Chapter 218
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Chapter 218: Could Someone Truly Be Reincarnated as a Goblin?
"What’s happening?"
"Ah! Sister Stealth One!"
"How did Sister Stealth One get here?"
Three black shadows abruptly contorted before morphing into gray ants that clustered around Stealth One, completely disregarding Army Lady and Lvzi nearby.
"How irritating."
Army Lady muttered under her breath.
"Adorable! If Mother showed such disdain, haa~"
"Keep your drool in check, you repulsive thing."
Feeling warm breath against her neck, Army Lady tensed and issued a sharp warning.
"Got it."
…
Paying no attention to the pair sharing a mount beside her, Stealth One focused on her sisters’ briefing. Not only their unit, but nearly half of the fifty Stealth Ant squads deployed to the southern hills had detected massive goblin groups engaging in peculiar "migration" activities.
This meant over twenty Goblin Tribes were conducting nocturnal "relocations." Stealth One’s initial assumption mirrored previous events – these goblins might be preparing to assault human settlements like that one tribe before. But her perspective shifted when hearing the migration’s westward trajectory.
Westward. Directly toward Granville Monster Forest.
Could such numbers of goblins be mobilizing against Granville Monster Forest? Even more puzzling – though neighboring Goblin Tribes normally fought to extinction upon contact, these groups moved without conflict.
Stealth One began forming theories.
"Other observations?"
"Each Goblin Tribe contains a Goblin King."
"More?"
"Nothing else."
"All units tracking them?"
"Affirmative."
"You halted distant hill investigations?"
"Mother prioritized surveillance."
"Hmm…"
The mere presence of Goblin Kings couldn’t explain this phenomenon. The absence of tribal warfare alone proved extraordinary, let alone coordinated movement…
By the way.
"Have any of you encountered a colossal wolf monster nearly three meters in height?"
"A three-meter wolf monster?"
The trio of ants exchanged glances before shaking their heads in unison.
"Very well. Maintain your surveillance of the Goblin Tribe."
The ants dipped their antennae in acknowledgment.
After the group had trailed the goblin procession into the distance…
"What was your discussion about?"
Army Lady guided her mount closer, followed by a disheveled Lvzi sporting a fresh lump on her forehead. The green-haired ant gazed imploringly at her leader through teary eyes.
Stealth One cast a sidelong glance at the sniveling subordinate before addressing the inquiry. She succinctly relayed the intelligence gathered by her sisters.
"…That covers the situation. Stealth Seven’s unit will monitor the goblins bound for Granville Monster Forest. We shall press southeastward to investigate the root of their aberrant movements."
"What of the giant wolf?"
"Given Stealth Seven’s negative report, the beast likely prowls the southeastern quadrant. Moreover… this lupine menace might well be the catalyst for the goblins’ unusual activities."
Night’s curtain had fallen, postponing their expedition until dawn. The matter of nocturnal shelter in these wilds…
…Was resolved through excavation.
With no established anthill outposts in the southern hillocks, the trio resorted to crafting their own subterranean refuge. A properly narrowed entrance ensured security from wandering monsters, while the earth’s embrace provided familiar comfort for antkind’s slumber.
Though neither Worker Ants nor Earth Digging Ants by specialization, their racial aptitude for tunneling served them well. Within moments, a serviceable resting cavity took shape beneath the forest floor.
Releasing their humanoid guises with practiced ease, three chitinous forms emerged – each bearing distinct coloration and morphological traits.
«How long has it been since we last wore our true carapaces?»
Army Lady’s mandibles snapped with metallic crispness as she flexed her segmented limbs.
«I still prefer our humanoid shells!»
Lvzi draped emerald forelegs over her commander’s thorax, clicking her mouthparts petulantly.
«These smooth limbs can’t grip properly! The tactile feedback’s inferior to bipedal form too!»
«Perhaps you should remain in this state throughout our woodland mission,» Army Lady retorted, shrugging off the clinging appendages with an irritated flick.
The following morning saw the investigators resume their quest.
…
…
Meanwhile.
Lin Yu kept "switching channels" to observe her daughters’ activities while propped up against the headboard, sipping blue magic potion.
It felt exactly like returning to her previous life.
Every time she returned home, she would recline on the sofa snacking and drinking cola while watching TV, with the golden-furred cat curled up against her belly to sleep during these moments.
Such nostalgia.
Though the potion tasted dreadful…
Since Army Lady and Lvzi’s Adventurer Levels had upgraded to C-class and B-class respectively, they’d acquired significantly more Magic Recovery Potions than before.
Thus they’ve been occupied with consuming potions these past few days.
Such competent daughters! Their sudden leap in Adventurer Levels proved rather unexpected.
Apparently after the Goblin Tribe battle, both the Adventurer’s Guild and town lord formed favorable impressions of Lvzi and Army Lady – particularly the lord. His subordinate… ah, that fellow named Lit had tried recruiting them into military service post-battle.
While military enrollment might offer greater intelligence access, guild membership and military service represent entirely different commitments.
Besides, one shouldn’t jump at the first recruitment offer, correct?
Young ladies must maintain their poise!
Well, truthfully it’s concern about arousing suspicion.
As Class B-strength members of the human race, merely completing a few commissions would sustain their finances comfortably. Why enlist? The Adventurer’s Guild offers far more freedom.
If they truly want to recruit us, they should present substantial incentives!
The human race affairs could wait.
The pressing matter remained the endless streams of goblins advancing toward Granville Monster Forest.
What’s this about?
Looking for a fight, bastards?
This is big sister’s territory!
Yet Stealth One spoke truth.
These goblin movements proved extraordinarily abnormal!
As if some invisible hand drove them forward…
A single Goblin Tribe with thousand-odd goblins would be manageable, but multiple tribes… must total twenty or thirty thousand?
Already matching our ant colony’s current numbers.
Excluding Worker Ant logistics units, these goblins might even outnumber the swarm.
Wait, hold on…
Could it be! Another reincarnator manipulating events like myself?
A goblin reincarnator… impossible! Who’d be wretched enough to rebirth as such vile creatures?
Ah, though I’ve no room to criticize… Mitsui’s fate turned out even more pitiful.
AlwaysTired
Nah this guy just got dealt the hand he deserved, his wish got granted in the form that fitted his prior criminal record the best. And now he’ll die for it.