Chapter 193: War Preparations
"Love it, love it very much, absolutely love it!"
"Ha ha ha, as long as you like it!"
The sound of Li ng's hearty laughter echoed through the royal bedchamber.
The lively commotion in the bedchamber continued for a long, long ti.
Even when the night grew quiet and deep, it did not cease.
As dawn broke in the eastern sky, the activity within the bedchamber persisted.
"The king is truly incredible!"
"That Ghost Beastman is amazing too."
"Indeed, if it were us, we'd have been worn out by now."
By midday, a group of Lizardman maids had gathered outside the doors of the royal bedchamber.
Listening to the ongoing sounds from within, their faces were flushed with shyness.
While marveling at the king's boundless energy, they also admired the endurance of that Ghost Beastman.
"The king must be hungry, right? Should we... should we bring sothing in?"
"But it wouldn't be good to interrupt the king's mood."
"That kind of activity must take a lot of energy. The king must be starving."
As the Lizardman maids hesitated about whether to deliver lunch, one of them mustered the courage.
"I'll go!"
Gently pushing open the door to the royal chamber, she took a deep breath and stepped inside.
The maid walked softly as she entered, and when the bed ca into view, the sight before her caused her to tremble.
She imdiately knelt on the ground, bowing her head deeply.
What she had just seen seed to have made a significant impact on her.
Her heart pounded wildly, and she could feel it racing.
She was beautiful—the figure sprawled on the bed had graceful, alluring curves.
The king was pressed against her back, their forms entwined.
"Y-Your Majesty, should I bring lunch inside?"
Li ng, lying on the bed, turned his head to glance at the kneeling Lizardman maid.
He leaned close to Agatha's ear, whispering softly.
"Are you hungry?"
Agatha lazily nodded, her face flushed, lightly biting her lip.
"Bring it in."
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty!"
The maid quickly got up and hurried out.
Soon, a group of Lizardman maids entered the bedchamber, and the room quieted down.
The familiar scent lingering in the room made their faces flush even more.
Their legs felt weak as they moved about.
"How is it? Delicious?"
The two on the bed, completely at ease, began dining right there.
The maids served on either side.
Agatha, with a satisfied expression, chewed on a slice of sashimi.
"Mmm, it tastes wonderful. Really delicious."
Li ng gnawed on what appeared to be the heart of so animal.
Glancing downward, Agatha looked at her belly.
"The Goblin bloodline is truly strong. In just one night, my belly now carries more than ten Life Essences."
Agatha's words piqued Li ng's curiosity, and he glanced at her stomach.
"You can already sense it?"
Agatha smiled faintly, nodding lightly.
"It's one of the innate abilities of us Ghost Beastn."
Isn't this a bit too fast?
Although it was common for females to show signs of pregnancy within a few days, giving rise to Life Essences after just one night seed a little extre.
After eating and drinking their fill, the Lizardman maids left the chamber.
The bedchamber soon grew lively once again.
In the days that followed, Li ng and Agatha spent most of their ti on the bed.
One day, two days, three days, four days...
Finally, on the afternoon of the fifth day, the bedchamber quieted down.
*Creak!*
The doors of the chamber suddenly opened from within.
This caught the attention of the maids waiting outside.
To their astonishnt, Li ng erged, yawning.
"What’s going on?"
Seeing the Lizardman maids staring at him, Li ng asked, puzzled.
The maids quickly lowered their heads.
"She’s a distinguished guest. Be sure to take good care of her."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
A distinguished guest brought to the bed by the king?
Li ng chuckled, leisurely making his way to the lower levels.
After days with Agatha, Li ng had experienced pleasures unlike any before.
He even began to suspect that Agatha might be a demon straight out of a western fantasy novel.
She was the perfect companion in bed.
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### Throne Palace, Throne Hall
Sitting on the throne, Li ng gazed at the open doors, deep in thought.
The Demon Army was set to attack in three months.
This ant he had three months to prepare.
Li ng tapped his fingers on the table.
The rhythmic *tap-tap* echoed throughout the hall.
Before long, a Great Goblin hurried in.
"Your Majesty!"
It knelt on the ground, calling out.
"Summon Gobu Sheng."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The Great Goblin stood up and quickly left.
Soon, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.
Gobu Sheng's towering figure rushed in.
"Your Majesty, I'm here!"
Gobu Sheng knelt, bowing deeply.
"Gobu Sheng, imdiately notify the leaders of all tribes. Have them bring one-third of their offspring to the Throne Tribe to prepare for war!"
Prepare for war?
Hearing this, Gobu Sheng's face lit up with joy.
He loved war—absolutely loved it.
He relished the sound of enemies screaming, tearing them apart, and devouring them in their agony.
But realizing he would likely be left behind to guard the Throne Tribe, the excitent in Gobu Sheng's eyes faded. His expression turned sullen.
"Your Majesty, who are we fighting?"
Cautiously raising his head, Gobu Sheng looked at the king.
Li ng grinned and leaned back in his seat.
"Humans."
The king was planning to attack humans?
Gobu Sheng's face showed greed.
He had heard that human at was delicious.
Finally, he would have the chance to taste it.
Lost in thought, Gobu Sheng began drooling.
"Go. Inform them that they must arrive at the Throne Tribe within two months."
"Yes, Your Majesty! I’ll make arrangents right away!"
Gobu Sheng stood up and quickly left.
With Goblin Boar Riders serving as ssengers between tribes, the flow of information had beco swift.
Each tribe had a "relay station," and every tribe maintained its own squad of Goblin Boar Riders.
Thus, five days after returning to the tribe, Li ng began making preparations for war.
Early the next morning, he left the Throne Tribe, heading eastward toward Gobu Da's Tribe.
"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"
As soon as Li ng entered the western gate, Gobu Da, having heard the news, rushed over.
Seeing the nearly two-ter-tall Goblin, Li ng felt speechless.
"Gobu Da, why are you still a Great Goblin?"
The king’s words made Gobu Da bend down with a flattering grin.
"Your Majesty, I... I don’t know either."
Seeing Gobu Da’s obsequious deanor, Li ng shook his head helplessly.
It seed Goblins were inherently difficult to evolve into Goblin Warriors.
After all, they were born from Ground Mice.
Even with a diet of high-grade magical beast at, evolution remained a challenge.
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