It's not that the residents of Mooncreek are deliberately treating these soldiers from afar, they are also grateful for what these warriors have done to protect Mooncreek, but although the situation in the western wilderness is much better than that of Nightlight, not everyone can eat the best food like Sir El Gatdine's family - De Jong also brought back a few hard-boiled eggs by the way, which is the greatest kindness that the residents of Mooncreek can get their hands on.

"Hogg, what are your plans for next? We're getting out of here. ”

Marlon asked the gnoll Hogg as he peeled the shell of a boiled egg.

"Hit ...... Calculate? I don't understand. ”

Hogg the Gnoll swallowed the hard bacon in his mouth, then shook his head blankly.

"That is...... Where are you going? ”

Marlon explained—obviously, he couldn't have taken Hogg the Gnoll any further to Nighttown.

"West! Hogg's new camp! ”

Hogg the Gnoll tilted his head in thought, then pointed to the west of Mooncreek and shouted.

"That's good."

Marlon nodded—although the Gnoll Hogg was an anomaly, he had also made a significant contribution in the previous battle with the orcs—without his guidance, Marlon and the others would not have been able to reach Moonstream Town before the group of orcs.

"So...... Where the hell have they been, Lord Lothar, Robin? ”

Paul still couldn't contain his curiosity, and when Marlon and Hogg the Jackal had finished talking, he asked again.

"No, didn't Robin tell you? He's gone to grab the goblins' ships. When I met him and the soldiers when I got up early this morning, he told me very happily! ”

De Jong looked at Paul with a puzzled expression.

"Damn! This guy ...... Why did you hide it from me? I thought it was such a secret thing...... Damn it! ”

Paul thumped his knee hard and shouted.

"You...... You are crazy? ”

De Jong asked, surprised, and then pointed to Paul's thigh.

"Huh? What the? Oops! ”

Paul looked down in a daze, and then realized that it was the injured thigh that he had just struck - and now there was a faint stain of blood under the bandage - and he could not help but scream.

Rubes quickly filled his stomach - most of the meat had been snatched from him, or rather, Hogg the Jackal did not dare to rob him at all - and then leaned over to Marlon and rubbed his stuffed ears against his master's face.

Marlon wrapped his arms around Rubos's neck and stroked it gently on its back, but his mind had drifted to the shore of the southern line of Mooncreek Town, where Robin should be carrying out his plan to seize the ship he had planned earlier...... Will everything go well?

……

"Be honest, don't move! …… Robin, how's it going? ”

Harry kicked the goblin pirate Lacroz beside him hard, and then whispered to Robin, who was looking out toward the shoreline.

Behind Harry and Robin were dozens of heavily armed soldiers—some from Nightshade, others native to Mooncreek and Sentinel Ridge—and it was a matter of Robin's careful selection to be able to gather them, either of which had suffered heavy losses in the battle with the orcs.

"I see the ships...... Damn, this guy has a lot of men. The messenger has been dispatched, and now it's up to the group to see if they're stupid. ”

Robin put his hand on the pergola and looked out over the coastline in the distance, and after hearing Harry's question, he turned and replied.

"Maybe these guys aren't stupid, but they must be greedy...... That would be enough to take the bait. ”

Harry said with a smile - he was confident that Chief Lothar's strategy would work.

"I hope so."

Robin nodded and said—though he said so, mostly because of his cautious nature; To be honest, he is also full of confidence in his actions this time.

Before leaving Mooncreek for the seaside, Robin forces the goblin pirate Lacroz to write a letter - in the lingua franca, of course.

Lacroz was forced to write in a letter that their operation in Mooncreek had been successful, but that the humans needed to bring boxes and boxes of gold coins aboard the ship; Because there are so many gold coins, the pirates on board need to come and escort them.

The message contained in the letter was succinct - because Robin knew that the more he spoke, the more holes he felt; There may have been some omissions in these few words, but Robin believed that the goblin pirates would only focus on the "boxes and boxes" of gold coins, and not elsewhere.

Soon the messenger sent by Robin returned; He finds Robin behind a small dirt slope where Robin and the soldiers are hidden, and reports to him about the situation on the goblin pirate ship.

"How many ships are there in those goblins? How many people? ”

As soon as Robin saw the messenger, he asked.

"There were sixteen ships in all, ten large and six small. I don't know how many goblins there were on each ship, but on the ship I was taken on, I saw only four or five; They were armed, though with little armor. ”

The messenger replied—he was a veteran of the Westspring garrison, and was as thoughtful as Robin, which was why he had been sent to serve as a messenger—that Paul would not have been able to get such informative information if he had gone.

"What about the goblins' reaction? Did they agree to our request? ”

Robin continued to ask.

"I didn't get an answer in person, but...... Ha, Robin, you should look at the goblins' faces, especially when they read the gold coins on the letter...... I felt a light in their eyes. ”

The messenger said confidently.

"Very good......

Robin was about to say something when he was interrupted by a scout running over.

"Chief Robin, those goblins are moving!"

The scout ran to Robin's side and whispered urgently.

"Well, I got ......"

Robin nodded, then walked briskly to the side of the small dirt slope and poked his head out to look at the shoreline.

The boats that had been docked not far from the sea were still moored there, and despite the distance, Robin could see the boats uncoiled and some dark shadows descend the ropes into the shallow waters of the shore, and then wade or swim to the shores of the western wilderness.

Robin could clearly see that they were ugly goblin pirates with green skin, floral striped shirts and trousers, and pointy ears.

The goblin pirates made a fuss on the beach for a while, then gathered into a whirling procession and swarmed north—apparently planning to go to Mooncreek to collect the non-existent "gold".