Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

Near the military camp on the outer edge of Shenyun Forest, there is a gathering place spontaneously formed by adventurers.

Here, the bustling crowd is filled with an atmosphere of greed and opportunity.

The reason they remained in the vicinity was...

The answer is simple: they too are coveting what's on those ancient ruins.

Of course, there is also the most important point.

The wounded dragon wandering deep in the forest.

Dragons are priceless treasures to every adventurer.

Even obtaining just a drop of its blood or a scale is enough to make someone rich overnight, or even to leap directly from a silver adventurer to a gold adventurer.

Not long ago, several lucky adventurers unexpectedly obtained dragon scales and dragon blood in this forest, which greatly increased their strength and made them the envy of many.

Even more mysteriously, a type of red stone began to appear in the forest.

It is said that this stone can enhance magic power, which is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for adventurers who rely on magic power to fight.

As more and more people flocked to the camp, it gradually became lively and even earned the nickname "Adventurer's Camp".

However, in this land brimming with opportunities, an incongruous figure emerged—

A goblin.

Goblin Iron betrayed the Goblin Lair and helped adventurers conquer the Goblin Great Lair.

At that moment, he was carrying an apple he had picked from the forest, walking unsteadily along the path in the camp.

"Hey, isn't this our great hero, the traitorous goblin?"

A sarcastic voice rang out from the crowd, followed by a burst of laughter.

The crowd cast mocking and contemptuous glances their way, as if they were watching a joke.

Nobody likes a traitor.

Even though, because of his betrayal, many fewer people died.

What's more, what's in front of us are goblins.

Faced with the ridicule of the crowd, Goblin Iron seemed to be in another world.

He shut out their ridicule and disdain.

He walked along the road, looking completely at ease, as if nothing around him existed.

Only him, and the apple he held in his hands, which he had picked from the forest.

Those apples, as red as a young girl's cheeks, were all incredibly tempting.

He thought of the woman at home, the woman who had never laughed in the lair.

His pace quickened involuntarily, his heart filled with warmth and anticipation.

"As long as she's happy, nothing else matters."

He said this to himself silently.

However, at that moment, he suddenly sensed something ahead of him.

He instinctively tried to step around it, but it was too late.

The figure, like a wild beast out of control, suddenly charged forward.

Faced with this sudden attack, Goblin Iron had no time to react.

He felt a powerful force strike him, and then he lost his balance.

He tumbled and fell to the ground.

The apples in her arms fell to the ground like shooting stars.

"Don't you have eyes?!"

The adventurer Kula, who had bumped into the goblin iron, stood there arrogantly, his eyes full of anger.

His voice, like thunder, echoed around.

"You bumped into me, kneel down and apologize to me now."

At this moment, he absorbed a drop of dragon blood and survived, his strength growing rapidly, and he became a silver-level adventurer.

Xionda died.

This fueled his hatred for goblins.

"sorry"

Even though he knows he wasn't in the wrong.

Even though he knew that the humans in front of him were deliberately rushing towards him.

But that didn't mean anything. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw an adventurer on the roadside who was looking at him with disdain and mockery.

At this moment, he felt out of place among these adventurers.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

"sorry"

After saying that, he bent down and began to pick up the apples on the ground.

However, just as he was about to touch the apple, Kula suddenly stomped on it.

Snap!

The apple was crushed, and juice splattered everywhere.

Goblin Iron was stunned as he stared at the crushed apple.

"Do you think this will get you forgiven?"

Kula stared at Goblin Iron, her eyes filled with rage.

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"Are you kidding me!"

Kula's voice boomed like thunder, her eyes burning with fury as if she wanted to incinerate the goblin iron before her.

"Those who were killed by you goblins, those who were bullied by you goblins—how do you intend to repay their blood debt?!"

He suddenly drew his longsword from his waist, the tip gleaming coldly, and aimed it straight at Goblin Iron's neck.

Goblin Iron showed no sign of backing down; he simply gazed silently at Kula, his deep eyes filled with complex emotions—

Fearless, moved, and with a hint of barely perceptible fear and tension.

"Draw your sword!"

Kula roared, his voice echoing through the empty camp, filled with endless grief and despair.

Goblin Iron clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking as if telling of his inner struggle and anger.

However, he did not draw his sword; instead, he stared directly at Kula with his eyes.

"Really?"

Kula sneered, a hint of disappointment and mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Then you can go and die!"

With that, he swung his longsword sharply, the blade flashing as he aimed straight for Goblin Iron's head.

However, just as the sword was about to touch Goblin Iron's neck, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked Goblin Iron's path.

"Bang!"

A loud metallic clang rang out as Kula's longsword was firmly blocked.

He looked up and saw Jori standing in front of him, blocking his attack with a longsword.

"What are you doing!"

Kula roared as he tried to break free of Jori's grasp.

But Jori's strength was superior to his, and he couldn't move an inch.

"Didn't I tell you? We can't kill him."

Jori said calmly, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.

"Why? Why help a goblin!"

Kula roared, his eyes filled with incomprehension and anger.

"They are our enemies! They are ruthless killers!"

Jori did not answer his question, but simply looked at him quietly with his deep eyes.

Kula's anger grew stronger, and his magic began to surge uncontrollably, a powerful aura emanating from his body.

"What are you still doing? Let's go!"

Jori suddenly turned to Goblin Iron and said.

Goblin Iron paused for a moment, then nodded and turned to leave.

He left, still clutching the intact apple tightly in his hand.

"I will definitely kill you, kill you!!!"

Behind him came Kula's furious roar, but Goblin Iron did not turn around.

This kind of thing has happened frequently since the goblin lair was destroyed and he started living with the adventurers. (End of Chapter)