Chapter 32: Green Forest Tribe

Luna, who was working inside the villa, only heard Qin Yu and Yin Feixue seemingly doing something unknown, so she quietly crept closer, wanting to find out what was going on.

“What the heck, it’s just a massage…”

Not seeing the scene she had expected, Luna returned to her work.

As she worked, she thought about how she once stood high above as a god, compared to her miserable reality now, and her heart once again grew unbalanced.

At the root of it all, it was those Evil Gods’ fault.

The world she had created was directly taken away and turned into territory for the Blood Clan, and she herself had suffered severe injuries, her power weakening day by day under curses.

“Those damn bastards, sooner or later I’ll kill every single one of you!”

The existence of the Evil Gods posed a serious threat to the safety of the world, and she could also guess why the other gods had opened a new battlefield—to break the stalemate in their war against the Evil Gods.

However, the Evil Gods weren’t stupid.

They must have already made sufficient preparations, and it was even possible that among these otherworldly people, some had already become their lackeys…

****

After logging out of Fate Paradise, Sugar and the others woke up from the game pods inside the villa.

Although the pods allowed them to play for long periods, they still had important matters to attend to in real life.

They weren’t as resistant to reality as Qin Yu.

“It feels like a lifetime has passed…”

The five girls stretched lazily and stood in front of the transparent glass window, gazing at the distant sea.

“Are you really going to invite that guy here?”

The one who spoke was the girl with the ID Aged Vinegar.

She wore her hair in a ponytail and had a pair of round glasses, giving her a scholarly appearance.

Suddenly, a young woman with golden wavy hair rushed up from behind and hugged her, her hands wandering all over her body, making Aged Vinegar blush in embarrassment.

“Sydney, don’t go too far!”

Aged Vinegar shouted angrily, her face flushed red.

“What’s the big deal~ Chen, you don’t mind women anyway~”

“But I mind you!”

After finally breaking free, Chen let out a sigh of relief.

“Brother Yu looks like a man with a story—don’t you feel anything at all?”

The blonde with wavy hair was the girl with the ID Rock Sugar Pear.

Whether in behavior or clothing, she appeared more mature than the other girls.

“But no matter how you look at it, he just seems like an internet addict like Sugar, doesn’t he?”

The tall girl with a high ponytail, golden hair, and blue eyes took over the conversation.

Her in-game ID was Tanghulu, and she was Sugar’s classmate from studying abroad.

Although she was of Huaxia nationality, she had been born and raised in the Tower Nation.

“Mhm, Nuomi thinks so too.”

The youngest among the five, with the ID Sticky Rice Dumpling, liked to tie her hair into two buns.

She looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and was also a hidden rich girl in the team.

She had little concept of money, since all her wealth came from her rich parents…

After getting out of the game pod, Sugar adjusted her brown long hair and casually put on her duckbill cap.

The jacket she wore was one size too big for her, and even while lying in the pod, she kept a pair of Sony noise-canceling headphones hanging around her neck.

“That’s because you all lack experience. I’ve seen a lot~ Brother Yu must have gone through something major, which is why he has that kind of charm~”

“But aren’t you like this with every handsome guy?”

Sugar couldn’t help but retort.

“Not at all, Brother Yu is different. Trust me, he’s definitely a man with a story~”

The other four girls were already used to Rock Sugar Pear’s reasoning.

Leaving her to indulge in her fantasies alone, they prepared to wash up and rest.

****

Saintess Monet reported the matter of the former Saintess Daisie to the Pope and the others, and so the Pope assigned the investigation to her.

Having received permission, Monet did not delay for even a moment.

She led 300 troops from the Holy Light faction toward the eastern region to conduct a search, hoping to find the whereabouts of the Goblin Emperor and Daisie.

Eastern Region of the Central Continent

The Greenskins were gradually forming their own tribal groups.

No longer fighting individually as before, they had gathered into a unified force, obeying their king.

In the mountains, the Greenskin army was stationed there.

Like real humans, they had set up their own watch posts and roadblocks, though they were crude.

Entering the cave, one could faintly hear the noise coming from inside—whether goblins or orcs, their roars, along with the wails of women.

Although this army was only temporarily stationed here, they did not forget to establish a comfortable base to enjoy their spoils of war.

This was what their king and the king’s mother had taught them.

Upon a crude throne, a burly goblin sat, holding in one arm a voluptuous yellow-haired woman dressed in a black nun’s habit.

Ten years had already given this former Saintess the charm of a mature woman.

The Goblin Emperor’s hand continuously roamed over her body, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, after the child she had borne became the leader of the tribe, she herself became his exclusive possession, not to be touched by others.

But in the end… she was his mother, and doing such things…

“Your Majesty, this battle… our losses… have reached the lowest… in history… ah…”

The former Saintess Daisie couldn’t help but let out a cry as the Goblin Emperor’s hand slipped beneath her habit.

Underneath the nun’s clothing, she wore nothing at all.

“My mother, do you think we now have the strength to confront the Church?”

The Goblin Emperor asked in a deep voice, looking at Daisie.

“Still… still far from enough… not just the Church… but also the Radiant Holy Hall behind them… they are not something we can deal with…”

Trying to oppose the Church of Light now was nothing but a foolish dream, let alone the Radiant Holy Hall behind it.

Even a slightly stronger Tier 7 powerhouse could potentially destroy the Green Forest Tribe—they were simply too weak.

“Then we will take control of the entire East and establish our own empire!”

The Goblin Emperor roared, and the orcs and goblins in the cave all cheered along.

Daisie looked at her child with a smile on her face.

She also believed that such a day would come.

This weak race, a race not favored by the gods, would one day trample those chosen by the gods beneath their feet—and even destroy the gods themselves, creating an era that belonged to them.

The women captured by the Greenskins lay on the ground in agony, barely clinging to life.

At that moment, Daisie raised her staff and cast healing magic on them.

The women recovered somewhat, but that did not mean they were saved.

Instead, it marked the beginning of another nightmare.

Daisie gave a slight nod, a strange smile curling on her lips.

She had truly… broken.