Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Therefore, both the eagle-men and the winged lookouts clearly saw this scene.

The two races reacted differently, but the same thought flashed through their minds.

—We absolutely cannot let these goblins get away!

The corpses of our own warriors were actually possessed by low-level monsters like goblins. Not only were the magic stones lost, but they were also so desecrated.

Whether stolen or found, it was a great disgrace to the Eagle People and the Winged People.

……

Ronan had no idea what those monsters were thinking.

At this moment, he stood quietly before the corpse, trying to understand it through the myriad phenomena of the universe.

It is known that all of these corpses were killed by the same person.

He instantly understood the current situation of the village.

"Not bad, you have guts."

Ronan nodded.

Then, glancing around at the goblins, he asked,

"Who killed them?"

Drawing a sword against the stronger is an extremely rare occurrence among goblins, low-intelligence monsters that act on instinct.

However, with the Nine-Tails present, the goblins were too frightened to even breathe, let alone answer Ronan's question.

Seeing this, Ronan waved his hand, signaling Nine-Tails to tone down its oppressive aura.

Nine-Tailed Fox understood, and its demonic aura slowly receded.

Immediately afterwards, an old goblin struggled to step forward.

Ronan narrowed his eyes.

"It is you."

"pity…"

"You're going to die soon."

Ronan's words, though blunt and harsh, are an undeniable fact.

Many goblins raised their heads, clenching their teeth, but still no one dared to make a sound.

The goblin village chief, leaning on his worn-out cane, gave a weak, bitter smile:

“You’re right. Our lifespan is around twenty years old, and I’m already nineteen. If nothing unexpected happens, I won’t live past this winter.”

"But even so, I still want to ask, as the Demon Lord, why have you taken a liking to us weak goblins?"

Anyone can see that Ronan holds the dominant position in the relationship between Ronan and Kurama.

This was also a question that had always puzzled the village chief.

In its view, this is as absurd as a country bumpkin suddenly getting the attention of the richest man.

Ronan glanced at him and calmly replied:

"There are no so many whys, it's just that it's easy for you to grasp, that's all."

"Now that you know these skeletons don't belong to humans, bring your people and come with me."

"Although I cannot grant you wealth and honor, it will not be a problem for you to escape your current state of poverty and weakness."

"Of course, the premise is that you have to work."

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Although the village chief still had many doubts, he had no other choice at the moment.

Not long after testing all of the tribe's more than one hundred goblins and confirming that none had been missed, Ronan took them all away.

……

……

"Are they all just kids? That's good, kids are much more innocent than adults."

Shortly after, Ronan looked at the numbers compiled by Kurama and nodded slightly.

This situation is consistent with the status of goblins in the forest.

Because of their short lifespan, they have a very high fertility.

However, in this forest, most of them are just small fry, and a war often leads to a shortage of fish.

In a few years, they'll probably become just like the goblin tribe in the Jura Forest.

"Um…"

After understanding the current situation, Ronan handed over the relevant matters to the specialist sent by Leon to handle.

Later, he left Frilian and Shizue behind, instructing them to name the children, before entering the forest again.

However, this time he did not go deeper, but stopped in one place and gazed at it quietly.

Just then, a bird-headed, human-bodied creature flew rapidly out of the forest.

It appeared before Ronan in the blink of an eye, knelt respectfully on one knee, and said in a loud voice:

"May I ask, sir, why did you save those goblins?"

"They are the lowest level of monsters. If you need help, our Eagle People can assist you!"

The Eagle People have always been warlike and disliked roundabout pleasantries.

However, they also knew that Ronan, the master of the nine-tailed fox, was someone they absolutely could not provoke.

So he tried to subtly win over the Winged Tribe while simultaneously seeking revenge.

The war from a few years ago has never stopped.

"..."

After hearing this, Ronan pondered for a moment.

Clearly, he hadn't expected these monsters to be so direct, kneeling down to him right away.

His gaze was fixed on it, and the air was silent for two seconds. Ronan nodded and asked:

"So, how can you help me?"

Having said that, in order to save time, he took the opportunity to use mind control magic to test the other party's stance and character.

Then, the eagle-man in front of him shuddered and involuntarily uttered a series of crimes.

Cannibalism, murder... In short, their crimes are unforgivable.

Incidentally, Ronan also learned that the real purpose of his negotiations with him was to use his power to wipe out the winged race.

Hearing this, Ronan frowned.

The Nine-Tails was furious.

A mere intermediate-level demon.

Chapter 69, Section 70: Angels

"Bastard!"

The nine-tailed fox slammed its enormous claw down without hesitation.

boom!

Like a thunderclap, the power belonging to the Demon King race erupted instantly.

The eagle-man didn't even have a chance to react before it was instantly torn to pieces, leaving no trace of its body.

This sudden scene sent a chill through the surrounding air.

Meanwhile, the winged race hiding in the nearby woods saw this scene clearly and were terrified.

To be honest, no winged creature could remain unmoved by such a sight.

They wanted to escape.

however.

Just as he was about to escape, the Nine-Tails' gaze suddenly turned to his hiding place, and its eyes sharpened once again.

Then, baring his teeth, he said viciously:

"Master, should we capture him?"

"These guys actually dared to take advantage of you; they are incredibly arrogant and audacious!"

The Nine-Tailed Fox was still furious; in its eyes, the Eagle People were simply insane.

Such behavior is no different from ants driving tigers.

Ronan, sitting on the back of the Nine-Tailed Fox, waved his hand, indicating that it was up to him to do as he pleased.

They're just monsters. Since they have the intention to exploit me and have a blood debt to repay, I should be prepared to be punished.

After receiving its master's permission, the Nine-Tailed Fox took to the air and caught up with its opponent in no time.

Followed by.

"Spare me! Spare me! Please spare my life!"

The winged creature realized he could no longer escape.

It immediately clasped its hands together, knelt on the ground, buried its head between its knees, lowered its posture to the lowest point, and spoke in a trembling, rapid voice:

"Please forgive my coveting of someone as powerful as you; I was merely acting on behalf of my clan!"

"I swear, I have never had any intention of harming you! So please don't kill me!"

The Eagleman died too bloodily and without any resistance; no one wanted to follow in his footsteps.

Of course, the winged race knew they were facing a demon king, and demon kings were always unpredictable, so…

He didn't dare to look up, he just kept apologizing and kowtowing, trying to calm the other person down.