The goblin wasn't ready to move on, it didn't say I didn't want to ask why, it didn't matter to me where it went. When I came, I felt that the road was quite long, but I felt that it didn't take long to come back.

The next morning after returning to the city, Marcus came and knocked at my door, accompanied by a number of servants, and I was ceremoniously invited to a villa on the top of a hill. It overlooks not only the entire harbour, but also the forest to the east and the sea to the southeast.

The architectural style adheres to the vulgar and pompous style of the goblins, in fact, there is no need to demand them, the race with high IQ and high artistic level should not be this ugly race with an extreme thirst for money.

There are a lot of bodyguards around the villa, and this group of bodyguards is bigger and taller than the usual goblins, and the highest is my chin. I secretly asked Marcus if he had been here, and he said it was the first time. No wonder the bodyguards looked at us with a lot more seriousness than they did at the hotel.

Originally, I thought that the rich man would be a big fat man, with a double chin, gold teeth, gold and gemstone jewelry on each finger, and a necklace around his neck that could be as expensive as he could. But I was a little surprised when I saw this goblin, who was not very tall, and whose skin was slightly green, and who was dressed like a suit, and who stood squarely in front of me, and who had no ornamentation on his body except for two rings on the fingers of his right hand. I don't know if it's to see me dressed like this or if it's like this, this goblin is really plain enough, and in my impression, the goblin really doesn't show any majesty, even when he uses a net to trap someone.

I stood in front of it and looked at the little man, and it looked at me with a smirk. This kind of scene will be a little embarrassing within two seconds, and if it doesn't speak, I can only keep silent, it just looks at my face very calmly.

"Your murderous aura is well hidden." It looked at me for a long time and suddenly spoke.

I tilted my head to look at it, and I didn't know what I was saying.

"But it's not good enough to hide it in front of me."

I smiled, what a mess! Or do you want to scam me?

"It's not easy for a top-tier killer to do what you do." It says.

"You've seen a top-tier killer before?" I asked rhetorically.

"One side of money is about friendliness, and the other side is always about violence. There is enough money for the hot sand group. It smiled.

I nodded, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"Your kind has been here for years, and I finally got a glimpse of human power from you, and I've heard you're very smart, so I want to give you a job." The face of this goblin is not as angular as other goblins, and it can be said that the face is more rounded, which is not caused by fat, but the bones are indeed much better-looking.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Staying here will help me protect the city." It says.

I shook my head, "This job isn't for me, I'll help you if you want to help, but I can't stay here." ”

The goblin's face changed slightly, and the instant stiffness of the muscles in his face could not be hidden. "No one can say no to Rivigaz."

"That was when you didn't meet me before." I say. "I still have something to do, if the world is too peaceful, I will consider your suggestions." I looked at its face, and my ears were aware of all the sources of sound around me. "But not right now."

"It's always been Rivigaz who rejects people."

"Buying and selling should be consensual, and if it is not voluntary, it becomes coercion, and I happen to not like to be coerced."

"Can you tell me your reasoning?"

"I said, when the world is peaceful, I will think about it."

"It's stupid for you to use the most unlikely thing in the world to excuse yourself." It says.

"No, no, no, I said at least humanity can be at peace."

The goblin blinked, "What do you think...... It's dangerous. ”

"Your trade partners are dangerous."

"What do you mean?" It rolled its eyes at me.

"I don't know how you got involved with the orcs, I just want to tell you that this race is not a thing of this land, they are an invasive species, and they didn't come to live in peace with the races of this land."

"For us, you have to ...... Orcs don't make a difference. I've only seen you until now...... And him, two humans. You seem to be more mysterious than orcs. ”

"Orcs pose a huge threat to us humans right now." I paused and said, "Most of the goods you sell them will be used to slaughter my people. I said.

"I don't have much interest in the conflict between two strange races right now, and I don't know the reason, but now that you've said that, I do have to reconsider my attitude towards both of you." It snorted, "I didn't expect you to be a racist." ”

"It's not racist, my lord." I corrected, "I just don't want my race to be wiped out, and I want to warn you that you're dealing with a very dangerous race that hasn't grown up yet. ”

"I can't be convinced by what you say."

"If you have a good spy in the Hot Sand Group, I can take him to see what the orcs you traded with have done."

The goblin turned and walked to the window, "I'll think about it." It turned away from me, "If you have a new idea, remember to let me know." ”

"You're bold." Marcus whispered to me as we walked out of the room.

"Is this audacity?" I glanced at him.

"Rivigaz is not a benevolent man."

"It depends on whom." I say.

"No, I mean...... It is said that he is a very vindictive person. There was not the slightest hint of concern in Marcus's tone.

I turned my head to look at him, "Then you'd better be careful." ”

After leaving the mansion of the rich man Rivigaz, I wandered the market, I had given up my craving for goblin food, and under the guidance of Marcus, I came to a weapons shop.

The goblin in the house didn't raise his head and concentrated on tinkering with the weapon in his hand, which was a gun that had not yet been assembled.

I stood at the table and watched it assemble with great difficulty, thinking that if something went wrong, it would be really hard to fix. It didn't look up after standing for a long time, and I coughed twice. It ignored me until it angrily threw the object on the table and turned to look at me, but the expression on its face was not good at all.

I smiled at it, and the angry goblin's face turned greener. "What are you going to do?" It says.

"You're a weapons shop?" I say.

"Do you think it's a restaurant?" It snorted.

"Uh...... I thought you were making iron or selling swords or something. ”

"What do you want?"

"I just saw you making a ...... Pistol. I gestured to the workbench.

"The white-skinned monster who speaks our language knows pistols too!" It said contemptuously, "That's not a low price. It stood at the counter and looked at me with its hands folded.

"There's got to be a price."

"Seventeen gold coins." It says.

I raised an eyebrow, "I see that not only are you poor in skill and morality, but you also have a bit of a problem with your brain, I think you had better go out with your weapon and rob trolls or orcs or others." Of course, you may be choking like this, short and bruised, with a big head, but it's full of water, and the guy with a small body and no meat is estimated to be ...... before he even escapes the gun."

Before I could finish speaking, the goblin had already pulled out the gun, but it was too slow in my eyes, and I reached out and grabbed it before it could hold it firmly.

"It's going to be snatched away." I say.

The way it raised its hand instantly reminded me of some small dogs who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard. "Are you the boss?"

"Uh...... No. ”

"It's not the boss, you dare to talk to customers like that." I pestle the barrel down on the counter. "What's your best gun?"

It rolled its eyelids and said, "If you had said you were here to buy a gun...... Ah, I'm sorry, I apologize to you. ”

It looked down and pulled a pistol out of the counter and pointed it at me, "I don't like you, Whiteskin, get out of here, of course you have to give me the gun first." It said and held out its four-fingered hand to me.

"I don't want to bet on whether you have bullets in your gun, but I certainly have one." As I spoke, I lifted the gun back up and put it on its head.

It looked at me, but its rolling eyes and restless eyes completely exposed its inside. “bang！” I suddenly let out a loud shout. It grinned and closed its eyes. "Where's your boss?" I asked it, and then took the gun in its hand.

"I'm here." A goblin came out from behind, holding not a gun but a file and a barrel. It looked at me and then at the goblin, "You're a shame, Fitz. As he said that, he looked at me, "I'm sorry, sir, uh......" and he raised an eyebrow at me.

I smiled and put both guns on my index finger and placed them on the table. "Is this a gun you made?"

"Of course." As he spoke, he walked over and pointed to the two guns on the table and said, "This gun is three gold coins, and this one is four." ”

I looked at the goblin, and the goblin's green face was colorless, but its eyes were full of embarrassment. "I want to see your best guns." I say.

"The best." It nodded, "Fitz, go back and get out the most delicate musket I've ever made." It said and looked at me, "It is said that there is a white-skinned guy in the city, but I have never seen it, is that you?" ”

"No, that's another one." I said, "Is he famous?" ”

"Uh...... Everyone knows that there is such a guy, is there a lot of people like you in the city lately? ”

"No, there are no humans like us here except me."

"Ah, human!" It nodded. "Human ...... I really don't know where the word goblin came from, it's called that anyway, hundreds of years and thousands of years ago. Mankind...... Well. It looked at me, "You seem to be powerful." It said, "It looks like the big green-skinned monsters." ”

"Orcs, they're called orcs." I said, "Have you seen them?" ”

"Of course, they bought some guns from me." It says.

"Oh!" I looked at it but it became clear to me that it was the one who made the musket that didn't go off. "Are you the only gunmaker in the city?"

"We're not gunsmiths, we're artisans, and I hate those copper-stinky things, though I can't live without them." It says, "I prefer to be called an engineer or a master craftsman." ”

"Ah, yes, you're not a man." I laughed and said, "Uh...... Are you the only one in the city? ”

"There's another one." It looked at me with an eyelid, "But I can guarantee that my gun is the best!" Hurry up! Fitz! It turned its head and shouted at its back.

In the midst of a clangling and invective from the boss, Goblin Fitz took out the gun, a rose-red spear with a beautiful golden pattern on it, and the golden barrel was very eye-catching.

It grabbed the gun and said, "This is my baby, my best gun." ”

The gun was a bit long in their hands, but it seemed a little short in my hands. I looked at it and said, "I hope it's amazing under its beautiful appearance." ”

"Of course!" It said as it handed me the gun, "This is an epoch-making work." ”

"Do you say the same to those greenskins?"

"Of course not, they bought our stock." It says.

This guy just said he wasn't interested in money. I smiled and said, "Is that so?" I said, pointing to the gun on the table.

"No, this is also a product that has not been upgraded, I told you, in Treasure Bay, this gun in your hand is an absolute treasure!"

"This gun doesn't seem to have very peculiar features." I say.

"Of course not, this gun has a good name, I gave it a flintlock pistol, I improved the original gun, don't worry about its stability."

"I mean...... Uh, it's raining. ”

It rolled its eyes, "It's better than a bow and arrow." It said.