Lord In A Western Fantasy World

Chapter 2

　　The huge multi-winged crow flew over the dark forest, blocking the light of the double moon.

It is not quiet in the jungle. The murmur of birds and beasts in the middle of the night, the repressed weeping of children, the rapid gasping of fugitives, the sound of chaotic footsteps all the sounds overlapped and played a disturbing and frightening tune.

The crow flew away. The faint moonlight shone through the leafy trees, dimly illuminating the road ahead. The little radiance in the darkness made the fugitives burst into courage. The goblin with a frightened expression swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked back cautiously.

The group of monsters did not chase.

His rushing footsteps gradually slowed down, and finally stopped beside a tree, with his shriveled and rough fingers propped up against the trunk, breathing heavily. The goblins who were running behind him were exhausted and breathless, and as he stopped, a pair of eyes almost went out of their sockets in fear.

　　" They didn"t follow? "

　　"... are we safe? "

No, even if the group of monsters didn"t catch up, Ketasi would never be safe. Even if they have escaped from the monsters that have fallen from evil thoughts, there are slimes, goblins, black goats, and various bloodthirsty monsters.

The crying child was covered by her mother, who lifted her wrinkled face, tears streaming down her thin cheeks.

　　"... Mursh is destroyed, " she murmured.

The air was dead silent.

In all fairness, Mershburg is not a place to be missed. Their lords enjoyed their offerings, hailing them as slaves. There, they will always be hunched over and be obedient dogs without dignity.

But Mersh is a survivor camp, a sanctuary from disaster. Now it has been destroyed by the monster tide.

　　" Where shall we flee to? "

　　This question is bound to go unanswered. Ketasi is too big and has too few places to go. They do not know where the other survivors" camps are or whether they will make it to the new shelter alive.

　　" We have escaped, and there is hope for life. "

The goblin who stopped at the beginning finally breathed a bit of his breath and encouraged his companions. Goblins have the ability to dig burrows. They rely on this talent to escape, and they are already much luckier than other races.

　　" Even if we were the only ones alive, we could have"

　　A strange neigh interrupted him, and his voice came to an abrupt end.

His whole body was stiff, and he saw the faces of his companions on the opposite side showing a look of horror. He wanted to scream, he wanted to run away, but he couldn"t move, his eyes were dark.

the trunk, bent the branches, and the leaves rustled on his shoulders. It"s thicker than all the goblins put together, stronger than these year-round underfed slaves.

python opened its b****y mouth, and its fangs glowed with a strange cold light under the moonlight.

It swallowed a goblin with ease.

　　This circle of goblins will be its dishes.

Death was in sight again, and the goblins, pinned to their feet for fear, finally moved. Some goblins drilled down like crazy, and the female goblin holding the child screamed in fear, turned around and ran away.

She had no shoes, and the rough soles of her feet stepped on the muddy ground and were scratched by the fine thorns in the weeds. The smell of blood stimulated the monster hiding in the tree. The young goblin in his arms hugged his mother"s neck and looked at the approaching python, so frightened that he lost his voice.

The moonlight reflected the thick and long reflection of the python on the ground. The triangular snake head was just above her, and she could even smell the blood in that big mouth. The branches on the ground tripped her, and she subconsciously threw the child forward, and she fell to the ground.

The snake"s head slowly bowed down, and the shadow that represented death enveloped her. The goblin desperately crawled back with both hands and the ground, and finally closed his eyes in fear, and let out a shrill and desperate cry: " Save, save me"

　　...

The surrounding air seemed to be still for a moment.

She heard a dull thud, as if something fell heavily to the ground. The warm liquid splashed on her face, on her shoulders and arms that were ripped off.

The child"s crying sounded again, but the pain and suffocation were delayed. She seemed to finally realize something and opened her eyes in disbelief.

The huge python had fallen into the ground, its head was cut off neatly, and it rolled into the grass beside it. She has not recovered from the desperate situation and the great fear, she looked up in a trance, and saw a figure standing on a snake.

like moonlight draped behind her, and her pale golden eyes like the sun drooped slightly. She was wearing a black knee-length dress with white bandages wrapped around her elbows and knees. Her n***d skin was crystal white, and her expression was calm and peaceful.

Not like humans, not like elves, not like any of the races on the Ketasi.

with them, like the aliens who suddenly appeared in this absurd apocalypse.

　　...

Lucia clenched her sword tightly again.

The belly of the python was swollen and bulging. There were too many such beasts in the abyss, and she already knew how to deal with them. The sword fell from the hand, and its abdomen was completely cut open.

The dead goblin lay there. His body was wrapped in mucus, his face was blue and purple, and his bones were crushed when swallowed by the python. A goblin finally came to his senses and stumbled to the python, sobbing lowly.

Lucia stepped aside and watched them curiously.

　　It was the first time she had seen a goblin. Occasionally, this kind of creature was introduced in the picture book that was accidentally thrown into the abyss by the race on the ground.

　　The rich and desperate black spread over their heads, and such a color never appeared on the dead souls in the abyss. Those kids have no emotions and the only fun is to fight her.

　　It can be said that they are a group of very rebellious subjects.

　　This snake meat is delicious. Lucia had already lost too much energy to climb the abyss, she was a little hungry, and wanted to eat a good meal of roast snake meat. But these earthly races are weeping for the loss of their comrades.

There was a hint of pity in her eyes, and she tied the long sword with cloth again, leaned against the tree and waited, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a goblin walking towards her.

Lucia turned her head and saw a goblin holding a child, standing awkwardly in front of her.

She had many scratches on her legs, and was as thin as a skeleton knight a size that most of these goblins have, which is different from what the picture books show.

　　" Thank you for saving us, my lord. " The goblin spoke to her in a hoarse voice, as if she hadn"t had a sip of water for a long time: " If it wasn"t for you, we would all have died here. "

Lucia "s pale golden eyes blinked quickly, and she said, " Hands up. "

　　This was the first time she had such a harmonious and friendly exchange with another creature. Lucia stood up straighter, her eyes lit up, and she stared straight at the goblin. But the goblin always bowed his head habitually and humbly, unable to receive such warm and joyful eyes.

　　"... Where are you from? " After hesitating for a while, the goblin still asked. She knew that going to the bottom of things like this would make some adults annoyed, but they had already entered a desperate situation, and this adult who fell from the sky in front of them might be their only savior.

　　- Where did she come from?

Lucia turned her body completely in the direction of the goblin this time.

　　" I came from the abyss. "

The goblin was stunned for a while, then finally raised his head, looked at her carefully, and quickly lowered his head again. She moved quickly, but Lucia still noticed a hint of confusion flashing across her scowling face.

　　" Yes, is that so? "

Lucia: "..."

It seemed that things were as she imagined. Ketasi has been destroyed, so these races on the ground no longer care about the rumored Demon King who can destroy Ketasi!

The little devil was disappointed, but the goblin who bowed his head again still couldn"t find her emotions. Her arms were sore from holding the baby for too long, and she panicked.

　　The grown-up was obviously unwilling to answer the question, and deftly avoided it with a joke. She should probably leave wisely and stop disturbing the adults " interest.

But, but

The female goblin swallowed her saliva, and the sweat flowed into the wound on her forehead, which was drawn by something, causing bursts of pain. She whispered: " I don"t mean anything else, my lord. We"re from Mershburg. "

A goblin looked over here, but the adults in front of him did not speak. She bit her head and finished her words in one breath: " Mershburg was destroyed by those terrifying monsters, we have nowhere to go, we want to find a new refuge. We... we are willing to do anything, will be your most loyal slave. "

Lucia was startled, understood what she meant, and shook her head gently: " I can"t help you. "

They wanted to find a safe place, but there was nothing she could do about it her people in the abyss loved being mischievous and fighting. She is going to do big things on the ground. If you bring these goblins to the abyss, there is no guarantee that they will not be teased and bullied.

The goblin in front of him had a heavy and melancholy turbid dark blue, but he didn"t say anything, and finally bent down to her deeply.

The goblins began to dig graves. The dead goblin was the leader among them, and he led them to escape here. Without him, the goblins were uneasy, like a shepherd"s flock.

As they dig holes, they weep over a hopeless future. A goblin saw that Tim, who had gone to talk to the grown-up, came back, and hurriedly leaned forward and lowered his voice.

　　" Tim, what did you say to that lord? "

Tim shook his head, looking silent.

So the goblins were quiet. Digging a resting cave for their companions is the only thing they can do now, and it can also make them temporarily forget their fears for the future. Their concentration was so concentrated that the burrows were digging deeper and deeper, so that the long-lost aroma of food could not waft into their noses at all.

Lucia stood on the edge of the bottomless cave, looking down.

　　Many brave warriors will come to the abyss to challenge themselves, and then accidentally fall into the sky and drop all kinds of things. She had read a book about the customs of goblins they like to bury their dead compatriots deep, deep underground. The deeper the grave, the more revered the deceased goblin is.

But the goblins did not dare to bury the dead too deeply, because they were afraid of digging into the rumored abyss.

But these goblins may have turned grief and despair into strength, and Lucia could no longer see where they were. She hesitated for a moment and looked at the roasted snake meat behind her.

She couldn"t finish a snake that long by herself.

Lucia leaned down slightly, her long pure white hair falling down gently. She tapped at the entrance of the cave and asked, " Are there any goblins? "

After a while, a goblin jumped up.

It was a young goblin with a gray face and muddy hands and feet. He was as thin as the other goblins, with a thin layer of flesh on his bones.

　　" My lord, " he habitually bent down deeply, rubbed his palm on his tattered trousers, and asked humbly and embarrassedly, " what do you need me to do for you? "

　　Between the words, his nose shrugged, smelling the aroma that he could n"t smell when he was underground. The long hunger made the goblin raise his eyes subconsciously, and his body instinct made him look at the place where the fragrance was emitted.

Then he saw meat.

Meat, lots and lots of meat. It was supported on the fire by the branches of moderate thickness, and the golden grease slowly dripped down the small sound of the fire " crackling ".

His eyes straightened, he swallowed heavily, and then he realized what a rude thing he had done.

Slaves are not allowed to stare directly at the food on the table. No matter how hungry they are, they can only wait until sunset to receive their daily bowl of white beans.

Even if this adult who can cut off the python"s head with one sword and is obviously different from them is not his master, he will be unhappy because of his greedy gaze.

　　" I- "

The goblin spoke in a panic, trying to make up for his mistake. But before he could say anything, he heard the adult in front of him speak, with a natural and calm tone.

　　" I roasted some snake meat, " she said. " Would you like to enjoy it with me? "