Chapter 18
Chapter 18
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 18
Chapter Title: I Thought It Was Goblins, But It Was a Romance Fantasy
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One hour since infiltrating the goblin den.
I was in a humiliating state, stripped naked and crawling on all fours like an animal.
"Hurry up and crawl! You stupid bitch!"
"Ugh..."
The females brought here are classified according to strict procedures... or so they say.
As a result, I was being dragged somewhere, my ass smacked by goblins as I became the butt of their jokes.
"Ugh... No..."
"This place is scary..."
Many other women captured by the goblins were in the same pitiful state as me.
- Roooar! Fresh bitch!
- Kerruk?
Soon, we arrived at a circular plaza where countless goblins had gathered, and they eyed us with filthy gazes.
"Kruk. Here, your masters will be decided."
"..."
My target here was the Goblin Emperor, but even with my magic power, I couldn't pinpoint him easily right now.
He didn't seem to be anywhere nearby.
"Kruk! First bitch up."
"Eek?!"
As I was lost in thought about the situation, a brown ponytail woman next to me was shoved forward and stumbled.
"23-year-old virgin. Mid-to-upper looks, some chest and hips!"
- Kuruk. I'll take her as a captain of ten.
- No way! This bitch belongs to Hundred-Captain Shukram!
- ...Fine.
"Kerruk... No other challengers, so Hundred-Captain Shukram takes this one!"
Now I finally understood the situation.
It was like an auction—they paraded the women they'd dragged in and assigned them based on rank.
"Kerruk? Wait, Shukram, don't you already have a dedicated bitch?"
"I'll dump the old one in the public toilet and replace her with this."
"Kerruk, got it."
It seemed there was a limit to how many bitches a goblin could personally own.
To take a new one, they had to discard the old—like some kind of replacement rule?
'...What is this, monogamy?'
The goblin society being more advanced than expected was shocking enough, but only one woman per goblin? My head was spinning a bit.
"Kuhuhu! Shukram will take good care of her!"
"Hic..."
Soon, the winning goblin fitted a collar around the brown ponytail woman's neck and led her off somewhere.
...I'd have to rescue the women captured later too, so I needed to note the exact locations.
"Alright! Next bitch!"
"Y-You... Do you know who I am?!"
The next one up for auction was a disheveled blonde with a delinquent vibe.
"Kerruk... Age 29! C-cup tits, great body!"
- Ooooh!!!
"But she's a worn-out slut who's been through hundreds of cocks."
- ...
The goblins who'd been excited at first glance deflated the moment her body count was revealed.
"Black nipples, and her pussy's so loose from overuse it's like flabby bulgogi."
- Looks good on the outside, but a total cum dumpster...
- Keek, even if we eat anything, STDs are still scary...
"Huh? What's with those looks?!"
The thug woman who'd been dragged here by accident lashed out in fury at their disgusted stares.
"Y-You bastards! Do you know how legendary my pussy is?! How dare you talk shit?!"
"Kerruk, shut your trap."
Bam!!
"Kyaaak?!"
But the auctioneer goblin, annoyed by her defiance, kicked her without mercy.
"No warriors want this bitch?"
- Kruk, even sticking your dick in would feel like thrusting into empty air.
- Holding out for a short-hair big-tits widow...
"None, then. Off to the public toilet for the lowest ranks."
"W-Wait! No one's really taking me!?"
The auctioneer goblin gave them one last look, but they all shook their heads in awkward silence.
"Go."
"F-Fuck!!! You goblins are so damn picky!!!"
In the end, the blonde woman was dragged underground screaming in injustice.
Am I really okay with this?
"Hey, you're next."
"Gulp..."
If no one bids on me here, I'll end up in that public toilet too.
Meeting the Goblin Emperor would be even harder then.
Time to give it my best—I was the top-tier bitch endorsed by Zephyros and Lightning, after all.
"Ahem... Age... 47?"
- What.
- Huh.
- Um.
But the moment my age was announced, the goblins' faces darkened.
...Didn't see that coming.
"Kerruk! Old and non-virgin with a history of men, but damn, what a body and face!"
- For sure...
- Kerruk, but 47 is too much...
- If she tastes good, isn't it fine?
Soon, their lecherous gazes roamed every inch of my naked body.
I shrank involuntarily under those stares.
- But those red bean buns are insane...
- No, that ass is even more impressive.
- What are you saying? That face is the hottest!
And somewhat humiliatingly, the positive reviews kept coming.
"Plus, this bitch is a married woman with two kids."
"...""
The auctioneer's words instantly silenced the goblins...
- Me! Me! Me!!!
- Grrooo, I can't resist a super hot married bitch!!!
- Kerruk! Back off, this proven bitch is mine!
"Huh."
I hadn't thought of it, but maybe things would go even smoother than expected.
"Quiet, all of you!"
Boom!!!
But the voice that silenced the plaza full of noise belonged to a one-eyed, muscular goblin.
"I'll take that bitch."
"Lord Ksharnak?!"
As he pointed straight at me, the auctioneer broke out in a cold sweat, flustered.
"Um, isn't he..."
"Kerruk, don't speak his name lightly! He's Emperor Alexander's right-hand man, the undisputed No. 2—Lord Ksharnak!"
I quietly asked the auctioneer, and he yelled back in terror.
...Why is goblin society so hierarchically structured?
"What happened?! I heard a few years ago he lost his cherished bitch, fell into despair, and avoided women for a while!"
From the looks of it, this goblin had some backstory.
True to his No. 2 status, his magic power felt on par with S-Rank.
Zephyros would have a tough fight on his hands.
"Go! Don't upset him, whatever you do!"
"Y-Yes...!"
And so, with the auctioneer goblin's encouragement(?), I crawled toward him.
.
.
.
.
"You're here."
Somehow sold to this goblin named Ksharnak, I was led into a fairly decent wooden mansion.
Looking back, he hadn't even properly met my eyes since earlier—just silent, which felt off somehow.
"Curious? Why I brought you here."
"Y-Yes."
Not curious at all, but playing along seemed wisest here.
"...Truth is, I had a bitch I cherished deeply."
Ksharnak finally sat down and began spilling his past, laced with complex emotions.
"She had silver hair, and we first met as enemies, but through crossing swords, we realized our love."
Before the Gate Break, he'd dueled a female swordsman who invaded their den, he said.
Their blades clashed once, twice. After over fifty fierce exchanges...
Clang!
- Ngh, I lose.
- Impressive.
- Haha... You're amazing too.
The emperor's right-hand man finally defeated the honorable swordswoman, making her submit.
"By custom, bitches are shared, but I didn't want to give her to anyone."
But Ksharnak didn't want to see the noble swordswoman defiled, so he'd built the current auction system to protect her.
- Hey, Ksharnak! Childbirth's done—let's duel again!
- Calm down.
Thus, goblin and woman nurtured a sweet love...
- Kekek! What a fuckable bitch!!!
- Alexander...
But the pinnacle of goblins set his sights on the beautiful swordswoman.
- N-No!!!
- Shut up! All bitches in this empire are mine—keggek!
In the end, he watched helplessly as the emperor stole his beloved right before his eyes.
He couldn't even resist—Alexander was the goblin emperor... and the strongest goblin.
- Don't worry, Ksharnak. My body's tough!
- ...
Still, he hoped the smiling swordswoman would live happily.
- Kehahhahaha! Hurry and do the butt-dance!!
- Ugh?!
But against his wishes, she endured humiliating days.
Forced to dance shamefully before all goblins...
- Kehek...!
- Squeeze! Harder, you dumb bitch!!!
Or openly mounting her in the streets, choking her neck while pounding her.
- Hey! You okay?
- D-Don't worry, I won't break from this.
Sometimes Ksharnak sneaked visits to check on her, but she forced a smile and pretended all was well.
- Kek... This human's too frail!
Splash!
But in time, Alexander discarded the cold, lifeless swordswoman like trash and moved on.
- ...
For goblins, Alexander was normal—Ksharnak the freak.
Human bitches were just for fucking and dumping when done—that was goblin thinking.
"But I couldn't accept it."
"..."
Afterward, Ksharnak regretted failing to save her for a long time.
The shock was so great he refused women, silently swinging his sword.
"And you... you remind me of her."
"I see..."
Thud.
The one-eyed Ksharnak gripped both my hands earnestly, face grave.
"Maybe I'm seeing things in a lookalike. But stay by my side until I can stand tall again."
Honestly, I couldn't care less about Ksharnak's long sob story—except maybe the silver-haired swordswoman.
Still, this chat yielded plenty of useful info.
I learned of Ksharnak's prowess and the Goblin Emperor's taste for strong women.
That settled how I'd act from now on.
"Ahem... For tonight, sleep separately."
Perfect—time to think alone.
He said he needed to prepare his heart for a new woman?
What a needlessly sweet goblin.
"Yes. Goodnight, then."
Click.
Pretty exhausted anyway, I accepted his kindness and fell asleep fast.
Plan after some rest!
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Kek... This guy's got another prime bitch."
But just before the lights went out, a goblin who glimpsed Ersia's beautiful figure sneered.