Two serrated broadswords quietly closed in from behind the Bear Goblin leader. By the time he perceived a thick, metallic scent, it was too late. The two green blades crossed over his throat, turning the flesh cold. The serrated edges of the blades caused gooseflesh to rise on the skin of the Bear Goblin leader’s neck.
The Bear Goblin leader’s face turned ashen, and he instinctively tightened his grip on the bronze axe in his hand, causing sweat to collect on the handle.
The surrounding Bear Goblins had already crouched down, holding their heads, as they felt the hunting gaze of the piglet upon them.
Like ostriches, goblins, when they lose their will to fight and choose to surrender, often crouch on the ground with their heads cradled in their arms.
"I am the master here. I’m sorry that you found the beginning you were looking for, but could not reach the end you desired. For this, the Master of Red Earth Highland extends his deepest regret." Liu Zhenhan stooped to pick up Guoguo, who had dropped her club and opened her arms wide. Two fragrant figures immediately threw themselves in his strong arms, causing the piglet to squeal in protest.
Helen on the slope below grimaced.
The eyes of the Bear Goblin leader were about to burst from their sockets. He was absolutely powerless. The two sharp, serrated broadswords deprived him of any courage to fight back -- although he desperately wanted to defy his fate.
"Fight a duel with me, like a true warrior!" the Bear Goblin leader proposed grudgingly. "Put down that terrifying magical beast! Let us fight each other fairly, like real warriors!"
"The wisdom of the Goblin Clan has indeed been amply demonstrated through you. Even resorting to provocation to get what you want, I must hand it to you, you’re quite flexible." Liu Zhenhan gave a sideways glance at the tense Bear Goblin leader, patted the shoulders of the two beauties, and they blushed. They quickly remembered about the onlooking gazes and hurriedly moved away from him.
Helen snorted again down the slope.
"You wouldn’t refuse, would you?" The Bear Goblin leader, even though he didn’t understand what "provocation" meant, showed boundless wisdom at this moment. He knew that humans and Beamon alike appreciated a foolish aristocratic demeanor, particularly in front of beautiful ladies. This demeanor wouldn’t let them refuse a battle challenge.
In the Goblin’s terms, this demeanor was known as "stupid courtesy".
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"Why not?" Liu Zhenhan let out a chuckle. This answer, devoid of any real substance, nearly knocked out the shameless Goblin.
"You...are actually refusing a fair duel? In the battlefield, no duel should be declined, regardless of your opponent! This is a disgrace to your own honorable position!" The Bear Goblin leader’s eyes bulged in disbelief, his gaze oblique and full of shock.
"Where did you get this load of gibberish?" Liu Zhenhan found this fellow interesting.
"I’ve had a few human and Beamon slaves, so of course I know." The Bear Goblin leader took on a pose expressing ’Let’s cut the crap and get down to business.’
"You...get up." Liu Zhenhan lightly tapped the heads of the crouching Bear Goblins with the back of his scimitar.
The two Bear Goblins raised their heads, confused, and stood up.
These two Bear Goblins were in their prime. Coarse facial hair covering their faces, muscles bulging from their bodies, their figures were quite robust. One portrayed a savage appearance while the other looked powerful. But combined, the countenance they portrayed was one of cowardice.
"Don’t be afraid." Liu Zhenhan smiled at them, and ordered Hedgehog on the slope below to throw up two iron muzzles. These muzzle pieces were from a cart that had been pulled by the boars during the migration, and were the only remains from Bog Village’s rustic workshop.
The two muzzles were easily bent into hooks by Liu Zhenhan. The nearby goblins, watching in amazement, bore witness to the spectacle. After all, the iron bars used to construct the muzzles were as thick as thumbs, extending beyond goblin strength to bend.
With a chill running down his spine, the Bear Goblin leader’s sweat soaked through his raggedly worn fur armor. He began to wonder if he truly stood a chance if Piegel challenged him to a fight.
"Here you go." Liu Zhenhan handed each of the curved iron muzzles to the two Bear Goblins.
The two Goblins looked at each other, not understanding what Liu Zhenhan, their Piegel lord, was planning. His smile always arose feelings of dark horror, subtly hinting towards something ominous.
"Hook onto your leader’s mouth." Liu Zhenhan instructed the two stunned bear goblins, giving one a kick for acting too slowly.
Bewildered, the bear goblin leader watched the two grunts. He didn’t quite understand the point of having muzzles stuffed into his mouth, but did as he was commanded. The taste of the iron was not pleasant, but thankfully, Bear Goblins had rather large mouths. Apart from the flavor, he didn’t experience any discomfort and was still able to speak.