Goblin Kingdom

[Race] Goblin

Level 92

[Class] Imperial Emperor

[Possession Skills] "Champion of the Sons of Chaos," "Rebel Soul," "Roar of Eating Heaven and Earth," "Sword Moving A-," "King's Way of Coming," "King's Soul," "King's Heart III," "Family of the Gods," "King's Pledge," "First Serpent's Eye," "Devil's Flow Operation," "Raging Champion's Soul," "Third Chant," "Warrior's Intuition," "Leader," "King Calling Chaos," "Sealed God of War Grace," "Holy Grace of the Underworld Goddess," "Let Me Be the Goddess of Vengeance"

[Adoration] Goddess of the Underworld (Artesia)

[Attributes] Darkness, death

[Subordinate Demon] Luke Cobolt (Has) (Lv56) Gray Wolf (Gastra) (Lv20) Gray Wolf (Cynthia) (Lv89) Oak The Great (Buy) (Lv29)

[Status] "Blessings of the First Serpent," "Guardian of the Two-headed Serpent," "Blessings of the Earth-eating Serpent"

The familiar white wall was in front of me. Inside the walls, made of bricks, is a hospital built by purchasing a large area of former Chinese property. What did you say your name was, a well-maintained, large lawn garden in that hospital I can't even remember anymore.

By summer, the less blue of the blue sky I looked up from there is dazzling and burning behind my lid.

Oh, I remember. Something to forget.

It was summer. He narrowed his eyes and sat on the bench in the comfort of the cool breeze blowing through during the summer months.

Just when a white curtain was dancing, stirred by the wind blowing into the window from the fourth floor window.

Bite through the overflowing penance and follow its memories.

Soon, a hat will pop out the window.

And she reaches out in a hurry.

Oh, shit. It's so painful that I want to choke out my heart, I want to scratch my brain .

Woohoo, his name is, his.

My precious man's name is...

Damn.

Oh, why not. Why don't you come out...... I should have carved it into my soul. And yet, this discomfort like it's falling out. Humans are forgetful creatures, or something like that.

Every day, every day, every day...... even though I screamed his name. I cried out thinking about those days that didn't return.

Why, why can't I remember?

White hands like never sunbathed, stirred by the wind, follow the hat out the window. In the end, the hand could not take the hat vainly, it merely grabbed the void.

Burning agony beats my heart like an early bell.

Of the straw hat that fell on my hands, her, his figure...

Oh, why not. You useless eyeballs! You useless brain marrow!

I can't see why it's backlit! That can't be right. That's not supposed to happen!

Goddamn it, damn it!

... must return. To that world.

I had to swear hard on my heart as I looked up at her face colored by the invisible backlight. Whatever happens, it doesn't change.

I must return to the world where he was.

I nodded in a heavily whispering voice, as if it were the voice of destiny.

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In the temple where the goddess of the underworld (Artesia) lives, there was Artesia peeking into the mirror and the first serpent to serve beside her. Among the family members of the underworld goddess who can follow the numerous serpents, a pillar within the strongest power told to mythology. The serpent, named True Black (Verid) by the main underworld goddess, sits quietly on the spot.

Absolutely, the Lord of the great Verid sits on the throne and deposits himself on his back with his graceful feet together. That alone, from those who belong to her side, has a fascinating effect. Existence is just that, a pillar of the powerful gods affects the world.

Magic is a side effect on the world attributed to each and every action of powerful gods.

Not to mention, the Underworld is her world.

Verid gives slight thought to that world he once ran through to protect the Lord with the three raw men.

─ ─ Is that goblin you still call your brother fighting?

"... you've entered the world."

The Lord of Verid peeks into the mirror with pleasure as he rolls the bell.

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What that goblin did was what Artesia wanted.

"Woohoo, the time has come for you to wait"

On Artesian cheeks, slightly uplifted, Zhu gives. In an attempt to remember its fire lighting, he glances away from the mirror so that his palms are smothered on his cheeks, holding himself with one arm.

As her tremor grew louder, she heard her squeak as if it were a ground sound.

"─ Ku, ku, haha, haha! Ahahahahahaha!!"

At the end of her gaze is the figure of a young man nestled in a land far east of Arlodena.

"I found it! Finally, I found it!

Aristochia laughs like crazy in a voice that scares even Verid. That's all the world sounds like. The sea sprays up water, and the clouds rain rain of grace.

"No way, I'm trying to look like that! Whoo-hoo, my dear!

With a laugh on her face, she sees Verid as a pitiful expression that turns around and doesn't dwell on emotions.

"Verid... you've kept me waiting a long time. Do you remember that vow 400 years ago?

"You can't even forget it."

"Great. Now, let's settle for static. Sooner or later, I will visit. That little goblin, as long as it goes. If the time has come, do not hesitate to fulfill your vows."

"─ Must"

The goddess of the underworld lodged hell in her eyes and nodded.

◇ ◇ ◆

"King, king!

The king of Goblin woke up, realizing that he would even be swayed with the voice he was called upon to speak to. If you open your heavy eyelids, you will see in front of you the anxious face Lecia and the idea face Puel, as well as the figure of Kuzan of the Goldova clan.

"... How are you feeling?

"Oh, that's not bad."

But the thought of the king of Goblin is unclear as if Moya had hung from the back of his mouth. There is an unclear part of my head as if it had been hung by Kasumi. You're supposed to be awake, but tired as if you were asleep.

"O king. Do you remember how you slept?

Kuzan's eyes as he stares up are serious in themselves.

……

Explore your memory, but never come to mind the memory of the King of Goblins.

"In the midst of my affairs, I was suddenly collapsed. With the healing power of Lord Lecia, we will not restore your consciousness, and with the help of the goblins who were packing nearby, we will carry you to your bedroom."

I guess I can't remember, and the king of Goblin frowned at Puell's words informing me of the facts.

"Fallen? Me?"

"Yeah. I've been in my sleep for about three days. In the meantime, I summoned Lord Kuzan to lay down a decree."

Puel transferring his gaze to the shorter Kuzan. And the king of Goblin, when he hath done so, turneth his gaze to Kuzan.

"... O king. Why don't you take a little break from the administration?

And when he saw them that surrounded him, the king of Goblin nodded.

"... ok. Don't look at me like that."

The king, who affixed a bitter laugh, promised to lighten his affairs, and lowered those in front of him. Still worried about his health, Puell makes him promise to take a break and settle into the form of depositing the majority of his affairs with the civilian population, starting with Josh.

As a result, this brings about a sudden rise in the civilian population, beginning with Josh, but the country was so enormous that it could not be supported by one king of the Goblins.

In a room where no one is anymore, the king of goblins stares into his own hands.

The king made a monologue, remembering the illusion that the remnants of his dreams were intertwined.

"Go home, you say? Do I want to go home?

It was as if there were two of them themselves, remembering a strange feeling, and the king stared into his own hands without ever getting tired of it. As the thought deepened, the king had to think.

In the first place, how can I exist in this world?

Be the first to distract the memory before the biggest question. But as everyone does, there is no such thing as a memory of being born, and he just had to be on his way.

Puel, Lecia, and Kuzan, who had left before the king, had to work out future measures to explain the king's medical condition to those who had refrained from doing so in separate rooms.

Fortunately, the Eastern invasion is going well.

The Goblin army, led by three generals, is attacking a small human nation like the flames of the plains. It may also be said that the economy that supports it is well on its way to welcoming the rise of young talent. Even in Uchiji, as proportional to the success of the outpatient journey, it is in itself smooth as if it had begun to blossom large circles of flowers.

There were no problems at all in domestic governance.

"How's the king doing?

To a sharp gaze, with frustration, Gi Zar Zarquand asks Kuzan.

"Not a pleasure"

The inhabitants of the room looked at her clearly.

"Is it a danger to your life?

"I don't know. But to the extent that it even interferes with your life, it seems dangerous."

To Kuzan's words, Gi Zar opened his eyes breathlessly. Immediately afterwards he snuggled and said, as if he could not see the look on his face, try to squeeze it.

"Really... I guess you have a hand?

Kuzan shakes his head in fright at Gi Zar, who can even put his intent to kill into his sight.

"... you, so... damn it!

He was a gi zer trying to get his hands on Kuzan in an outburst, but succeeds in remembering. By such means, the King of Goblins will not recover, and he is the foremost Kuzan figure in the medical care of the First Goblin.

No one else has the power to exchange.

"I have a suggestion for you"

It was Puel Sinforua who spoke to the inhabitants of the dark, sinking room.

"What do you mean, you can cure the king's illness?"

Keep your sharp gaze, Gi Zar asks.

"It's not possible. However, the wagering element will be large."

"Don't get carried away, say it"

Puel narrowed his eyes and looked around at everyone to get confirmation from the residents of the room.

"Find the Wingless Snake (Gawain), the family of the Goddess of the Underworld."

It was everyone but Lecia who turned a blind eye to Puel's words.

"You think it's Gawayne?

The Spirit in Gi Zar moves slightly in the name of his God. By a serpent named Gawain's Apostle, the Spirit was to be with Gi Zar. I have no regrets or anything, but it was no surprise that I made such an alarm.

"Once, the goddess of the Underworld followed four giant snakes to challenge the world. It's a pillar in it. Or should I say this? The same kind of double-headed water serpent (Bedivia) that their families worshipped as the Lord of Corruption."

Kuzan shuts up to the words and slightly lowers his gaze. There is still that gentle voice in her when she still regains her word.

"... because it's about you, I guess you know where he is?

To the inquiry of Gi Zar, who is regaining his calm, Puel opens the map and points to a point when he nods silently.

"Western Unstepped Realm"

Now goblins are an area where not even people have stepped in.

"If you go there, the king will help you, won't he?

"It's a matter of possibility. Until now the king has taken the family god of the goddess of the underworld on his side. I wonder if it's possible this time."

"Okay. Retreat the East Conquest and direct your existing troops towards the offensive in that area."

If you try Gi Zar, that was a natural thing to say about goblins. It is the kingdom of Goblin. Even if you dominate the continent, if the king of Goblin dies, there's no point in that.

Victory, glory, even the honor of risking your life, are worth it because they are with the king.

"No, it shouldn't"

However, it was the military teacher Puel who blocked the opinions that should also be called the general thrust of the goblin.

"Why, there's nothing more important to us than the king's healing."

"That may be true for you, but then the king will not be convinced"

Both Gi Zar and Kuzan had to think about it when they said that. Will the proud king abandon the hegemony he has accomplished on the sole grounds of his own health problems?

No. I'm very unlikely to do that.

"... because at least just La Gilmi Fisiga fans el"

If it is Fanzuel who is hitting domestic policing, and... even for Gi Zar, who proposes to mix tongues, we knew that this was a weak resistance. I was in the mood to suggest it, knowing it.

"... I will only protect the King's neighborhood to a hundred elite people. To that extent, it would be easy to persuade you to be the king's escort."

"Only a hundred?"

"If you're confident you can convince the king, go ahead."

Gi Zar, who answers with a tongue strike, squeals his nose and stares at Puel.

"Okay. But I'm coming too!

"Well, you won't have a choice. But it will be up to you to persuade the generals to follow the king. Are you sure?

"... you mean the exchange terms? Okay."

Listening to the words of Gi Zar, Puel shifts his gaze to Lecia.

"Well, thank you, Lord Lecia,"

"Huh."

"You…"

When he heard simultaneously the amazement from Lecia and the roar leaking from Gi Zar, Puel asked Lecia to persuade the king of Goblin with a thin grin on his mouth.