30 Exploring Human Village!

"Her Royal Highness, the Queen."

In the dimly lit, cavernous chamber, Dick stood before Kylie with an air of detached indifference. Her once warm feelings had frozen over, replaced by a mechanical, cold demeanor. The air between them crackled with unsaid words and unresolved tensions.

The of deep-seated hatred had turned their relationship into a silent battlefield. Dick's mind buzzed with thoughts of retribution. He envisioned a future where he would exploit every opportunity to strike back, unleashing his wrath in full force.

"You!" Kylie's voice, a mix of fury and disbelief, echoed off the stone walls. She glared at Dick, her fingers tightening around the staff in her hand, a symbol of her authority. The urge to strike Dick was overwhelming, yet as their eyes met, Kylie's resolve wavered.

Dick's icy gaze, devoid of any emotion, sent an unexpected shiver down Kylie's spine. It stirred a cocktail of panic and guilt within her, forcing her hand to lower the staff involuntarily. She was taken aback by her own hesitation, her anger simmering beneath the surface.

Kyle's mind raced back to their last encounter, questioning her actions. Though she believed in her righteousness, she couldn't shake off the feeling that she had crossed a line. It was Dick's very existence that had twisted her fate into this knot of desperation and resentment.

Composing himself, Kylie straightened, her tall frame casting a looming shadow in the flickering torchlight. "Dick, I have a task for you," she said, her voice cold and authoritative. "Scout the new human villages. Find the most vulnerable ones for our next raid. Make sure they understand the terror of the Goblin army."

After issuing her orders, Kylie's piercing green eyes bore into Dick with merciless intent. Yet Dick's expression remained unmoving, a mask of stoicism. With a subtle nod, he acknowledged the command and turned to leave, his footsteps echoing in the vast chamber.

This lack of deference ignited a fiery rage within Kylie. "You, the very goblin beast I brought into this world, dare to show such insolence!" She seethed. Her jealousy and possessiveness, twisted and dark, flared like a torch set ablaze.

In a fit of uncontrollable anger, Kylie hurled her staff towards Dick. But this time, Dick was prepared. Anticipating the attack, he dodged with graceful agility, his eyes reflecting a calm defiance.

Dick's quick departure left Kylie seething, her body shaking with unspent rage. "I created you! You were my pawn, my creature, and now you dare to defy me?!" She roared into the emptiness.

Meanwhile, Dick, having exited the lair, surveyed his surroundings with cautious eyes. Ensuring he was alone, he whispered an incantation. In response, eight goblin imps materialized before him.

"Silence!" Dick commanded sharply, cutting through their cackling. His voice, firm and commanding, left no room for disobedience. "Search for all human villages within thirty kilometers. Go now!"

The goblin imps, cowed by his authoritative presence, scurried into the underbrush, disappearing into the dense foliage.

Dick, left alone, used his magic to summon a network of vines that whisked him away. He found refuge in a nearby forest, a serene contrast to the chaos of the lair. There, he waited for news, his mind methodically reviewing his status and the tasks ahead.

Host: Dick Grayson

Species: Goblin Shaman

Status: Juvenile

Current Status: Strong

Physical Attributes: Weight 50 kg, Height 150 cm

Combat Power: F+

Skills: Life Transfer, Tool Making, Archery Specialization, Feigning Death, Plant Growth, Double Copy

Spell: Summon Goblin

Imp Evolution Points: 1400/1600 (acquired through hunting)

Birth Mother: D-level Human Magician (emotions: disgust and guilt)

Dick scrutinized the glowing panel before him, his eyes tracing over the details of his status. "Just two hundred points shy of evolution," he murmured, contemplating his ascent to E-level. It was then that his gaze settled on the emotional state of his mother, Kylie - disgust mingled with guilt. This peculiar combination piqued his curiosity.

"Why would she feel guilty?" Dick pondered aloud. He knew well the disgust that stemmed from his tragic birth, a consequence of Kylie's violation by goblins. But guilt? That was an emotion he couldn't align with Kylie, especially after the relentless beatings and humiliation he endured at her hands.

A scornful chuckle escaped his lips. "Regret? Impossible." The idea that Kylie could feel remorse seemed laughable to Dick. He still vividly remembered the pain and shame of each assault, fueling his resolve for vengeance. However, any direct retribution remained out of his reach for now.

His eyes, cold and determined, scanned the mission objectives displayed on the panel.

Mission 1 (Evil Goblin): Aid your mother, the human magician Kylie, in her quest for vengeance. Ultimately, betray her, enslaving her to produce goblin heirs. Ensure her plans fail, plunging her life into despair and darkness.

Mission 2 (Goblin Slayer's Enemy): Protect your birth mother, aiding her revenge. Expand and fortify the Goblin lair, ultimately luring the Goblin Slayer and achieving victory over him.

Mission 3 (Great Magician): Abandon everything, live in solitude, dedicate yourself to mastering magic, and become a renowned magician.

Reward: Upon completing a mission, inherit the simulation skills into reality, earn an indefinite level upgrade, 2,000 evolution points, and a Goblin breeding experimental base.

Dick's eyes darkened as he considered Mission 1. His hatred for his mother wasn't as intense as before, understanding that her violent outbursts were attempts to vent her own anger. Yet, the inhumanity of her actions had sown seeds of deep resentment within him.

He was deep in thought, staring intently at the first mission, when the return of a goblin imp interrupted his brooding.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Did you find a human village?" Dick inquired, turning his attention to the imp. It brought news of a village housing around five hundred people, with adventurers stationed there. This information required immediate strategizing.

As the other imps returned, they spent over five hours reporting back. Each imp relayed details of the human settlements they had discovered: villages of two hundred, three hundred, and five hundred inhabitants. The largest village, though the most enticing, also posed the greatest risk.

"If we succeed, the Goblin Lair's development could accelerate exponentially," Dick thought to himself. But his contemplation was abruptly cut short by a scream nearby, followed by surprised exclamations.

"Oh, what do we have here? A lone Goblin Shaman?"