Chapter 704 101. Obtaining the Goblin Golem
Annan sat in front of the campfire, while the village chief Mark and Dorai sat aside.
After the party, it’s time to talk business.
Annan picked up the toast placed on the stone and handed it to the little gnome who was looking forward to it with his hands in his mouth.
He ran away holding the little goblin as big as his own head. All races are cute when they are young, even goblins are ugly and cute at the same time.
Annan drafted a cooperation agreement, which provided Free City with supplies and shelter needed by the goblins, while the goblins provided ten firecrackers and a goblin golem.
At first, Annan thought that the "split" was only temporary. As a result, the goblins even divided the treasure trove. Ten fire guns and a goblin golem were what the village chief Mark received.
Does this count as Annan single-handedly dividing the goblin community in the swamp?
The key thing is that Annan did nothing.
Originally, Annan took them back to Liberty City on the side of the cooperation alliance, but he changed his mind after Dorai's subtle reminder.
Liberty City has passed the barbaric development period, and the population is approaching steady growth. Bringing people to Liberty City without conditions will cause residents to complain - not because the quality of life will be reduced, but because of the city-state we have worked hard to build, and outsiders will always want to come in. What it takes.
It would be fine if they could make goblin golems, but when Annan asked "Did you make goblin golems?", "Can you still make goblin golems?", the village chief of Mark Can't answer.
The truth they are unwilling to disclose should be the reason why Annan has a "sense of separation" - how can goblins wearing dirty animal skins create that goblin golem that looks like a work of art?
You can guess...
The goblins of the Fetid Swamp are not the creators of the goblin golems, they just inherited this part of the property.
The fire guns and the dust from the goblin golems in the treasure house are evidence of this.
The only thing Annan can think about right now is the twenty-nine goblin golems left in the Rotting Swamp. If he wants to take them back, he must do business and cooperate with other goblin villages.
If you want to do business and cooperate, you must let them see the benefits of doing so.
So the plan is simple, keep Chief Mark's village well fed and this group of goblins with unpredictable behavior will naturally change their minds.
This is just an agreement for the time being, not counting Belludona's witness contract.
After Chief Mark happily agreed, Annan asked it: "Why are you different from your tribe? Choose to believe in us?"
Its answer was that when it was wandering when it was young, it met a group of kind-hearted human mercenaries. They lived together for three months. It was a wonderful time...
The memories of the past are always deep and beautiful, so its people were not interested because Annan did not represent the southern countries, but it did not meeting.
"One more question, how do you know me?"
The village chief of Mark mysteriously took out a mirror and said it was something he stole from the treasure house when he was young.
The obscure decorative patterns on the side of the mirror reminded Annan of the magic mirror. Then, the village chief of Mark inlaid a magic crystal the size of a fingernail on the magic mirror——
A familiar scene appeared in front of Annan's eyes, which seemed to It was a theater showing Annan... or rather the scene of Jack and Rose embracing.
Annan couldn't help but think, damn, forget this is a magical world... How many guys are there who are prostituted to themselves like this for free?
But no matter what, this should be the reason why Mayor Mark really stands on his side.
These goblins are really acting like a child's play.
Annan simply took out a magic stone and asked Klein to show it to the goblins in the village.
"Dorai will be responsible for your affairs next." Annan said.
“It?”
Make Village Chief looked at his own people with a mean expression.
"Don't underestimate Dole, he is the Deputy Minister of Industry of Liberty City..."
Dorai raised his head in surprise. It actually only manages a goblin factory...
"You will be the one when you go back." Annan said with a smile.
Trusting the people around him is Annan's advantage. Goblins still have to deal with goblins. And being a smart goblin, Dorai knew how to do it.
Patterns leading to a new world appeared in mid-air, and the fog of the rancid swamp became a perfect carrier of magical images.
Looking at a palm-sized mirror is different from looking at a picture as big as a giant goblin golem. While the village chief Mark was obsessed, Annan was going to see how his residence was being built.
Silent Fermi and calm Dole followed. "I'm worried that other goblins will come and steal things," Dorai said.
"Will it?"
"When thinking becomes a burden, most goblins will follow their instincts."
Expose the giant goblin golems to them Only smart move, but still stupid as hell. The only killing weapon in the entire swamp was wasted.
The strength of the various elf villages is about the same, so when they see Chief Mark's village filled with supplies, it's impossible for them to do nothing.
Either take these goblins back to Liberty City, or...
"Fermi, how many hellfires can we bring to resist the goblins here?" Annan asked,
" 200 people.”
“Is that enough?”
"Musketeers are least afraid of defensive battles."
The terrain of the putrid swamp is complicated. There are only a few bush paths connecting different villages. Other goblins launch attacks and many die. Even if they can activate goblin golems...such large and inflexible enemies are the targets of magic artillery.
"Then just do what you said."
Annan felt pleased. The Musketeers' self-confidence has been established, and they do not feel that they are weaker than the professionals.
In the open space in the center of the village, a group of humans are building a wooden house.
The people doing the work were Free City workers, who hammered arm-thick pieces of wood into the mud and then laid them over.
"Why is it suspended?"
Annan walked over and asked. The foreman said that this is the practice of seaside fishing villages. Because of high tide, they will build stilt houses away from the ground to avoid moisture.
“Smart idea.”
Annan’s praise made them work harder.
"You seem a little sad." Annan's attention returned to Dole.
Dorai said that the stupidity of the tribe makes it sad.
"Because of the curse?"
"Hmm..."
In ancient times, the goblins established an extremely powerful empire, fought against the elves and dwarves, and were finally defeated by the elves. Divine Judgment.
This is similar to what the goblin leader said.
Even in the presence of moisture, giant goblin golems are a testament to the goblins' past glory - even thousands of years later, they are still functional.
"I really hope you can resist the effects of the curse..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden chaos in the distance - the goblins were frightened by the tide of rats in the magic image and fled in all directions. .
It seems not possible.
...
The workers who built the stilt houses went back with the goblin golems and got hellfire soldiers in exchange.
They were stationed and patrolling at the edge of the village and in the stilt houses. The honor of protecting Annan made them raise their heads high - the goblins did not want to see their faces.
As late night approaches, Annan in the stilt house takes out the magic mirror. If you don't ask, today's opportunity will be wasted.
He asked casually: "Magical...magic mirror, magic mirror, what should I do now?"
"Do what you think you should do." The magic mirror answered casually.
(End of this chapter)