With the feeling of jolting beneath him, Viscount Robinette, who had fainted, woke up and found himself on the guard's long and broad back.

A second later he let out another piercing scream, as the young nobleman suddenly found himself stripped to the ground of a single ...... Bottoms.

"Your Excellency, you're awake." The chief guard looked ashamed, "It's the subordinates' poor protection that puts your Excellency in danger......

He, like the other frustrated guards around him and Viscount Robinette, had been pulled by the green-skinned dwarfs to the point of wearing only this underpants.

For the goblin village, where the textile technology is almost equal to zero, the more things that cannot be produced such as cloth, the better, if it weren't for Shi Junjun covering her eyes and trying her best to oppose the broccoli, most of them wouldn't even be able to keep this fig leaf.

"Put me down."

After the panic, the young nobleman calmed down and ordered the restless chief of the guard to put him back to the ground.

But the moment he touched the ground, he bared his teeth and stumbled back onto the head of the guard's back.

Stepping barefoot on rough ground was no different from torture to the pampered and delicate soles of this nobleman's feet.

"Where is this?" Viscount Robinette asked with pain.

"Still in the nameless forest more than twenty miles south of South Richsyphus, Your Excellency."

The chief of the guard looked bitter.

It's not easy to trek barefoot and carry weights, not to mention that you're always on the lookout for dangerous monsters that may exist in this forest, and it's almost impossible to get back to a populated village before nightfall.

If something happens to Viscount Robinette due to his poor guards......

He couldn't imagine what his family, still in the South Rififus fiefdom, would be treated in the future.

"Your Excellency, it's not early, and I can't go back to the fiefdom's mansion today." The chief guard hesitated, "It's very dangerous here after dark, and we need to set up camp on the spot. ”

Although it was the only way at the moment, while he spoke, he was ready to be rejected and reprimanded or even insulted.

After all, let such a young nobleman with the title of viscount, who is usually very particular and difficult to serve, sleep naked in the wilderness......

Everyone else nearby echoed the Captain's proposal.

"Okay."

Unexpectedly, Viscount Robinette was expressionless, and agreed without hesitation.

The accompanying guards breathed a sigh of relief, at least for now, the young nobleman would not be in a hurry, and they would have to wear a fig leaf to trouble those goblins.

It soon darkened, and they all dispersed to gather materials and set up a makeshift camp on the spot for the night, in the process the guards talked about what happened during the day, and if it weren't for the Viscount, who was dominated by the lower half of his body, and the caution of the head of the guard, Reinhardt, they would not have been so embarrassed......

Their chattering voices were not small, and the chief of the guard, who had performed a simple magic, lit a bonfire, and by the light of the fire, he silently glanced at Viscount Robinette, who was sitting on his knees and looked like he was in business.

As the longest-serving young nobleman among them, and with his familiarity with the latter, the third son of the Conrad family should not have been so calm as he was now.

But speculating about his master's intentions is not what a man like him should do.

Just why are there human girls in this deserted forest? Why did she have such a treasure? Why would those goblins protect this non-homogeneous human......

With these doubts, the chief guard kept watch in front of the campfire all night, but fortunately there was no monster infestation that night.

The first rays of the morning sun shined through the gaps in the leaves, and he was about to wake up the others as he was exhausted, but he was attracted by the sound of a nearby rustle.

Is it a monster? The chief guard tensed, and as she prepared to cast the spell, she picked up a sturdy stick, and slowly approached in that direction, pushing aside the bushes to get a stick.

The stick that had been lifted suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Reinhardt, kill them."

Kill whom?

The chief guard felt his throat instantly dry and almost unable to speak: "Your Excellency......"

"You have a four-year-old daughter, your wife has just followed you to South Risifus, and your parents are still in the village near the royal capital."

"Your Excellency......"

"If I can't return to the fiefdom's mansion, or if you dare to go against my will today, you know the consequences."

There has never been such a moment in his life, as if the weight of thousands of pounds of boulders, a strong sense of suffocation and powerlessness gradually permeated the whole body, making this burly man's back as straight as a gun fall little by little.

The Captain turned silently and walked silently in the direction of the rest of his companions, a moment later wailing, screaming, screaming, and begging for mercy.

Soon the forest fell silent again, and only a faint smell of blood in the air was still a reminder of what had happened here before.

After twisting the neck of the last begging guard, he looked at his hands, stained with the blood of his companions, and slowly fell to his knees, his eyes glazed and numb.

Like an old dog with a broken back.

And Viscount Robinette stood behind him, a young nobleman with ten bloody fingers and crazy eyes, gritting his teeth and repeating the same name:

Long-lost ...... Old mother.

Sneeze.

Shi Junjun rubbed her nose and thought to herself, who was talking to me.

Now that she is temporarily living in the tent that the goblins have stolen before, I have to say that the blankets and soft beds of the nobles of the other world are much more comfortable to sleep in than the hay hides of the green-skinned dwarfs.

After getting dressed, she glanced at her phone, and the slightly shaky screen showed the school building she was all too familiar with.

There are still five minutes left, and this distance is not surprising, and the stupid guy should still have time to check in.

Lifting the curtain of the tent, Shi Junjun was about to fetch water to brush her teeth and wash her face, but saw a pair of bouncing white pants passing in front of her.

She was shocked and secretly said that her imagination was still not rich enough, and it turned out that pants from another world can also become fine!

After a moment, she looked at the green-skinned dwarf with its head emerging from some indescribable location, and she couldn't bear to look at it directly.

After sweeping away almost everything in the camp, the old goblin village chief, in order to avoid the nobleman's possible revenge in the future, took them almost twice as long as he took them around the forest and made many detours before returning to the village.

According to the old village chief, the fief of this otherworldly nobility seems to be in the human settlement to the north of this forest, and he can't afford to be less careful as the village chief.

It turns out that not all humans in the other world are good, at least as in her original world.

It's just that in this way, the human society that returns to this world does not know what to ......

"Thank you for your action yesterday, if it weren't for the guests, I'm afraid that our entire village would be slaughtered by those human nobles."

At some point, the old goblin, wearing a slightly crooked feathered hat, came up to her, his face full of gratitude.

"Nothing." When Junjun came back to her senses, she frowned, "What do you mean by slaughtering all ......?"

"Literally, if you hadn't intervened, that nobleman would have had his men kill us and find out where the village was......" The village chief thought about the language the adventurer had taught him, "cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

The Goblin Village Chief laughed at himself, "Not all humans can treat aliens like guests, although I heard that the kings of the human race have appeared a long time ago with something called the Act, and the humans should treat us as the same race, but according to the situation yesterday, that bill is no different from the rotten wood in the forest." ”

Racial Equality Act?

This unusual concept aroused Shi Junjun's curiosity, the nobles who careless about human life, not the goblin life, actually exist in the same different world as the racial equality bill?

It sounds really disagreeable.

"But there's one more thing to trouble the guests." Old Goblin said, "The people of the village don't know what they have gotten and what they can do......"

"It's a small thing."

The girl agreed nonchalantly.

"Eh, eh, eh, broccoli, that can't be eaten, hey!"

"This can't be broken - okay, it's broken, feel free."

"I've taught you twelve times, why don't you still know ahahahah-"

It didn't take long for Junjun to realize that she had underestimated the difficulty of the task.

The goblins were far worse than she could have imagined the worst-case scenario, and even though she had been talking for a long time, the greenskins were completely incomprehensible and had damaged a considerable portion of the loot.

Feeling like he was facing a group of unreasonable and stubborn children, Teacher Junjun sighed, lifted a piece of metal and patiently explained:

"This is pliers, you can use pinching things, you can't eat, you can't eat, you can't eat, important things are said three times-"

Broccoli gestured and asked, why can she pick things up by hand, and why do you need to use pliers?

"That's because some things are inconvenient to pick up by hand." Shi Junjun explained weakly.

"It's like red-hot coals in a campfire, thorny thorns, these things are inconvenient to pick up by hand, so you need pliers."

The broccoli and all the goblins nodded in understanding.

Shi Junjun, who felt a little relieved, couldn't help but smile wryly when she watched the goblins clumsily hold the ends of the pincers one by one, trying to pick up a stone on the ground but repeatedly failed.

Unlike some of the hunter-gatherer-fishing tribes that still exist in her world, while the goblins don't seem to be resistant to using new things, it seems that these green-skinned dwarfs will have the mastery of wielding even the slightly more sophisticated tools of the humans of this world......

There was a burst of cheers in the goblin, and the girl looked up to see the broccoli trembling and holding the pliers above her head, and the other end of the tool was holding a pebble.

It doesn't seem like it's hard to teach them......

Then she saw the elated broccoli struggling into two pieces.