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

"Yes, it's been a long time."

Arthur stared intently at Victoria, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"Ye Yan, what's wrong?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell to the side, where Yalius was staring wide-eyed at someone who was gorging himself.

"Little One"

"Little foodie!"

The two elves, like children who never grew up, were bickering with each other.

My child.

Victoria's gentle gaze shifted from Gluttony and returned to Arthur.

"He has fallen into a deep sleep, and that is why we have come here."

"Asleep?"

Arthur frowned, realizing something.

The one controlling Ye Yan at this moment is definitely not Ye Yan himself.

"What brings you here? What's the deal with those knights?"

Arthur could tell that Victoria knew something.

"What's wrong with them?!"

Victoria smiled slightly at Arthur.

"Don't you know this force better than anyone else?"

"No!"

Arthur shook his head in denial, referring to those knights.

He truly felt the power of 'lust'.

But that's impossible.

"That guy is impossible."

"I don't think you should waste your time here right now."

Victoria interrupted Arthur, turning her gaze to the distance where the knights' camp was located.

Suddenly, bursts of very strong power erupted from there.

That power broke through maturity and reached completeness.

"What?!"

Arthur couldn't believe it; why were so many powerful auras appearing all at once?

Each and every one of them is no less than the Knight Commander!

"What exactly happened there?"

"Those knights were expendable pawns, a catalyst for conflict."

Victoria smiled gently and offered a kind reminder.

But her words were anything but gentle to Arthur.

"If you don't get there soon, I'm afraid no one there will survive."

"What do you know?!"

Arthur wanted to ask on the spot.

Rumble!

But the sudden explosion made her realize that time was running out.

Arthur glanced at Gluttony under the ancient tree and at Victoria, whose strength had suddenly undergone a dramatic change, and knew that she had no chance.

So, after only a moment's thought, I made a decision.

brush!

Like a whirlwind or a thunderbolt, Arthur's figure vanished instantly, heading towards the knights' camp.

Suddenly, Victoria's voice echoed in my ears.

"My promise remains unchanged. You may wait for me in the ruins of the goblin lair for the next seven days."

Upon hearing Victoria's words, Arthur frowned, but did not slow down.

Arthur might have been very happy to have heard this before.

She is finally going to turn back into a man.

Finally, I don't have to suffer anymore tonight.

Thinking of this, Arthur recalled that night.

Ye Yan, with an indifferent, pure, and utterly naive expression, said she wanted to help him.

Arthur was deeply distressed.

It was Ye Yan's words and expression that kept Arthur going night after night.

But she would never forget that red mist.

Anger, sadness, disappointment.

A variety of emotions swirled in her mind.

The fact of her brother's death, along with the more than ten thousand souls who perished, made it impossible for her to interact with him as before.

He even wanted to kill her to avenge his brother.

But deep down, she did feel a little reluctant.

"No, no, no!"

Arthur shook his head, banishing the terrible thought from his mind.

Her brother couldn't have died in vain, nor could those knights.

Why did Victoria suddenly become so powerful?

Suddenly, she understood why Victoria's strength had increased so much.

Her contracted elemental spirit has awakened.

But can a mere elemental spirit grant a growth-stage spirit power comparable to a mature-stage spirit?

Remembering what Victoria said, perhaps there is a way.

Arthur suspected that the elves in the Victoria Contract were definitely not simple.

She arrived while Arthur was pondering.

We arrived at the entrance of the Knights' Camp.

However, the scene before her eyes abruptly pulled her back from her thoughts.

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At this moment, the camp was in a state of chaos.

Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses littered the fields.

The knights' corpses lay scattered across the ground, layer upon layer.

The roars of wild beasts could be heard from time to time.

The goblin's cunning smile.

"This, this is impossible."

Arthur's voice trembled as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

I recalled Victoria's words.

"Those knights were expendable pawns, a catalyst for conflict."

"If you don't get there soon, I'm afraid no one there will survive."

A sacrifice?

Whose pawn is being abandoned?

And what was the trigger?!

Arthur crouched down and even examined the corpses on the ground, trying to figure out who they were.

But the corpses on the ground had various wounds, including knife wounds, injuries caused by magic, and even pieces of flesh that had been torn off.

And that hatred can come from goblins, and even humans.

But how could humans possibly eat each other?

She clenched her fists, feeling utterly helpless for the first time.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a humanoid monster emanating a faint black aura, with blood-red eyes, raised its longsword and lunged at Arthur.

How could Arthur, who was constantly on guard, possibly be ambushed?

She brandished her longsword, thrusting it into the monster's body, intending to cleave it open, but felt an obstacle—armor hidden in the black mist.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the forest as Arthur's longsword pierced deep into the monster's body.

However, instead of retreating as expected, it opened its gaping maw, its sharp fangs gleaming coldly in the moonlight, and lunged straight for Arthur's neck.

A cold glint flashed in Arthur's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged and he did not move.

With just a slight flick of his wrist, the longsword twisted fiercely inside the monster's body like a serpent.

Then, with a forceful movement, she swept the enormous monster away, sending it crashing heavily into a thick tree.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the tree shook violently, and leaves fell in a flurry.

A huge wound was cut into the monster's body by the longsword, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the ground and staining a patch of grass red.

Arsen was so badly injured by Arthur's attack that he almost lost his fighting ability.

Its armor shattered into countless pieces upon impact, revealing its writhing internal organs and festering skin.

The sight was nauseating.

However, the monster did not appear to be dead.

It staggered to its feet, took a few unsteady steps forward, and mumbled incoherently.

"Hungry...eat..."

Its eyes were fixed on Arthur, as if it had spotted some delicious food.

The torn wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Arthur, of course, wouldn't wait for the enemy to recover.

She took a step forward, her figure as swift as the wind, and instantly arrived in front of the monster.

The longsword, gleaming with a cold light, pierced the monster's throat like lightning.

"Hungry...eat..." (End of Chapter)