This goblin is from Estherland, just off the edge of the desert, and the local lord has captured this suspicious guy while the little green gadget is busy "finding out where the Sigmar royal family is".

The physical fitness of this species of goblins is extremely poor, and it can hardly fight with any race, but as the envoy of the Demon King City, the initiator of the Demon King's inexplicable crossing this time, the master craftsman of the night goblins, the explosion engineer Torok Golden Fang, was arrested almost without any resistance.

The Esther Lord [Desert Storm] Tehanhuin, who was originally going to directly wipe out this "greenskin" spy, was shocked by the terrifying weapons on this goblin's body. As soon as the brains of this reckless man and warrior were hot, he felt that this guy was definitely not simple, and personally interrogated him, hoping to get something useful.

The following is a transcript of the conversation between Tehanhuin and Torok in the dungeon, as recorded by the clerk.

Tehanhuin was condescending, a giant Khan more than two meters tall, standing in front of a small, imprisoned goblin like a giant and a helpless child—if you ignore the bored and mocking look on the Golden Fang.

"Tell me, is this silver-shining staff your secret weapon?"

Unexpectedly, the giant warrior's voice was low and gentle.

"That's called an electric shocker..."

The goblin's small eyes narrowed, revealing undisguised disdain, and by the way, he struggled to break free from the chains that bound him thicker than his slender arms.

"Well, that's good, electro-chicken, device, I see, then it's nothing threatening."

The guy who understands inexplicably is really the most annoying.

"I think you must have misunderstood, forget it-"

"—your uncle! Let me out, I want to see your boss!"

At the end of the record, the gentle and kind Elector of Tehanhuin agreed to the goblin's request to bring him to the king, because the strange goblin was carrying some of the broken copper and iron that had been proven to be high-precision mechanical devices, and the real Elector wanted to let St. Giles, the wisest and most far-sighted in his eyes, tell him what it was and what kind of conspiracy the orcs represented.

In the end, of course, the good Elector, in order to prevent this peaceful little green creature from injuring himself, went out of his way to pour the golden tooth with enough herbs for him to vomit and diarrhea for seventeen hours.

Then it was stuffed directly into a box and taken to the Imperial Palace.

Tehanhuin wasn't a villain, of course, but he hated green-skinned guys.

He hated it so much that he didn't want anyone to die easily, painlessly.

"You abominable humans, let me go, I'm a great master engineer, and my heavy machinery will tear down your foolish rule!"

When the goblin finally recovered showed his loud voice, the whole room was shocked.

"Tehanhuin." St. Giles was already in an irritable mood, who knew what kind of trick this usually taciturn elector was going to do today. Slowly, without any tone or emotion, there is a layer of doubt and anger in his speech.

In the face of the king's direct gaze, the giant honestly gave a deep salute, walked up, and kicked the goblin to pieces, and there was no way to make a troublesome sound for the time being, and he hurriedly explained.

"Your Majesty, this land spirit carries a large number of high-grade weapons with powerful lethality, and it seems that asking about your son's whereabouts everywhere in my city seems to be plotting against him."

This matter is actually confused by everyone, the goblin race basically has no concept of a long time, in the mind of the golden tooth, the prince is here, so who is the "prince", naturally it is the thirteenth prince of the Sigma Empire, Sieg Fried.

But that was 800 years ago...

Coupled with the goblin's terrible accent, everyone thinks that he is asking "Sieg Wald", who is also the current prince, the famous [beauty] prince.

As a result, it was reported to the Elector almost immediately, and the golden tooth, who was carrying a short-distance dimensional jumping backpack, was caught off guard and was caught arguing with passers-by about how to get to the royal city.

"Well, goblins, listen."

Exhausted physically and mentally, St. Giles had completely lost his bearing as a king, and now he only wanted to strangle this noisy goblin monster with his own hands.

"Who is your leader?"

This question will determine what St. Giles will do next with this goblin technician who seems to have some status.

If it had come from the Greenskins Warlord Slayer Az Khan, who had nothing but the waste of inspecting troops and plundering villages, then St. Giles would not have had any interest in him.

If it comes from the warband of the powerful Black Orc warlord, Grimg Ironskin, then St. Giles will most likely choose to make the exchange.

That cunning black orc controls the seven towns of the empire, and is extremely sane, and reusing these cunning and clever goblins can always make up these strange inventions.

If from-

"I belong to the Thirteen Princes of the Sigmar Empire, Sieg Fried, the Third Legion of the Salvation Army, and the master goblin engineer Torok Golden Fang!"

As if to be examined by someone, the short green guy actually stood up straight with shackles heavier than him, and his small red eyes stared at the man in front of him thoughtfully.

Thirteen –

Ziggy Fried –

The Salvation Army –

A sentence, like a hammer, struck on St. Giles's heart.

The tall brother who used to be, the one to whom all his hatred and resentment were directed, the invincible and beautiful Thirteenth Prince.

In his dreams, he appeared countless times, and the tall figure fought against the demon like this, but he didn't know that he had already made a terrible deal with the prince of Slaanesh [Slaanesh Masquerade].

When the armor of Sieg Fried and the others ended the crucial step of anti-demonic blessing, he secretly killed the priests of the State Religion and the Pure Sect, and exchanged the blessed pure holy water for salt water.

All of this eventually led to the entire Salvation Army being corrupted by demonic blood and soon becoming an abominable monster, and St. Giles' plan was a complete success.

But what he didn't expect was to what extent Siegfried had influenced his own warriors, which led to the shadow of the conspirator's life.

Under his desperate gaze, his god showed him that his brother and all the tainted Salvation Army had smashed the obsidian platform in the lava sea and voluntarily sank into the endless sea of magma.

And, with them dying generously, there was also the mighty, the mysterious man who had promised him all these years what he had promised him.

Siegfried's fiancée, St. Giles' first love and dream girl - the chief knight, Brunhill.

What do you think when you look at the person you've always loved, on the screen in front of you, smiling and embracing your enemies, and then dying generously?

On that day, St. Giles shed the tears of this life.