When Andrei, who had been tired all night, was woken up by his subordinates from the gentle body of the attendant officer, the mood of the children of the abyss can be imagined.

However, after he saw the green-skinned goblin who was almost fainting, his originally impatient attitude immediately became serious, "Where's Mr. Judion?

At this time, the crowd of onlookers reacted, and Andre decided to save the half-dead goblin without asking anything.

"Your Highness, these are just two goblins. Someone kindly reminded me.

"Well, I can see that. Then some of the children of the abyss, who were still angry at getting up, felt that there was something wrong with their answer, "Did they do anything bad?"

"Isn't that...... But goblins are the most despicable bandits, and that's what they are all born with! ”

"And will they be able to communicate?" asked Andre, trying to use the lingua franca that he had only recently become familiar with, "Hello, what's your name?"

"I, the rabbi, my lord. This is、Brother Gru, it's almost gone......" Facing the young man who looked like the talker, the rabbi summoned the last of his courage to reply in the lingua franca of stumbling and longing.

"Don't worry, the person who can save him will be here soon. The Children of the Abyss comforted the trembling green-skinned short man in as calm a tone as he could. As he knew, at such a time, people who had no master were more likely to be infected by the emotions of others.

"Demons, don't eat goblins?" the lewd short man actually asked a question with a very frightened expression that made Andre smile bitterly.

He felt that the other party should not be in the mood to joke with him at this time, which means that the stinky green-skinned dwarf in front of him had seriously considered this problem. The Child of the Abyss thought for a moment, and then pretended to be serious and said to him, "Goblins, it stinks!

It's a pity that the surrounding audience didn't understand how to appreciate Andre's bad joke, although they felt that His Highness's tone was a little strange when he said this...... So the children of the abyss were very embarrassed. Fortunately, the rescuer had arrived, and Yudeon's brows furrowed unnaturally when he found out that he needed to rescue a thin goblin.

"Your Highness, are you serious about trying to save this goblin!?" the Grand Druid asked in elven language that the goblins didn't understand at all.

This is the second time Andrei has heard someone use the word "only" as a measure word to refer to the goblin in front of him. He thought he had probably figured out what was wrong, "Do you mean they're completely unworthy?"

"They are goblins, Your Highness. Born to be unproductive, he only robs the weak and despicable bandits!" Yudeon felt obligated to show the Children of the Abyss what goblins were. Even if His Highness's dream was to create a town of mixed ethnicities, some of them were not destined to be popular neighbors with all.

"Yes, Mr. Judion, I think he should be rescued. Andrei's face made him look very solemn at this moment, "In terms of proportion, almost all of our demons are bandits who don't produce anything, although Andrarui's people are all exceptions. But I've always felt that for intelligent beings who can communicate, there shouldn't be anything that can be concluded just by saying 'born'!"

“...... Maybe you're right, Your Highness Andrew. Although Judeon felt that the idea of the children of the abyss was a bit too idealistic, the idea of "natural goodness" was also fully in line with the teachings of the druids. Perhaps this young highness just has some unknown feelings...... Sometimes it's not a bad thing for young people to have less-than-realistic ideals.

Yudeon then commanded the young ranger to bring the goblins into his house. Until the Great Druid disappeared from sight, there was still a debate about whether or not to save the goblin.

This was a reminder to André that while saving a goblin wasn't a difficult task for Judeon, he didn't need to be a good guy to act like a charity. He used morality as a rhetoric to persuade the druids, but what if the rescued goblins repaid the favor with a grudge?

So Andrei, who was struggling with some jobs and couldn't recruit people, already had an idea in his heart.

"Rabbi, you must understand that you are not my people, nor have you contributed anything to the construction of Andrarui. Although it was your brother who was saved, Mr. Judeon decided to save him for the sake of all of us and your face. Even if he doesn't have any intention of asking for payment, I don't think you can ask for help without saying it, right?"

There can be many sources of life magic or divine power required to heal divine arts, and druids can use their life force to heal others, which of course will cause some degree of wear and tear or even dark damage to their own bodies. Their more common method is to borrow the majestic and almost infinite life force of the entire forest through meditation or prayer to the goddess. Either way, except for a strong man like Marcellion, who cannot be measured by common sense, healing serious injuries is not a simple matter for most goddesses' sacrifices.

If it was one of his own who needed treatment, he could have used the "medical insurance" or the like to compensate the druids for their hard work by taking out a portion of the public property. But now this guy is just a wild goblin who doesn't know which grass to jump out of, so Andrei can only let him "get paid for his work".

"I happen to have some jobs here that no one wants to do, would you like to join us for the sake of your brother and your future life?" asked Andre in a slightly seductive tone, looking at the uneasy green-skinned dwarf in front of him.

"Rabbi, willing, as long as you don't go hungry. Finally sure that he was still useful and didn't need to be used as food, the rabbi felt that it would not be a big deal to be a slave to the adult in front of him. Don't you see that there are so many dwarves and elven slaves under your command!? The little man with the hooked nose felt that he had no reason to say no to this lord as a goblin!

"Very good! friend! Aina (succubus) you arrange for him to go to the fields south of the camp to pick up dung and drench vegetables!"

After the work was arranged, Andre suddenly remembered to care about his new employees, "How did your brother Gru get hurt like that?"

"Black, minotaur!" the goblin gestured with an exaggerated gesture as he gestured to the top of his head, "said the chieftain, go and grab them!"

The children of the abyss were sweating profusely on their foreheads, and it turned out that they had not been wronged...... They are despicable, incorrigibly stupid bandits. How dare you rob the minotaurs with such a small physique?Is it true that the guts of the goblins are proportional to their numbers?

"How many of them are there?" asked Andre uncertainly.

"One, three, six......" Rabbi recalled with some difficulty.

"Is it eight?"

"Yes, eight. ”

"And two huge trunks with such thickness?" Andrei gestured simply.

Just when some of the guys who hadn't reacted were wondering how His Highness could know so much about it, some sharp-eyed rangers had already followed the gaze of the children of the abyss to spot the dark figures on the edge of the field.

Before the words are finished, the main owner has already come to the door!

The son of the abyss covered his face with one hand and looked back.

The stinking green-skinned goblin had already taken refuge behind the rocks on the side of the road......