Goblin Kingdom

It was when the Moon of Morki was also halfway past that a group similar to the Decapitated also appeared under Puel Sinforua. With the reorganization of the army and the busy fold in the wake of the full-scale intelligence operations, along with a single letter to her, they came.

A woman at the head smiles similar to a carnivore as she lays her hands on a song knife that rests on her hips about where she sniffed it.

"Oh, Puell's little girl."

Dark hair enough to reach your hips and honey-colored skin. Above all eloquently speaking of her presence are the eyes of the slit length and the eyes that do not laugh at all. It was a line of the Hezuki, led by Vine the Mad Blade.

"... how did you get this place? I don't remember teaching you that."

"There's a lot of handouts over here."

Puell responded with only a slight frown movement to her answer, which was not bad at all.

"So, what can I do for you?

In the dark, Vine responds with a bitter smile to Puell, who asks why she is here.

"The battle is a loss. I'm going to get some rest for a while, and I'm going to get in trouble here."

"... Hmm"

Vine had a little clan wrestling around to fight the dead kingdom of Germion. Besides the purpose of saying that it would delay the arrival of the Saint Knight Sivala, it was a hand aimed at the deterioration of relations between Awami Shushnu and Germion, but it would be the result as expected.

I didn't think I could beat my Seavalla opponent, but after a downtown battle, I was coming into Puell's intelligence network saying I was being forced to do so on the north side of the east. Is it that she has fled here under the influence of the princess of war?

"You won't mind taking a break. Like the proud bloodline (Leonheart), I think it's one hand to follow."

"Heh... Well, the employer decides for himself. For now, you're my employer."

Vine gently rejected it against Puel, who would take it, wondering if he would hire the king of Goblin directly. It was a sign of Vine's will to say that he could not work with someone he could not trust or even meet, but Puell considered it prudent.

"Still, I don't mind, but for once, keep your eyes open. You can't let me live on my own with my authority."

"I don't mind, but don't let the goblins surround you. I'm still very cautious."

Slightly Puell narrowed his eyes and pondered the possibility of Vine targeting the king of Goblin. Vine's arm was confirmed once and for all. Puel's information network even contained information that Valkyria was collecting dark hands.

Alternatively, it is possible that Vine rode the Valkyrian story.

"Yeah, I don't mind."

So much thought. Puell gave permission.

"I appreciate that."

There was tension between Vine and Puell, who crooked their mouths and laughed, as if they were stuck in thread.

Speaking of which, I don't see Lord Berk.

"Oh, he's back in his hometown desert because he thinks he has business."

"Really?"

Berk Arsen Roeon. Absence of a man, also to be called the conscience of the Hercules. There are several reasons to doubt it. But will the Dark Hand come from the front with dignity?

─ ─ Could you?

Ask Vine inside, Puell turns her back.

"This way."

Waiting for her to give instructions to her men, Puell started walking.

"How are Lou and Shrei?

"Oh, because they're ancient ginseng, too. They've been taking care of them lately."

I can't seem to see him.

"I told you. I'm cautious. Can you bring the hungry to the Goblin Nest?"

To Vine, who narrows her eyes and laughs, Puell pierces an unchanged expression.

"It sounds as if this place is in danger."

"It would be dangerous. At least not to humans."

Even the slightest word reward has a sense of nervousness that cuts with a blade. Puel was located in a city close to the eastern part of the kingdom of Germion. It was located close to the border set by Blanche, the war princess of the easterly Shrine nation, and should also be a major traffic shock through the streets.

Puell has heard that some adventurers have the skills to say figure mirrors (illusions) and falsify their appearance. Alternatively, I've explored the possibility through the conversation, but with my familiarity with the inside information of Herzuki, I get the impression that Vine herself seems to be in no doubt.

But that's why danger jumps.

If Vine were a dark hand, the arms of that sword would be comparable or outweigh the king of Goblins. But it will be hard for her to win. Because the King's power includes not only sword moves, but also his overwhelming ability to recover. Puel can predict that the king's victory will not waver if he includes non-standard health from a human point of view.

But he's not a brilliant opponent enough to win without depletion.

It was only natural for her to decide that she had never gone over insurance.

"Often, wait in this room"

The room where Vine was guided was one with a small but well built door.

"If it's not too long, you'll sleep."

"I won't keep you waiting so long"

Puel closed the door and summoned Shumea, who had come nearby for a report, and Gi-Go-Amatsuki to the king's room.

When he prepares a glimpse with the king in a few moments, Puel advises him to watch out for the ears of the king of Goblin.

"Is that a dangerous opponent?

"To the best of my knowledge, I thought I'd get in the three-finger"

"Ho."

The king, whose mouth was distorted, nodded lightly as he glanced at Puel with his blood-colored eyes.

He is a dangerous person. However, the advantage of having a look at it is that there are extra people to make up for it. Otherwise, at least, Puell couldn't have bothered to prepare a look. The king thought that far and was intrigued by the person Puel wanted him to meet.

I can sit on a chair made to be sturdy and carry the sword as a scepter.

Just there, Gi Go Amatsuki, the sword king who refrains beside his majestic appearance as king, even felt afraid and tightened his feelings. That was Shmere as well, but she is somewhat easygoing. Her spirit is such a positive mass that optimism is walking on two legs.

"I can handle it."

He kept his own gain, a short spear and back on the wall, awaiting the advent of a dangerous but more competent figure.

The moment she sees a brunette coming in through an open door, she feels a sense of ready-to-see saying it's like she saw it somewhere. An invincible cleaver's eye looks at Gi Go, at the king of Goblin, then at Shumea.

At that moment, the brunette, who had ever had an invincible look on her face, opened her mouth and eyes with her chin all the way off, expressing her entire expression of amazement.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!?

The stunned scream of the dark-haired woman pointing her finger - Vine Arshley - echoed in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm?"

Shmere, on the other hand, tilts her neck slightly and explores her memory.

"Oh, isn't that vine? How are you?"

"Were you alive... Atashi is perfect"

"Oh, thanks to my husband there"

At the tip of the finger is the figure of the king of goblins. Once again Vine's eyes open in amazement. Ferocious, cruel, brutal, cruel and ringing female jewels were not there, they just had a daughter who met an ancient acquaintance.

"... do you know him?

Puell, who sees something very rare, interrupts the conversation between them.

"Mm-hmm. You were with him when he was a slave."

"Ma'am, if you're here, tell me you're here."

Vine, slightly dyed cheeks, stares at Shumea. The gaze was as sparkling and brilliant as a maiden in love. A woman who kills more mercilessly than any man on the battlefield.

On the unexpected side of the vine, Puell goes out of his mind.

It is a terrible disconnect, as if there were two personalities.

"Is that something you can trust?

The king of Goblin asks Shumea, but when she tilts her neck, she turns back to Vine.

"You wouldn't betray me, would you?

"Also, of course. If there's such a guy, Atashi will make this sword rust."

The king of Goblin nods at the figure of Vine stretching his spine, as if he were a recruit ordered to watch out for the instructor.

"Then I'll leave the care to Shmere. You said vine. I'll rest here for a while, but it'll be good."

Shmere approaches Vine, who bows her head gently.

"Well, that's why we should go"

"Yes, sir"

Vine's attitude, as if it were a cat he had borrowed, seemed to cast the magic of petrification on Puell. After they leave, the magic finally unravels, and she commits the lapse of responding to the king's inquiry in vain.

"What's wrong, Puell?"

"No...... I was wondering if I was really Vine Arshley"

"What do you mean?

"... no, forget it. It's silence."

The King and Gi Go leaned their necks in Puel's rare attempt to unwrinkle the frown.

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At its centre in the land controlled by the Kushins is the sitting Kurditian of Queen Mira Vi Burnen. In her earlier battle with the Red King, she had hired the Reverse Moon of the Blood Alliance (Klan) Shadow to wage an intelligence battle with the rare military master Carlion.

That contract was still in force, and the appearance of the dark hand conflicting from the Shrine State had also gathered under her because of their activism. Suspicious of the unusual rise in the number of adventurers mixed with merchants, she used the inverse moon of the shadows to examine its properties.

"... that's not funny."

She frowned and watched this information, an opportunity to sell favors to Goblin. The quality of those who became the reported dark hands was jade stone mixing. That list, which even had the name of the one who was supposed to have made his name as an adventurer, had planted a little anxiety on her.

If you try her, she is a mere passing of Kushin territory. Besides, if that's the cheap person with the force, it creates extra confusion for the Cruditians if they make a mess of it poorly.

But what does it mean to be mixed up with even the obviously poor quality ones?

If we send in the evil conspicuous, this discomfort that the Goblins don't even intend to hide, even though the plans on the part of the Shrine state should be understood.

It is only by approaching the target unnoticed by the Dark Hand that there must be a true value in defeating him. Besides, the information that comes up to her tells the story that that number of dark hands doesn't work at 100 or 200.

We do not know the reverse moon of the shadow and all of its senders.

"Trying to let the numbers push you off?

Battle Princess Blanche Lilinoye. Will she use that degree of measure to fight an intense battle over the previous princess as well?

"... no. About the war."

Mira sighs, letting her take a replication of the list through her eyes and decides to send it to Josh, who heads the West Capital. From her point of view, this was a battle between giants who wagered hegemony of the plains. If you have a good taste, you should eat it.

Goblins are beginning to create a mighty nation, but it's not that it's a bedrock, and even when it comes to Shredding and a country that will reign over the plains for a long time, there's got to be corruption and stagnation going on internally.

Though there was certainly a belief in the allies, her attitude was thorough, with her country first. Even if goblins sweep the continent like this, don't forget that Shushnu pursues Kushin interests in an attempt to defeat goblins by betting on the pride of the plains' champions.

Her interests are the peace of mind of the Kushinites.

Her outlook makes no difference that the goblin side is in her favor. As long as there is a king of goblins, the goblins will strike at Shushnu with terrible cohesion.

Unless the king of goblins falls, she takes sides with the goblins.

On the contrary, that is not the case after the death of the king of Goblin.

"As a princess of war, can you defeat the king of goblins is probably the key..."

She has an eye for big things, but when it comes to the field of tactics, that knowledge becomes unrestrained. If we defeat what we call the King of Goblins, we have a victorious eye over the Shrubbing nation. But when I get to the stage where I say how, I can't think of anything at all with her.

I don't think Blanche Lillinoier, the war-named battle princess, is holding hands. At the end of the day, she meditated on what she did not know and decided to take the option of saying that she could pursue her interests whichever way she rolled.

"I think it's reasonable to focus on policing."

restrain adventurers who are too conspicuous. At the same time as sending it back to Shushnu, Mira thought to explore the intentions of the princess of war in the form of a letter of questioning.

The standing position was on the goblin side, while strongly Queen Mira looked at the passing dark hand.

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A huge trading network stretches through the areas controlled by the King of Goblin, even in the South alone. Much of it has been built by the countries of the South, but the profits raised by that trade can be said to be exactly the tremendous wealth.

Whoever the owner of the country was, the flow was uninterrupted. The courageous merchant did not try to stop the leg, even in the land ruled by the king of Goblin, nor did the adventurer who escorted it disappear. The economy that goes around in the gear of desire made them head south even at the risk of death.

Ancient treasures to be excavated in labyrinth cities, rare gems to be dug out in the desert, or fine weapon protective equipment pouring in from the land of iron, expensive incense trees to be cut from the land of the woods, slaves and liquor at the end of the day and everything else crosses the continent through its path.

And the merchants called the way of wealth (Jewel Road), and took their feet.

There is still a young figure among them.

The nostalgic grin and the short pruned hair had created a look like a boy.

His name is Arid Hama.

He is one of the merchants of the Goblins' children chosen by Puell from among several candidates. Their job is to load the front carriage, go around and do business. To gather information at the same time and advance the battle of the Goblins in their favor.

They, the merchants of Puel's children, were the majority of those selected among the supporters of the Flying to Freedom (Elks), but there were other children who Shumea looked after, as well as proud supporters of the Bloodline (Leonhart). Or the former inhabitants of the small lords of the southern border, chosen among the men under the rule of the king of Goblin.

"Hey, thanks."

They will exchange the information they have brought to them at the Hama Chamber of Commerce, which expands widely in the south. It was fortunate that Klaus Hama's shop, which was a major merchant dealing with necessities, leaned in his son's stead that Puell let the child's merchant take over.

Anyway, his shop leaned because Klaus' son put his hand in the slave trade and failed in the Kingdom of Germion, so Puel and I are in a shallow relationship.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you, Aluid."

A well-deserved merchant welcomes Aluid with his hands wide open. Regardless, they didn't have a parent-child relationship or anything just because they named the trade name “Hama”.

"How was business next time?

"Yeah, the drugs are selling well up north."

"Well, you want to fight? It's not a plague."

The merchant with the right width wrinkles between the eyebrows of his blissful face and sounds worried back.

"No, no, no. I won't let you tell me you don't know, even if it's Mr. Hervado. I'm a war princess. Anything, because it means you've taken root and enslaved the people of the East."

A trade museum is essentially an open place.

For example, in the Hama Chamber of Commerce trade hall, it goes without saying that the merchants under the umbrella of Hama can rent the house, and the rootless merchants can rent the house in search of information and business stories.

If he named the emerging chamber of commerce, he decided that it could create a relationship with his surroundings as he grew rapidly.

In that regard, the Hama Chamber of Commerce, which was firmly engaged in business in the previous generations, was familiar with the land it was expanding on, and the Hama Chamber of Commerce, which continued to do business in the form of an alternative, was able to melt into its surroundings without great difficulty.

"So if you want to buy slaves, shnu is cheap."

"No, thank you... the landlord is very powerful there, and the price doesn't seem to change much."

Puel's fingertips, moving as Hama's merchants, penetrated their power as they went.

"Yeah, but hiring the adventurers broke my bones. They suddenly came in with a good job, and they couldn't even find an escort inside."

"Ho?

Being sensitive to the flow of gold is one of the basic qualities of a merchant. If we do well, we might have a money-making story rolling around.

The man who said Hervado was just saying he was a compiler of the pedestrians, starting with Alyd. It is his role to list the information they bring to Elks. Puell was stretching an elaborate information network as if it were a work of art.

Its information network not only stretches wide and dense in the south like the net's eyes, but extends beyond it to the Shreddinist nation, and at the end to the small northern country of Orfen. Threads of intelligence, strewn from Jewel Road, bring overwhelming information to Puell.

And she divides it into what she needs, and offers it to the king.

What she pays most attention to is the trend of the princess of war. The Hama Chamber of Commerce was squeezing the antenna of information north according to it, as if it were tactile.

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It is the person who first comes to the head, said to be the national imperative. And Brandikah king of Goblin, and Brandikah king of the Red King, and Mirah queen among the Kushinites.

And it will be the land that will come next.

The economic, military and political point is that among the Kushins, it is the Shinto Kurditian, and in the Goblins' country, it is the Western capital. Not only is it the first territory acquired by the king of Goblin as he enters the plain area inhabited by man, but it is also equipped with the location conditions that look to the former Germion kingdom counties, the south of the economic aorta, which have just been occupied, and further behind it is the base of the Goblins' soldier supply: the Dark Forest.

Not only was it a stepping stone for the so-called Goblins to enter the plains, but it was also a city with a very strong military connotation in accomplishing southern domination and even more eastern expeditions.

Faye, the fairy clan, presides over the area known as the West End.

As the secretary of the wise Schule, with long experience in practice, he maintained security throughout the West Side while coordinating the interests of the sub-peoples as well as humans. There are two more huge cities in the western region.

It is the former colonial city of Middle, close to the dark forest, and the western capital, the heart of the western realm.

It is Princess Schnaria of the Fairy Clan, as Governor General, who reigns over Middle. As guardian of a non-human race, she had initially sifted her arms, gradually making Middle more and more the centre of her affairs, with which she was entrusted with its rule by the King.

The princess, who inherited the blood of the wise Schulet, had aspired to a moderate reign, as proof of the certainty of his blood muscles. The security of Middles is relatively good in relation to the fact that they are letting recruits, mainly Gi Ah, who are originally rare goblins, work as escorts and other tasks in order to gain experience.

Even though it is ugly, it is a city defended by soldiers bent and submissive.

The influx also responded with the establishment of unions (guilds) and showed certainty in her arms as governor general.

West Capital, on the other hand, is a city ruled by Governor Josh, a former slave gladiator.

Even the area known as the Western Eight Forts when the Kingdom of Germion was alive is under his jurisdiction. Living in that city also exists fairies, subhumans, humans, rarely goblins, etc. The population that added the people of the periphery exceeded 10,000, and every day that city tended to expand.

As the conquest area of the King of Goblin expands, so does the population flowing into the western capital. Not only did I set up an organisation called Guild, but there existed such things as good offices for work using city funds, which should also be called utilities, to the point where they said that as long as I went to the West Capital, I would not starve to death.

Goblins and sub-people jointly hit the maintenance of law and order, and small lords on the border in government. Because it's only half a dozen young men who divide them, I can see how he was the owner of superior abilities.

But whoever it is, there is a limit.

Make him the founder of the Alliance, Governor of the West Capital. And most importantly, its workload governing the key areas of the area controlled by the King of Goblins was critical to his endurance limits, as if it were water filled with a glass.

And the report of the Dark Hand raid from the Kushins who came around.

It's as if the dam were going to break down. The fatigue he's been holding in hits Josh's body, and as a result, he falls overworked.

The destructive activity of adventurers everywhere, which happened at the same time as the news of the fall of West Metropolitan Governor Josh, was temporarily to paralyse logistics in the West Region.

Things enter the king's ear as if they were refluxing down Jewel Road, with successive soldier raids and the killing of the Goblin soldiers defending the land. Simultaneous soldier raids, alone in small areas and in large areas with nearly a hundred inmates, were to be delivered immediately to administrative offices everywhere.

Soon the king of Goblin moved to appoint Josh's deputy, but not least because Josh was too good, he had no one to take over his trail. Even though it is a considerable amount of work to do without delay, it was even closer to impossible to deal with the guild's operational problems and frequent raids everywhere.

The king of goblins on boulders also came here to take steps, such as chilling sweat at the amount of work Josh was carrying in, and making the job of guild summation independent, but in the meantime, the goblin raids everywhere were unbroken.

The heads of administrative offices everywhere didn't just waver at the situation. As for them, they desperately took control of the crimes in their territory, but the problem was that the number of adventurers pouring in as dark hands exceeded the amount they took control of.

It is impossible, for example, to block logistics altogether than there is a jewel road that turns the economy.

Merchants hire adventurers to escort them, and adventurers make their living on that income. There will also be those who live with the merchants' goods. That trend was particularly pronounced in the southern regions.

And its scope was also an issue.

In the event of raids spanning, for example, the Kingdom of Erlane and Puena, there is the question of which takes the lead and arrests the culprits. Ironically, the dominant area of the King of Goblins is the problem in its administrative division that arises because it crosses the wide area.

Inside the kingdom of Erlane, the security guards of the city make up for it with the humans, but the Goblins stationed outside the city are otherwise in charge of security.

The blind spots of systems and policing systems that vary from kingdom region to kingdom region were shaped by the dark hands of the war princess Blanche.

In the West Side, Faye is in charge of the entire West Side for such a time, but he is a fairy clan, even if he is a good civilian. There's something about the economy that's insensitive, and there's a big side to it that Josh was successfully compensating for. The same was true of Princess Schnaria in that she did not know the contents of the economy that man grips.

In the western region, which lacks a central Josh, we had no choice but to prepare ourselves for the raids of those dark hands by taking tentative steps to say that we would increase our patrols of the subhumans and the goblins.

Naturally, merchants withhold business without fear.

If so, the profits that were supposed to go up and the people's grievances had to go up. Just because the previous rule had been too good, the whining here shocked the king of Goblin more than expected.

In some parts of the country, people thug in search of bread rations, and so on, and they threaten their backs with an enemy that says princess of war all over the place.

"We have to send an army."

"Now I think lowering the army backwards is going to say ride the thoughts of the princess of war"

Threatened to the rear, the king of goblins frowns and stares at the map. It was a back region that showed unexpected brittleness, but even if I tried to make it a puer that was asked, I could not make strong progress because there were verses that misjudged the size of the man who said Josh.

"La Gilmi Fisiga, put a zaurosh on the army of bows and arrows (Fanzel) and let it hit the rear security"

To the king's opinion of pulling through the Zaurosh, who belongs to the army of tiger beasts and spears (Alan Sign) led by Gi Gar Larks, Puel puts his finger on his thin jaw and puts it in his thoughts.

Alan Sign, defeated by the war princess Blanche, is currently training for restructuring and replenishment. An on-the-spot procedure, but she gave up and nodded.

Zaurosh is the deputy ally of Leonhart, and the ally is still in the West Capital. He was an indispensable human being in every negotiation with man, without having to look at his work under Gi Gar Larks.

"If... you can't go on offense until you stabilize the rear. Over time, I will give the Shreddinist nation time to rebuild its attitude."

The grassland champion Shreddinist nation is not yet under war. Puell had compiled information that had risen from the intelligence network that he was not in a position to concentrate its power solely on the war.

But not as long as they buy time.

The war princess Blanche Lilinoye has an atmosphere that is likely to push through any impotence. Puel still couldn't help herself to the heart of the famous “Lord Skewer".

"The princess of war, Blanche Lillinoire."

To both the king of Goblin and Puel, the young lady's name sounded bitter.