Goblin Kingdom

That was long before the king of goblins was born.

It is the story of one human being and one goblin.

In that era the Kingdom of Germion took the procedure of saying that, by virtue of the system of the Holy Knight, one knight would be given the Western realm as a possession. Iron Arm Knight Gowen Raneed. Not only was he a knight of ancient ginseng serving the king, but he was also one of the foremost talents in the kingdom of Germion in his martial arts as an individual, or his good rush in battle.

It was his duty as a lord to raise recruits that he was best at later years, but it wasn't until a little later that he aroused his spicy arms as a lord.

In that year, the western realm still had a number of untouched areas, and King Ashtar's immediate expedition seemed to say that the demonic raids would finally quiet down.

With King Ashtar's Parent Enlistment, the last expedition, the King picks up adventurers who have survived demonic raids. And it is also from this year that the young man serves the kingdom of Germion. Name's Garland Rifenin. The Holy Knight, to be called the Storm Knight in later life, was also one of the lucky adventurers who was still able to survive the demonic raids.

King Ashtar's last parental enlistment was extremely harsh.

While I could follow two holy knights: Gowen, the Iron Arm Knight, and Gisele, the Ship-Eyed Knight, on the whole, I felt pushed. For once, it was a matter of saying that the monster would break into the king's seat, so the intensity of the raid was known.

After finishing his pro-government, the king is determined to embark on a full-scale management of the West End with tears over so much damage. Gowen, his right-hand man, decided to rule the West End.

King Ashtar is a good king, saying he is competent. Twenty-three years in office that year. He was a masterpiece who succeeded to the throne young and then became king of the kingdom of the Holy Knight, relying on his own talent. Not only will I make Gowen, my right-hand man and believer, Lord of the West, but I shall add yet another measure.

The person who was stationed in the Shreddinist country at the time was summoned to Wang Capital for assistance in the management of the West End.

The name of the wise men of the east (Turk Merci) and those called in the king's capital, Falmia. Falmia de Floria, a knowledgeable and magnificent lady who was famous as a considerable stranger but at the same time recognized in the ivory tower.

Called the wise man of the East, she had another nickname. Because he was studying as an academic the peculiar magic of using “puppeteering” demons.

Magic, he said, became available to humans after the battle of the gods.

The type of magic, which was only the number of gods, was later organized in such a way that it was easy to use by humans, breaking up into four major attributes: fire, water, earth and wind, and other subspecies. Among the four major attributes, the attribute of fire in particular was also easy to handle by humans, and spread greatly into the human world after about 300 years as being the greatest attribute.

But at the same time, many voices spared the magic of becoming obsolete.

Therefore, the "ivory tower” was established as an institution for the gathering of knowledge and the development of village research. In addition to the four preceding attributes, light, holiness, darkness, death, thunder, tree, gold… are the ivory towers from which all sorts of magical knowledge were gathered and kept.

In doing so, Falmia immersed herself in studying the darkness. Needless to say, she had her own aptitude, but it was also great that she was let loose in doing that research, under the patronage of the goddess of wisdom.

Her talents, hailed alongside Tanya Fedoran, who later became the white elder, and Cerion Harlon, who became the red elder, were to be widely recognized by Floyd Berchen, the blue elder who had already held that position.

As a result of years of research and her relentless efforts, she will bear the fruit of one result. Warcraft's service. She left a definite footprint in what is considered the most difficult field of dark magic.

But she wasn't satisfied with it.

If warcraft was possible, demons should also be possible.

Theoretically possible. She really wanted to try that. It's a relatively less dangerous goblin, and after trying it out, what a first for her to succeed.

The ivory tower praised her achievements, all to the point of being pushed to the heartbeat that she could be a white elder.

Man is a greedy creature. She was still unsatisfied.

Even demons are not inferior to the four major attributes, as the world tells them, in their own magic that they can obey. She wanted to prove it.

When she said goodbye to Floyd Berchen, she turned her foot all the way to the Western Kingdom of Germion. Behind her was a strangely loving goblin accompanied by her luggage.

"Master, which way now?

"Oh, it's called the Kingdom of Germion."

"Warami?

To the neck-leaning goblin, Farmia said in an exaggerated hand gesture.

"Oh, knights, I'm not going west! There's the kingdom of the knights! Ask no questions about your status, gender differences, or racial age! Just prove your knightly strength! My king's name is Ashtar de Germion! Say."

"Awesome, awesome."

She smiles at the goblins that make her eyes shine and snort.

"I was doing it in a play the other day. The most powerful country on the western border. That's the kingdom of Germion."

"Are my people there?

"Right. I wish I was here."

Falmia nodded at the goblin, laughing joyfully.

Knowing that that is the hope that will never come true.

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A woman with a goblin came.

Initially their first impression in the Kingdom of Germion was a huge shock.

Falmia, whose two names are immovable, will be given a mansion in the corner of the aristocratic city and will receive unusual benefits as a knight's land.

At the time of their visit it was a time when pioneering was under way in the form of wedges into untouched areas and demonic damage had increased dramatically. It was not even the fanaticism of the oak that took place in later years, but it was a time when warcraft and demons who had been invaded in their territory continued to attack humans only in response.

Expectations had therefore been gathered for the art of using her demons.

With her magic, can we let the vicious demons be nostalgic and fight the demons that strike us? The aim of King Ashtar, who embarked on a western exploration, was there, and it is undeniable that for a king who had his head troubled by the growing damage, he was willing to say that it would also fall on straw.

One day, it also meant that she would show off the goblins she had handed before the king. On the throne is Ashtar, king of the magnificent. The atmosphere, still thick with signs of martial arts, was full of the majesty of the king of the kingdom of the knights. It is the famous knights who guard around it.

"Congratulations. King."

Ashtar narrows his eyes to a goblin with a dusty head down.

"Ho, just goblin..."

Gowen, the knight of the iron arms, Gisele, the knight of the ship's eyes, also opened his eyes and was surprised at how it looked. Above all, it was even surprising to them that goblins spoke fluently.

"I'm not putting the kid inside, it doesn't seem like it."

Still half-hearted, Gowen and Gisele observe Goblins shivering when they obtain the king's forgiveness.

"Is there no danger, Lord Farmia?

"Does that mean you doubt my magic?

Falmia's hard voice offended by Gise's question. He was a frowned Gisele, but Gowen goes in between and gets nothing.

"Can this goblin fight?

Goblins, showered from Gowen with a gaze so sharp that it sounded, marveled at the killing, hiding behind Falmia.

"Frightened, frightened, frightened"

"... it's okay"

Falmia pounding Goblin's head, turning her blame gaze to Gowen.

"Mm, excuse me for this. Thank you for being so rude."

"Speaking of goblins, do you even cower like this when the ferocity is noticeable but alone..."

To the king's word, the two holy knights drip their heads away from the goblins.

"It's quite interesting. Lord Farmia, stay in our country for a long time and continue your research."

"Thankful Happiness"

Since then she has been busy.

Without staying long in a given house, she continues her research by flying around the entire kingdom of Germion. The house given was often goblins doing their chores and spending the day.

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In the third year since Falmia and Goblin came to the kingdom of Germion, her research was about to yield great results, and by mating the two warcraft, she was successfully livestock.

Fostering warcraft that recognizes people as parents and does not attack people. You can call it livestock. Her achievements were immediately dedicated to King Ashtar, who promised her admiration and further generosity.

"Good for you, sir"

"Yeah, I seem to fall in love with my genius while I'm at it."

She was in a good mood and laughing as she drank Oriental wine at home. In my husband's good mood, Goblin himself was delighted, cooking and so on.

"If you go at this rate, you'll reduce the damage to the Warcraft, and my dream of symbiosis between people and the Warcraft has become more realistic."

"A man and a warcraft?

Falmia laughed at the goblin tilting her neck.

"Yes, I don't think the living and the living will ever just fight. If we can live hand in hand together, we've never crossed it."

In that distressed gaze somewhere, Goblin makes a bright voice to cheer up her husband.

"Your husband, be kind! We're all friends, good things!

"Yeah, you are. My wish, it may not come true while I'm alive, but I'm sure one day... the time will come for all kinds of races to join hands."

Because of the heresy and height of the ideals listed, she had to be an ivory tower.

The tower is a facility for research.

"That's right. I'll give you this."

Goblin received a book that was removed from her pocket.

"Book..."

"Remember to read the letters. I'll tell you at first."

Goblin nodded happily at Falmia smiling gently.

Falmia and Goblin come to the kingdom of Germion for the fourth year they will be at peace. She did not have more than a year to collect materials to further the results of her earlier research, and she needed appropriate time to do so.

She also spent more time at home, during which time she spent teaching Goblin letters.

Was Goblin originally gifted with that talent, or happy to meet her expectations? I learned to read the vertigo and the letters.

That is how, in the fifth year, the events that determine destiny occur for the Kingdom of Germion and for them.

It is a fanaticism of oak.

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For the fifth year, Farmia's research was also introduced into the pioneering village, where piglets (hornboars) and other piglets were produced that proceeded to livestock triangular pigs.

But the information that shook the king's capital would run around in the moon of Horus that year.

The destruction of the pioneering village. That too, the villagers are wiped out. Her livestock beasts have also been wiped out.

From corpses left in the outer moat and elsewhere, the enemy was presumed to be an oak. The problem is its scale. It is an orc so fierce that no one has survived at all. It was a matter of decision to send the Holy Knight, but the force that would have him lead it was a problem.

In other words, the Free Urban Groups of the South were also a period of constant struggle over tariffs.

If we concentrate too much troops, we could even be cut off from the territory of the South. King Ashtar asked the powerful State of Shnu in the centre of the continent to mediate, as well as to decide to concentrate his forces in the West.

"Holy Knight Gowen, Holy Knight Valdeau, each lead the gesture to destroy the oak"

As well as making the Southern vigilance, Saint Gizé calls Valdeau from the East and tries to stop the fanaticism of the Orcs by doing two of them, King Ashtar tours the measures.

The two Saints, with solid soldiers, tried to deal with this very thing.

It was decided to make Pioneering Village consolidate its defenses, as well as reduce the sedation of the situation and the damage to the oak by going around Pioneering Village. Above all, the fear is that the people of the pioneering village will abandon the land in terror.

It is good to say that the two of them were given the difficult task of repelling political ties and unpredictable oak raids.

But the two Sacred Knights were both excellent and collaborative.

He kept in touch and searched for the appearance of the oak while carrying out regular exchanges of information.

"This time, it seems, it's called orc fanaticism. That's what my lord said.

"The enemy is a pig."

"Seems so. But ten days go by, did you see the oak?

"No. There is no damage to the village..."

On the second exchange of information, the two of them were surprised but unable to capture the appearance of an orc. That should be it, and by this time the herd of oaks had descended to the south, waving fierce power in the peripheral areas of the Free Cities group.

"Is it possible to say you're back in the woods?

"I can't tell you there isn't, but when there was once an orc frenzy in the east, they didn't know they were going to leave."

"Forbidden to be alarmed, is that it? Because there's no way we can identify this intent and move it..."

Gowen tilted his neck and Valdeau tilted his neck silently.

"Urgent!"

And reward is brought to them with the worst information.

"A flock of oaks has emerged in the South! Lord Gisele, the Holy Knight, is dealing with it, but that number is too high! Reinforcements are being requested!

"Have you got your back!

Gowen and Valdeau, who threw up in a mix of tongues, immediately turn back the army.

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The king capital of the kingdom of Germion fell into havoc in a flock of oaks that suddenly appeared.

It is a flock of oaks that are approaching the king's capital straight away. That number is roughly 500. The damage was immeasurable, even though evacuation recommendations had already been issued to villages on the way. In that emergency, King Ashtar urgently summoned the adventurers who were under the castle.

As an impromptu force, he was concentrating his power to counter it.

Falmia was also busy in such tension. In meetings overlaid in the royal castle, information about demons was often sought. Within the Kingdom of Germion, she is a leader in the study of demonic warcraft.

Naturally, there are many questions from the King, and we must respond to the questions of the nobles.

Farmia, who was not originally very good with people, softened her body and mind in her daily meetings. Originally thin foods become thinner and less energetic.

Goblin was heartbroken by the way he looked, but all he could do was do his chores. I cook for her with all my heart, but she was also Zara to poke back the dishes without eating half of them.

Goblin managed to please her.

His husband knew he loved magic.

He desperately studies the letters she taught him before and succeeds in getting to know magic. If you show it in front of her, she'll be happy. That's what I thought.

A slight mishanging of buttons can change destiny.

It was a goblin that showed her the magic she had begun to do when she came home late that night, but it was anger that showered me from her.

"Your husband! Look at that. It's magic!"

"... I can't even study my magic and I'm having such a hard time! You..."

Goblins, who I thought would please me so much, shrink in surprise at my husband's anger. I can't even say what I want, and to the trembling goblin, she releases a decisive word.

"Get out! Get out of here!

She cries out when she stumbles onto her desk as it is.

"Your husband..."

Goblin, with the magic book she gave me on her chest, dropped her shoulders and opened the door to the house.

She cries all the way down and calms down and realizes she doesn't have a goblin figure in the house.

"Hey, no way..."

It was then that she captured the exact meaning of her words.

I said, "Oh, my God!

As she jumped out of the house, she searched all over the king's capital.

But in the end, I couldn't find her goblin, and she had no choice but to be flushed into time in disillusionment. Orc's fanaticism was suppressed and had absolutely nothing to do with her, such as a young adventurer shooting at the status of associate saint as a feat.

Gratitude from the king also apologized and she would start living like a half-human when she bought the house given to her by the king.

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Old Goblin opens his eyes.

Long dreams, like old dreams.

I heard a cry from the outside and woke up my body and asked what was going on outside.

"Oh, my Elder. Behold, the king's finest men."

A young goblin of a hydrologist speaks to him. With a gentle nod, I saw the young goblins neatly lined up when he pointed at them.

The abundant food flowing in from the human world is the feat of a great king. Based on that food, the forces of the king of Goblin were now on the way to enlargement.

"… the kingdom of Germion will perish"

"Yes, before the power of my king, let us be the same in the dust before the wind, such as the kingdom of man"

"... I think I'll go too"

"What?"

"I must join the battle."

"But let's also manage the Fort of the Abyss."

Old Goblin shakes his head and slaps a young plumber on the shoulder.

"I'll take care of it"

"Ha, but..."

"For the short of old, listen to me."

The old goblin smiles gently at the young goblin who nods after a slight tour.

"Your husband..."

He asks in his heart whether he will come alive.

The book I got, it's gone...

With a single spear instead of a cane, he began to prepare for his journey.