killing people.

The tip of the sword protruding on the fairy man's chest, but cuts the sky.

At the same time she pops out, he pulls his legs back and halves. Detached from the linear orbit of the sword with minimal movement of the body, Felby pulls out the sword with his recoil.

Taking her arm holding a spike sword protruded at the same time, she directed a long sword at her neck.

The man hangs words when he hands down his sword with a bitter smile against Lishan, who stares at him as he challenges him.

"That was a pretty good kill. It is also a good idea to say that if a powerful enemy is the opponent, it strikes that surprise. The problem is, when you say it's unintentional, you pronounce yourself angry."

To the words of the man of the guard who strives to calmly analyze her movements, she rings her nose and punishes the Spike Sword.

"'Cause if you don't raise your voice, you're not in the mood."

The man in the escort laughs bitterly at her in a stubborn tone.

"Well, with a big man. It is. You have the guts to kill people, and all of a sudden you can't."

A few of them. That's the goblin, the man who has killed them, human or otherwise, said.

"... well, the guests seem to be surprised, so I'll keep them out."

When he wears the sword, the man in the escort politely pays the leaves attached to her hair before walking away. Dordias understood that her cheeks were dyed by Zhu while they were doing so, with a head that was finally moving.

"... I'm sorry to disturb you. Uncle."

"No, what about that guy?

"He's been taking on escorts for two years. It's Felby."

"... I see. So you want to push me down, you know?

Doldias followed an already invisible hindsight at the end of his gaze. In response to that word, she nodded, her earlier anger shrinking as small as a lie. The bent face cannot be seen from his position, but will surely be stained bright red like boiled yardos.

Speaking of which, you haven't eaten baked yardos lately, and it was Doldias who came up with something that didn't matter.

"Well, he and I got help where the bad guy attacked us two years ago, and I also went to the dojo of that sword, but he was so strong..."

It's an explanation that doesn't get the guidelines, but Dordias somehow guessed the situation. I'll let him talk until she settles down the whole way, and he'll mouth the question.

"So, did you tell him what you thought?

"Oh, I didn't do that!

Now it was her turn to turn her voice upside down.

"The more you push down, the more you push down. My lords are most alarmed when they are..."

"I see."

Dordias nodded.

This is serious. Besides, so was Elberta, but in a weird way, the serious nature was handed down splendidly. Dordias remembered his days studying alongside his desk with nostalgia.

"But you think you don't hate him?

"Oh, that's... yes"

Dordias thinks arm in arm about her attitude, as if it were a cat she had borrowed.

I was wondering what happened.

As if looking up at something scary, she asked Dordias with her weakly red-dyed cheeks.

Indeed, the king of Goblin is sweeping the region now. But it was also a common perception between Elberta and Doldias that questions would remain as to how long that would last.

The goblins had a lot of momentum, but few countries were friendly with it.

If somewhere, there is a sense of crisis that there may also be rapid expansion and disintegration. When that happens, will misfortune come to her?

There was one sigh, and Dordias kicked out the idea.

"Hi. When you get older, don't go backwards."

No one knows anything about the future.

Dordias opens his eyes that he should bless the girl he has now learned to love rather than the misfortune he may wait for first.

As a success, there may be various difficulties waiting for her to go, well, that would be good too. Difficulties do not always bring misfortune.

"The solution is one."

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Felby was dissatisfied with the mandate he was initially ordered to perform.

The same goes for telling me to protect humans, and I was unhappy to be off the front lines. He is said to be young, but that age has already carved 48 annual wheels. In order to live life roughly twice as many fairies as men, it would be twenty or so young people there.

But still, as a fairy clan, with the arms of one of the finest swords, he seemed unhappy to have been deprived of the way it behaved. He obeys orders without accepting them, because they are the orders of the king of Goblins.

It was a day of escorting human parents and children while convincing themselves that it was their fault that they had fought seven times and suffered seven defeats.

But as the days go by, the discontent also lurks in the shadows.

The human raid that hits the shadows day by day comforts some of his bloodthirsty grievances, and if he made a little tease of the girl who was supposed to escort him, he's improving his mechanical and sword arms when he does it over you one day.

He had recently felt the pleasure of raising people.

The Wind Fairy Clan (Silf) specializes more or less in bows. In his native Sinforua, the influence is particularly pronounced, and there is a strong perception that sword moves should be for those who are not good at protection or bows.

Because of that, it was a matter of considerable change, such as training sword moves properly.

His swordsmanship, with no one lined up in the silf, grew up as if rebelling against the atmosphere of his settlement.

After much residual flexion, he took part in the war against the human world and had the opportunity to unfortunately demonstrate that sword technique, but he did not think that there would come out second to him in the fairy clan. There are goblins too, but there are giant sword users over there who say they are goblin leaders, gi-go-amatsuki.

In that sense, the girl to be escorted was his first apprentice, even though he started playing.

Her swordsmanship, which gets sharper day by day, entertains Felby's eyes as she grows herself.

"Once a day, I'll give you a chance to kill me. If you can make me say" come on, "I'll ask you anything."

To tease the girl, he slaughtered and abandoned the man who tried to assault her in the darkness of the night, getting one good at making a breakthrough.

"Hmm. It's time."

This evening he is invited to come to her bedroom.

What hobbies come after his life? Looking forward to it, he wiped the blood on his sword and returned to the mansion.

Knock on her room and tell her that she will formally enter the room.

"Go ahead."

When he heard the voice, he entered the bedroom.

Apparently the lights have already been turned off. I see, he nodded. Indoor warfare in the dark...... certainly in favor of the girl's spike sword. If you can't afford to just swing around, I suspect you can.

He was delighted to follow the delicious spot.

But thinking about it, he explored the signs of the Lord in the room.

Normally I don't feel like killing myself, which is supposed to drift thick.

I feel signs behind my back where I gaze into the dark to see if I can hold it in.

"That's the way to go."

As usual, it was Felby who tried to pull out the sword, but slightly delayed.

Killing the signs and attacking from behind, sure, all the way. But would she have killed the killer who said she was going to attack this far?

The doubt confuses the sword muscle and creates a moment's gap.

The orbit of the wielded long sword coincides with turning around.

But only a moment earlier than that, the signs held him to his waist.

Felby, who tried to rebuild his attitude to a mixed tongue, fell as-is on the bed. Feeling some body temperature in his restricted vision in the dark, Felby tries to pierce his sword.

"Felby."

I stopped the sword in response to the girl's voice.

"Hmmm... I started doing it"

Felby let go of his sword and pulled out his shoulder strength but the girl's voice is weak.

"Felby, you know"

"What's up? It's the first time you've taken my back. It's still sweet, but it's improved."

As he falls into bed, he asks the girl who rides the horse.

"You know, Felby... me, me"

Felby, whose eyes were finally getting used to the dark, panicked at the girl who suddenly cried out.

"Totally...... what's up?

"About Felby, I like him"

And it is Felby, saith he, that is cut off.

"Ugh, um..."

Fluffy tears wet Felby's clothes.

"Marry me!

"What!?

The girl's swine rush, ready, was enough to make even Felby of Hundred Wars Smelt bare.

"I don't like it!?

"No, but..."

Her fist, shaken without force, strikes Felby in the chest weakly.

"This is it..."

Years later, Felby married the daughter of an older human race.

It is only a few more years before Puel and the people of his homeland will make fun of him.

Speaking from his daughter, Elberta tells me that in the downtown area of the kingdom of Erlane, where she had been completely at peace by then, she had spoken of her stupidity while drinking, knobbing Yardos, who she had baked with Dordias.