"I've heard that there is turmoil going on in the West Marsh Principality, that many towns are deserted, and that the big cities are crowded with refugees from all directions, and that we are very fortunate that the situation is calm. Roque said lightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"Maybe there is a civil strife, I don't pay much attention to the affairs of other principalities, and I am already exhausted in order to do my part. Randolph coped lightly.

"You look at them, everybody has a smile on their face, and a cup of coffee can make many people feel satisfied, how beautiful, maybe soon you won't even see the smile on your face. Roque pointed to the little girls who were drinking coffee and said meaningfully.

"Roque, I don't understand, you just want to talk to me about this. Randolph's face was calm, and there was a slight doubt in his eyes.

"I kind of understand, I'm sure you too, before I came here, a maid in the manor brought me a shocking piece of news, a monster has appeared in a village, and it seems to be the same situation as the West Swamp Principality. Roque's glanced at the other man, then looked away.

"Maybe it's some troublesome magical beasts, have you sent someone to deal with it?" Randolph asked with concern on his face.

"My lord, this conversation is not pleasant at all, I think you should do something for the town of Miral, I don't know what orders are issued from Morpheus City, but I think it's up to you here. ”

"This?"

A look of shock appeared on Randolph's face, and he suddenly felt that the Roque beside him was becoming more and more incomprehensible, and his gaze stayed on the other party for a long time before looking away.

"Waiting for death is not the same thing as facing death, and if you still believe in Morpheus City, then my word is farting. ”

"No one wants to wait for death to come, Roque, there are many things that I don't want to do, but I can't do them, and I admit that there is pressure from Morpheus City. Randolph bowed his head slightly, slightly depressed.

"Then let's start small, arm Miral as a building block to your own accomplishments, and I think you know better than anyone how to do it. Roque suggested with a smile.

"Haha, Roque, it seems that you understand better than I do, if you are not the heir of the Black Thorn Manor, I really want to hire you to work in the Consulate. Randolph said bluntly, a look of determination on his face.

"That's certainly not the job for me, I like freedom and I hate being entangled in trivial things. Roque shook his head, he didn't dare to agree with the other party's idea.

"Roque, do you think that the matter of the West Marsh Principality will really befall Miral?" Randolph already had the answer in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask.

"My lord, the war is never far away, I don't think there is really any need to take chances, but this time, I'm afraid it's a war that belongs to the whole of Gzwalk. ”

"Do you think those nobles are worth trusting?" Randolph continued.

"My lord, do you think they love Miral?" this time, Roque did not give an answer, but asked rhetorically.

Again, Randolph couldn't give an answer, but he already knew what to do, and now he was learning to look at the happy little girls carefully.

"I'm going to levy an additional tax on the whole town, let's call it the fortification construction tax. It wasn't long before Randolph spoke his mind.

"Then you'll have to be prepared to take everyone's stinking saliva, I don't think anyone likes to shell out money for no reason. Roque jokingly scoffed.

"Haha, they'll thank me later, at least the living will, Roque, or in your name?" Randolph learned to fight back, and he found it very interesting to joke with the other person.

"If you ask me to be mayor, you can consider it. Roque didn't refuse, but he made a request that Randolph couldn't meet.

"I'm sorry, it looks like I've got to go, Roque, you can consider moving to town. ”

"Maybe. ”

The busy goblin tavern finally ushered in a respite, after all, drinking coffee and eating lunch are two different things, everyone is slightly tired, Piev is in good spirits, and seems to have inexhaustible energy, but everyone can tell that his voice is hoarse.

"Master Roque, lunch is ready, Madame asked me to come and ask you to eat, I think this must be the best coffee beans, so fragrant, you are so generous. ”

While everyone was resting, Grad walked in and couldn't help but praise him.

When he had dinner at Martha's house last night, Roque made this request, and the other party agreed without thinking about it, which really helped him a lot, and it seems that there will only be more and more people who owe Dogs.

After lunch, everyone except Roque and Murdan returned to the tavern, where they had to get ready for the busy afternoon.

The only thing that made Roque feel dissatisfied was that he didn't find the girl who prayed in the morning, which made him feel a little anxious.

"Mr. Roque, do you want to take a break, I've asked Dani to clean up the room. Martha, who had changed her clothes, returned to the living room.

"Thank you, ma'am, I'll have to go to work in a moment. ”

"Well, I'll have to catch up on sleep, and I'll just have to tell Grad to do something. ”

"Thank you for your hard work today. ”

"Giggles, Mr. Roque, you're so kind, this is what I should do, see you in the afternoon. ”

Roque didn't lie, he really didn't have time to rest today, about half an hour later, Yag hurried over with a few swordsmen, and they brought very bad news.

"My lord, this is a serious matter. As soon as he saw the other party, Yage said directly, his expression was very solemn.

"It's been a hard work, sit down and talk to me. Roque was prepared, and he looked in the direction of the kitchen, where Gre and Dani were busy at work.

Crunch.

Just then, the kitchen door suddenly closed firmly.

"My lord, all the poor people on the other side of the village are dead, I should say they have all been eaten, there are broken bones everywhere, the houses are collapsing, and all the crops are destroyed. ”

Whether it was Yage or those swordsmen, at this time, the horror in their eyes had not subsided.

"Did you find out what kind of monster it was? Roque asked, frowning.

"Goblins, adults are goblins. Yager whispered.

Hearing these three words, Murdan's face changed instantly, his gaze fell to Yag, and asked, "Are you sure it's a goblin?"

"Yes, I'm sure, but they're no ordinary goblins, we found a few, presumably scouts, but we couldn't keep them. Yage nodded, detailing.

Goblins are no strangers to small things, they are timid, greedy, and dirty spokesmen, and they always play the role of troublemakers in their dealings with humans.

They are ugly-looking, with rugged countenances and deeply sunken noses, eyes like amber beads, pointed ears and fangs, slender hands that can hang directly to the ground, five short statures, the lower body is less than a foot, a little lower than the dwarves, but much thinner.

They are known as evil creatures, and legend has it that they are formed by elves or human mutations, and mainly live in the dark and deep underground world, with a unique order and system of action.

Although the civilization is low, it has a unique perspective on mining and building underground buildings, and its combat ability is weak, but it will make up for it with a large group action.

They have a preference for meat and are interested in glittering things, especially rare and valuable items such as gold coins and diamonds, and occasionally pick wild fruits, but do not actively grow crops, and their food sources are mainly hunting and plundering.

It's normal for such little things to have friction with humans, they also need to survive, but after every conflict, they can only flee, even ordinary humans are much stronger than them.

But now it seems that the situation is completely opposite, and they have taken the initiative to destroy, kill, and even use humans as food.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'll go to the kitchen and see if there's anything else to eat. Roque was about to stand up.

"My lord, leave this kind of thing to me. With a word, Murdan walked straight to the kitchen.

After the other party left, Roque's gaze fell on the swordsmen, who were always standing, and said flatly: "Relax, sit down." ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

After the men were seated, Yage asked, "My lord, what are we going to do next?"

"After you finish eating, take me to that village. ”