
Goblin Colony.
In a place where the city around the castle of the Demon King once existed, the Goblins were living an unfettered and free lifestyle.
Rough wooden fences, houses that gather together are built by randomly picking up tree branches and dry wood around.
It was a primitive society where the people who had strong tree branches were the stronger ones, the stronger ones, and where there were Goblin Shamans who performed strange chants would advise the leaders of the colonies.
That is the activity of the Goblins that can be found anywhere, all must be there. At the center of the colony it looks clearly like that.
With the amount of forest fruits taken from around the crops today placed before his eyes, the village chief reprimanded the helplessness of his village residents.
Since they did not have the ability to kill even a single beast, the Goblins' staple diet was mainly fruits.
It would be easy to hunt animals if they could use a slightly better selection of weapons, but Goblins lacked the intelligence to produce it.
The situation of Goblins on this continent is more depressing than the Goblins that often appear in anime or novels, which usually show the ferocity of the Goblins.
“Chairman, something will happen.”
“What Are Humans?”
“That's Man?”
Young goblins had never seen a Human in person. They had only heard of the evil Humans called Heroes from the tales passed down in their colonies.
However, the same was true for the Village Chief.
Therefore, he had no confidence when looking at "them" as they approached.
Consisting of a two-man party, the group had a height about twice the size of their own body.
The man was wearing luxurious clothes that were all black themed. He has black hair and red eyes.
As for the woman, she wore an elegant and clean looking outfit with a black and white theme. He had a strong armor and shield, as well as a beautiful sword. He also had the same black hair and red eyes as the man.
Even if he did not know whether they were human or not, the Village Chief thought that the weapon looked powerful.
And sure there is no mistake that the clothes are also extraordinary objects. He thinks it's for sure, all those things would fit him better.
Thinking of such foolish things, the Village Chief imagined a version of himself that looked strong and cool.
And then, turning towards the approaching Human-like group, the Village Chief raised his voice.
“Man! Leave the stuff!”
When the Village Chief banged the tree branch he used instead of a stick to the ground to make a sound, the surrounding Goblins also took a fighting position with their own tree branches.
As intimidation, they let out growls and bloodlust.
However, as if completely unconcerned about it, the woman spoke to the man about something, and then approached the Village Chief on a leisurely walk.
The Village Chief did not understand why that person was approaching but one thing was certain.
They are looked down upon.
When the person was almost in front of him, the Village Chief raised his voice to give orders to the Goblins.
“Kill!”
However, at the time he stated it──
The silent atmosphere was a result of the shrill sound being made.
That's cold.
His back teeth are shaking.
He can't move.
Wrongfully.
This is fear.
The village chief recognized him by instinct.
It came from the red-eyed woman that was in front of his eyes.
The woman's eyes, sparkling.
Those eyes, they're scary.
A fear that felt as if his heart was gripped tightly.
The source of the fear, did not stop walking.
Slowly but surely, he walked ... and looked at the Village Chief, and he opened his mouth.
“Who will you kill?”
The Village Chief was frightened and shook his head to the side.
To say that he didn't mean it.
To say that he didn't think they were a terrifying opponent.
The stupid reason that appeared in his mind disappeared.
What came out of the Village Chief's mouth was, just one word.
“Hih~, please ....”.
It was, a word that asked for his life to be released.
The woman kicked the flying Village Chief with eyes that were as if she was looking at dirt.
“Doubuh!”
With just a movement that was as if he was kicking a rock at his feet, he flew up, the Village Chief was knocked and bounced off falling to the ground.
Not a single Goblin tried to save the Village Chief. If they made a careless move, they themselves would be next.
With just instinct, the Goblin understood that.
For this reason, they rub their heads on the ground. To show that they had no will to resist, they reached out their hands in front of them.
They do not even know that this is a movement that signifies surrender and a request for forgiveness.
“...... Announcement for you Goblin.”
As she stood in front of the Goblin prostrating in front of her, Eina shouted in a clear voice.
“From now on, you have the honor to listen to the words of Demon King Varvatos that will be given to you all. Carve every word into your body, and obey the will of the Demon King without the slightest hesitation.”
The little hearts of the Goblins reacted to the word "honor".
And then, the Goblin souls reacted to the words "Demon King".
Demon King.
Their souls understood that the word was something special.
“...... O Goblin.”
The goblin listened to the young man's voice while still falling prostrate.
“Decoluted! This colony, will be directly under the Demon King from now on.”
Although Goblins do not understand the detailed meaning of it. But looking, the most honorable and powerful Village Chief was defeated before.
The Goblins thought that in that case, they had no other choice but to obey the man.
“For all of you as well, I will make you all be a suitable person for such a role. Is there any objection?”
There shouldn't be.
No, even if there were some complaints──they would probably be instantly killed by that woman, that was what the Goblins feared.
Looking at the silent Goblins, Demon King Varvatos nodded.
“Yosh alright, in that case ..... one of the representatives should come forward to us.”
Representative, that means Village Chief. However, the Village Chief was still unconscious. "in that case", a Goblin who felt herself strong raised her head.
“L, then Agur. Agur, strong.”
“Good, then who is Agur?”
Because of Varvatos words, he desperately pointed to himself.
“A, Agur is Agur. Because Agur is Agur.”
“Devil King, looks like this Goblin is Agur.”
“...... Ahh, so it's like that.”
From Eina's words, Varvatos realized that Goblins don't have words like “aku” or “me” pointing at themselves. And then, he called himself the third person of Agur.
“In this case, we will go to the castle, Agur.”
Agur confusedly stood up, and held his own wooden stick in his hand. It was an important weapon that signified the power of Agur.
He was afraid that if he left it, it would be stolen from him, and his rank in the colony would change.
“Devil King, what do you plan to do by bringing this ‘benda’ to the castle?”
In response to Eina's question that could be called reasonable, Varvatos smiled with a face that looked like a young child appearing with a joke.
“It's a simple story. Einza ...... If I'm not mistaken, there are still a lot of stones left in the castle, right?”