I, the Goblin Emperor, Rule the World
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Her heart had once felt despair.

In the eyes of Cas O’Bleu, the perfect figure and beauty of the elves were a gift from heaven to the world, a flawless treasure of beauty, the most noble and precious splendor in the world.

Such impeccable beauty should not be exploited by an ugly goblin!

Although she knew that the appearance of the goblin before her was an illusion, designed to charm the pure-hearted human females.

But the thought of such exquisite and almost perfect noble elves possibly existing, and that noble elf being tarnished by the actions of this goblin, filled her with sorrow, making her unable to bear it any longer.

This perfect appearance was the preferred choice of her ideal lover in her heart.

“Don’t think that by disguising yourself like this, others will like you, will gradually accept you. Just the thought of your true appearance being a goblin will only make people find you more disgusting!”

The female knight declared resolutely, although she was afraid in the face of the White Ghost Goblin’s intimidation.

However, in her commitment to her faith, the female knight declared that she would never yield!

“You can take my body, but you will never take my heart!”

Chen Le was indifferent, grinding herbs nearby.

“What you said makes sense, your strong will is admirable. However, I always looked like this.”

Cas O’Bleu: ?

Sudden realization!

“I was born of both goblin and elf, so I’m different from other goblins. This appearance is my original appearance.”

Chen Le said full of lies, although he was clearly a goblin with very pure bloodline.

Cas O’Bleu was stunned, disbelief written all over her face. Her tense body became even more nervous than when she was confronting Chen Le, her heart beating faster, thumping.

“You… you can’t fool me. If you really have elf blood, why would you be with these goblins?”

“Because I’m not only an elf, but also a high-ranking goblin, their leader.”

“…?”

Cas O’Bleu curled up in the corner, quietly silent, but her mind was a torrent of thoughts.

After all, she had never heard of any goblin causing such trouble, not directly attacking the captured female knights, but instead disguising themselves as elves to deceive, to ambush.

Suddenly, Chen Le noticed that Cas O’Bleu seemed somewhat distracted, reached out through the wooden cage, and grabbed Cas O’Bleu’s hand. A warm pink pair of panties appeared in Chen Le’s hand.

“Ah, it worked.”

He copied the skill of a goblin bandit, and unexpectedly succeeded on the first try.

Chen Le looked at the cute pink panties in his hand, very satisfied.

Cas O’Bleu, seeing Chen Le with an extra pair of girl’s underwear, was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed red, steam rising from her head.

Cas O’Bleu lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and whispered, “This behavior is very perverted, please give it back to me!”

“Well, okay, I’ll give you my spoils.”

“This was originally mine…”

Chen Le handed the small panties back, and Cas O’Bleu, with a flushed face, immediately snatched her own panties back into her hands.

At that moment, Chen Le finished grinding the herbs and stood up.

Cas O’Bleu closed her eyes, calmly waiting for a certain goblin to come in from outside, to start assaulting her without her consent, tearing her clothes, and then…

The scenes in Cas O’Bleu’s mind grew more and more chaotic, her pupils spinning like twisted spirals.

As a result, someone’s footsteps grew farther and farther away.

“Hey? Wait, where are you going?”

“Where? The herbs are ground, so of course, I’m taking them to Lila.”

“You ground the medicine for her here?”

“Of course, should I go disturb Lila?”

“…”

Cas O’Bleu watched as Chen Le walked away, curled up in the cell, and finally shamefully put on her own underwear.

“Merely a goblin, despicable!”

Chapter 19: Today, a Day Remembered in Goblin History

Night always arrives silently.

In the crude and dark dungeon, a golden goblin was recording everything that happened that day on a piece of bark.

The old goblin scholar knocked on the door, slowly pushed it open, and approached behind Chen Le.

At this moment, in the eyes of its former clan members, it felt somewhat jubilant and somewhat embarrassed in front of Chen Le.

From the moment their emperor was born, all of its clan members heard Chen Le’s true name and remembered it in their hearts.

There wasn’t a single subject who didn’t yearn to see their sovereign, not a single goblin who didn’t hope to contribute what they could for their king.

They were weak sub-humans, lifeforms at the bottom of the food chain, vulnerable to threats from any human, easily bitten to death by any ferocious beast or monster.

They were frail and timid, numb and fearful, yearning for change but powerless to effect it.

Over the years, the intelligent purple-eyed goblins always thought the old scholar was confused. It had reached an age where it no longer mourned the deaths of its clan members or fought harder as it had before.

Instead, it dozed off and daydreamed.

However, they didn’t know that the old scholar had never been confused from start to finish; on the contrary, it was very clear-minded.

It simply chose confusion in a state of clarity, unwilling to face the inevitable future, unwilling to face the present suffering that could not be changed.

That day, to escape the human encirclement, the young scholar was unwilling to accept the fate of oppression and exile for its clan.

It resolutely led its people into the more dangerous central area of the Misty Forest, driving out some of its people, using them as sacrifices to tell the humans that they were so fragile and insignificant that they didn’t need to be concerned about them.

Among them were its parents and its children.

However, people continued to kill their clan members incessantly. They had to rapidly reproduce, sending more of their people out of the central area to the periphery to fill the gaps, forming a fragile defense line.

Even hiding here, they still had to constantly face the invasion of predators.

Even though this was the poorest part of the entire Misty Forest, with dead trees and bald hills everywhere, they themselves were still inevitably preyed upon by other predators, consumed and swallowed.

It had struggled for so many years, only to realize in the end that they couldn’t do anything. It could only watch helplessly as its hard-earned children were killed one by one.

All the pressure weighed heavily on its shoulders, yet it was powerless. It could only lead its people to eke out a miserable existence in this cramped dungeon, continuing their ignoble existence to this day.

However, in this process, under the filter of the environment, the newly born individuals of their kind continued to shrink, and the intelligence of their newborns gradually faded away.

Perhaps one day, unable to withstand all this pressure, they would become pure creatures without intelligence.

And by that time, would they still be themselves?

Did their clan already declare its extinction on that day?

It wasn’t about how high the effort was, it was about the invisible hope, all the effort and struggle were not worthwhile.

And now, heaven has bestowed upon their clan hope, perhaps this is also the last hope for their clan before it disappears.

From this moment on, they would use their own bodies to pave the way to the altar for their clan’s emperor, leading them towards the divine on the precipice.

This was their clan’s belief, accumulated over thousands of years of oppression, slaughter, mockery, and being treated as nothing, erupting in defiance of death and torture in despair.

Before plunging into the abyss, they would push their noble emperor, step by step, towards the heavens.

“This is not a day of joy, Anruth, but a day to be remembered.”

Chen Le slowly turned around, looking at the old scholar goblin, Anruth, who was showing delight. He slowly closed the journal on the bark.

“Anruth, remember this day. This is a day when a noble leader, leading our people, sacrificed everything under the iron hooves of humans for the future and hope of our clan.”

“Your Majesty…”

The old scholar knew what Chen Le was talking about. Anruth, who had held out at the outskirts of the Misty Forest until the very end, was one of its children.

Chen Le lightly touched the bark diary recording the historic day with his fingertips, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

“Anruth, I will leave this forest. I will take you and the souls of our deceased clan members away from here.

Our ancestors were driven away because of their ugliness, our clan was ravaged because of its weakness, but all of this will change in the near future.

There will come a day when I will tell all the humans in this world that no race will always be so humble. If they do not seek coexistence, we will not yearn for a lowly peace either.”

Anruth slowly knelt down, his old eyes misty.

“Your Majesty, we will follow you forever.”

Night always had more than one quiet place.

In the female knight’s cell, Cas O’Bleu’s eyes silently stared at the cell door, leaning against the cold wall, listening to the sound from the room behind her.

She hugged her knees, silent in this dark night.

That year, there was a noble girl who casually put her hands in her pockets, unaware of what it meant to have a destined affection.

Until one day, the girl saw a human maid with pointed ears, stunned for a long time.

Such ears were so beautiful in her eyes.

Her mother told her that those were the fine ears of an elf.

From her mother’s words, the girl learned that there was a noble existence called an elf in this world.

And that maid, had elf blood flowing in her veins.

The girl’s mother didn’t know that her explanation opened up a whole new world for her daughter, leading her onto an irreversible path.

The noble girl was like a prisoner falling into the abyss, developing an extremely intense, even obsessive, fervent love for this race with beautiful ears.

The fine ears of the elves seemed to strike a chord in the young girl’s heart, awakening some strange XP within her.

She began frantically searching for information about elves in books. After seeing more and more half-elves, her desire for the elves did not diminish, but rather grew stronger.

That day, she raised the sword in her hand, full of heroic spirit.

She told herself that if the next born was not a brother but a sister, she would go to the distant Elven Forest to find the elves for herself.

Finding an elf husband and bringing him back was her dream.

Fortunately, her father’s concubine gave birth again, and it was still a daughter.

She began to chase after her dream.

The words of the girl at the time were heard by the tutors in the kingdom’s academy she attended, which caused a light laughter.

Chapter 20: When Should We Have Children?

The gentle tutor advised her to give up and told her about the history of elves and humans.

“From a long, long time ago, for elves, being with humans is like humans being with goblins, a great insult to them.

The people who once successfully lived with elves in this world are only those great figures from ancient legends.

And the elves living in our human world now are almost all mixed-blood elves because of the extremely thin bloodline. Except for their pointed ears, their appearance is very similar to ours humans.

To pure-blood elves, mixed-blood elves like these are as lowly and dirty as goblins.

In terms of bloodline, if there are no other unique features of elves besides pointed ears, such as luminous and flawless skin, eyes as precious as gemstones, hair as beautiful as flowing water, powerful and majestic magic, and long and enduring lifespan, then people in our human world also consider these mixed-blood elves as humans, not elves.

If your dream is this, then the road ahead for you will be very long, because you must at least become a legendary hero, move kingdoms with your actions, and make the world cheer for you.

Only then will you have a chance to achieve this seemingly unreachable dream.

But we must know that our life, there are no shortcuts.”

Don’t look at the invisible road ahead, because it’s not in front of you.

This was the last sentence the tutor told her at the time.

But now, her dream, it seemed as if it was about to come true on its own.

The book said, when faced with setbacks, just accept them, because no one’s life remains unchanged.

Cas O’Bleu lay down in the blanket prepared for her by Chen Le, a shimmer of moisture on her rosy little face.

She was prepared to lie down and accept it, just as the book said.

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