"Gnome!" The knight said curiously after seeing the green-skinned dwarf surrounded by people on the ground. Obviously, the knowledgeable Knight Lagrande quickly determined the race of this creature.
"Why are there goblins here?" The leading knight touched his helmet in surprise.
"Keep an eye on him! I'll report to His Highness!" The knight couldn't make up his mind and had to turn around to look for Roland.
"What happened?" Roland asked after seeing that only one knight had returned. It seemed that something had happened.
"Your Highness, our people found a... goblin in the fields." The knight said with a strange expression.
"What? Goblins? Are you kidding me? There are goblins in this place? Aren't goblins hiding in the Far North and barely surviving?" Roland said speechlessly.
"I don't know! Why are the goblins here to join in the fun?" Renault's face looked ugly. Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, goblins, goblins, centaurs, etc. have all gathered in the Rhovanion area. There are enough to set up a few mahjong tables. The already chaotic Rhovanion area has experienced two battles of the Lonely Mountain... and it has become even more chaotic!
"Oh! Bring the goblins here and ask them!" Roland sighed. The War of the Ring hasn't even started yet and all kinds of monsters have already appeared.
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"It's a goblin indeed... He looks... quite distinctive!" Roland bravely examined the goblin before him, only to feel a wave of discomfort in his stomach... He was short in stature, with pale green skin... He seemed to be born with a forgiving nature, with short limbs, a large head crowned by a pair of bright eyes and a long, pointed nose. His sparse hair made him look incredibly old. The funniest thing about him was that he was clad in ill-fitting clothes, like a sack...
"Greetings, Lord!" To everyone's surprise, the goblin in front of them actually knelt on one knee and performed an elegant aristocratic salute.
"Am I...dazzled?" Caslo said in disbelief.
"I'm afraid this eye can't be kept anymore... Is it because I've seen too many people and my eyes are blurry?" Lance, who happened to be walking by, saw this scene and suddenly he stood there in a daze as if he had been electrocuted.
"Goblins are so polite now..." Renault's mouth twitched.
Only Roland had a calm expression, showing no emotion at all. In fact, Roland's heart was already in turmoil.
Roland had once received a quest in the game that retold the glorious past of goblin civilization. He had the privilege of witnessing the goblins' once-glorious alchemical civilization and their sophisticated magical artifacts. Countless goblin wizards and alchemists relied on powerful magic and alchemical artifacts to protect their land and wage war... Until one day, the vast goblin empire crumbled overnight. Countless goblins fled north, struggling to survive in the Far North. The remaining goblins sought refuge among various tribes, but having lost their vast wealth, the goblins couldn't find work among them... After all, alchemy costs money! Short and frail, goblins were no match for dwarves, and even odd jobs were frowned upon... Gradually, driven by a need to survive, the goblins resorted to stealing and robbing... The once-prosperous goblin race became a pariah.
"Huh!" Roland suppressed the shock in his heart, adjusted his mentality, and then spoke slowly.
"Mr. Goblin, what brings you into my territory?" Roland didn't dare treat the goblins like street rats. After all, the goblin clan had once been wealthy! You know the magic scroll? The kind that anyone can use by simply tearing it open. The original inventor of this thing wasn't nature's favorite elves, but the diminutive goblins. The world sees goblins as dirty, greedy, cunning, and huddled in dark caves... a series of derogatory terms, but Roland knew the goblin clan truly had a profound heritage!
"I'm sorry, my lord, I have mistakenly entered your territory. I am willing to abide by your laws. If you do not welcome me, please let me leave your territory safely." Although the goblin in front of him looked ugly in funny clothes, he spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"No problem. I want to know your name, where you're from, and what you want to do." Roland asked like a curious baby.
"Hey! Speak! The one standing in front of you is the master of Lovanion and Rune! The lord of the city of Rapids! The king of Lagran! The great paladin! The noble believer of the Dragon God!" After seeing the goblin fall into silence, Kaslo took a step forward and said majestically to the goblin with his sword in hand.
"My name is Jesse Ava. I wandered here from Frowich. As for my purpose... I just want to go south to beg for food..." Jesse Ava glanced at Caslo's hand holding the sword without leaving any trace, and then spoke slowly.
"I'm afraid it's more than just begging, stealing should be considered as well!" Caslo glared at Jesse Ava.
Unexpectedly, the goblin Jesse Ava in front of him not only did not show any expression of guilt or being exposed, but lowered his head and sighed silently.
"This goblin's identity is not simple." Renault quietly came behind Roland. As they passed by each other, Renault used his fighting spirit to force his voice into a line and said to Roland.
"I've found out!" Roland narrowed his eyes. This goblin was too unusual. When hearing others scolding themselves for stealing, most goblins would either make cunning excuses or run away in shame. But the goblin in front of him obviously did not show these behaviors. Instead, he put on an expression of compassion. From his decadent posture, it can be seen that Jesse Ava is definitely not a simple goblin among the goblins.
"Why aren't you angry when he says you stole?" Roland casually raised his whip and waved it at Jesse Ava.
"Hasn't it been known for thousands of years that goblins are cunning and good at stealing?" Jesse Ava smiled sarcastically.
"People are ignorant. Of course, they don't realize how glorious the Goblin Empire once was!" Roland smiled. He'd once had the good fortune to fight professional Goblins in a system quest dungeon. Overall, he could only describe it in one word: awesome! Have you ever seen magic scrolls being thrown around for free? Have you ever seen a large-scale war begin with a forbidden spell? These were all invented and perfected by these unassuming green dwarfs!
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Jesse Ava's body suddenly trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief. Besides his ancestral precepts telling him these things, how did Roland know all this? Could there be a second ancestral precept left in the world? Jesse Ava couldn't help but wonder.
"How...did...you...know...that?" Jesse Ava was so shocked by Roland's words that he started stuttering.
"Haha, this is a secret! Tell me your purpose first, and then we can talk about it!" Roland raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph! Perfidious human! Don't even think about gaining the trust of the goblins again!" Jesse Ava said angrily, and this move caught everyone off guard.
Only Roland fell into deep thought...
"It seems that the legends in the game are true..." Roland couldn't help but sigh as he recalled a certain piece of game history he had read.
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