"The obligations of the subjects?" The six old goblins were stunned for a moment, then showed a look of awakening, and shouted in unison: "Don't worry, we all understand this!"

"What do you know?" said Yare, I haven't said it yet, what do you all know?

"Bring it here!" the old goblins tapped the floor with their canes at the same time.

Soon, a large treasure chest with wooden legs sprang out of the palace like a happy dog, and ran to them at a high speed, rubbing a few goblins with the surface of its own box.

"A small gift is not a tribute. The six old goblins looked at him with smiling faces as they stroked their beards.

"Where did you think of it? ”

As soon as he was about to refuse, the treasure chest automatically opened the lid with a click, revealing a pile of red crystals that exuded rich magical fluctuations, the quality was so pure that it was almost transparent, each one the size of a baby's fist.

The highest-grade redstone is still such a large particle, which is worth 100 times the weight of gold.

"How could I accept such a valuable gift. ”

Yalei resisted the temptation and said with a firm expression: "As the lord of Glamorgan, it is my duty to protect you, take these things back quickly!"

There are humans who don't like magic stones!

The six old goblins looked at each other, their hearts were mixed, they were all old fritters who had lived for hundreds of years, and the humans who were not moved in this case were either really high-spirited or bigger.

What kind of person is this earl teacher in front of him?

"It's not for nothing that I shelter you. The black-haired knight showed a non-negotiable expression, and said seriously: "My territory needs to be built, I hope you can help." ”

"That's all?" the old goblins said in surprise.

"That's all. ”

Yalei didn't even glance at the box of magic stones. It shows the nobility of treating money like dung. The elves admired it (they loved it).

The reality is. He was not short of money at all, but the craftsmen were pitiful.

"Building is our life and faith, and since the Earl needs it, of course we are willing to support it!" the six old goblins exchanged glances, thinking that the deal was fine.

"Tell me how Nightmare bullied you. The black-haired knight looked condescendingly at the elves.

"She sent legions to attack our mines!"

"Kidnap our kindred, capture them and humiliate and torture them!"

"Ruined all the hard work we put into building on the ground!"

"Don't harass us day and night, harass us in reality, and harasses us even in dreams!"

"She also forced us to surrender to her. Serve her as queen!"

"That's all there is to it, and she ordered us to pay her tribute to her crafts and smash them in front of us!"

The six old goblins poked their beards and glared, each more excited than the other, and by the end of the day, their heads had already erupted with a powerful resentment.

"It's cruel!" he said, with a look of righteous indignation.

"Who's to say no, you're a sensible man, for the miner goblins, every artifact is our child, can you imagine the pain we endured?" said the old goblins, shedding a few lines of tears.

"That's what it means. She takes pleasure in torturing you and draws your pain and becomes strong. Is that so?"

"Yes, yes, that's what it means!" the seven miner goblins nodded at the same time.

Areley was about to ask them when the monster usually attacked, when the whole palace suddenly shook, and at the same time, he felt a strange force pass through the physical barrier, directly into the mine, and connect with the life breath of the miner goblin.

"She's coming!" the goblins in the palace all screamed in fear.

At this moment, the black-haired knight faintly saw a force peel away from their bodies, merging into the breath of life that enveloped the mine.

Sure enough, it's a goblin that feeds on feelings!

Due to the presence of him, the lord lord, the palace was quite stable, but outside the palace was a mess, and shouts mixed with various emotions soon came in:

"Run, the Queen is here again!"

"What about the tribute, go and prepare the tribute. ”

"I curse you, vicious monster, I curse you to live forever and never be able to lift a hammer!"

Aree quickly ran back to the plaza, and by this time the goblins were in disarray, some scolding and preparing for battle, some having already prepared tribute, and some kneeling and praying to the top of the mine. However, whether it was hatred, fear, or reverence from being abused, all kinds of emotions of the goblins were stripped of their bodies and swallowed up by that strange power.

In the spacious mine, an evil soprano suddenly echoed:

"Hahaha, my lowly slaves, don't you kneel down to your queen!"

A huge sound roared underground, and a huge black energy filled the space above the square in an instant, and in the thick cloud of mist-like energy, a pair of green eyes looked down, full of pleasure, cruelty, and greed.

"Long live the Queen!" this is the miner goblin who has been abused out of the shadows.

"You cruel monster, I'm going to fight you!" this is the indomitable miner goblin.

"Take whatever you want, please don't hurt us again. "This is a miner goblin trying to compromise for peace.

However, the more intense the feelings they gathered, the thicker the smile in those eyes, and suddenly noticed the giant standing in the mine, showing contempt:

"Who are you?"

"What is your name, Protector here?" Areley stared into those eyes, unabashedly undisguised with murderous intent.

"The one who tortured you to death!"

A sharp soprano suddenly came out of the misty energy, and a loud roar instantly echoed in this enclosed space, and at the same time, the misty energy spread out a corner, revealing a lightning-shaped gray horn.

A powerful suction force came from the tip of that horn, faintly linking a closed void, filled with all kinds of complex and huge feelings.

Ability to be so close to me?

Let's take a look!

In an instant, countless staggered golden beams of light appeared in mid-air, tearing apart the black mist-like energy like chains, directly locking onto the body of the horns, and after wrapping them layer by layer, they suddenly pulled it downward.

Rumble!

Thousands of messy currents sprung up in mid-air, and the chaotic force field caused the void to tumble and twist, and the two powerful suction forces began to confront each other.

"Origin Knight!" The soprano in the black mist suddenly rose an octave.

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