054 - Invasion Pt.III

"Gorm-san! Don't you think that troll is strong?"

This was the leader of the Krav tribe in the West. Wielding his giant mallet and heavy rusty armor, he grinned and scratched his cheek.

"He alone has taken down fifty of those bees."

Gorm agreed with him.

"Then shall we engage in battle?"

Dressed in mere filthy rags and holding a rusty sword, the leader of the Zamp tribe suggested to them.

"Hehehe… Sure, depends on what I get from it."

The skinny hobgoblin said. He held two rusty daggers laced with poison. He was a shrewd fellow, but still one of the hob-goblin captains and the leader of the Stamp tribe.

"Please, do not suggest something so suicidal."

This time, the voice belonged to that of an elderly female hob-goblins. She also wore rags and leaned on her crooked staff for aid. She was the leader of the Tak tribe and also one of the hob-goblin captains.

"Don't you think so, Oda dearie?"

She was referencing to the young hob-goblina who was once her disciple.

"I will follow Gorm to wh
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