My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

This village is situated beside a small river.

Nestled amidst mountains and water, it is quite secluded.

There were probably several dozen households cooking over a fire in the quiet of the night.

Busy preparing for the next day's livelihood.

"Honey, you said the higher-ups sent people to recruit soldiers."

"Is it true that they're going to exterminate the undead?"

A farmer, sipping his wine, asked his wife, who was preparing dinner, for a question.

Upon hearing this, the wife put down the soup spoon she was holding.

His expression was full of hope:

"Of course it's true, I heard it from the village chief."

"Several villages nearby have been attacked by the undead."

She picked up a piece of moldy, black bread, spread some rotten butter on it,

Ignoring whether it pricked his mouth or not, he started eating it on his own.

The man frowned as he watched.

"Slow down, why are you eating so fast?"

The woman coughed twice and took a sip of water.

He explained in a rather annoyed manner:

"What do you mean, 'I want to die a glutton'?"

"Otherwise, if the dead really come, there won't be anything left to eat."

Hearing his wife's sighs, the man grabbed the wine jug and took a big gulp.

"Damn nobles, they're just a bunch of vampires."

"Knowing that there might be spirits around, they still won't let us take refuge in the town."

"On the contrary, they imposed mandatory conscription and increased taxes."

Even the wild animals in the forest have mysteriously disappeared.

"This is unbearable."

The two of them complained about this and that.

They lamented the injustice of the world and their own powerlessness.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The somewhat surprised husband looked at his wife.

"At this hour, who would come to visit?"

The wife shook her head upon hearing this.

"I don't know, let's go check it out."

"Maybe something happened to someone's family."

The two left the restaurant, puzzled, and headed towards the entrance.

The husband called out loudly, "Who is it?"

A soft, sweet voice came from outside the door after a short while:

"Hmph, robbery, hand over your snacks."

The couple were stunned when the cute female voice came out.

My mind was filled with questions.

"Hmm? Whose little girl is this? Coming over in the middle of the night asking for snacks?"

"Could something have happened to an adult in the family?"

The couple didn't even consider the possibility of robbery; in fact, they deliberately ignored the word "robbery."

They thought it was just a joke between children.

When they hurriedly opened the door.

The scene that flashed before my eyes caused my brain to freeze instantly.

Dorothy sat calmly inside the bamboo sedan chair.

It was carried by four burly orcs, followed by many other orcs.

That look of fangs sticking out and drooling...

The couple nearly fainted on the spot.

"Honey, am I still half asleep?"

"Why are there so many big green things in front of me?"

"Could this be the legendary goblin?"

The trembling wife grabbed her husband's arm.

No, I don't know.

"But I feel like we might be doomed to die of overeating."

Their words greatly displeased the orc leader.

"Hey, human, we're not goblins, we're green-skinned orcs."

"We don't eat people, we have food."

As the leader spoke, he pointed to the convoy behind him.

But by this time, the couple was terrified and couldn't care less about anything else.

All I could do was tremble uncontrollably.

Dorothy, sitting in her bamboo chair, witnessed this scene.

They shouted the slogan of robbery again:

"Hey, humans, I, the Queen, am here to formally inform you: you've been robbed. Doro!"

"Hurry up and hand over all the delicious snacks in the house."

Dorothy licked her lips, somewhat excited.

I almost drooled.

They were staring intently at the two of them.

The other beastmen did the same, all turning their gazes toward the couple.

Feeling the intense gaze upon them, the two villagers finally snapped out of their daze.

They asked tremblingly:

"Uh..., uh..."

"What did you just say? Are you trying to rob us of our snacks?"

"Could this be mushroom poisoning causing me to hallucinate?"

Feeling he had misheard, the villager instinctively scratched his ear.

In an attempt to hear more clearly.

"That's right, it's about robbing snacks. Hand them over now."

Dorothy repeated herself, her expression becoming a little fierce yet adorable.

At that moment, a childish voice also came from inside the house.

"Dad, Mom, what's all that noise?"

A little girl, about five or six years old, rubbed her sleepy eyes.

They walked over, puzzled.

Her sudden appearance startled her parents.

"Child, why did you run out?"

The mother burst into tears and immediately hugged her child.

As for the father, who was a farmer, he stood directly in front of the mother and daughter.

He looked at the ferocious beastmen, and even though his face showed fear, he still displayed defiance:

"Damn monsters, come at me if you have a problem, don't touch my family."

"If you really want to rob something, you can search for it yourself."

"Take whatever catches your eye."

The farmers were prepared to die.

Although he might not be able to save the mother and daughter, he would never let them die before him.

Dorothy, sitting on the bamboo chair, looked at the other person's resolute expression.

He gave a slightly disdainful snort:

"Hmph! Don't put on any family drama in front of me, the Queen."

"Your storyline is like a melodramatic soap opera on TV; I'm tired of seeing it."

She left the sedan chair, flipped in mid-air, and landed.

He swaggered in, carrying his buzzing stick.

The little girl, sheltered beneath her parents, saw Dorothy's appearance.

Curious little stars immediately appeared in their eyes.

"Wow, this girl is so cute! Is she a candy fairy from the forest?"

The little girl's innocent words made Dorothy pause in her tracks.

She turned to look at the little girl who wasn't much taller than her.

A rare instance of verbal praise:

"Heh~, you little one have quite the eye, actually appreciating my cuteness."

"The Candy Fairy's praise is indeed worthy of my status as Queen, Doro!"

Feeling cheerful, Dorothy took a tour of the room.

It turned out that the family didn't have any snacks at all.

The food they ate was practically no different from pig slop.

This made her frown, and she waved to the orc leader behind her.

"Lu Bu, tell Green Skin to bring over some dried meat and give some to this family of three."

She just issued this order.

This left the green-skinned man and the villagers completely bewildered.

"Hey big pink-haired guy, aren't we here to rob you? Why are you giving us jerky?"

When questioned by her subordinates, Dorothy put her hands on her hips and arrogantly raised her chin.

"Hmph, what do you know? This queen is not pitying them."

"Instead, we're going down the path of sustainable robbery."

"If these guys all starve to death from malnutrition, where will they even be able to rob snacks?"

"You need to get enough nutrition so you can be harvested like leeks. Doro!"