NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3: the goblin chief daughter
"Wait! Ragnar, don't go. Wait until Kalia come and check you out"
"Don't worry, aunty. I feel good," I said, running out of the hut. And towards the goblin clan.
Honestly, I wanted that evolution chance as soon as possible… especially in a forest where the strong eat the weak.
Heading toward the goblin clan felt like walking into a gang hideout, with a sign that said, 'I Hate Gangs!'
Nevertheless, I needed to finish the quest. That evolution chance was too precious to pass on.
As I neared the river, I saw their camp. It sat between the dense trees, surrounded by a wooden barrier.
It was unusual for goblins to craft such a thing.
The moment my feet stepped inside the barrier, I heard loud shouts.
Little green bodies popped out from nowhere, numbered at least twenty, all armed.
Some barely lifted their oversized clubs, it was funny; the clubs were bigger than themselves.
They all looked like angry kids demanding attention.
I lifted my hands in a mocking gesture, and said, "Whoa, kids. Where are your parents? Are you lost?"
The goblins growled at me, they clearly understood the insult, but none of them attacked, all tense, waiting for orders.
Then someone came out from the back.
It was Aria, the daughter of Kalmar, the goblin chief.
She held a spear in her hand, lifting it easily like lifting a twig. Just a glance told me she was the no nonsense type of woman.
Her ass jiggled with every step. Wiggling under the Leopard rags she wore, making an "armor"
"Dear Lord, I'm about to sin!" I murmured, looking at her.
She was also the tallest goblin I've seen, almost my height.
Smooth green skin, toned legs; she was clearly athletic.
And her chest was so big it strained the armor, bouncing with each step she took.
"Damn," I whispered under my breath.
She had the vibe of a dangerous beauty.
The kind that stabs a man in the throat the moment he annoyed her.
Her squad didn't dare look at her backside even once, showing how much fear she inspired.
As for the enemies… Well, they were already dead.
Everyone knew that if she caught someone checking her out, that someone would get a spear through his eye.
Her gaze fell on me, mostly curious, why a lone Kobold came to their goblin tribe.
I stepped forward anyway, clearing my throat.
"Aria, daughter of Kalmar," I said. "I've got a solution for your tribe's problem."
She scoffed, exhaling sharply and pointing her spear at me.
"What offer can a kobold possibly bring me? You're lucky I haven't told them to attack you already."
The goblins behind her stirred. Their noises grew, ready to attack me.
I didn't blink. Unbothered, I kept my posture straight, which only made them more wary.
"The Orcs are attacking you, aren't they?" I asked.
They all fell silent. A few goblins gulped; others grew angrier, getting reminded of past harassment.
One shouted, "They killed my brother!"
Another clenched his fists. "They burned our farm and killed my family!"
Aria's expression didn't change, but her grip tightened. Orcs were a problem even to her.
Sure, she could kill an orc 1-on-1, but she was just a single person. How much could she possibly change?
She stepped closer to me, this time, leaving just inches between us.
"Speak," she declared. "But not here. Let's go somewhere private"
Turning around, she walked ahead confidently, leaving her back to me.
"Such a crazy woman," I muttered.
Following her, I noticed her toned ass and perfect hips swaying. The leopard rags amplifying her hotness.
With each step, her rear jiggled under the fabric. She moved like a lioness , hot and dangerous.
I barely let my gaze rest on her for two seconds, before a sharp killing intent was directed at my head!
I knew If I kept looking, my brain matter would've spilled on the floor.
I choked and looked away immediately, rubbing the back of my head.
"I wasn't checking you out," I said with a straight face.
She stopped and tilted her head at me "Really?"
"Yes, I was looking at your armor." I declared as a matter of fact.
Her eyes narrowed, then softened slightly.
"Hmm, my armor? Why?"
I nodded. "Your rags are shaped for mobility. But they are too tight, you can't run or move like that"
She stared at me, genuinely surprised.
"How did you know that?" she asked.
"I paid attention," I shot at her back.
Honestly, I was indeed paying attention, just not for the innocent reason she thought.
Her lips curved slightly as she looked at me, amused.
It didn't take long and we reached a quiet spot near the river, hidden by trees.
The water flowed gently over the stones. Aria rested her spear against a tree and looked at me.
"Alright. We're alone now. Speak your offer."
I took a deep breath.
"Orcs aren't harassing you for fun," I said. "They need resources and slaves. Your tribe has both."
Aria listened carefully.
"And any place the Orcs go becomes barren," I continued "You already know that."
She clicked her tongue. "Obviously."
"So we can use that," I added.
She raised a brow. "Use what, exactly?"
"Their stupidity to our advantage," I said.
I pointed behind her toward the dark mountain on the horizon, smoke rising from its top.
"We could spread a rumor to the Orcs saying we found resources there that could support goblins for a full year."
"The volcano?" she blinked, tilting her head.
"Yes. And once they go there to check, we push them from behind."
"So they get cooked alive."
Hearing that, she burst out laughing , a loud, genuine laugh holding her stomach.
"You're insane," she said between breaths.
"And unique. Honestly, I've never seen a kobold think like that." She said, leaning closer and brushing my arm. "I like this plan…"
Alright, that escalated quickly.
Then she stepped forward and poked my chest.
"You're coming with me, my father needs to hear this from you. I want to see his reaction meeting you."
"What, right now?"
"Yes," she said firmly.
Before I could argue, she grabbed my arm and pulled me with her. Her grip was iron-tight.
Her squad saw us walking together and their jaws dropped, with expressions that said, "What does that kobold do to our boss?"
I didn't even bother looking at them.
As we headed toward the goblin tribe, a ding echoed in my mind:
[System Notice: Once they accept your plan, you may deliver the goods. Completing this delivery will complete your quest.]
You will be rated. And If they give you 5 stars, you will receive the highest-quality rewards.
"Noice" I murmured.