Meanwhile, all other goblins and mounts were actively hunted even those who had run into their hiding spots connected to sewers.
The biggest goblin hideout was discovered and Alan became a renowned hero but of course, some women who were already violated by goblins hated him, free kids and widows hated him, because if he had come even earlier they could have been saved.
But is that justifiable!? How can they hate him for coming late yet couldn't hate themselves for being weak!?
Nonetheless, Alan couldn't care less... He never wanted to be a hero in a traditional sense.
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Afternoon,
In a dark room with a muddy scent, Alan was sitting face to face with an old man on a run-down sofa.
The old man was donned in a mafia style suit holding a cigar and behind him a bunny woman, not the cosplay bunny but a real tall elder curvy bunny donned in a leather jacket and a mini skirt.
In a sense, she was a purchased slave.
