Interspecies Training Manual

to be frank.

If it weren't for the goblin chieftain's pointed ears and dark green skin, judging solely by his imposing demeanor, Roan would have mistaken him for a nobleman from a human empire.

The goblin chieftain slowly began to speak to the goblins in his tribe.

"Celia, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you."

Since Roan couldn't understand the goblin language, he had to ask those around him for help.

Celia listened intently.

They were quite far from the center of the tribe, but fortunately, the goblin chief's voice was extremely loud and penetrating, so they could still be heard.

"Master, the chief says there are still ten days until the harvest."

Celia began simultaneous interpretation.

"Within ten days, all tribesmen need to collect more spoils of war, including food, weapons, and live animals."

"He intends to bring abundant tributes to show off the wealth of his tribe on the day of the harvest and challenge the position of Goblin Chieftain."

Is he actually trying to seize the position of Great Chief?

Roan had not expected that this chieftain had such great ambitions.

He also said that if it is difficult to find prey or passing caravans in this forest, then they should leave the forest and go to places where humans live.

Celia continued translating, her brow furrowing as she spoke.

"Raze their farms, burn their houses, steal everything, and capture all the living people."

"He wanted to personally execute these prisoners and use human blood to vent his hatred."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo An saw the goblin chieftain run his finger over the long, healed scar below his left eye, his pupils revealing a strong sense of ferocity.

He drew the sword from his waist, which was engraved with a noble coat of arms and still bore dark bloodstains.

"He obtained this sword after personally killing a human nobleman."

Celia paused for a moment after hearing the next sentence.

"If the tribesmen capture enough people this time, he will personally promote them, bestow upon them royal blood, separate them from the lower-ranking tribes, and make them leaders who can command the troops."

To bestow royal blood?

An ominous premonition rose in Luo An's heart.

"Waaaaah~"

The goblins in the tribe suddenly erupted in a roar that echoed through the valley. They frantically pounded the ground with their weapons, their eyes seemingly ignited by something, and the atmosphere reached its climax.

The goblin chieftain watched with satisfaction as his people reacted.

He carried his sword and walked down the steps, with the shaman immediately following behind him.

He walked to the open space in the center of the tribe, where several trembling humans were tied to wooden stakes.

The leader was dressed in a magnificent robe stained with blood, his hair was disheveled, and his face was filled with the fear of impending death.

Judging from his attire, he was clearly a nobleman of considerable status.

Two men and two women were tied behind him. All four were dressed fairly well, but the slave marks on their exposed skin indicated their slave status.

The goblin chieftain grabbed the nobleman's hair and pulled his head up.

"No...please...please spare my life."

The nobleman cried out pitifully for mercy in a disheveled state.

The goblin chieftain's face showed no emotion, only a cold hatred.

The sword rises, the head falls.

A streak of blood splattered, and the head rolled to the ground.

"You...you killed the Gordon family..."

Before one of the slaves could finish speaking, his head flew off.

Subsequently, the remaining three slaves were also beheaded.

Blood spread across the open ground, igniting the goblins' emotions, and the roars in the valley became even more frenzied than before.

"Master...this goblin chieftain harbors too much hatred for humans."

Seeing the scene of carnage just now, Celia's voice trembled slightly.

"Humans must have done something to him to incur such hatred."

Roan guessed that the long scar on the goblin chieftain's face might have been left by humans.

But thinking about it, there's no problem.

Humans slaughter goblins, and goblins can naturally slaughter humans in return.

It's simply a matter of whoever is weaker dies.

Looking down at the goblins reveling below, Roan was filled with worry.

I thought the farm would only face great danger after the harvest.

But this goblin chieftain's hatred for humans...

It probably won't be long before these incited goblins burst out of the forest and destroy the surrounding farms and villages.

If he were to actually become the Goblin Chieftain, given the extent of his hatred for humans, he might lead the tribal alliance in a full-scale invasion of the human empire!

"Celia, we should go."

Roan wanted to see if the Alien Handbook would react to the goblin chieftain.

However, the distance was too great, and he couldn't possibly infiltrate the tribe, so he had to abandon the idea for the time being.

What Roan is most concerned about now is to make preparations as soon as possible after returning to the farm.

......

Returning along the same route, the pace was much faster than before.

The lush foliage blocked most of the sunlight, making the view somewhat dark again.

Suddenly, there was movement in the jungle ahead.

A group of goblins, swaying slightly, raised their hands, carrying out a slender figure.

The girl's head hung low, her cat ears, covered in mud, lay limply, her pale face devoid of color, and blood still seeping from the arrow piercing her back.

The goblins went berserk the moment they saw the two figures ahead, and charged forward wielding their clubs.

Luo An took a step forward, and a wind blade condensed in his hand. He quickly dispatched the eight goblins.

The cat-eared girl rolled onto the fallen leaves without reacting.

Luo An walked over and squatted down to examine her injuries.

Her condition is very bad; she is breathing extremely weakly.

"Why are these goblins carrying an orc?"

Despite his doubts, Luo An had already used healing magic to simply treat his wounds.

He looked at the arrow embedded in her back, blood and flesh, and guessed that she must have been being hunted by someone.

Luo An lifted the tattered cloth on her back and saw a black mark.

The mark is not purple.

Although this orc has been marked as a slave and his status has become that of a slave, he currently has no master.

Just then, the Interspecies Handbook reacted.

[Detectable breedable alien race: Elena (Elf)]

Current trust level: 0%

When the trust level with a creature of another race reaches 50%, a bond can be formed. Upon successful binding, the Orc's unique racial talent will be granted.

"Master, could she be a slave who escaped, like me?"

The cat-eared beastman's injuries were too severe, and Celia was helping to heal him.

She remembered that when she escaped, she had also fainted.

Luo An nodded, pressed on her back, and pulled the arrow that was embedded deep in her flesh.

He saw the cat-girl's brows furrow slightly, and her eyelashes tremble.

"She was most likely shot by an arrow while fleeing, and passed out due to the severity of her injury. Then, a passing goblin picked her up as a trophy."

This is Luo An's rough guess.

If they hadn't fallen into a coma, these goblins wouldn't have been a match for this orc.

"A little treatment will suffice."

Roan was worried that the slave hunters who were chasing her were still nearby.

Slave hunters who dare to engage in this line of work are no pushovers.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, it's best to leave the forest and return to the farm as soon as possible.

After stopping the bleeding, Luo An carried Elena's frail body on his way.

"Seria, let's take her back first."