CHAPTER 92: VROGNUT’S STRENGTH! [FIXED... AGAIN!]

Vrognut had arrived at the camp and saw the other goblins fighting an orc. He looked over his shoulder as if to ask Drekk for an explanation, but it didn’t matter either way.

Vrognut noticed these goblins were having fun and raised a confused eyebrow. This shouldn’t be the case.

"Sigh..." Vrognut said out loud, clearly drawing everyone’s attention to himself.

They had no idea who he was because no one recognized him, but this didn’t matter.

Naruz looked at him and could instantly tell this goblin was a threat from the smell coming off him.

"How about I give it a go?" Vrognut questioned.

Throughout his journey, Vrognut never fought anyone alone and relied on his intellect.

However, he was putting himself on the spot right now and against an orc.

"What have you done?" Naruz asked him right away, but Vrognut chuckled at this response.

"A breeding tool speaks?" These were the words that left his mouth, and before Naruz could react, he had closed the distance between them.

Naruz interlocked her hands together and brought them down like a hammer to knock him down.

But it met no body. Vrognut sidestepped it. He showed far superior combat skill than Drekk did.

"What in the world was that movement?" Naruz muttered to herself.

"As I suspected, you are weak," Vrognut mocked her, but looking at her body, he could give her a new area of expertise.

If he took her in front of all these goblins, they would understand these creatures were nothing more than things to breed with.

There was a reason why their genes killed off the women who had their babies. It was because they were unimportant.

Naruz tried to kick him, but Vrognut managed to dodge it at the last second. However, it nearly connected.

And this was when Vrognut took this chance to attack her supporting foot while the other was in the air. He bit into it like a rabid dog, tearing a huge chunk of her skin.

This forced her to fall on her back. Green liquid spewed out of her wound like a fountain.

Naruz had to look up to see that this goblin’s teeth were as sharp as a razor. He had weaponized them.

Vrognut knew how to kill goblins. He wasn’t just any goblin either, and Naruz looked horrified because there was so much bloodlust coming out of someone so small.

Gribnox stood there, frozen in place by how brutal this goblin was. It fought like a wild animal.

However, growing up in this region had sheltered Gribnox from the harsher reality that came with being a goblin.

But Gribnox noticed his eyes were focused on Drekk, like he was trying to remind him.

He noticed something more troubling. Naruz wasn’t showing the same energy she did a moment ago.

Vrognut ran his jagged fingers across her thigh, and Naruz realized her body was slowly losing its strength.

"W-What is going on?" Naruz thought to herself, but Vrognut knew she must have noticed how her body had dulled.

"You’re feeling it right now, aren’t you?" Vrognut questioned before tapping his jagged teeth.

There was no doubt it was his bite that did this, but goblins weren’t poisonous, which meant this must have been something gained naturally.

Vrognut climbed on top of her and walked on her stomach. Naruz tried to lift her head but couldn’t.

"I always wondered why we couldn’t produce females of our own, and then it hit me. It was because we were meant to breed with you all..." Vrognut said, staring right at her chest.

It looked like a hill he had to climb from where he was. He licked his lips in anticipation. He was going to violate her for all to see, a clear reminder that this was their purpose.

Everyone knew what was about to happen, but no one could do anything to stop it.

Gribnox had tried to gather his courage, but the bloodlust he felt earlier broke any courage he managed to build.

"Now the-" Vrognut was about to rip the cloth covering her breasts, but a powerful blow sent him flying away like he had no weight.

It was Naz. She wasn’t about to stand by and let Naruz be violated and planned to put an end to this.

"You filthy bastard, what do you think you’re doing?" Naz barked at him.

Vrognut had managed to lessen the damage, which meant he was able to react to her speed.

Goblins were smaller, so naturally, they should be faster than orcs.

"I was about to put my seed in that one," Vrognut said casually, and this was when Drekk finally stepped in.

"That is enough," Drekk stepped into the arena, and Vrognut looked at the goblin in front of him with visible disappointment.

"Enough?" Vrognut questioned. He had lost a lot of his goblins and knew he needed a new supply.

After all, goblins existed to be sacrificed for his own good, and he would do this without hesitation.

Drekk knew he had to stand up to him because, ultimately, there was a reason why he was here, and this wasn’t it.

But how easily he defeated Naruz was frightening. This was why the average goblin in the other regions was closer in strength to Drekk—it was because of their upbringing.

Vrognut looked at Naz and Naruz with a satisfied grin before walking past Drekk.

"What will you do when they decide they want a piece of that?" Vrognut whispered into his brother’s ear.

Drekk looked around and noticed most of the goblins had erections. They were looking forward to seeing Naruz get violated, despite laughing with her a moment ago.

They must have wondered what she looked like with her chest out, and having the chance to satisfy that curiosity was something they wouldn’t pass up.

Morality? What was that? This didn’t exist in their world, and goblins were considered monsters for a reason beyond just their appearance.

Naz looked around and saw the look in their eyes alongside their erect cocks. These goblins wanted to mate with them.

"That is enough! Everyone return to work!" Gribnox screamed at the top of his lungs because these orcs were under his protection.

The goblins reluctantly returned to work, but Gribnox knew things were about to take a turn for the worse.

He knew he couldn’t handle it. Why was he always alone when these situations happened?

-

Byung and Maui were given all they needed to complete their journey, including a map.

The orc had done his job and had no interest in joining whatever it was they planned.

If he knew they were this rich, he would have asked for more gold coins.

They were given a horse—one of the three horses these farmers had—because of the gold coin.

They could easily buy many more, so it wasn’t a problem.

If Byung was going to keep the gold coins coming, their entire life was about to change.

They were going to go out of their way to keep them happy so they wouldn’t change their minds.

Byung wanted to nap, so Maui placed him between her breasts. His head popped out of her cleavage, with the soles of his feet on the bottom of her crop-like top.

"Poor thing, he must be tired," Maui thought to herself, but she wondered why he needed those humans.

He only told her about his plans to unite orcs and goblins. This was the first time she was hearing about humans. Byung showed sympathy and empathy, traits that weren’t common in goblins.

Even though his plan was a smart one, he had instructed these humans to occasionally visit their territory so he could have a way of passing messages outside of their borders.

But why would they take this risk? This was also how they would receive the payments Byung had promised them.

This would give them the reason to find a way past the patrol border, and the orcs basically had a feeling of being less than these humans.

They would have no reason to stop them because they would assume it was just more humans dealing with the goblins.

Byung had thought about this on the spot. It wasn’t something he had been planning, but he knew he had to take advantage of the chances life threw at him without a doubt.

He had set up a communication network, and now the next thing was finding Murkfang.

Maui wondered if this goblin was so different because he came from the womb of someone as great as the exiled Chieftess.

It would be the first time a goblin had mated with an orc of such a high rank, after all.

She was trying to understand his background and how Borg would react if he found out this goblin was the son of the sister he betrayed.

She followed the map. She had no idea how an actual kingdom would treat her if she walked inside their border, so she had to think twice before doing so.