The bonfire outside the cage is never extinguished, and the big iron pot on top of the bonfire is always boiling something. The pot smells of spoiled food, smells rancid, but still whets the hungry.

The disabled goblin 'Hugo Wheat Cake' seemed to be the leader of the bandit's lair, sometimes whispering orders to the gnolls around him, and sometimes sitting by the campfire chatting with 'Ivita'. Of course, more often than not, it's the goblins who are talking, and the centaur girls are listening.

Occasionally, some small goblins will walk into the side corridor with firewood or clay pots. They carefully added dry wood to the flickering bonfire, stepped on the ladder to pour water into the iron pot, and then fled as if it were a terrible hell.

Our centaur girl once saw with her own eyes that there was a little goblin who had only added firewood but left a little late, and she glanced curiously into the pot, and was immediately beaten to the ground by the 'Hugo Wheat Cake' who was sitting next to her.

The brutal Hugo stomped on the heads of his own kind with his wooden legs, and cursed something that Ivita didn't understand. The little goblin was beaten to a blur of flesh and blood, and then Hugo grabbed it by the neck and pulled it up from the ground, licked the blood from the little goblin's face, and threw it into the iron pot.

Ivita was terrified by the screams that erupted as her life died, and in her eyes, the crippled creature outside the cage was not a goblin at all, but a devil even more terrifying than the 'blighter'.

She hadn't seen the real devil, but she thought it was just that.

"Do you know what my former master usually fed me?" asked Hugo Wheat Cake with a smile when he saw the Centaur girl's expression.

Ivita was silent and forced herself to cheer up. Although she was suffering physically and mentally now, she didn't dare to close her eyes at all.

"It's the corpses of my kind. Hugo casually asked himself questions, and reached out to dig out his own ear piercings. "If those corpses can be boiled, or roasted, that's acceptable, but unfortunately most of the time they're raw, a mess, and you can't tell where and where. Sometimes you're lucky enough to come across something more intact, so that you can enjoy the look on your face when you die. ”

"The expressions were all stupid, and their lives were meaningless. I don't know why I was born, I don't know why I died, not even a rye plant. Hugo Wheat Cake blew the dirt on his finger and tilted his head to get the other ear pierced, "I once secretly hid a gnawed skull of the same kind and named her 'Jesse.'" I talk to her when I'm okay to keep myself from going crazy because I have a mind. Yes, once you have this thing, the mind is not as comfortable as it was when you were in the mud before. ”

"The name Jesse doesn't mean much, but one time I was in a fight and I overheard a lot of people outside shouting it. 'Jesse, Jesse!' one of the women's voices was clearer, and the voice cried out with a crying voice, 'Where are you, my child, Jesse, answer me!'"

"Her baby is lost?" asked Ivita, but then she scolded herself for not accosting herself.

"Who knows. The goblin walked out of the fence and sat down on the ground again, "I had no time to care, I was busy gnawing at my opponent's throat, and the guy's claws were digging deep into my eye sockets, as if trying to insert them directly into my brain. "Besides, how can a goblin have the leisure to care for a human child?" he doesn't even know if he will survive tomorrow. ”

Will I survive tomorrow? Ivita was secretly saddened, and even if she did, her fate would be even more miserable. Will anyone come to my rescue?" the mage who longed for a miracle in her heart, but knew that it was impossible.

"My previous host loved to chat like this. Hugo, the goblin, continued, "He would often sit outside the cage and confide in me in the cage. The guy would tell me all sorts of things, and sometimes talk about an aunt he had spied on when he was a child, and who had later discovered his actions......; Sometimes he would talk excitedly about how many gold coins he had won, and order me to be more aggressive, and occasionally he would talk about the succession of noble titles, as if the guy was not the eldest son of the family, and resented it. ”

In short, he believed no one, was full of suspicion of everyone, and would only speak his heart to me, a filthy goblin. The goblin sighed with emotion, "To be honest, sometimes I miss him. Although that guy whipped me when he was angry and never cared about my life or death, I have to say that he really had a deep influence on me. Sometimes I even wonder if that guy will have his soul attached to my body after death?"

"You've acused me to flesh and blood of my kind, master. Hugo Wheat Cake looked at his hands a little distractedly, "I can never forget that smell, whether in reality or in dreams." A strange smile tugged at the corner of the goblin's mouth, which, combined with his own hideous appearance, made our centaur girl feel a chill in her heart.

The creature in front of him was not only a devil, but also a madman with abnormal nerves. Ivita didn't know who was more terrible, the devil or the madman, but she knew that the mad devil was definitely better than both?

"Tell me about yourself, little mare. The goblin's expression returned to normal. It leaned back and braced its body with its hands, "Judging by the color on the tip of your tail, you should be from the 'Whitemane' clan." I remember your people being locked up with me before, but that was five, no, six years ago. ”

"What's her name?" asked Ivita eagerly. It's 'Gelanta', it must be her! When Gelanta disappeared, everyone thought it was a human doing. Some of the angry young clansmen even tried to take their weapons to the giant human fortress to ask for clarification, but they were stopped by the clan chief, Ivita's father.

"She didn't tell me. "The little mare speaks as little as you do, so I don't know her name." She was locked up next door to you, refusing to eat anything. I was afraid that she would not be able to sell it for a good price when she was hungry and thin, so I sent someone to stuff meat into her mouth, and it was all meat of my kind, which was really heart-wrenching. Hugo licked his lips.

Would he do the same to me?" Ivita suddenly felt the rancid smell of the iron pot getting stronger, making her feel the urge to vomit.

"Do you want to eat goblin meat?" Hugo Wheat Cake pointed to his body, "People say that goblin meat tastes a little sour, but that's just a misunderstanding. Anyway, in my opinion, goblin meat is more tender than pork, mutton, horse meat, and human and horse meat, and you will know it after a while. ”

It's talking about centaur meat, this guy has eaten my people! Ivita was tempted to charge over and smash the fence and smash her hooves into the brutal goblin's face. But inexplicably, she didn't dare to do it, and she didn't even have the courage to rush over and try it.

"Rest well, don't resist uselessly, you may be able to suffer a little less. Hugo Wheat Cake rose from the ground again and pressed the ugly one to the fence, "When you get to the human world, maybe you will miss the quiet time with me." The one before you, she ......"

"What's wrong with her?"

"Rhodes...... I mean, a human friend of mine mentioned before that the little mare was later sold to a human nobleman with a somewhat peculiar hobby. My previous master was also a nobleman, and his favorite thing was to fight goblins, and the nobleman who bought your people, he liked ...... To put it mildly, it is to explore the mystery of life. For example, what can Centaurs and horses, and humans, produce?"

These wicked creatures have no respect for life itself, even more hateful than monsters!, Ivita thought resentfully.

"Honestly, I'd love to know what strange things goblins and centaurs can give birth to, or nothing at all?" the goblin looked back and forth at the centaur girl's breasts, causing the latter to fold her nervous hands around her chest.

"But for me, it's more tangible to have a yellow-orange-orange gold coin. With gold, even if you're just a tiny goblin, you'll trample under your feet creatures that are much taller than you, like humans......"

As soon as Hugo Wheat Cake said this, in the corridor connecting the cave space, there was a sudden loud scream and wail, accompanied by a violent sound like an explosion, which shook the entire underground space continuously.

"What's the matter!" the goblin hurried towards the corridor, but as soon as it entered it, it quickly retreated. It was joined by two gnolls armed with spears and axes.

There was another terrible scream, and another gnoll flew straight out of the corridor. The guy's body spilled a patch of blood from the air, and he didn't move since he fell to the ground. Immediately after that, a gnoll's head and half an arm holding a long sword flew out of the corridor, and a gnoll covered in blood crawled desperately outward, but only the upper half of his body crawled out.

This bandit's lair hidden underground must have been attacked!Who did it?My people? Ivita looked hopefully towards Yongdao.

However, what came out of it was not the tribesmen that the centaur girl wanted to see, nor the other wilderness races that belonged to the Hanhai grassland, but a tall human with tattoos on his forehead.

As long as it's not the human cavalry. Ivita's hanging heart was half lowered.

When the human came in, the first thing he saw was the centaur girl in the cage, "Hey, I found it!" he turned his head sideways and shouted into the corridor, "Fortunately, I came in time, your place is really hard to find." Step by step, he walked towards the goblins and gnolls.

"Who are you?" asked the goblin Hugo Wheat Cake, frowning.

"Just an ordinary adventurer. The human replied.

"What do you want to do? Do you think someone will give you a bounty to exterminate us bandits? No way! I tell you, your human kingdom wants us to exist more, and you will only displease a lot of big people by doing so!" the goblin snapped.

"Maybe, but it has nothing to do with me. "Human beings are unmoved, and they are pressing forward step by step with two knives in hand.

"You just want gold, don't you, if you can get out of me......"

"No, you don't. The human interrupted the goblin's words, "When I kill you all, everything you have here will be mine." For adventurers, slowly scavenging loot from corpses is an indescribable pleasure. ”

"Hmph, there's a time for you to enjoy later. I'll cut off all your limbs, and let my kind your ass!" said Hugo Wheat Cake with a gloomy face, pulling out a pair of sharp steel claws from behind him.

"It's a pity they don't have that opportunity. The humans sped up and rushed towards the goblins and gnolls.

He sideways dodged the spear stabbed by the first gnoll, and stabbed his left-handed scimitar directly into the other man's heart. The second gnoll raised his axe in panic and slashed at the human, only to be cut off with his right scimitar by the second gnoll. Immediately after the two knives fought, another jackal's head flew into the air.

Ivita found that this Visnat was quite powerful, and even his father was probably not his opponent. This guy's attack timing is very good, and the attack speed is as fast as lightning, and if you don't pay attention to him, you will die on the spot.

"Die!" Hugo Wheat Cake, with his steel claws, seized the opportunity to stab the human in the abdomen, but was blocked by the opponent's backhand with a long knife.

Steel Claw and Scimitar fought fast in a hurry, and fought in the air more than a dozen times in a row, although the two sides did not win or lose during this period, but Steel Claw gradually became a little weak, and the disabled wooden leg made the goblin's movement slowly unable to keep up with the human movements.

Seeing that Hugo Wheat Cake was about to die on the spot, this guy suddenly gave up blocking and grabbed the big iron pot holder with one claw. The huge iron cauldron collapsed, and the boiling water poured down like a waterfall, accompanied by the heads and bones of many creatures, humans, goblins, centaurs, half-sheep, and so on.

At this moment, the Vesnats jumped backwards with agility to avoid the onslaught of the boiling soup, while the goblin Hugo Wheat Cake was poured on his head. It screamed and fell to the ground, unable to survive.

The human looked at the familiar goblin buried with many bones, turned and walked over to the wooden fence, and slashed it with a few knives. "Hello, my name is Barrett, and I'm here to save you. ”

He's here to save me...... Ivita had tears in her eyes and threw herself at the other man.