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

Chapter 6 I saw it, the qualifications of a king.

the other side.

"General."

Following behind the Goblin General, the Goblin Shaman asked in bewilderment.

"Shouldn't we kill this kind of alien that attacks its own kind from birth?"

"that"

As if afraid of angering the general, the goblin shaman added:

"I'm not questioning the general's decision."

"However, I don't think we need these goblins."

Upon hearing the goblin shaman's words, the goblin general stopped and looked back.

The indignant goblin shaman said in a deep voice:

"I saw the right qualities in that kid."

"qualifications?"

The goblin shaman was puzzled.

"That's right!"

The general nodded, his eyes fixed on a point beyond the forest, a hint of reminiscence in his gaze as he said:

"The qualifications to become king."

"What?!"

Upon hearing the general's words, the goblin shaman was greatly alarmed!

The qualifications of a king.

"So, that child was born carrying the king's seed?"

Special Talent: Seed of Kings.

That's what everyone dreams of, the essential condition for becoming king.

Only those creatures bearing the blood of kings are qualified to become kings.

To become the king's reserve force.

Countless goblin generals have dreamed of this for over a hundred years.

The qualification that even the most powerful cannot obtain has appeared in a newborn goblin.

If the other generals found out, this forest, which had been peaceful for so long, would once again be engulfed in bloodshed.

Some races, especially humans, might even try to kill the cub.

After all, a race with a king and a race without a king are worlds apart.

They goblins have fallen to this state precisely because they have never had a king.

The Goblin Empire was once so glorious.

But actually

Not all goblins want a king to be born.

They just want to be king.

Thinking of this, Goblin Shaman Sha glanced cautiously at the general.

I wonder what the general is thinking.

"So, I don't need to tell you what to say and what not to say, do I?"

"Your subordinate understands," the goblin shaman nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then continued:

"Then, Your Majesty."

The goblin shaman hadn't finished speaking.

He was immediately locked onto by a terrifying killing intent, and swallowed the words he was about to say.

Without the slightest hesitation, he changed his words and said:

"Then, what should be done with the elves who have given birth to their young?"

Logically speaking, since she was the king's birth mother, she should have received the utmost respect from the entire clan.

However, they are goblins, and they have no concept of "birth mother".

In their eyes, females are nothing more than tools for reproduction.

Most importantly, goblins do not have females and can only reproduce by relying on other females.

This is also one of the reasons why their great goblin empire perished.

We've offended too many races.

My first reaction upon seeing them is to eliminate them immediately.

As the goblin shaman had expected, the goblin general didn't hesitate, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and said:

"As a king, I naturally don't need that so-called birth mother."

"But that boy seems very dependent on, wanting to protect that elf."

"snort!"

The goblin general snorted coldly, "Then we absolutely cannot let her live."

"My king needs no weaknesses."

"but"

The goblin pondered for a moment and said:

"This matter isn't urgent."

"The elf can be kept until the king has sufficient strength."

"Keep it for now"

"At least, until that guy gets out of infancy, he still needs that elf to play the role of mother."

"Yes"

The goblin lowered its head, its green face lost in thought.

General Goblin merely glanced at Shaman Sha.

He then ignored it.

The elven girl eventually accepted the child who had protected her since birth.

She took meticulous care of everything about Ye Yan.

After that, they were taken to a house.

It's more like a prison than a house.

Iron bars made of metal imprisoned one girl after another. The long building was divided into small, square houses by walls every 2 meters.

Goblins were stationed on both sides of the corridor.

Furthermore, these women had already been imbued with witchcraft after they entered.

A type of manipulation magic.

To prevent them from strangling the goblin cubs, and to psych them out, raise the cubs.

Goblins have a very short growth cycle.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

It only takes three months to finish infancy and enter the growth period.

This is one of the reasons why goblins can reproduce and survive rapidly on the continent, spreading across the entire land like cockroaches.

"Hmm, that's strange."

An old man holding a staff glanced at the elf who was intently feeding the goblin cubs and scratched his green head.

"Have I already logged off?"

"Ugh, never mind, I'm so tired!"

"After we're done, I'll go have some sex."

As he spoke, the old goblin shaman, with a lewd look on his face, glanced at the girl inside through the iron gate.

If it weren't for what the general said, that for the sake of the race's development, they should be restricted from harming females who have just given birth.

It had already pounced on it.

There's no need to go through all that trouble.

You have to go to the breeding room to do it.

In fact, they just kept doing it before, after giving birth, they continued doing it.

Sometimes they even give birth and have sex at the same time.

Seeing the females' pained and struggling expressions gets it excited!

But everything changed after the general arrived.

"Why"

The old goblin sighed.

"I really miss those days."

Unfortunately, we can't go back.

Although the general's arrival did indeed make them much stronger overall.

The old goblin glanced greedily at the elf who was nursing.

"What a pity."

It shook its head and chose to leave.

Little did she know, a pair of dark eyes were staring intently at her.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed.

Ye Yan has also grown quite a bit taller.

It also made up for the shortcomings when I was first born.

For the next few days, the elf took care of Ye Yan.

She did almost everything a clumsy mother should do.

As her child, Ye Yan naturally enjoyed all of this.

He was enjoying a happy time that he had no memory of.

Until he could move again.

Although this body was weak, its growth and recovery speed exceeded his expectations.

There was even a mysterious force that was transforming his body.

And there was this thing that was always floating in front of him.

[

Name: Ye Yan

Race: Low-level Goblin

Stage: Infancy

Power: 19

Speed: 20

Physical condition: 20

Mana: 1

Skill: Shadow Step

Exclusive Skill: Predation

Talents: Concealed aura, fluent in languages.

Special Talent: Seed of Kings.

]

What do these things mean?

"Come on, call her Mom."

The elf murmured awkwardly to Ye Yan in her arms.

"Mother"

Ye Yan awkwardly imitated the elf's shout.

"Yes, it's Mommy!"

The elf wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and Ye Yan could feel that her hands had gotten colder.

Mom, she's scared.

Thinking of this, Ye Yan skillfully got down from her mother's arms and sat down beside her.

"Ah, um."

(End of this chapter)