"Me! I'm Lacroz, the president of the Lacroz Chamber of Commerce! ”

The goblin whose teeth had been knocked out by Malone came alive again, and he replied loudly, writhing his body tightly bound by ropes, looking like a large caterpillar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"All right, Lacroz...... Tell me, what exactly are you and your Chamber of Commerce up for? Where do you want to take the people here? ”

Marlon asked bluntly.

"What? Plot? You are slander! I'm a serious businessman! Got it? Merchant! I've done business with a lot of your nobles in Stormwind! This time I'm in the Wild West, I just hope to rescue the humans here and take them to the safety of Treasure Bay! ”

"Human, I don't care who you are, but I have a lot of friends in Stormwind! If they knew you were saying this to us...... You're going to suffer! When the time comes, you'll be knocked out of more than just one...... No, two teeth! ”

Listening to Malone's words, Lacroz immediately showed a kind of indignation, and he loudly rebuked.

If it weren't for the fact that the goblin race was mercenary, and that all dignity and credibility could be sacrificed for gold, Malone would have almost been deceived by Lacroz's "sincere" anger - this goblin has such realistic acting that Malone has the idea of what award he wants to give him.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you now, goblins. Even if you are friends with those nobles of Stormwind, you must know that Stormwind is no longer there, and I have the final say here. Honestly confess your conspiracy, you can suffer less, and I am happy to be idle, how about this deal? ”

Malone raised his fist, but he was still trying to make peace before his knuckles made intimate contact with the goblin's ugly face.

"What...... Conspiracy? I don't understand what you're saying! You're right, it's because Stormwind was overrun by orcs that we thought of coming to your aid, we...... Oops! ”

The goblin was still saying these things that Malone didn't believe at all, so he punched the goblin in the face, knocking the goblin who was kneeling on the ground backwards - Marlon's strength was too great, and the goblin's body was too thin.

"Get this guy out as far away as possible."

Marlon commanded Paul.

"Yes, Chief Lothar!"

Paul walked over to Lacroz's side and picked up the ugly little green-skinned monster, only to find that the guy had passed out under Marlon's fist.

The goblins were too hard to beat—Paul muttered to himself as he walked out of the house with Lacroz's tiny body in his hands—but he knew how skilled the chief of Lothar was at extorting confessions, and even the hard-boned orcs had confided all the information, and the goblins ...... Aside from the fact that they are both greenskins, they have nothing in common with orcs, especially when it comes to backbone.

……

"The guy who was dragged out just now is the boss of the two of you, right?"

Marlon asked the two remaining goblins.

"Uh-huh!"

The two goblins nodded in unison, the one kneeling on the left grinning at the gold tooth in his mouth, and the one on the right with a golden earring on his ear - these little green-skinned monsters had a strange penchant for gold coins, and they seemed to like to turn gold into a part of their bodies as a way to satisfy their thirst for this precious metal.

"Listen, I don't care what you two are called or who you are...... I'm sure you know the purpose of your visit to Mooncreek. Tell me, and I promise you will leave alive; Otherwise...... There are a lot of goblins in this world, and no one cares if three of them die in this town. ”

Malone said to the two goblins.

"I understand, sir! But...... We're really here to help you get out of here! ”

"The Great Golden Tooth" - the goblin with the gold tooth said to Malone in a high-pitched voice.

"It seems that you still don't understand your current situation......

Ma Long sighed, his face suddenly turned cold, his hand waved violently in the air, and a cold light pierced the somewhat dim space in the storage room, and a miserable scream followed.

"Ahh Yes! ”

The Great Gold Tooth fell to the ground, his body arching desperately, his rough green skin trembling - he wanted to reach for his head, but his hands were firmly tied behind him.

Marlon weighed the dagger in his hand—something he had just taken from Paul—and he had chosen a number of skills by now, but this thief's stealing skill, called "Search", was only of such an entertaining nature.

"First...... First...... Sir, we really ...... I really don't know anything......"

The goblin with the golden earrings looked at his companion who was rolling on the ground in pain, and stammered to Marlon - his face was changed color with horror, and there was an abnormal iron blue in the light green.

Just now, the human in front of the "Golden Earring" had cut off one of his companion's ears; Some of the blood splattered on the body of the gold earrings, and there was a fishy smell, but what was worse than his nose was his terrified heart.

Whether it's gold earrings or big gold teeth, or the boss Lacroz they've dragged out, they've done more cruel things like cutting off other people's ears - but they're hurting people after all.

When this hurt could befall him, the Golden Earrings felt the fear of detachment - he remembered the way the men whose ears had been cut off were rolling on the ground in pain, which strengthened his determination not to bear the pain.

"This guy is missing an ear, but you don't seem to care? It's your turn next, and I ask you one last time, what are you doing here? Say! ”

Marlon stared at the goblin with the gold earrings and asked loudly; Half of the golden tooth's severed ear landed not far in front of the golden earring, and with the terrible howl of the great golden tooth, Marlon believed that this fear had reached the heart of the golden earrings - fear is easier to make people succumb than violence, and I believe that the same is true for goblins.

"I ...... We...... It's ...... coming."

The body of the golden earrings shrank, he wanted to tell Marlon everything he knew, but he was too nervous to speak—the lingua franca was not his native language after all, and under this intimidation, his mind went blank, and he had no idea how to express his meaning in human language.