Chapter 225: Sandra's Arrival
"Of course, there are. Humans practicing the Sword Techniques of Light cultivate light-elental battle energy, while Water Flow Sword Techniques cultivate water-elental battle energy. Apart from these two schools, humans also practice many other elental battle energy schools."
"Master, I’ve ntioned before, battle energy is also a form of magic. Since it is magic, it inevitably has elental distinctions."
"I once fought against an expert from the Sword Techniques of Light school. Rather than calling it swordsmanship, it was more like magic."
"The swordsmanship of the Sword Techniques of Light school is indeed impressive, with strong attacks, but it lacks endurance. If they fail to defeat their enemy swiftly, they fall into a disadvantage."
Hearing Xiaobai's explanation, Li ng recalled sothing.
It did seem to be true.
The sword strikes of Sword King Carlos were nearly impossible to counter.
However, after a few moves, his strength waned.
"Boss, boss, that move was so cool!"
At that mont, Yue E swam over.
That previous attack hadn’t hard Yue E.
After all, Li ng hadn’t used his full power in that punch.
Facing Yue E’s admiring gaze, Li ng grinned.
"Now you know how amazing your boss is, right?"
Yue E quickly nodded her massive crocodile head.
"Boss, you’re incredible. Even a hundred of can’t match you. Boss, I’m heading to the ocean."
Seeing her boss's strength, Yue E felt she couldn’t fall behind.
Just then, a white head erged from the distant water surface.
The owner of the white head was Bai Ling.
She hesitated, looking at the two massive figures not far away.
"Bai Ling, what are you looking at? Co over here!"
Hearing the king's shout, Bai Ling swam over.
Li ng sat cross-legged on the water’s surface.
Before long, Bai Ling arrived at his side.
"Um… Your Majesty!"
Li ng grinned and reached out with a large hand to grab Bai Ling, pulling her into his arms.
Bai Ling, sitting atop Li ng, looked panicked.
Oh heavens, he’s so massive… he can practically serve as a chair.
"Are you staying in the Black Mountain Tribe?"
Bai Ling clung tightly to the king's strong, towering figure and nodded gently.
"Most of my people are here, so I want to stay."
"Do as you like. You can stay wherever you want."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
During their conversation, Li ng and Bai Ling discussed many things.
Since the Black Mountain Marshlands incident, the swamp lizardn had essentially been left to fend for themselves under Li ng’s rule.
Although their lives couldn't be called blissful, they no longer struggled for food or clothing.
In the past, most of their day was spent hunting, but now, freed from such worries, their quality of life had greatly improved.
Li ng didn’t linger in the Black Mountain Marshlands.
Before nightfall, he left amidst Yue E’s reluctant gaze.
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The next afternoon.
"Your Majesty, you’ve finally returned!"
The mont Li ng entered the Throne Hall, he was greeted by Margarita.
She approached him joyfully.
"What’s the matter? Missed your king?"
Li ng grinned and wrapped his arm around Margarita’s waist.
Margarita blushed slightly and gently pushed against his chest.
"Your Majesty, that human woman has arrived!"
Before leaving, Li ng had instructed Margarita that a human woman would be coming to the Throne Tribe soon.
Upon hearing this, Li ng’s eyes lit up.
He hadn’t expected Sandra to arrive so quickly.
It had been less than two months.
"Where is she?"
"She’s been arranged in the Princess’s chamber in the royal harem."
"Let’s go see her!"
Excitent flashed in Li ng’s eyes.
Once Sandra's matter was resolved, he could begin his next expedition.
"Your Majesty, she’s in this chamber!"
Standing at the door, Li ng couldn’t wait and pushed it open.
Margarita didn’t follow him.
She closed the door behind him.
The sound of the door opening and closing made the woman inside the chamber visibly nervous.
She wore a pale blue, low-cut mage robe and gown.
Her ears were adorned with crystal earrings.
Her golden hair, long enough to reach her hips, cascaded loosely over her shoulders, with so of it trailing onto the bed.
She clutched a staff tightly in her hands, her face tense as she watched the goblin enter the chamber.
Is this… a goblin?
Although his skin was green and his face sowhat ugly, he didn’t have the typical goblin's large belly. His physique appeared very strong.
His face, while unattractive, was far better than that of a typical goblin.
Goblin faces usually resembled those of clowns, but his looked relatively normal.
"Who… who are you? I… I am the Goblin King's Princess!"
Sandra knew very well what goblins were like.
Perhaps this goblin intended to take advantage of her while the Goblin King was away.
Hearing this, Li ng grinned.
"If you admit you’re my Princess, why are you afraid?"
Li ng didn’t stop and walked straight toward Sandra.
So, he is the Goblin King?
As the goblin approached, Sandra’s expression wavered between doubt and certainty.
She rembered sothing.
The Goblin King had ntioned he could change his size.
"What, do you still want to fight ?"
Sitting beside Sandra, Li ng casually placed his arm around her waist.
The sensation beneath his hand made Li ng grin.
The bodies of human won were truly exquisite.
Sandra quickly shook her head.
"I… I’m not here to fight you."
Li ng leaned in closer to Sandra, his face near hers.
"Then put down the staff!"
Burying his face in the crook of Sandra’s neck, Li ng greedily inhaled her scent.
No wonder goblins loved humans so much.
Humans truly had a sweet and fragrant aroma.
Sandra’s eyes filled with despair.
Though she had ntally prepared herself when she agreed to co, facing the reality still left her shaken.
But there was no escape now.
Glancing at Sandra’s snow-white chest and deep cleavage, Li ng grinned.
"I’ll be gentle."
With that, Li ng exerted slight force, pushing Sandra onto the bed.
Her staff fell to the ground.
"Goblin King, you…"
"Call Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, I… I can’t stay here for half a year."
"Because of Earl Mors?"
"If he finds out about this, I won’t have the courage to go on living."
Although everything she did was for her husband, Sandra knew Mors would never understand.
He would go mad and charge into Goblin Forest without hesitation.
If that happened, both she and her husband would lose everything.
"Fine, after you give birth to a little goblin, you can leave. For the next few years, you won’t have to co back."
"Re… really?"
Pinned beneath Li ng, Sandra’s face lit up with joy.
Li ng grinned at her.
"I’m the king. I don’t lie. But for this month, you’ll have to serve well."
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