Annan sat at the campfire, and the village chief of Mak, and Dorai sat on the side.

After the party, it's time to get down to business.

Annan picked up the toasted bread on the stone and handed it to the little goblin who was looking at it with his finger in his mouth.

Holding a small goblin the size of his own head, he ran away. All races were cute when they were young, and even goblins were ugly and cute.

Annan drafted a cooperation pact that provided Free City with the supplies and shelter needed by the goblins, and the goblins provided ten firearms and a goblin golem.

At first, Annan thought that the "split" was only temporary, but as a result, the goblins even divided the treasure trove, and ten fire guns and a goblin golem were the things that the village chief of Mark had shared.

Does this count as Annan's single-handedly splitting the goblin community in the moor?

The point is, Annan did nothing.

Originally, Annan was on the side of the cooperation covenant to take them back to Liberty City, but changed his mind after Dorai's vague reminder.

The Free City has passed a period of brutal development, the population is close to steady growth, and the unconditional bringing of people to the Free City will make the residents complain - not because the quality of life will be reduced, but because of the city-state we have worked so hard to build, and outsiders will have to pay if they want to enter.

It would be nice if they could make goblin golems, but when Annan asked, "Did you make goblin golems?" "Can you still make a goblin golem?" The village chief couldn't answer.

The truth they are reluctant to reveal should be the reason for Annan's "sense of separation" - how did the goblins dressed in dirty animal skins make the goblin golem that looks like a work of art?

You can guess it......

The goblins of the Rancid Moor are not the creators of the Goblin Golem, they simply inherit this part of the property.

The dust of the fire guns and goblin golems in the treasury is proof of this.

The only thing Annan can do at the moment is the twenty-nine goblin golems left in the rancid swamp, and if he wants to bring them back, he will have to do business and cooperate with other goblin villages.

If you want to do business and cooperate, you have to let them see the benefits of doing so.

So the plan is simple, to feed the village of the head of Mak, and this group of goblins who can't predict their behavior will naturally change their minds.

This is just an agreement for the time being, not a witness contract for Belludona.

After the village chief readily agreed, Annan asked him, "Why are you different from your people?" Choose to trust us? ”

Its answer was that when he was young, he wandered outside and met a group of kind human mercenaries, and they lived together for three months, and it was really a wonderful time......

The memories of the past are always deep and beautiful, so its people are not interested in Annan because he does not represent the southern nations, but it does not.

"And one more question, how do you know about me?"

Chief Mark mysteriously pulls out a mirror, saying that it was something he stole from the treasury when he was younger.

The obscure pattern on the side of the mirror reminded Annan of the magic mirror, and then, the village chief of Mak, inlaid a magic crystal the size of a fingernail on the magic mirror—

A familiar sight appeared in front of Annan's eyes, and it seemed to be some theater showing Annan...... Or the scene where Jack and Ruth hug each other.

Annan couldn't help but think, damn it, forget that this is the wizarding world...... How many guys are like this who prostitute themselves for nothing without spending money?

But in any case, this should be the reason why Village Chief Mark is really on his side.

The goblins really behaved like child's play.

Annan simply took out a philosopher's stone and asked Klein to show it to the goblins in the village.

"Dorai will take care of your side next." Annan said.

"It?"

The village chief of Make, who looked at his people, showed a mean expression.

"Don't underestimate Dolai, it's the Deputy Minister of Industry ...... Liberty City"

Dorai looked up in surprise, it was actually only managing a goblin factory......

"You'll be there when you go back." Annan smiled.

Trusting the people around him is Annan's advantage, and the goblins still have to be dealt with by the goblins. And as a clever goblin, Dorai knows how to do it.

The pattern of the New World appeared in mid-air, and the fog of the rancid moor became a medium of magical images.

Looking at a palm-sized mirror is not the same as looking at a giant goblin golem, and while the village chief is addicted to it, Annan is ready to see how his residence is built.

The silent Fermi and the calm Dolai followed.

"I'm worried that other goblins will come and steal things." Dorai said.

"Will it?"

"When thinking becomes a burden, most goblins follow their instincts."

Exposing the giant goblin is their only clever move, but it's still stupid. The only killer in the entire moor was wasted.

The strength of the elite villages in various places is about the same, so when they see the village of the village chief of Mak, they can't do nothing.

Either take these goblins back to Liberty City, or ......

"Fermi, how many hellfires can be brought to fend off the goblins here?" Annan asked,

"200 people."

"Is it enough?"

"Musketeers are the least afraid of defensive warfare."

The terrain of the rancid moor is complex, with only a few bush paths connecting the different villages, and other goblins attacking to kill as many as they want. Even if they can activate the Goblin Golem...... This inflexible, large-sized enemy is a target for magic artillery.

"Then do as you say."

Annan was pleased. The self-confidence of the musketeers has been built, they do not feel that they are weaker than the professionals.

In the open space in the center of the village, a group of humans are erecting a wooden house.

The workers were Freetown workers who drove arm-thick pieces of wood into the silt and then spread the wood.

"Why is it dangling?"

Annan walked over and asked, and the foreman said that this was the practice of the fishing village by the sea, because of the high tide, they would build stilt houses away from the ground to avoid moisture.

"Brilliant idea."

Annan's compliments made them work harder.

"You seem to be a little sad." Annan's attention returned to Dolai.

Dorai said that the folly of the people grieved it.

"Because of the curse?"

"Hmmm......"

In ancient times, goblins built an incomparably powerful empire, fought against elves and dwarves, and were finally judged by the elven gods.

This is similar to what the goblin leader said.

Even with moisture, the giant goblin golems are a testament to the goblin's past glory – even after millennia, they are still in use.

"I wish you could resist the effects of the curse......"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden confusion in the distance - the goblins were frightened by the rat tide in the magical image.

It doesn't seem like so.

……

The workers who had built the stilt house returned with the goblin golem in exchange for the Hellfire soldiers.

They were stationed and patrolled the edges of the villages and the stilt houses, protecting the honor of Annan and keeping their heads up - goblins don't want to see their faces.

Late at night, Annan in the stilt house took out the magic mirror. If you don't ask today, you will have to waste your chance.

He casually asked, "Miraculous...... Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, what should I do now? ”

"Do what you think you should do." The Magic Mirror replied casually.

(End of chapter)