“Never trouble trouble till trouble troubles you.”

 

…

 

“This goblin cave doesn’t seem right,” Kemon gradually noticed something amiss as he dug and collapsed goblins.

 

After Naga applied auxiliary magic to Kemon, she sat nearby, waiting. Though an elderly assassin reluctantly assisted in digging for money to buy longevity medicine.

 

Naga asked, “What’s wrong?”

 

“When I was young, I slaughtered many goblin caves. Goblin caves are actually quite clean, without much clutter. Though goblins use fire, even if it gets out of hand, the flames wouldn’t be too intense. The caves, being underground, are surrounded by earth and wouldn’t collapse easily. The collapse of this cave seems suspicious, like it was artificially manipulated,” Kemon explained.

 

Hearing her husband’s words, Naga’s expression subtly changed, her gaze turning cold.

 

“It seems we’re right to come here. I’ve heard in the guild that many goblins in various places have become agitated lately. There’s a high probability that there are higher-level intelligent goblin individuals here than the Purple Demon Goblins. Purple Demon Goblins have almost human intelligence, and higher-level goblins are even smarter, inheriting some memories of their goblin ancestors. They are cunning. Perhaps that higher-level goblin is in the Misty Forest.”

 

“The Red Devil Goblin?” Naga inquired.

 

Kemon, lost in thought, responded, “I encountered one before when I was on a business trip with others elsewhere. The strength of a Red Devil Goblin is about that of a silver-level adventurer. The trouble is, Red Devil Goblins have a higher probability of giving birth to Purple Demon Goblins and White Ghost Goblins. Although these two types of goblins aren’t much trouble individually, the stronger ones are only at the level of bronze-level adventurers, but in large numbers, they can be troublesome.”

 

Naga’s cold gaze shifted toward the deeper parts of the Misty Forest. “The goblin agitation started not long ago, and it won’t take long for that Red Devil Goblin to grow up. Plus, hundreds of goblins have already been wiped out here by Count Earl Rogerson’s extermination team. They must still be in a state of great injury. Seizing this opportunity, we can wipe out all the goblins here and deny them the chance to breed. We’ve come here; we must eliminate the potential threat.”

 

Upon hearing his wife’s words, Kemon burst into laughter. “Let’s give those goblins who think they’ve escaped a catastrophe a surprise, a shock from humans.”

 

Although they were about to exterminate other creatures, upon hearing that it was goblins to be exterminated, the three were unsurprised. Indeed, goblins were regarded as a species that should be eradicated.

 

It took the three of them two days to dig out the bodies from the collapsed goblin cave. It wasn’t until the third day that the badly burned bodies trapped in the goblin cave were finally dragged out.

 

The three had seen many bodies and had experienced a lot, so they were already used to it.

 

However, Naga noticed a problem.

 

“The bodies are not right. This isn’t the body of a sixteen-year-old girl.”

 

Chapter 31: Killing Her Husband, Proving Yourself

 

Naga walked to the body and, through the wounds on the body and the skeleton of the female corpse, accurately deduced the truth.

 

“Advanced goblins need human females to breed. I’m afraid Lady Andayal, and that female knight who went missing after being attacked by goblins, are still alive and imprisoned in a goblin cave in the Misty Forest, enduring inhuman torture from the goblins.”

 

“These goblins are quite cunning. Unfortunately, they’ve met my perceptive wife. With a single glance, she sees the truth. There’s no time to lose; let’s go and make them see the cruelty of the world.”

 

The three returned the bodies to the burnt-out cave they had dug open and sealed the entrance before heading deeper into the Misty Forest.

 

Unbeknownst to them, as they passed through the territory of wild forest wolves and crossed a sparse wooded area before entering the central region, they also entered the view of goblin scouts.

 

In that instant, the information of the three individuals was immediately captured by the goblins who had been waiting for them.

 

Individual Name: Sage Clan (Naga)

 

Age: 58 years

 

Attack Power: 6 (+19)

 

Vitality: 26 (+50)

 

Magic: 30 (+245)

 

Intelligence: 26 (+70)

 

Resistance to Attacks: 1 (+2)

 

Magic Resistance: 4 (+14)

 

Attribute: Water

 

Occupation: Advanced Priest (Undesignated)

 

Special Skill: Life Sublimation

 

Inherited Talent: Life Sublimation

 

Current Hope Value: 46

 

…

 

Individual Name: Human Civilian (Kemon)

 

Age: 48 years

 

Attack Power: 7 (+77)

 

Vitality: 31 (+145)

 

Magic: 2 (+0)

 

Intelligence: 23 (+40)

 

Resistance to Attacks: 5 (+20)

 

Magic Resistance: 1 (+10)

 

Attribute: Earth

 

Occupation: Advanced Berserker (Undesignated)

 

Special Skill: None

 

Inherited Talent: None

 

Current Hope Value: 47

 

…

 

Individual Name: Human Civilian (Miser)

 

Age: 1 (+2) years

 

Attack Power: 8 (+89)

 

Vitality: 29 (+74)

 

Magic: 11 (+46)

 

Intelligence: 26 (+51)

 

Resistance to Attacks: 5 (+2)

 

Magic Resistance: 1 (+0)

 

Attribute: Dark Water (Second Tier)

 

Occupation: Advanced Assassin (Undesignated)

 

Special Skill: None

 

Inherited Talent: None

 

Current Hope Value: 10

 

Through the eyes of the goblin scout, Chen Le captured the flawless beauty of Naga, along with her data.

 

“Total magic power of 275, with a magic depth of 3. With the additional amplification from the priest’s magic staff in her hand, the magic released probably has a depth of at least level 4.”

 

“This woman would probably be a several-star silver-level adventurer if she were an adventurer.”

 

It had to be admitted, the position of Goblin Mother suited her perfectly.

 

The man and the old man both had high attack power. With the additional attack power from their weapons, the White Ghost Goblins couldn’t withstand them for long.

 

However, the man who could stand in the front line had relatively weak magic resistance. If he encountered magical attacks, he would easily falter.

 

The support of the priest and the combat power of the berserker complemented each other, with an assassin hidden on the side, ready to strike at the enemy’s backline vulnerable to magical attacks.

 

This was indeed a good team.

 

However, this team also had a fatal flaw.

 

Who would protect the priest?

 

Perhaps they were very confident in the priest’s ability to protect herself.

 

Or perhaps they simply looked down on these goblins.

 

They probably didn’t expect that these mere goblins now controlled the wolf pack, set traps, and had over twenty advanced goblins.

 

They swarmed in, using quantity to compensate for quality and overwhelm them.

 

Hmm? Wait a moment.

 

Chen Le’s gaze finally fell on the old man, whose remaining lifespan of three years and hope value of 10 were particularly eye-catching.

 

Perhaps things could be made simpler.

 

…

 

“Indeed, it’s goblins.”

 

After entering the central area, Kemon encountered several goblins along the way, swinging his large sword, bloodied with goblin blood, as he chatted and laughed.

 

Naga smiled at her husband’s heroic appearance as if they weren’t taking lives but cleansing filth.

 

They weren’t committing evil deeds; they were doing good.

 

Miser stood on a tree, seemingly indifferent, but deep within his pupils hid a trace of fear.

 

It was strange because he was an assassin, long accustomed to life and death.

 

But in reality, he wasn’t afraid of the deaths of other lives; he trembled at the thought of his own life wilting away.

 

Miser could clearly feel that the day of his demise was not far off.

 

Suddenly, a thick killing intent emanated from afar.

 

As the most sensitive to killing intent, the assassin Miser immediately sensed something amiss and silently moved away from the two, stealthily approaching the source of the killing intent.

 

Miser hid behind a large tree, concealing his presence, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

 

Not far from the large tree, a Red Devil Goblin rode a fierce forest wolf three to four meters long, wielding an iron spear and clad in leather armor, exuding a dangerous aura all over.

 

However, Miser, concealed in the shadows, remained unfazed. He slowly put on his black gloves, emitting a strange black mist all over his body. This black mist not only better concealed his figure and presence but also contained magic toxicity enough to numb the vast majority of opponents.

 

However, just as he was about to make a move, a rough voice sounded.

 

“Aren’t we going to have a chat, human?”

 

Was he discovered? Or was he intentionally lured over?

 

Miser’s old face was full of disdain and didn’t emerge from his hiding place. “Huh, just a goblin. What’s there to talk about?”

 

A golden light flashed in the eyes of the Red Devil Goblin, but it said, “For someone with little time left like you, this is a rare opportunity.”

 

At the moment the Red Devil Goblin spoke these words, Miser’s pupils slightly dilated, then contracted.

 

Miser slowly emerged from behind the large tree and stood not far from the Red Devil Goblin, near another large tree.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

The Red Devil Goblin didn’t turn around, stating, “Human life is always so fragile. Compared to noble races like elves and angels, in their eyes, you humans always appear weak and helpless. That’s just how you humans are. No matter how hard you try, no matter how strong you become, there’s always a limit to your lifespan.”

 

Miser’s old face turned cold as he retorted, “And you goblins have the audacity to speak to me? Your entire lifespan doesn’t even match the time I’ve already lived. With that said, what do you want to achieve by talking to me?”

 

At this moment, the Red Devil Goblin’s voice sounded like a demonic whisper as it said, “Have you heard of our king?”

 

Goblin King!

 

Upon hearing this term, Miser couldn’t help but be moved.

 

If there was anything that could inspire awe in a race as despised and scorned as goblins, it would be the Black Tyrant and the Silver King.