VOLUME 2: CHAPTER 115 – PARENT AND CHILD
Status
Race Goblin
Level 45
Class King; Ruler
Possessed Skills Ruler of the Demon Children of Chaos; Defiant Soul; World Devouring Howl; Sword Mastery A-; Dominator; King’s Soul; Ruler’s Wisdom III; Household of the Gods; One-Eyed Snake’s Evil Eye; The King's Dance at the Edge of Death; Magic Manipulation; Soul of the Berserk King; Third Impact (The Third Chant); Instinct; Blessing of the Underworld Goddess
Divine Protection Goddess of the Underworld (Altesia)
Attributes Darkness; Death
Subordinate Beasts High Kobold Hasu (Lv77); Gastra (Lv20); Cynthia (Lv45); Orc King (Bui) (Lv82)
Abnormal Status Blessing of the One-Eyed Snake; Protection of the Twin-Headed Snake
“Are you really going, Your Highness?” Gi Za Zakuend asked.
I nodded.
“Not to speak ill of a fellow descendant of the crystal, but Lord Mido is also infamously known as the Tyrant. He is an agile warrior and is by no means weak. At the very least, you should take some of your subordinates with you,” Nikea said.
Apparently, even she thought I was being reckless.
“My subordinates need to welcome the goblins headed here. Gi Za also has his duties here as the leader of those goblins. Because of that I have to go alone,” I said.
Everyone looked troubled.
If they make that sort of face, I’ll be troubled too.
“The king has spoken, I will obey,” Gi Za said, at which, everyone else conceded.
I prepared for the trip to the north, but… even if I say ‘prepare’ there’s not really much to prepare.
“I’ll be going then,” I said.
Like that I left for the place Mido chose. It was a day’s distance from here and probably their home.
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“Did you wait long?” I asked.
“Not at all,” Mido said as he glared at me.
The people behind him seemed to be the bigwigs of their village. Their fangs were bare, and they looked about ready to attack at any time. They were all men, every one of them strong. Their muscles bulged and their eyes shot sharply. They stood just far enough from each other so as to not hinder their movements. Not a single one of them appeared weak.
“Come,” Mido said.
I could feel hate and anger from his glare. Did something happen? Or was this his aim from the start?
But it’s strange. If he intends to kill me, why would he show his hate so openly? If anything he should be hiding his intentions.
When we first met during the meeting, he seemed hostile, but he wasn’t angry or hateful by any means. So why? Why is he so angry now?
Whatever the reason it seems the sword by my waist has become necessary.
How unfortunate. It would have been great if we could take them in as allies.
Gripping my sword once to ascertain it was there by my waist, I followed Mido.
“What a spectacular welcome you’ve prepared,” I said.
If he does intend to fight, then I might as well rile him up as much as I can to get the upper hand.
“Hmph,” Mido said.
“Who would’ve thought the proud werewolves would pick on one goblin. How ridiculous.”
Mido grit his teeth.
Ever since we first met during the meeting, I could tell he’s the impulsive type. Since we’re going to fight anyway, I might as well get as much advantage I can.
I am the king. Defeat is unacceptable.
My defeat would mean the defeat of the entire goblin race.
My lips curved as I thought that.
I guess I was being too naive. I should have asked for an escort after all.
Inwardly, I sneered at having refused Gi Za’s and Nikea’s advice.
I continued following Mido and egging him on, but he was a lot more patient than expected.
No matter how many times I taunted him, he never attacked.
Was his hate so great that he could keep his emotions in check? But I didn’t do anything, did I?
Being attacked without knowing why is really unpleasant.
“We’re here, Monster,” Mido said.
Before us were flat plains with no trees in sight, an oddity considering we passed by so many trees. I looked around to the thickets in the area, which promptly shook. In the next moment, something came out of the thickets.
—Gray wolf!?