The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Chapter 200: Information from other tribes of the Goblin King

In the forest, inside the goblin's lair, everything was peaceful and quiet.

Alan had just woken up from his sleep when he heard a slight knock on the door.

He rubbed his eyes, opened the door, and found that it was an elderly priest who came to report.

"Sir, the goblin scouts you sent to the Gnoll tribe have returned!"

The old priest said respectfully.

Alan was delighted and immediately followed the old priest to the hall in the cave.

I saw a skinny goblin lying on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his body covered in dirt and blood, and he exuded a strong stench.

Looking closely, he saw that his left leg had been bitten off, revealing white bones and scarlet muscles.

"This guy actually crawled back to the nest using only one leg and his hands?"

Alan couldn't help but exclaimed,

“What a lucky guy!”

Notis on the side walked forward, gently touched the goblin's wound, and performed healing magic.

After a while, the goblin's wounds began to heal and the pain gradually subsided.

Although he is still disabled, at least he has saved his life and it will not affect his wrestling career.

"How did you end up like this?"

Alan asked with concern.

The goblin raised his head with great effort, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes:

"I... We were attacked by a ferocious jackal dragon on our way back. It suddenly rushed out, bit my left leg, and threw me to the ground.

Maybe it was because I smelled so sour that it felt disgusted, so it didn’t eat me, but turned away instead. ”

Alan frowned, thought for a moment and asked:

"So, did you gain anything from the Gnoll Tribe?"

The goblin nodded:

"Yes, I managed to meet their leader. He is a powerful titled monster, but when I told him about your defeat of the Thunder Dragon, the Poison Bird and other forest overlords, he didn't believe it.

He thinks that if you are really that powerful, you can challenge him in person. "

Alan smiled slightly, with a confident light in his eyes: "It seems that the leader of the jackals is very confident in himself. Well, let him wait, sooner or later, I will go find him."

The society of the gnolls is a social system based on force, where the strong are the kings, which is similar to that of the goblins.

Alan didn't care too much about this situation.

If he has the chance in the future, he can go to the territory of the werewolves to investigate in person.

After all, the advantage of the gnolls is that they have language skills, can communicate with the outside world, and their intelligence level is equivalent to that of ordinary goblin priests.

If we bring them under our command, at least they will be able to understand orders more easily than those simple-minded pig-headed goblins.

However, another piece of information provided by the werewolf scout caught Alan's attention.

According to him, there were other goblins besides himself who tried to recruit these gnolls.

Among them, the leader who calls himself the "Goblin King" has a powerful army of hundreds of people.

This army includes not only shamans, but also wolf riders and several goblin heroes.

In addition, it is said that this "Goblin King" is actively preparing to attack human villages and is also recruiting troops everywhere.

Hearing this, Notis couldn't help but fall into deep thought:

"No wonder the number of goblin tribes around here has obviously decreased recently. Considering the large territories of the Thunder Dragon and the Poison Bird, there should be more goblin tribes in theory. Now it seems that these tribes may have been lured over by the 'Goblin King' in advance and joined his camp."

Dark Sith Darth Allen was still very concerned when he heard the news. After all, the other party dared to call himself the king, so his strength should not be underestimated.

However, he still wanted to know whether this Goblin King would be his opponent.

So, Alan decided to close his eyes and meditate, imitating Master Yoda, using the Force to seek revelation, and trying to explore the fate of the Goblin King.

However, not long after, Alan opened his eyes strangely.

Because the answer he found in the Force was that this guy was about to die!

This made Allen very puzzled. A guy who could command such a powerful military force should not be so stupid, right?

But why do the scenes we see in fate seem like a surging wave crashing against a solid rock and then disappearing without a trace?

Could it be that the village it was attacking was too powerful?

But this is unlikely! According to Allen's previous explorations of human villages and towns, large towns may be difficult to break through, but those small villages are simply defenseless lambs, ready to be slaughtered.

So what exactly caused the Goblin King to fail? Allen fell into deep thought.

But in any case, this may be an opportunity for Allen. Let the old priest arrange a few scouts to investigate the location of the "Goblin King". If he is really powerless to recover, perhaps he can recruit his remaining troops.

……

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves onto the open space outside the cave, creating patches of mottled light and shadows.

Carola stood in the middle of the open space, holding a katana, staring intently at Annie in front of her.

Annie was wearing leather armor made of flying thunder dragon material, with a katana made of the same material hanging around her waist, looking very heroic.

The sword in her hand flashed with a cold light, forming a sharp contrast with her petite body.

At this moment, she was listening attentively to Corolla's explanation of the techniques of the katana.

Julie watched silently from the side. She had learned the skills of sword and shield, but her talent was limited and she only reached the Black Stone level.

Now, she has joined the training team of three female hunters and is learning the skills of the katana together.

Annie has not yet mastered the air blade slash of the katana and is still working hard to practice the basic moves.

She stepped forward and slashed straight, then quickly thrust, slashed upward, and slashed straight, her movements smooth and continuous.

Then, she thrust again and then slashed, the whole set of movements was as natural as flowing water.

Despite this, the huntress thought that it would be no problem for her to defeat a few goblins or pig-headed men alone, but she might need more training to deal with the ferocious jackal dragon.

The three of them talked and laughed during the practice, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

However, at this moment, a green figure suddenly jumped out of the forest, landed steadily with a beautiful somersault, and stood right in front of Corolla.

The elf boy Ansiel stood up politely and greeted everyone:

"Good day, Carola, and Anne and this girl, hello."

Corolla was very happy to see the elf coming again, and rushed over to hug him:

"Haha, Ansiel, we meet again."

Anne also came over and nodded:

"long time no see."