Human King

Chapter 73: New Village (3)

"V-vorg..." The Town Chief muttered weakly as he felt the pressure rising from Vorg.

He knew who Vorg was. He was the Clan Leader of the mightiest and strongest clan existing in the world of goblins.

However, even Vorg cannot make the Town Chief change his mind.

His goblins were being threatened here, so it wasn't the ideal place for them to live in anymore.

"I won't take negotiations. I'm in a hurry." Vorg said, rather threateningly.

His fangs were showing, and his eyes were bloodshot red, making him look more scary than usual.

Well, he was already scary, even in his normal look.

However, the Town Chief is also a goblin. Even if his legs were destroyed, his spirit is not.

It's just that his spirit was burning and fighting for something else. Vorg wasn't fighting for the goblins' safety, so the Town Chief would gladly fight Vorg for it even if he dies.

"Vorg, we followed the Five Great Clans, and yet this is how you treat us? Are you serious right now?"

The Town Chief's voice was calm even though he was facing the pressure of someone who is way, way stronger than him.

Well, it was just a front, but it was true that he wanted to protect his goblins.

And because of his feelings, Vorg's expression stiffened a little bit.

He knew how these goblins were followers of the Five Great Clans.

He knew just what these goblins did for him.

He knew these goblins sincerely believed in him.

He knew...

'It's because I know...' Vorg thought as he closed his eyes.

It's because he knew that he was trying to do this.

It's because he knew that he was willing to die with them.

It's because he knew that he was trying to conquer them right now.

It's because he knew...that he doesn't want them to experience the same humiliation that he went through.

'Right...I can't waver. I can't defeat that piece of shit like this...'

Vorg shook his head as he opened his eyes again.

He withdrew his power that was towering over the other goblins, and when the goblins felt it, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, withdrawing it is something similar to acceding to what the Town Chief said.

However...

"Right, I should just force you from the start."

Zhoooong!

Vorg's eyes turned sharp, and his body emitted a black light.

The black light covered his whole body, and soon, it extended as if it had tentacles as its arms.

Whoooo.

Those tentacles moved very slowly, yet the wind was being pushed by it.

The pressure that came with it was so immense that even the other colored goblins couldn't stand it.

That was only natural considering Vorg's strength.

He was a goblin who had led the Five Great Clans for many years.

He was the one who always stood at the top.

He was the one who was keeping the throne clean from any usurpers.

It was only natural that he would be stronger than any goblin present here.

Zhuuung! Boom!

When the goblins blinked once, Vorg could no longer be seen from their eyes.

No...He just moved somewhere else with a speed that the strongest Strayman present couldn't even detect.

Pop!

Splash!

And that strongest Strayman...the Town chief's head popped as if it were a balloon that was poked by a needle.

His blood flew to the air, danced with the wind, and landed on the ground, on his goblins, and finally...to the one who killed him, on Vorg.

Vorg then licked his bloodstained lips before speaking.

"There are no more negotiations."

All that happened within the span of a second. So, of course, the weaker goblins couldn't see the beginning of Vorg's moves.

They only looked blankly at the blood flowing from the headless corpse of the Town Chief.

And as they came to...

"Bastard! How dare you kill the Town Chief! Is this how you repay us for our loyalty?!"

However, not one could follow that goblin's harsh tone.

Splash.

After all, that goblin died the same way as the Town Chief did.

Thud!

His body fell to the ground with a loud sound, and blood flowed from his neck nonstop.

The remaining pieces of his head couldn't even be seen.

That was how brutal what happened was.

And so, the goblins could only clench their teeth at this sudden domination of a powerful ally, no...enemy.

However, not all of them wished to die.

Some wanted to live, while some wanted to protect the Town Chief's principles.

They wouldn't rush to their deaths just because they didn't like this goblin's way.

The top dog will be the top dog until one can replace him. That was how hierarchy worked on the goblins.

And so...

Thud!

...They all knelt on the ground as they spoke.

"W-we will surrender..."

Their voice was full of weakness and was quiet.

Whooo.

Only the sound of the wind blowing could be heard as Vorg already left to talk with Moris.

****

"I hope you won't mind this, Moris." Vorg spoke while facing Moris.

It seems he was resolute in his decision.

After all, they already had a difference in opinion before coming here.

What would happen now that Vorg decided to kill the Town Chief and take the Town for himself?

"I understand you, Vorg. It's just...The Clan I am from does not want to see this happen. For the mighty Vorg of the Tabak Clan to kill the Strayman we were supposed to protect..."

Vorg didn't answer and just looked at Moris.

"I-" Moris hesitated for a while.

He didn't want to say this to Vorg, who was just considering the goblin's future.

Of course, even though they had a different way to go with it, they still had the same goal.

That was what making Moris hesitate.

But it didn't take long for him to make a decision.

He clenched his teeth and made a fist with his hands. He then looked up and stared straight at Vorg's eyes.

"I will leave. I will make the other goblins follow my way, and you do yours. I just can't watch it with my own eyes."

Shuuu.

Moris then turned around to leave, and his gray body disappeared as he walked into the shadows of the forest.

Vorg just watched him leave without saying a word.

He was fine with this.

After all, who was he to force his own convictions on someone else?

Well, he was already forcing the Straymen on it, and he just didn't want to add more to the fire.

"Huuu." A sigh escaped his lips.

Vorg turned his head to the sky; his face was full of worries as he spoke.

"Oh, king, when will you save the goblins who are suffering?"

His voice was full of sorrow, and his eyes were watering.

Whooo.

The winds blew as Vorg wiped off the tear from his eyes.

"King..."

****

"Haaah. I guess this is what you call a toast after a victory."

Dawn said after drinking the blood from an animal.

He was currently standing on the very edge of the fourth village where the village chief from last night ruled over.

As he stood, he felt the results of his victory, and that is the sight in front of him.

Dawn was intoxicated with this feeling, and he only sat down here ever since they came here.

He allowed his goblins to take their time to get used to the south, where stronger monsters would appear. Of course, this meant that stronger goblins are also in here.

And that was why Dawn didn't plan to stop here, stopping in just conquering the Four Big Villages.

His goblin nature was telling him that it would be more fun in the next village or whatever it would be called.

His goblin nature was telling him that he could fight stronger opponents if he took another step towards the south.

And that was true. For Dawn, a Goblin Great Count, he could see a village...a Town far away from where he is sitting.

He couldn't see the shape or any of its goblins, but he knew that there was a being stronger than him there.

The outline of the village could be seen, and Dawn was trying to bare his sharp fangs at it!

Well, not literally.

He just imagined how he was going to do it.

Should I do it now? Should I order my goblins to scout over there? Should I send Didi to warn them?

All kinds of thoughts were circulating on Dawn's mind.

After all, Dawn was a bona fide goblin. And, a goblin is a creature you could consider a battle maniac.

It was then.

When Dawn was about to take another drink from the rabbit laid down on his foot, a disturbance from his back was heard.

No, he could see it quite literally as his senses were much more developed.

"I still can't get used to it..." Dawn said meekly as he finally stood up and went back to the village.

After all, the cause of the disturbance was something he was also waiting for after the war.