Chapter 38
'This mage was the one who managed to best some of my elite goblin squad. Then he also has that demonic beast with him that he could summon at any time.
If I don't answer his questions, he might kill me. No! He is surely going to kill me if I don't answer. Or he might summon that demonic beast again,' the Goblin Lord thought.
The Goblin Lord didn't know how far away it was from the truth of the matter, as Grey couldn't summon Noir any way he wanted. It would always come out only when it wanted to.
"Now for my first question, who are the otherworlders?" Grey asked.
"The… the otherworlders? What do you want to know about them?" the Goblin Lord asked, and instantly, Grey's right hand erupted in flames while his eyes looked like they were burning brightly.
"Will you answer my question, or do you want to get roasted like a chicken?" Grey asked.
The Goblin Lord gulped loudly in fear, looking at Grey, and instinctively touched its limbs that were sliced off by the wolf.
"I… I will answer, please don't hurt me," the Goblin Lord begged in fear.
"Good! Now answer my question. Who are the otherworlders?"
"The otherworlders… they are a group of people with immense powers that they can topple down any world they head to. I don't know what they look like, as each of them always wore a mask concealing their identities," the Goblin Lord said.
"So that means you have never seen what they look like," Grey said.
"Yes, I haven't seen what they look like beneath that mask."
"Then how did you know what I am? I remember you called me a mage. How can a beast like you know what I am?" Grey asked.
"That was because I heard that word from them. They always described you all as people with mystical powers, and they termed you all as mages. So, when I saw you use mystical powers that seemed almost impossible, I knew straight away what you are," the Goblin Lord said.
"Hmmm," Grey murmured as he stood up from his bent-down position and walked around the Goblin Lord slowly, his burning eyes fixed on the pitiful creature.
"What is their aim? What are they after? Randin here said they attacked this planet. What is their aim in conquering this planet?" Grey asked.
"Their aim? How am I supposed to know that, you silly human? I'm just a lowly beast! Why would they tell me what their aim is?" the Goblin Lord shouted.
"Then you are totally useless to me then," Grey said as his fingers lit up again with flames dancing between them.
"Wait!" the Goblin Lord quickly shouted, and Grey raised an eyebrow.
"I might not have the answers to your questions, but I know who will."
"And who is that?" Grey asked.
"My leader," the Goblin Lord replied.
"Leader? Aren't you like the Goblin Lord?" Randin asked, his brow raised in confusion.
"Yes, I am. But do you even know how we came to be? Why we came here? Why we tagged along with the otherworlders to attack here?" the Goblin Lord said.
"So what are the answers to those questions?" Grey asked.
"You see, I have someone superior to me. He is the king of all beasts—the king of not only the goblins but any other beasts that you might encounter later in the future," the Goblin Lord said with a slight smirk, as though proud to be part of something bigger.
'King of the goblins? Is that really real?' Grey wondered in his mind.
"Who is your leader, and where can I find him?" Grey asked.
"Find him? Ha!" the Goblin Lord laughed dryly, wincing from the pain of its wounds. "You can't find him unless he wants you to find him. He is practically the second strongest in that world," the Goblin Lord said.
"Since you don't have the answers to my questions, nor can I find your leader, and you decided to leave me with more questions that are unanswered, then you have become useless to me," Grey said as he swiftly lifted his hand.
"Fire magic!" Grey called out, and his hands lit up. Then he turned toward the Goblin Lord. "Any last words?"
"Yes, I hope you burn in hell, and my leader kills—" the Goblin Lord stuttered as Grey called the final words.
"Fireballs!" he shouted, and two medium-sized fireballs came out and hit the Goblin Lord, burning him on the spot to ashes.
"Now, that is taken care of," he said as he looked around at the destruction caused, then his eyes landed on the throne in the corner of the room.
Walking toward it, he grazed his hand over the smooth, cracked surface of the throne, admiring its crude craftsmanship. Then, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw something a little shiny by the side of the throne.
"What is this?" Grey wondered as he went toward it, and he saw a little chest at the side that was slightly open.
"What is that, Grey?" Randin asked curiously, stepping closer.
"I'm not sure. It's a chest, but I don't know what's inside," Grey said as he put out his hand and slowly picked up the small chest.
Clearing the dust off it, Grey decided to examine the small chest. It looked as small as a leather purse, old and slightly worn, but still intact.
"What is in it?" Randin asked.
"I don't know yet, you silly dwarf. I haven't opened it up," Grey retorted as he looked toward Randin.
"Then open it up, you doofus!" Randin shouted as he briskly walked toward Grey and stood side by side with him.
"I was just being cautious," Grey replied.
"Well, open it up, because the wait is killing me," Randin said.
Then Grey slowly opened the chest while bracing for something to pop out—but nothing did. He slowly opened his eyes that had been shut in caution.
Looking into the chest together with Randin, their eyes widened in surprise at what they were seeing.
"This… this… how is this possible?" Randin wondered out loud.
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