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

Morris's voice was hoarse, filled with endless anger and resentment.

"I saw with my own eyes those damned goblins break into our village, killing everyone they saw. My sister... she was killed by them..."

At this point, Maurice's body trembled violently, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

And it was at that time that he gained the power to take revenge.

Unique skill: Goblin Slayer

"My sister kindly took him in when he was helpless, so why did he do something like that!"

"Why!"

However, no matter how much he roared or howled.

Goblin General Ren didn't say another word to him.

"You damn goblin, don't try to fool me!"

"I'm telling you, even if you let me go..."

"I won't let you get away with this either!"

"I'm going to kill you all! I'm going to slaughter every single goblin!"

Morris's roar echoed in the air.

However, Goblin General Ren did not stop.

He continued walking forward, as if he hadn't heard Maurice's roar.

Wujiao stood to the side, looking at Maurice, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

She had no idea that there was such a deep hatred between Maurice and the goblins.

However, she could sense that Goblin General Ren was not lying.

Moreover, she also knew that most low-level goblins were scoundrels.

They often do some outrageous things.

However, this does not mean that all goblins are bad.

She believed that Goblin General Ren was a good goblin.

As Wujiao left, he glanced at Maurice.

Her voice was somewhat low, but her tone was full of determination:

"General Ren never lies."

She paused slightly at this point, then continued:

"And General 'Tian's' character is far superior to that of you hypocritical humans."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wujiao turned and left.

Maurice was left lying on the ground alone, his eyes bloodshot, his mind filled with chaos and confusion.

"return!"

Morris struggled to shout, his voice carrying a hysterical quality.

He was somewhat puzzled, and even a little shaken.

Was he really wrong?

Could it be that he misunderstood Goblin General Ren?

Do not!

This is impossible!

He witnessed the goblins storm his village and kill his family.

He violated his sister.

He witnessed all of this firsthand.

How could he be wrong?

However, what General Goblin said...

But it felt like a thorn stuck in his heart, causing him waves of pain.

"Why? Why? Why?"

Morris muttered to himself.

He didn't know who he was asking, whether he was asking himself or that day.

And just then...

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

Your signature skill, "Goblin Slayer," is beginning to falter.

. . .

Time passed, I don't know how much.

Morris slowly got up from the ground, swaying unsteadily, and headed in the direction that Goblin General Ren had left.

Although he knew.

It's impossible to meet again, impossible to catch up.

But he just couldn't convince himself.

He wanted an answer.

Do goblins really not belong in this world?

For the first time, Morris wavered in the conviction that had been firmly etched into his mind.

He had also heard of Goblin General Ren, the kind-hearted goblin general.

But in his eyes, it was nothing more than an extremely hypocritical disguise.

But what about the goblin iron goblin?

Also, why is Amy with a goblin?

Why didn't that goblin kill him?

Why can goblins turn into elves?

and also.

"Haha, Maurice? Found you!"

What's the difference between humans and some goblins?

Humans, in pursuit of power, can sacrifice others, even their own kind, without hesitation.

Goblins, on the other hand, plunder all resources they can to reproduce.

What's the difference between the two? Aren't they both about sacrificing others to satisfy one's own desires?

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

An adventurer appeared before Morris.

On the adventurer's face, streaks of red lines surged, like rivers of blood.

That's a sign that the body couldn't handle too much magic power after absorbing too much redstone.

In other words, the adventurer in front of us has killed countless people in pursuit of power.

"I'm so lucky!"

The adventurer looked at the injured Maurice and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Without hesitation, he charged forward, his longsword gleaming coldly, aiming straight for Maurice's life.

The terrifying magic spread outwards like a tide, while Maurice, like a rootless duckweed, drifted with the wind, being blown about this way and that.

Suddenly, Maurice felt a lightness in his body.

"Pfft!"

A longsword pierced Maurice's chest, drawing blood.

However, before the adventurers could even rejoice...

The next moment, a sharp pain came.

"you"

The adventurer stared at Maurice in disbelief. What was going on?

Even though I had already severely damaged the other party.

However, when he looked down, he discovered that the longsword that had been stuck in Maurice's heart had disappeared.

Instead, a dagger suddenly attacked him from behind, piercing his neck.

"Bang……"

The adventurer's head flew off, smashed against the wall, and shattered.

Blood splattered all over Maurice's face.

"Luckily, I only needed one illusion spell to handle it."

Morris smiled.

This kind of low-level magic can only fool some ordinary people at most.

But for those who are seduced by the redstone and become arrogant due to their ever-increasing magical power, it is enough to kill them.

Morris dragged his weary body.

Along the way, all they encountered were greedy humans.

In fact, if one is not greedy.

In this dangerous forest, no one would choose to stay here.

Snapped!

Morris eventually collapsed from exhaustion.

At this moment, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his eyelids seemed too heavy to open.

"Humans..."

"Humans!"

A group of goblins appeared, with green skin, ugly faces, drool dripping from their mouths, and lewd, evil smiles.

"How lucky we are to encounter a lone human while we are on patrol."

"Heh heh, looks like he's an adventurer after all!"

"So what if they're adventurers? They'll just take a little longer to catch up with our numbers."

As they spoke, the goblins slowly approached, some even drawing their weapons.

Morris tried to get up.

However, the battle had already severely injured his body, leaving him unable to exert any strength.

And for some reason, the invincible "Goblin Slayer" skill could not be triggered.

"Are you going to die?"

Lying on the ground, Maurice watched the goblin slowly approach, and for the first time, he felt a profound sense of peace. (End of Chapter)