The traits that Goblins are at risk of losing are not just [Blooming].
‘Probably because he's been moaning under the mountain tribe for a long time. ’
I came up with the second trait I needed to fix.
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[Greedy Armor]
Rank: B
Effect: Designated tribes are greedy. Is it because of their ugly, ugly ego? Designated tribes are more likely to be recognized for their property than for their own recognition. "Glug! I put warm mud on it!" Glug! I covered myself in luxury mud above the stream! ’
Desire for better things.
Desire for something even cooler.
In the heart of the stipulated tribe, there is a great mix of inferiority, self-esteem and compassion. Perhaps the designers will covet a glittering treasure. Maybe you'll catch slaves and brag about whose slaves are prettier. Designated tribes are greedy, and there is a possibility of Designated tribes in this greed.
It's up to you how their greed turns out.
However, this characteristic can change depending on the evolution of history.
Danger! Due to long-standing oppression, the Designated People have begun to become obsessed with desire. I decided that if I could covet something, I couldn't get it. If you continue to fail to experience 'Achievement of Desire’, your greedy suit will be put into action.
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‘Hmm.'
Greed is lust. Getting greedy for something. Greed, lust, greed, even though these words have a negative nuance....
I thought differently.
‘It's better than being preoccupied with everything. ’
- Well, that's what I thought.
The messenger scratches the back of his head.
- Desire is flow. Riverwater. If you build a dam and force it to block, it will pile up and flood, and if you close the lid so it won't overflow, it will rot. Where would the rotten water go? Crawls underground and eats the ground.
The voice of the messenger was quite serious.
- You have to let the water go. If you're going to let me go, you have to let me go big! so that it flows in one direction. I like to think of it as a way of life.
"This disciple's opinions are also very compelling. Teacher. ’
- Hey, hey, who's your teacher? I never had a pupil who taught ignorantly like you.
‘What can I learn from watching tadpoles swim? I learn from frogs. Mr. Sword, you are my frog and I am your tadpole. ’
Crazy son of a bitch.
We searched side-by-side with the priestly brotherhood.
‘Here. How do I lead [greedy armor] in a cool direction? ’
The concern did not last long.
Before I could find the answer, before the messenger gave me the answer, someone else asked me for the answer.
To be more precise, it was not someone else, but someone else.
- Ketugger!
Three weeks on my way home.
The Goblins make a commotion behind the procession. The children who were following me slowly suddenly rushed forward. I turned my head to see what was going on, and Gorge looks me in the eye.
- I see soldiers in the back! Kerr!
Soldier?
I focused on the error in my eyes and looked beyond the horizon.
The first thing I noticed was a cloud of dust. The weather is clear, but there's dust everywhere. It did not occur naturally, but it was dust that rose when the beasts swarmed in droves.
Enhanced my vision a little more.
"Hmm."
Hundreds of dogs.
Hunting dogs gallop through the plains.
Even though dogs belonged to herd animals, hundreds of them could not come together on their own. As proof of that, the hounds were burning something at their waist.
- The Sanwa!
The snails cling to the hounds.
- The mountains are chasing us! Kebug! Battle formation! Battle formation!
Be careful not to step on them!
Horsemen.
No, a podiatrist was coming.
5.
The Mounted Cavalry was quick.
- Lime!
Keep your distance!
As soon as I saw the Goblins in battle formation, the Sanwa gave up their charge. Instead, you tighten it slowly, as if you were driving a game. This made the Goblins step back on their own while lightly touching their blunt formation.
- Glug...!
- Do not break formation! Feet on both sides!
Goblins were ahead of the numbers, but many of them were elderly and children. I had to take a step forward to surround the elderly. The Goblins were consistent in their defenses, and the Sanwa took over their attack rights based on maneuverability. The mountainous horsemen casually pushed us to the river without haste.
"Not bad."
I thought I was guarding the Goblins in the lead.
‘I thought the military might not be so bad because it collapsed so badly in Slimepolis. ’
- It would have been impossible to rule six races if you didn't know they were in the military. Isn't it because all the slaves stood up in that cave at the same time?
‘Course not. It's got an angle. ’
I've been at the forefront of soldiers several times through port battles on the 11th floor of the [Aikim Empire]. It's not very subtle.
Even in my eyes, the command of the Sanwa tribe was incompetent.
- Boo.
The mountain rangers blow the snail horn to control the march speed. Sometimes he rushes forward as fast as he can, and sometimes he presses around slowly.
- Lime!
When the siege is complete, the Sanwa seem to be the commanders.
The general rides a much larger hound than any of the other scouts. Does the mucus from the mountains act as a glue? Unlike the cavalry, there were no saddles or stirrups.
- I'll tell the moldy bastards!
The general's snail raised his voice.
- Your slave rebellion has already been subdued! Slimepolis rises from defeat. Twelve cities of our great empire have formed an army to pursue the remnants. This is the proof!
The general put tentacles in the snail shell. Something round. The mountain tribe raises it high and throws it at us.
It was the heads of the nobles.
The general did not stop there, but continued to pull out the supply. Newborns, Purebreds, Vampires, Fairies. One by one, my head falls to the ground.
Lime! The words of a slave who defied the great slime empire! Our anger is great and strong. These are not the first punishments we have inflicted, nor even the last. Mold, if you don't want your filthy head to form a bloodbath, surrender now!
-Ke, Kerr.
Goblins shrug.
- The other factions have already been subdued?
- That can't be true. The world of the Sanwaites is over.
- I don't want to go back to hell, Kerr...
Mmm-hmm.
‘This side is shaking the Morale v. Qi. ’
- What are you gonna do?
We need to expose that fraud over there. ’
I stepped forward.
I stopped the Goblins chattering and looked back at me. The plains lie between the Sanwa clan and the Designated Clan. In the middle of the plains, I silently stared at the general of the Sanwa clan.
[Purchase a ‘Trust Message’.]
[20 Faction Points will be consumed!]
[You currently have 50 Race Points.]
I'm sorry, snail of the world.
I'm one step ahead of fraud.
I used a trust to put a horse directly into the head of a Sanwa General.
[The White Lion will detect your lies!]
Twitch!
The general who was riding confidently on the back of the hound twitched his vessel and tentacle. I didn't know the Sanwa period very well, but I could tell he was nervous.
It's a simple story.
‘You can't really defeat all the rebels. ’
If the Sanwa had won, the tower would have sent a message. Rebellion failed. Returning to slavery.
‘I haven't heard any notifications. ’
The conclusion is clear.
The general of the Sanwa Clan lies.
‘Well, I saw it because I received the benefits of the tower system.... We need all the help we can get. ’
I opened my mouth and took a breath.
And then, with the error, the reaper exploded.
“Goooo-ooo-!"
My cry rang out in the plains. Queek! The hounds twist, startled. The mountain rangers are highly adherent and do not trip or slip, but they are also delirious.
- God of the mold...
- The false gods came at once and wreaked havoc on the city.
- The Slimepolis have done a terrible thing to Lime. Idiots! You must have enough Lime to enjoy the blessing.
From the point of view of the mountain tribe, I am an evil god. But even evil gods are gods. When the Goblins saw that God was with them, the mountain tribes grew restless.
‘Good.'
I took a peek here.
A chance to revive [Greedy Armor] of the Designated Tribe.
[Purchase a ‘Trust Message’.]
[20 Faction Points will be consumed!]
[You currently have 30 faction points.]
Despite clearing the 31st floor, escaping from the 32nd floor, freeing slaves, and joining the bloodshed, I still haven't settled my faction points.
There was a reason for this, but now is not the time to explain it.
‘That's enough. ’
I have plundered the remaining points and purchased another trust.
I sent a message to the Sanwa General.
[The White Lion offers an honorable duel.]
The general of the Sanwa clan is flawed. The Evil God is speaking. You must be afraid.
Nevertheless, the general did not give up on the rumors.
- Lime. An honorable duel...?
“Grrrr.”
It's worth every penny.
I turned around and ran into the Goblins. The Goblins glanced at me with a faint look. Enjoying the children's gaze, I stopped in front of one Goblin.
‘Hey.'
Gorge.
"Get in."
-.......
Gorge's face darkens.
- Keke, Keketruecker. It is a great honor to stand in front of a humble servant like me. I hope Kestrekker will do as he wishes.
‘Never mind.'
I bent my front foot into a sliding position for a good ride.
‘Get in.'
- Cherub!
Gorge has hiccups.
He looks around with a pleading for help.
- Boat, I don't know what the White Lion is doing to me. Do you have any idea what the White Lion wants, Kerr?
The Goblins stared at each other and muttered.
- I think you're telling me to get in...?
- I think he gave you his back.
Gorge opens his mouth desperately.
How can a congregation like us ride on the backs of a white lion so rudely? Blasphemy! There must be some other meaning, something sacred we can't even imagine!
I bent to the back of my foot.
And I lifted my tail and I grabbed, shoved, and patted my waist.
Goblins thought carefully.
- I think you told me to get in...?
- If you don't get on board, you'll be very angry...
- It's blasphemy to disobey the White Lion's orders. Glug?
Gorge blushes.
"Fuck."
I decided to spend the last point and personally hand the trust over to Gorge.
[The White Lion says you will be beaten if you don't get on soon.]
Eventually Gorge climbed up my back with tears in his eyes.
You see Gorge's tears, and around him, Gorgor spills his elasticity.
Gorge, the grandson of Kirugerup, has been blessed by the White Lion!
- I'm so impressed, I can't stop crying! Gor!
- You're crying! It will be an honor for generations to come!
- I envy you!
Gorge cries more.
- Kerr... no, I misunderstood... Ketugger is not the god you think he is... He's more of a brother than a god, and that's a very bad brother...
Of course, Gorge's voice is buried in the noise and cannot be heard.
An untrue cry always disappears.
Without anyone understanding the tears he shed, Gorge was carried on my back and delivered to the Sanwa General.
- …… indeed.
The general of the Sanwa tribe stared at me and Gorge on my waist.
- That's what honorable duel means. Understood.
The general waves his antennae.
- I hear your mold did not intervene in the slaughter of Slimepolis' kin. Lime. Though it is your destiny to rot in the Salt Mine, there is a time of disaster for you not to join the slaughter.
This may also be Lime's intention, "the general muttered.
He turns his head and shouts to his army.
- Dirty mold and his god have offered us a duel! It's so funny what a slave can do when he's hammering in the pits! Soldier! Don't we have any warriors to break the fungus' nostrils?
-.......
- I will give my stammer and a glorious life to the warrior who won the duel! Wealth! Slavery! Honor! It doesn't matter. Break the fungus' nose!
The mountain rangers are buzzing.
A few moments later, a snail walks out loud with a hunting dog.
- Rymu, I would be honored!
In fact, it was a giant hound.
Honestly, I wondered if it was legal to call it a dog. Anyway, a beast the size of a lion with three pairs of legs was a bit much to call a dog.
Many were not even the dog's legs.
- The Herald of the Helix stands here!
The hillbillies with dogs with legs also had more tentacles than the other soldiers. Four tentacles grabbed each of the blades, and each time the tentacles were shaken, the four blades scratched the air. Tsk! Tsk! All the hillbillies marveled at this dazzling blade.
- Oh, my lord!
- Wow... That's that dreadful spiral apostle...
- He's blessed with limes!
They're funny, too.
‘Do you think he's noble or not? How many tentacles are there? ’
- I guess so.
‘That's odd. ’
- Yes, you should.
"Yes?"
- Yeah?
As the messenger and I groan at the cruelty of the snail civilization, the mountain and the soldier who are the conquerors of the apostles suddenly approached.
-I am one of the seven families that governs the Canyon City, a member of Recamulim, a conqueror of the Helix Apostle! Seismic! Servant of the Evil God! Give me a name!
Gorge was terrified of the glorious introduction of himself.
- Kee, Gorquerda, grandson of Kirugerup....
- The priesthood!
- Kerr, the priest is dead.
You're a nobleman!
- We have no nobles, Kebug...
- A humble slave.
A mountain warrior twists his head.
It was probably the kind of gesture you get when you laugh at your opponent.
- Today I will show you the glory of my beloved Lime! Yippee!
The Sanwaites rush in with their hounds.
The sword of your sack crosses over and rings out loud noises. Before the fight, he seemed to be trying to gain strength from the sound. I didn't want anyone to get hurt by such a funny joke, but the coward on my back was fine.
- Kerr!
Gorge howls, grabbing my mane.
Why do I have to look like this, Kebug? Evil! I was seduced by evil!
“Grrr."
Hey, don't worry.
Trust your brother!
I'll make you a hero!