I, the Goblin Emperor, Rule the World - EP.32

The expressions on the faces of the three men became increasingly grim.

 

Chen Le tightly gripped Kita’s neck, his pupils flashing with hostility.

 

“Do you think I will show mercy to you? You have seen things you shouldn’t have seen. You killed my people in front of me. Do you still think you can leave my lair unharmed?”

 

“W… Why!”

 

Kita, struggling under Chen Le’s grip, managed to utter a voice.

 

“You… You are an elf. Clearly, you could find a better girl than Tarian. Why her?”

 

“Have you misunderstood something?” Chen Le tightened his grip, cutting off his last breath. “It’s because you trespassed here and attacked us. You had a chance to survive. You were likely trying to understand us, attempting to eliminate us. Unfortunately, I am not some noble elf. I am also a goblin.”

 

Upon hearing this, the three finally understood everything.

 

“Bastard! Tarian, wake up!!”

 

They hysterically shouted, hoping Tarian would wake up at this moment and see everything clearly.

 

But their shouts were ultimately in vain. The exhausted girl would eventually wake up naturally in the arms of a goblin.

 

“From now on, she will be my first love and stay by my side forever. As for you, perish, pitiful humans.”

 

As the three fell in battle and their bodies were taken away, goblins crowded outside the door, gazing at the girl covered by the blanket with joyful eyes.

 

Chen Le slowly turned his head back, gazing deeply at the girl on the bed.

 

The poor girl had no idea that at this moment, she was surrounded by hordes of ugly goblins.

 

All traces were being erased. The damaged door was repaired, and what disappeared were the adventurers. What remained were traces of their unauthorized departure from the goblin lair, followed by the illusion of being killed by the overlord.

 

The crisis in the goblin lair quietly ended, and a new day of vigorous development was about to begin.

 

Once again, the information of the new Goblin Mother Tarian appeared in front of Chen Le.

 

Individual name: Heroic Clan (Tarian)

 

Lifespan: 57 years

 

Attack power: 8 (+73)

 

Life force: 31 (+154)

 

Magic power: 15 (+52)

 

Intelligence: 24 (+42)

 

Resistance to attacks: 5 (+25)

 

Resistance to magic: 3 (+15)

 

Attribute: Fire

 

Occupation: Advanced Warrior (Unspecified)

 

Special skills: None

 

Inherited talent: Hero’s Soul

 

Current hope value: 46

 

(Hero’s Soul: Probability of summoning a goblin hero)

 

Chapter 51: The Fallen Elf Prince

 

“Mmm…”

 

On the morning of a new day, an extremely pleasant sensation surged through her entire body.

 

The woman on the bed slowly awakened, feeling some soreness in her body, but more than that, there was a sense of pleasure she had never experienced before, instinctively making her indulge in this feeling.

 

Scenes from last night kept flooding into her mind, gradually transforming her body and mind into that of a gentlemanly elf.

 

However, lying on the bed, Tarian still detected a strange scent of blood.

 

From outside the room, there were faint cries of goblins.

 

It seemed that something bad was happening outside.

 

Tarian, dragging her slightly sore body, sat up from the bed. The warm blanket slipped off her clean and beautiful body, and in the dim underground room, a slight chill permeated the surroundings.

 

Picking up the clothes beside her, Tarian got dressed. With a gait that made her feet slightly unsteady, she cautiously made her way towards the door.

 

The closer she got to the door, the clearer the sounds outside became. Faint vibrations also emanated from above the ground, indicating that something bad had already happened.

 

Tarian’s heart tightened slightly as she opened the door and stepped outside.

 

But as soon as she stepped out of the room, a thick smell of blood hit her, causing her stomach to churn.

 

As a female warrior, this was something she was accustomed to, but since last night, she seemed to have become much more delicate. Something earth-shattering seemed to have changed within her body.

 

Looking outside, she saw many heavily injured goblins groaning in the corridor, being carried into the underground hall by other goblins.

 

“Kita? Zuo Jie? Kurok?”

 

Outside her companions’ rooms, Tarian found no one responding.

 

Pushing the door open, she found the rooms empty.

 

She continued forward, searching for their traces, and checking on the condition of the goblins.

 

After arriving at the underground hall, a tragic scene unfolded before her eyes.

 

Dozens of goblins lay in the hall, severely injured and on the verge of death, with even a dozen or so already dead.

 

Several purple demon goblins were directing other goblins, nervously tending to their wounds.

 

In a corner, two injured white ghost goblins sat there, their faces filled with tears, crying out in pain like children.

 

More goblins emerged from deeper underground tunnels, wielding weapons as they walked through the corridor outside the hall, heading towards the exit with a solemn expression, exuding a sense of solemnity.

 

Many of these goblins that suddenly appeared were ones she hadn’t seen yesterday, but now, what she most wanted to know was what had happened here.

 

“Lady Tarian, please return to your room and rest. We will take care of things here,” said the elderly purple demon goblin standing beside Tarian, shocking her with its ability to speak.

 

Tarian looked at Anruth and, seeing the wisdom in the elder’s demeanor, couldn’t help but ask, “What happened?”

 

While she was astonished that the purple demon goblin could speak, her foremost concern now was where her companions had gone and where the gentle Mr. Le was.

 

Upon being asked, a look of sorrow appeared on Anruth’s elderly face as it said, “The Overlord caught wind of your scent. It found this place, discovered our cave, and launched an attack on us and its children.”

 

Living in the dangerous wilderness, learning to throw feces in other places to spread the smell and lure predators away from the real nest, was one of the common ways to avoid danger in the wild.

 

However, the appearance of the four humans, bringing unfamiliar scents with them, instantly led the goblin lair to be located.

 

Originally, the attack of the Overlord yesterday was just an illusion created by the goblins to deceive ignorant adventurers. But who knew that late last night, the Overlord emerged from the central area of the forest with its offspring.

 

The goblins left outside were attacked.

 

The goblins had intended to flee into the cave to avoid the attacking Overlord. However, the Overlord found the location of the lair again and came with great force.

 

The Overlord was not interested in the crops within the goblin territory. It seemed to be seeking out the advanced goblins among the goblins to feed its offspring.

 

The offspring of the Overlord didn’t necessarily become Overlords themselves, but the Overlords used a large amount of precious herbs and other nutrient-rich species to nurture their offspring, inevitably giving birth to a new Overlord.

 

“Their audacity forced His Majesty to leave the cave and go out to confront them.”

 

The goblin emperor, with only low-star Overlord-level strength, had a gap that was difficult to bridge compared to the veteran Overlords. However, with the enemy bringing a cub, one wrong move and the cub would perish at His Majesty’s hands.

 

Thus, they threatened the other Overlord to leave the goblin territory.

 

After learning of everything that had happened, Tarian couldn’t help but feel anxious, but Anruth stopped her from preparing to go out to join the fight.

 

“Please return to your room and rest, Lady Tarian. You are the beloved of our Majesty, and we do not wish for you to come to any harm.”

 

“Tarian: Majesty?”

 

When asked about this by the old purple demon goblin Anruth, there was a long silence, and finally, it sighed and said:

 

“As you can see, I can speak the language of humans, but in fact, I was not originally a goblin. I was just a half-elf attendant who followed His Majesty.

 

That day, we were traveling outside when we encountered a necromancer who had always been hostile to His Majesty. Envious of His Majesty’s appearance and kind personality, the necromancer cursed him, sealing part of His Majesty’s power and binding his bloodline with the goblins. I was also turned into an ugly goblin.

 

His Majesty was originally a noble elf prince with the bloodline of the elf king and human strongmen, and even among the elves, he had a considerable status. But unfortunately, the curse prepared by that necromancer was too malicious.

 

Because his bloodline was tainted and he refused to kill me, a useless attendant who had followed him for a long time, and even left me by his side, he was ultimately rejected and expelled by other elves.

 

With me in tow, His Majesty wandered around and eventually came here.

 

To this day, His Majesty is constantly researching, hoping to one day break the curse.”

 

“What does it mean for the bloodline to be tainted?” Tarian asked.

 

Anruth hesitated for a moment before saying, “The children born to you and His Majesty will become goblins.”

 

Upon hearing this, Tarian’s face turned pale, and she reached out to touch her own stomach.

 

Anruth quickly added, “But rest assured, His Majesty has discovered in his constant struggle against the necromancer’s curse that as long as he continues to bear children, the curse of the necromancer will be continuously weakened.

 

In the near future, His Majesty will become purer than he is now, and you and His Majesty’s children will also become stronger, approaching the purity of the elven race.”

 

Also, because we have become like this, we are supported and loved by the goblins. They submit to His Majesty and will absolutely not harm you.”

 

Chapter 52: I’m Willing to Bear Your Children

 

“He must be suffering a lot, right? His own child was cursed and turned into a goblin.”

 

Tarian’s face showed a color of sadness. A noble elf, but her child turned into an ugly goblin. What kind of malicious person could come up with such a dreadful curse?

 

Anruth looked at the sorrow on Tarian’s face and fell silent.

 

Obviously, this was beyond its expectations.

 

It had wondered what expression the girl would have after hearing this. Would it be disgust, hatred, or even anger, launching an attack on them?

 

However, this girl unexpectedly accepted such a thing, not with resentment but with sympathy for His Majesty.

 

After a moment of silence, Anruth slowly knelt down in front of the human before it, kneeling willingly like a pitiful old man, slowly lowering its body to Tarian.

 

Even though Tarian still despised them as goblins, she did not despise their Majesty. That was enough for them to treat her kindly.

 

“You are the most innocent human girl I have ever seen. Your kindness shines so brightly in the eyes of this ugly goblin.

 

His Majesty didn’t dare to tell you, because even with such a perfect Majesty, facing a human like you who he fell in love with at first sight, carrying the curse, His Majesty was afraid you would reject him.

 

But at this moment, this old fellow really feels happy for His Majesty, being able to meet a human girl like you who can understand him.

 

You must be the gift bestowed upon His Majesty by the heavens. I humbly request that you stay by His Majesty’s side.

 

His Majesty sincerely hopes that you can stay here, by his side.”

 

“I… want to see him.”

 

Tarian slowly raised her head, touched her stomach, and then left the goblin hall, running towards the exit of the goblin lair.

 

“Wait, it’s dangerous there!”

 

Anruth was about to stop Tarian, but looking at her figure, it eventually stopped its action.

 

Well, let her see the magnificent figure of His Majesty.

 

Hurrying through the dark passages of the goblin lair, the beautiful girl Tarian went straight towards the bright exit of the cave. Gradually, the sounds from outside rushed into her ears through the entrance.

 

The closer she got to the cave, the clearer the sounds became.

 

The wind brought with it the rustling of sand and fallen leaves, roaring in the outside world.

 

With the rushing wind came the scent of blood and an invisible pressure, permeating the air and sending shivers down the skin.

 

Tarian’s body trembled slightly, and an inexplicable chill made her wonder about the scene outside at this moment.

 

After stepping into the light, the dazzling sunlight blocked her vision.