Chapter 379: The Special Goblin
Standing up, Li Meng leaped down from the mast.
His descent was rapid, yet as he neared the deck, his body seemed to lose weight, landing gently as if floating.
"Gobu Hao, from now on, you will guard the western forest."
With an airborne fleet like this, defending the western forest should not be a problem.
Although the Ratmen had aerial units, the "Rat Bat Riders,"
since the flame barrier could not resist the corrosive green fire,
they simply replaced it with a water element barrier.
Li Meng had waited ten days before leading the fleet to the western forest,
precisely to switch the fleet's defenses to a water element barrier.
Looking up at the top of the central mast on the fifteen floating battleships,
the original fire crystal had disappeared, replaced by a water crystal.
At the helm, Gobu Hao was momentarily stunned.
"Uh... my king, you're not coming with us?"
"No, I have more important matters to attend to."
As he spoke, sacred light tendrils unfurled behind him.
Li Meng's figure on the deck flickered and turned into a streak of light, shooting into the sky.
In an instant, he vanished into the eastern horizon.
Watching his king disappear, Gobu Hao scratched his head.
Were goblins really that ugly?
It seemed their king really liked humans,
so much so that he even changed his appearance to resemble them.
But then again, humans were indeed delicious.
Gobu Hao grinned, nearly drooling at the thought.
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"When... when will you let me go?"
That night, another long night.
Inside the throne tribe's palace, in the upper-level bedchamber,
Sandra was straddling Li Meng, moving rhythmically atop him.
Her hands pressed against his chest, her furious gaze locked onto him.
She was completely bare, her fair body curvaceous and fully exposed.
Sandra lowered her eyes to her slightly swollen belly.
More than three months had passed.
Yet the goblin inside her remained unborn.
Something felt off.
In the past, goblins were born within a month at most.
Li Meng grinned, leisurely watching Sandra move atop him.
"Once the child is born, I will let you go."
He had no intention of harming Sandra.
For women who bore his children, regardless of their hatred toward him,
Li Meng was always lenient.
Take Sandra, for instance.
What she and Morris had done was insignificant to him.
It was betrayal, in a sense,
but Li Meng had never expected Sandra to be loyal to him in the first place.
"Then... then how much longer?"
Li Meng smiled, wrapping his hands around Sandra's waist and hips.
Feeling the heat from his hands, Sandra's face flushed slightly.
This goblin king was a devil.
No matter how much she resisted before getting into bed,
once she was in bed, once she was intimate with him, she lost all control.
Desire overwhelmed her like a flood, drowning her completely.
"Two years."
Two years?
Sandra's expression froze.
She looked at the goblin king's handsome face in confusion.
"Why... why so long?"
"Because I want to give you a special child."
"A special child?"
Sandra was even more confused.
No matter how special a goblin was, it was still a goblin.
"You'll understand when the time comes."
Snapping out of her thoughts, Sandra shook her head.
"No, I... I can't stay here for that long."
"Searching for your mother, Gloria, isn't a good enough excuse?"
Hearing this, Sandra was stunned.
She stared at the goblin king in disbelief.
"You... you knew about that?"
"Your excuse for going home was just that, wasn't it? Gloria will stay hidden for two years. By the time you give birth, she'll return. If your mother spent two years away, and you spent two years looking for her, wouldn't your excuse hold up?"
The goblin king's words left Sandra speechless.
She never expected a mere goblin to be this clever.
It was true—pregnant mothers could not return home.
They had to find a place to stay until they gave birth.
"What exactly do you want? Can't we just coexist peacefully?"
The longer she stayed in the throne tribe, the more Sandra realized the goblins' terrifying strength.
"Peaceful coexistence? Sandra, wasn't it you and your husband who started this war?"
"I... I was just... because..."
Sandra had no words.
She wanted to refute him but couldn't.
"I know you want to escape my grasp, to avoid being a breeding tool for goblins.
Sandra, you should be grateful that I am a very special goblin king.
Otherwise, you would have truly become a breeding machine,
chained in the goblin nest, violated by one goblin after another.
You would give birth to litter after litter of goblins,
and among the goblins ravaging you, some would be your own offspring.
Until you were utterly exhausted, until illness and pain claimed your life.
Even after death, your corpse would be goblin food.
And those feeding on you would likely be your own children."
Sandra's face turned deathly pale.
Her moving body froze in place.
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Yes, wasn't that exactly what goblins were?
Looking at the horrified Sandra, Li Meng smiled,
gently stroking her face.
"You only need to give birth to my child. I will erase any trace of rebellion from you.
I won't restrict your freedom, either.
Once the child is born, you may go wherever you wish.
Even if there is an inevitable war between humans and goblins in the future,
as my queen, I will ensure you live in peace."
Goblins indeed had short lifespans.
A normal goblin, without evolving, could only live for thirty years.
But once one evolved into a goblin king,
their lifespan became comparable to that of dwarves,
around five hundred years.
And the goblin king was not the pinnacle of evolution.
As long as he continued growing stronger,
as long as his body remained vigorous,
his lifespan was unknown.
As for his own lifespan, Li Meng had no idea.
Right now, his years felt like decades.
Because the slimes bound to him were constantly absorbing his life force.
Even with thousands of contracted slimes,
Li Meng felt no significant drain on his lifespan.
"You... you're just a goblin!"
Sandra looked down at the goblin king with a complicated expression.
She never expected him to say such things.
Li Meng chuckled, tightening his grip on her waist.
"Yes, I am just a goblin,
a goblin who is enjoying you."
Sandra's face flushed.
For some reason, hearing those words made her feel strangely at ease.
At the very least, it meant that this goblin king was indeed special.
He had emotions.
Unlike the goblins she had known, who were nothing more than slaves to their desires.