Goblin Kingdom

Race: Goblin

Level: 15

Class: Lord; Horde Chief

Possessed Skills: Ruler of the Horde; Insurgent Will;Overpowering Howl; Swordsmanship B+; Insatiable Desire; King’s Soul; Ruler’s Wisdom I; Eyes of the Blue Snake; Dance at Death’s Border; Red Snake’s Eye; Magic Manipulation; Soul of a Crazed Warrior; Third Impact (The Third Chant); Instinct; Ruler’s Wisdom II;

Divine Protection: Goddess of the Underworld

Attributes: Darkness; Death

Suboridnate Beasts: High Kobold Hasu; (Lv1) Gastra (Lv20) Cynthia (Lv20) Orc King Bui; (Lv36)

“Aluhaliha, I have a request.”

Before we take over the Fortress of the Abyss, I need Aluhaliha to do me a favor.

“No need to be reserved. So long as you give the order, I will ride even to the gates of hell.”

Aluhaliha laughed heartily, and I wryly smiled in return.

“I’d like to ask for a rider-beast. I want to give it to a goblin living in the Eastern Gi Village.”

Aluhaliha’s brows rose up as soon as he heard the contents of my request.

It’s a difficult request, I’m sure.

After all, for the Paradua Goblins, they are given one rider-beast from birth until death. Those beasts are their pride, as well as their other half. So of course, it’s only natural for him to feel some resistance toward me wanting to send out one of those black tigers as a gift.

“What kind of goblin is that person you’re referring to?”

“A goblin who’s lost an arm and a leg for my sake. I wish to reward him.”

“…Can a goblin who’s lost an arm and a leg even ride a black tiger?” “Amongst my subordinates, there is no goblin more loyal than he. So

I wish to show my sincerity.”

“It’s the request of the king, so I will comply.”

As Aluhaliha bowed and withdrew from my presence, I thought about the East.

Gi Ga, Reshia, I’ll return soon!

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In the sinful and lush Forest of the Demi humans, were elves whose ears were shortened to half their natural length, and a collar around their necks that compelled them to subordination. As a slave who’s been bought, she had no rights as a person.

“…Selena, from this day forth, this gentleman shall be your master. What’s the matter? Aren’t you going to show your gratitude!?”

At the slave trader’s voice, the elf, Selena, served upon her new master with fear.

“My name is Selena, Master,” she said. “Thank you for purchasing me.”

Selena’s voice shook as she spoke, but Gene only quietly nodded, satisfied.

He was beautiful for a human. And there was a cruelty in his eyes that he couldn’t hide even if he wished. In fact, even his smile was cruel.

“I bought a good one. Hey, Selena! Why don’t you go show me a bit of your power!” Gene yelled.

Selena’s body shook, then she focused her ether on her ears.

“Blessed Wind of the ForestSerenade”

She closed her eyes and folded her hands as if she were praying. Seeing that, Gene’s lips twisted into a lewd smile.

“3 kilometers from here is a carriage and some adventurers in the middle of a quarrel.”

Oh? Gene’s lips twisted. “Can you confirm this?”

“Of course, Sir.” The slave trader replied as he sheepishly rubbed his hands.

He was clearly trying to suck up to Gene, but Gene didn’t spare him a single glance. His gaze was completely fixated on Selena.

“If it’s true, then I’ll buy some other slaves as well.” “Thank you, master!”

The slave trader suddenly prostrated himself at those words, and Gene nodded, satisfied.

In the end, Gene bought 3 slaves all in all.

Selena, the elf who has received the divine protection of the wind. And the two battle slave siblings - slaves meant for battle - Yoshu and Shumea.

With this, Gene Marlon finally managed to acquire his pawns.

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In King Ashtal’s kingdom, the most prosperous city of all was none other than the capital. Trade of goods is the city’s main function, so wealth is of course expected. But at the same time, it is also because of that that quarrels frequently break out in the city.

As a result, the ones responsible for maintaining the public order are the Imperial Guards, who are directly under King Ashtal. The Imperial Guards are a front-line battalion formed with only the purpose of

protecting the king and the area around him. Other than them, there is also the Order of the Knights who is responsible for foreign expeditions.

One of the members of the Imperial Guards, Yuza, was currently cursing his luck.

Before him was a magnificent carriage fallen on its side, surrounded by a group of stern men. Although now in tatters, they were dressed in armor meant for combat. And from the atmosphere about them - especially with how much they’ve used their armor - it was clear that they were no greenhorns.

Facing the stern men was a noble standing in front of the carriage. He was a noble from out in the sticks, and he spoke loudly. His guards gathered around him, seemingly forming a wall with their bodies to protect him.

It was a quarrel between a noble and a group of adventurers.

It didn’t take long for a crowd to gather around the noble and the adventurers, eager to watch the development of this seemingly amusing spectacle.

“Master Yuza, what’s the master?”

A lesser soldier asked Yuza, and spontaneously, Yuza clicked his tongue.

“Isn’t it obvious? I don’t understand what’s going on!” he snapped.

“Ahh, in that case, I can explain since I saw what happened. One of the adventurers from that group jumped in front of the carriage to save a child.”

Hearing of Yuza’s plight, the wife of a commoner explained what happened with a know-it-all face.

Yuza glared at her.

He didn’t really mean to think of her goodwill as unnecessary, but intervening now might be too late. After all, it’s already turned into such a big commotion. The noble needs to save his face, and the adventurers make a living from their reputation. There’s no way either side would willingly step down.

“Damn it! Why did this have to happen while I was on patrol!?”

Sighing, he cursed the gods despite being an unbeliever. But then a voice suddenly called out from the crowd of onlookers.

“Making a ruckus in the capital, have you no fear of King Ashtal’s power!?”

That man forcefully squeezed through the crowds, leading his subordinate imperial guards to the scene.

In any case, the first thing that needs to be done was to disperse the crowd.

For an imperial guard to come at a time like this - not to mention, an imperial guard with a standing high enough to lead other high- ranked imperial guards - it was indeed so perfectly-timed that it made one feel proud.

Yuza couldn’t help but mockingly laugh when he saw his superior, but as they approached, he fixed himself up, and acted appropriately.

“Disperse the crowds! This isn’t a show!”

To others, his vigilance looked like the sort of pride a member of the imperial guards would have. But in truth, his stomach was actually aching. Still, he dispersed the complaining crowd, and then he went back to the people-in-question.

“You dare cause trouble in the king’s roads?”

The first to answer was the plump noble from the sticks who went on, tattling repugnantly about the adventurers.

“Enough, you’re all coming with us to the office! I’ll hear whatever you have to say then. All men, move!”

The angry noble and the relatively calm adventurers were all escorted by different imperial guards to the office. As for the carriage, it was left to the lesser soldiers.

The Office of the Imperial Guards.

The people-in-question were all pushed into a place that’s colloquially referred to as a pig sty.

“Yo, Yuza. You sure like to bring back trouble whenever you go out, huh.”

His fellow guard teased him, but Yuza was focused on confirming the identity of everyone involved.

“Lord Veyne, a baron from the north? Damn it, what the hell is a noble from all the way out in the sticks doing here? He even caused me trouble!”

Yuza’s bursting emotions overflowed as he took a bite out of the hard bread in his hands.

“As for the adventurers… Blood Oath of the Flying SwallowSwallow Clan? Oi, oi, you’re kidding, right?”

Blood OathsClans are a kind of group amongst adventurers. There are some groups that form for the sake of completing a certain request, but if it’s only temporary, that’s only a Party. Clans are

groups that form with the intention of lasting a long time. As for the guild, that is simply a body that acts as a hub for the adventurers to find work.

From the innumerable clans that exist, the strongest ones amongst them have become a status. And the Blood Oath of the Flying Swallow is precisely one of those powerful clans.

“The Herculean, Wyatt, the Wand of Destruction, Bellan, and the Mage Killer, Mill… They’re all big names.”

After confirming everyone’s identity, imperial guard, Yuza, heaved a sigh of relief.

Adventuring is an occupation similar to acting. An adventurer rises up the ranks by his own ability. And as he does, he becomes more and more renowned. In these people’s case, because they are so exceptional, they have been given an appropriate second name.

Receiving a second name isn’t something normal. Yet despite that, three of the adventurers had a second name. That in itself shows just how much power the Blood Oath of the Flying Swallow has.

Clans this big don’t operate just within one country. In fact, he’s never even heard of them having a headquarters here, showing just how prestigious of an organization they are. So of course, there was no reason to doubt them.

“H-Hey, Yuza!”

Without intending to, Yuza fell into a deep thought, and his fellow imperial guard had to snap him back.

“W-What!? You’re noisy!”

“I-It’s the Holy Knight of the Storm!”

“What are you panicking for? Is that how an imperial guard should

act!? An imperial guard should always remain calm! Isn’t that right?” “Gulland of the Storm is in front of the office!”

“What did you say!?”

The hero adventurer, Gulland. Who would’ve thought such dangerous figure would actually come to this pig sty?

“Just what did he come here for!?”

In a panic, Yuza bolted out of the office, and Gulland met him outside with a dignified appearance.

“I hear my guests have caused you some trouble.” “Are you talking about the Blood Swallow?”

“Right, right. I went out of my way to ask the guild to contact them, but it seems they ended up loitering around, so I hurriedly came here to pick them up.”

Seeing Gulland’s panicked appearance as he politely spoke brought a headache to Yuza.

“We haven’t finished the papers yet, so you’ll have to wait until then.”

“Oh? So you plan to make me wait here?”

Gritting his teeth, Yuza turned his back on Gulland and went back inside the office.

“Damn it! Just you watch, I’ll make you wait until the very last minute.”

For those who maintain the public order, adventurers that cause problems are nothing but eyesores. The reason behind the incident today is because of the adventurers’ exceptional skills and their bad relation with the nobles.

The ones who put in the request, and the ones who carry them out.

Although it’s generally thought that the two sides having good relations is good, being involved with each other also brings some disadvantages along with the advantages. After all, nobles are the sort of people that can’t owe up to their mistakes, while adventurers, who risk their lives to make a living, can easily become a threat.

“…What’s the matter?” asked Yuza’s fellow imperial guards who handed him the documents.

But his blood having rushed to his head, Yuza did the papers all over again. Around that time though, someone called out to him. It was his superior, a chief of the Imperial Guards.

“All the papers have been completed. Hurry up and have them go home.”

“Huh? But…” “But what!?”

His superior grabbed his collar as he yelled at him.

“Release them now. This is an order.” “Yes…”

Going against his superior’s order was impossible, so he had no choice but to immediately dismiss the adventurers from the pig sty.

“Gulland of the Storm, was that your doing?” asked the Herculean, Wyatt.

“Well, it was me who asked you to come after all. Wouldn’t it be cruel of me not to help you out?”

“It seems we’ve caused you some trouble,” said the Wand of Destruction, Bellan.

“…The inn,” quietly whispered the Mage Killer, Mill.

Having acquired some powerful helpers, Gulland laughed heartily.

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Name: Selena

Race: Elf

Level: 32

Occupation: Slave

Possessed Skills: Archery C+; Voice of the Forest; Magic Manipulation; Whispers of the Wind; Breath of the Wind God; Denizen of the Forest

Divine Protection: Wind God

Attributes: Wind

Abormal Status: Because of the Collar of Subordination your physical abilities have fallen 30%

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Name: Yoshu

Race: Human

Level: 46

Occupation: Battle Slave

Possessed Skills: Swordsmanship C+; Provoke; Illusion Shield; Skill of Experience; Shield Rush; Flame Blade

Divine Protection: Flame God

Attributes: Fire

Abormal Status: Because of the Collar of Subordination your physical abilities have fallen 30%

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Name: Shumea

Race: Human

Level: 67

Occupation: Battle Slave

Possessed Skills: Spearmanship C+; Giant Swing; Triple Thrust; Quick Thrust; Parry; Pinwheel

Divine Protection: Flame God

Attributes: Fire

Abormal Status: Because of the Collar of Subordination your physical abilities have fallen 30%

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