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—Forced by an unprecedented crisis that shook the Jura Forest...

It all started with the invasion of the Yalang tribe.

At that time, many goblins left the village of the named warrior to die.

The compatriots they left behind defeated the Yalang tribe beautifully.

A savior has come to that village.

He possesses unexpectedly powerful strength and takes action to protect his compatriots.

Not only did he survive the crisis, but he also tamed the Yalang tribe and successfully revived the village.

At the rally, all the villagers who advocated that they should not abandon their companions and should join the fight ran to join them.

Goblins were humble beings, unable to survive without gathering together and helping each other. Therefore, the goblins who had abandoned their fellow goblins couldn't ask for shelter at this critical moment; they couldn't do such a shameless thing.

No, to be honest, they really want to ask for it. Someone just suggested it.

But if they went to join them now, they would only be treated like slaves. Thinking of this, everyone was undecided.

Fortunately, the savior of that village

There is no intention to invade the surrounding villages.

In this way, as long as I continue to live a peaceful and law-abiding life, I should be able to live like before.

However, the reality is cruel.

One day, several fully armed orc cavalrymen suddenly came to the village.

"I am a knight of the Orcknights! Today I declare that this place will be ruled by the great Orc King. I will give you bastards a chance to live. In the next few days, gather as much food as you can and send it to our base camp. If you obey, I will let you live and become our slaves. However, those who resist will be killed without mercy. We will not accept surrender from the enemy soldiers. Think carefully before making a decision. Hahahaha!"

After speaking to themselves, the Orc Knights walked away laughing.

The goblins dared not speak out, having witnessed the terrifying power with their own eyes.

A single Orc Knight could wipe out their village.

There is more than one person coming, the goblins have no chance of winning.

Orcs were originally D-rank monsters. While they were stronger than goblins, it was strange that they could possess such immense power alone.

Everyone was convinced that an unusual force was stirring in the Jura Forest.

The scene just now was not limited to this village, and perhaps all the villages in the area could not escape its clutches.

When the clan leaders received reports at the gathering that all the villages were facing the same predicament, they became even more desperate.

Only then did they realize that they had no way to escape.

The orcs were probably hoping the goblins would prepare food for their troops. They were asking the goblins to transport the food to save them the trouble of collecting it. Otherwise, the goblin village would have been ravaged and burned to the ground.

The other party said that they would let them live, but if they handed over all the food in the village, the goblins would not be able to escape the call of death.

To be killed by the enemy or die of hunger. The difference is only the possibility of death or the possibility of surviving by chance.

However, even if the goblins mobilized all their forces to fight the enemy, the road to genocide would still lie ahead.

The total number of goblins able to participate in the battle is less than 10,000.

Some of our compatriots who live in remote areas did not attend the tribal meetings, and we don’t know how to contact them.

There is nothing that can be done.

Just then, the village received a piece of news that turned the situation upside down.

The Lizardmen messenger arrived at the Goblin Village.

Isn't this a ray of hope? Seeking a lifeline, the clan leaders went to meet the lizardman envoy—a man who called himself Warrior Captain Gabil.

Seeing the arrival of the "naming" warrior leader, the clan leaders were very excited.

He is the savior who saves the goblins from suffering.

The Savior said so.

"Pledge allegiance to me. Do this, and your future will be bright!"

The clan leaders decided to believe him.

This group of weak people have no one to rely on and have nowhere else to go, so they make big mistakes.

Rather than serving under the lizardmen, some goblins believed it would be better to join their own people. However, the majority obeyed the minority, and in the end, they all followed Gabil.

They didn't know that this decision would change the fate of the Goblin tribe...

Gabil, the Lizardman warrior-captain, left the wetlands with a hundred of his subordinates. He had been given a special mission by their leader.

However, Gabil felt uncomfortable.

He is a "named monster" and cannot stand being ordered around by a nameless leader.

Even if he is his biological father...

I am one in a million—this is Gabil's pride and the source of his self-confidence.

That's right, Gabil is one in a million.

He met a demon in the wetlands, who gave him a "name".

"You are a promising talent. One day you will become my right-hand man. I will come to see you another day!"

As he said this, the demons named him Gabil.

Those scenes are still vivid in my mind.

He always remembered the story of the demon Kalmud.

Gabil believed that Kalmud, who gave him his name, was his true master.

(Even if it was my own father, it was unacceptable for him to be controlled by a nameless monster his entire life! For Lord Kalmud, I must rule the Lizardmen!)

Gabil had his own ideas. He asked himself, "Is this a good way to go?" The answer was "No."

He thought this way because he wanted his strict father, the great lizardman leader, to recognize him, but Gabil didn't notice.

Gabil's self-esteem swelled, fueling his desire for dominance.

(Okay, what's next...)

The leader secretly ordered him to go to the goblin village and ask them for help.

He also sternly instructed them that it was okay to threaten them slightly, but not to offend them.

Too docile, Gabil thought. Wouldn't it be better to use power to control these lowly goblins?

He was too confident in his abilities and thought everything would go as he wished.

(That's right! The Lizardmen don't need a weak leader who's afraid of those low-level orcs. This is my chance to rule the Lizardmen!)

Gabil wanted to use this opportunity to rule over his compatriots.

However, it would be difficult for the elite and united Lizardmen to rebel. The leader's influence extended throughout the tribe, and few would be willing to rebel.

What should I do?

Might as well take advantage of this opportunity and prepare soldiers who can dance to their will.

Lowly goblins are still somewhat valuable as tanks. Gather them together, and even though they're just scraps, they still make up a considerable number. Strength in numbers, even ten thousand of them could be put to good use.

"I am the strongest warrior of the Lizardmen. With my strength, the orcs have nothing to fear. I will use this opportunity to force my father to retire!"

"Well, Lord Gabil, will the world be yours from now on?"

"Huh? Hehehe. That's right!"

"Oh! We will always follow Master Gabil!"

Hearing his subordinates' words, Gabil nodded in satisfaction.

Gabil's mind was filled with thoughts of a future in which he would become a great leader of the Saurus tribe, the new chief. He dreamed of that moment coming when he would receive his father's approval.

To achieve this, he must act with caution.

Look for opportunities carefully and cautiously, and wait for the time to be right.

First of all, we must enhance our combat capability.

Gabil then headed to the Goblin Village.

Bring the goblins under his command one by one.

The goblins who had just come into contact with the orcs hailed Gobil as their savior.

This move further emboldened Gabil and led the situation to develop in an unexpected direction.

(Sure enough, I was destined to be a hero!)

Gabil was so convinced that his actions became even more reckless.

To satisfy Gabil's burgeoning ambition, and to satisfy the hunger that ambition breeds...

a few days later.

Hong Wan and the others became our new partners. I was worried about whether they could get along with everyone, but it seems that I was worrying too much.

To the Hob Goblins, ogres were inherently superior. They had good reason to accept them. The main reason was that ogres wouldn't bully the weak, making them worthy of admiration.

Kurobei was in charge of making the swords.

Zhu Cai makes clothes.

Souei goes to find the Hell Moth's cocoon.

Everyone does their job and gets along well with the goblins.

Benimaru and Shirao went to the underground space I mentioned to train. It was a massive undertaking to confirm their abilities after evolution.

Shion told me this and walked with me through the town that was still under construction.

To be more precise, it should be that I was being held by Shion and inspected on her plump chest.

Shion claimed to be my secretary. I couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so I let her replace Ranga as my foot.

Although I can transform into a human form, I still think it's more fun to be a slime.

There is absolutely no impure motive, such as breasts feeling good to the touch.

Although we're calling it a town under construction, its actual scope has long since expanded beyond the village. We're actively developing the land for future development.

That being said, the drainage system and underground facilities are still unfinished, so it will probably be a while before anything above ground is built. Mirude is so motivated, and I'm sure it will become a beautiful town in the future. I'm looking forward to it.

Although it is tentative, a densely built area is planned in the town.

It is an industrial block.

The collected materials are stored in the warehouse, and small wooden houses for making weapons, armor and clothing are lined up next to the warehouse.

Kurobei had been holed up in the workshop, laughing with Kaikin, seemingly working on something. It wouldn't be appropriate to disturb them, so I'd better wait until they finished their work and left.

So, I went to Shuna's workshop instead.

"Oh, Lord Rimuru!"

As soon as she saw me, Shucai's face lit up with smiles.

Then he quickly snatched me from Shion's arms, held me up, caressed me gently, and explained the work situation in the workshop.

She seemed to be having a lot of fun at work, which was great.

I chatted with Shuna for a while to make sure everything was going well for her at work.

That sounded like a good idea. Once Souei brought the materials back, she would start making the silk.

Linen and cotton have entered the production stage.

The work is progressing at an alarming pace.

"I'm able to do this job thanks to Rimuru-sama!"

As she spoke, Shucai confessed with a look of delight.

I didn't expect Shuna to acquire the unique skill "Analyzer," which is equivalent to a specialized version of my analytical ability. It seems to inherit the unique skills "Great Sage," "Thinking Acceleration," "Analysis and Identification," "Chant Exclusion," and "Omniscience." However, her identification ability is so advanced that even without my "Predator" function, she can still complete the analysis with "Magic Perception."

She gets very convenient abilities.

With this ability, various experiments can be completed in a short time.