-What do you think about our offer? Comrades!
The leader of the goblin race, Uburka, laughed loudly.
-I think it’s the perfect solution!
-…….
-It’s so perfect that everyone appears to be at a loss for words. Ugor. I understand! Whenever someone is fixated upon a task, their vision becomes so narrow that they can’t think of a proper solution. But luckily for you! We came here to present you with a fresh solution!
It was fresh, it was so fresh that it gave everyone who heard it a stomach ache.
The two opposing groups, the allied army and the snails, both had expressions as if they had eaten something disgusting. The sprite commander of the allied army pointed at him and muttered with a dumbfounded expression.
-Crazy. What the hell is this mold bastard talking about….
-It’s fine. We understand your hesitation.
Chairman Uburka nodded solemnly.
-No matter how perfect a solution might be, it’s impossible for everyone to accept it easily. You will feel like you’ve lost something, and you’ll feel like you’ve given in. Every being hates to lose, or to be precise, every being hates the feeling of losing. You poor things.
-No…….
-That’s why we will defeat you completely and overwhelmingly!
The Chairman stretched his hand out. Then, a goblin warrior stepped forward and handed him a spear.
Uburka closed his eyes and slowly took a ready stance.
-Mm.
He opened his eyes.
The Chairman’s arm muscles trembled and swelled.
-Hup!
A beam of light shot forward.
That was the only way to describe it. A red beam of light.
A spear wrapped in red aura was thrown— No, it was more accurate to say it was fired.
Whooosh!
Javelin.
Uburka’s posture was as elegant as an Olympic athlete, but the power of his throw was anything but elegant. Instead, it could only be described as savage and destructive. With a loud cry, the spear fell towards the allied army.
A huge dust cloud appeared in the middle of the allied camp and the soldiers screamed, but no one was injured. The soldiers had just been bowled over and tossed around, causing a ruckus.
That wasn’t the end.
-Huup!
Chairman Uburka lifted another spear. This time, he aimed it at Rimepolis and the snail camp. A red streak of light shot across the plain before hitting the wall of Rimepolis with a loud ‘Boom!’. When the dust cleared, only the quivering tail of the spear could be seen sticking out of the wall.
-…….
The sprite commander who had pointed at him was as stiff as a log.
-…….
The snail soldiers were also dumbfounded.
-I have been given the title of Strongest Chairman in the 600 year history of the Fire River Council.
Chairman Uburka, who silenced both armies, smiled fiercely, revealing his fangs.
-In the history of our race, there has never been a goblin stronger than I am. When it comes to military matters, I have no equal. My official record is 260 wins out of 261 fights, and after I became an adult, I never lost to anyone. Warriors who were born in the same era as me. Lament! Your shibal will begin because of my existence.
-Shibal! Shibal! Shibal!
-As you can see, the warriors of my goblin race have already been quite considerate towards you!
Chairman Uburka folded his arms.
-When the next full moon rises, the leaders of the allied army and the representatives of the snail race will gather here. We will come together and hold a meeting. Our goblin race will ensure the safety of both sides. This isn’t a proposal, this is a threat! If you don’t agree to join us, I will blow you away with a javelin.
It was more than just a threat.
-At that time, there is no guarantee where my spear will go. I don’t know, you don’t know, and maybe even Kekerkker doesn’t know! It could hit your gates, or it could blow off the head of your commander. Comrades, please don’t force me into the situation I just mentioned. Even I am afraid of my own strength…
After saying that, the Chairman picked up his ax with an ‘Ugor’.
-We will continue to accept duels until the night of the full moon. Feel free to jump at us and relieve your anger to your hearts’ content. If you want, you can even attack with an army. If you’re confident that you can bear the losses of course!
Then I heard the Tower’s voice in my head.
[The seven races fear a single warrior.]
[The leader of the race you guide has become a Hegemon!]
[Amazing achievement!]
Chapter end
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