I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 98 There's hope!

Crackling sound—

Hearing the sound of burning wood, Knight Valos opened his eyes.

What happened?

Oh.

It's the fireplace that's burning.

"Huff, huff..."

What time is it now?

housekeeper……

The housekeeper is not here.

Knight Valos took a deep breath and turned to look around.

He returned to his main house.

The bedroom, with its stone brick walls and sturdy oak frame, was twice the size of a typical family's house.

Warm sunlight streamed into the room through the copper-framed windows inlaid with clear crystals.

This relieved Knight Valos.

He is back.

He really did return from that strange battlefield!

But he quickly frowned again.

He was troubled by the same problem that had been troubling him for the past few days—how to explain things to Baron Talis.

Saying he was "ambushed by goblins" would make him seem extremely incompetent.

Even if you bring out the bear-beastmen, it still won't explain it.

Two knights riding dragon horses and fully armed were no match for the bear-beastman?

Are you kidding me!

When their swords, armor, and the dragon-horses beneath them are merely props for clowns?

Serving a feudal lord is not something that can be accomplished in a short time.

We must produce tangible results!

Otherwise, it will ultimately have to be converted into money or goods and handed over!

Baron Talis's current financial situation... his thirst for wealth is like that of a troll encountering a harsh winter.

They might take this opportunity to devour his entire family!

"Are the adults still sleeping?"

Knight Valos heard the sound outside the door with his extraordinary senses.

That was his butler.

"I don't know. But judging from the past few days, the adults don't leave their rooms until noon."

This is the servant who guards the door for him.

A little girl who had recently been sold into the family.

"It's okay, I can wait."

"Butler, what has happened?"

"It's good news, but there's no rush."

good news!

Upon hearing this, Knight Valos disregarded his usual etiquette and dignity, and immediately got out of bed and put on his leather boots.

He walked a few steps to the door.

Snapped!

He opened the bedroom door himself and looked at his butler: "What good news?"

"Lord Varos!"

The little girl, not even ten years old, stared in astonishment, then quickly knelt down.

She lowered her head, her body trembling.

It is a grave offense for a servant not to serve the nobility!

She had heard that the last child standing here had been sold not long ago!

The butler was a middle-aged man, not a nobleman, but dressed neatly.

He straightened up and said, "Lord Varos, this good news concerns the goblins you brought back. I'd rather you see them for yourself than just talk."

?

Knight Valos frowned.

Is it related to the goblins he brought back?

After locking himself in the main house for three days, Knight Valos recalled the creature that was a size bigger than the other goblins.

I was just in a hurry at the time, so I just grabbed it randomly.

As a result, he simply captured the goblin and brought it back.

After being captured, even Knight Valos was dumbfounded.

The butler was dumbfounded when he saw that he had brought back a goblin.

Farol, the retired blacksmith who helps the butler manage the manor on a daily basis, is also baffled.

I've never seen anyone bring back one of these things!

At that moment, the butler hesitated for a moment, just about to ask what was going on.

Then the goblin suddenly ran into the field and started pulling weeds.

They even threw the completely dried animal manure from the fields onto the roadside.

Knight Valos only remembered laughing in anger at the time.

He told the steward to have someone keep a close watch on this only prize and not let it get away.

Then, Knight Valos locked himself in the main house for three days.

Looking back now, he must have been completely out of his mind.

Knight Valos rubbed his temples and said to the steward, "Take me there."

He wanted to see what the good news was.

The butler nodded: "Yes, sir."

The adults finally agreed to come out!

He immediately turned around and led the way.

The girl kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief as the two walked away.

Lord Valos didn't care about him!

Knight Valos walked out of the main house.

Having not left the house for several days, the bright sunlight made his eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

Only then did he realize that it was noon again.

These past few days have been so dull and disorienting.

The manor only has about two hundred people in total, so it's not very big.

Knight Valos spotted the goblin he had brought back at a glance.

It was carrying a small bucket and watering the field.

A slight stench wafted out.

"Damn it! Why isn't this seedling growing?"

The strong goblin looked annoyed and poured manure water into the field.

In fact, it was the one that was most confused a few days ago.

It barked a few times when it was first grabbed, then the wind blew so hard it couldn't open its eyes, and it could only feel its arm being pulled hard.

I was so focused on preventing my arm from being pulled off that I had no energy to do anything else!

I don't know how much time passed, but when I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by a completely unfamiliar scene.

Vast, open areas of exposed soil, houses built of wood and stone, and a multitude of humans!

The strong goblin was also completely bewildered.

No one noticed its expression.

It was being watched by three humans at that moment.

It didn't dare to look closely at the expressions of the three humans.

All it wanted was to live.

It must prove its usefulness!

In a panic, the strong goblin ran to the nearby field and started weeding.

If I can't do anything else, surely I can farm!

Not to mention the new elders who arrived some time earlier and have been leading people to farm every day!

According to the new elder's method, there are still many things to be done regarding this land!

Weeds should be pulled out.

Dried manure clumps should also be able to be mixed with water for irrigation.

Although it didn't recognize the wheat seedlings, these plants were clearly taller than the weeds.

In order to survive, it didn't care about the "poisonous smell"!

After several days of drought, the seedling only grew to the height of a finger!

Fortunately, these humans probably thought it had value, and they would throw it a piece of bread every day.

My stomach hurts from eating.

But they won't starve to death.

The strong goblin didn't know if he would ever have a chance to return to the tribe.

It began to miss life in the tribe.

Even if I can't be a leader, I won't be a slave!

It still couldn't let go of its position as leader.

Now I can finally let go completely.

A bucket of manure was quickly used up.

The strong goblin glanced at Farol and the young guards with weapons standing on the roadside by the field, and pointed to the nearby river.

This is the communication method it has figured out over the past few days.

The most primitive form of body language.

This time, however, both Farol and the soldiers shook their heads.

The strong goblin frowned, puzzled.

But the two humans, one old and one young, stopped looking at it and turned to look at the side of the road.

They all bowed their heads and cried out, "Thank you for your protection, Lord Varos!"

The reason he bowed his head was because Knight Valos was wearing pajamas.

Looking directly at someone in this situation would be considered an offense to the privacy of the nobility.

But Sir Valos didn't look at them; instead, he turned to the steward and asked, "What good news did you mention?"

The butler pointed at Farol: "Farol, you speak."

Farol stepped forward amidst the puzzled gaze of Knight Valos.

He looked down and pointed to the field beside him: "Sir, this goblin knows how to farm!"

Valos Knight turned his head with a puzzled look toward the field where the strong goblin was.

This wheat field... is indeed cleaner.

But he couldn't see any good news.

Farol continued, "This goblin eats only a little over half as much as a serf, but the land it cultivates is far better than what a typical serf cultivates!"

"Look, the leaves haven't turned yellow; in fact, they've grown even more leaves!"

Knight Valos compared the field before him with the other fields.

She definitely looks better!

He felt his groggy mind suddenly relax.

Saved!