Chapter 183
Chapter 183
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 183
Chapter Title: Treasure Goblin Delivers Itself
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The treasure goblin came on its own feet.
And it brought a massive haul of treasure with it.
[Title: Lord Judak, what do we do about this?]
(Treasure goblin dumping out loot while looking nervous gif)
(Golden crowns, rings, coins, and all sorts of treasures spilling everywhere gif)
It looks like it's expecting something...
Lord Judak, what do we do with these guys?
Kill them? Let them live?
[Recommendations 5934] [Disrecommendations 12]
- What the hell is this?
- A magical beast came to trade? Am I seeing this right??
- Whoa, look at those recommendations climbing.
- The guy who tormented us every day suddenly shows up with treasure and starts acting all sneaky.
ㄴ Oh.
ㄴ Suggestion.
ㄴ OP) (Hate that dark elf con)
“Everything under the sun.”
Golden crowns and chunks were par for the course.
But the real gems were the ones with special abilities, like the curse artifacts that applied debuffs.
I picked out a few and had them delivered.
[Silver Restraints]
A magic tool developed to bind magical beasts.
The kingdom fell before it hit the market.
Unknown origin.
[Mana Protection Bracelet]
A protective magic tool developed right after the Great War.
It was a failure due to its massive development cost versus being single-use.
Unknown origin.
[Furry Slave Collar]
Doesn't seem like something actually used on real slaves.
Unknown origin.
“Hmm...”
Some looked useful, while others seemed downright shady.
One thing was clear: no way a magical beast made these.
They had to come from the fallen kingdoms beyond the western lands not shown on the map.
“There were supposed to be way more countries overflowing back then, so...”
Of course, only one item caught my eye.
The ring magic tool worn by the golden goblin.
[Nel Abineri]
A ring magic tool worn by successive kings of the fallen kingdom Nel.
Exhausts nearby enemies and recovers allies at regular intervals.
“Heal and Exhaust?”
I knew about it, but seeing the description made it even more impressive.
A total cheat item with both debuff and buff.
“It's basically Yumi...”
The cooldown was a bummer, but it was an unexpected find.
“How's the performance?”
I'd seen the goblin use it, but I wanted to check it myself.
“Lord Judak!”
Right on cue, Dryer showed up.
She seemed oddly chipper, probably because her meal cooldown was up.
Perfect timing.
I activated the ring without hesitation.
-Bzzz!
“Heeek.”
Light poured from the ring, and Dryer flopped down flat.
“Oh?”
It could even drain a succubus's strength.
This ring's better than I thought.
Though it probably couldn't exhaust her at full power.
Just sapping a bit of strength made it plenty valuable.
“Wh-what...?”
I scooped up the panicking Dryer, tossed her on the bed, and sorted my thoughts.
“Treasure goblin. Pretty useful, huh?”
Countless kingdoms had fallen after the Great War erupted.
No need to scour those places myself.
The treasure goblins were farming them and bringing the goods right to me.
[12-Gem Set Props] - 19p
[Jewel Box] - 30p
All they wanted in return were some fake gems worth a few dozen points.
[Item safely delivered!]
[Title: Holding Back from Magical Beasts Lv999]
(Fake gems raining from the sky gif)
(Goblins frantically scooping them into sacks gif)
Just kill them and take the gems myself—how do you hold back?
Taking care of dark elves?
- Fr, how do you just stand there?
- I'd have killed them and taken the gems ages ago lol;
- Why's Judak trading with magical beasts?
[Title: Why on earth are you trading with magical beasts?]
Giving gems to a magical beast...
How do you even think of that? Horrifying.
Were you planning to trade gems for treasure no matter what, even from beasts?
The thought of giving gems to beasts...
Really disappointed in you, Lord Judak. Getting dizzy here.
[Recommendations 5] [Disrecommendations 13]
- Gems?
ㄴ Gems my ass lololol
- Getting dizzy over something this minor... what's that called? Judak said it...
ㄴ Low blood pressure?
ㄴ Yup, low blood pressure.
ㄴ Improve your diet first.
Of course, there were complaints.
Why trade with beasts? Just fleece them.
But I had my reasons.
“The goblins will definitely come back.”
Magical beasts were hostile to all life here.
The goblins had even lost most of their kin.
Yet they came begging to trade for a handful of gems.
Greed filled the face of the groping goblin.
So I just had to keep fleecing them.
“Use them as much as they're worth.”
What if there's no more profit?
I could kill them then. No rush.
It might look weird to the gallers, but it was all upside for me.
I eyed the ring from the trade.
“First magic tool like this.”
A debuff ring, no less.
Maybe there were kingdoms beyond the map that hadn't fallen yet.
*
On the surface, at the center of the goblin village.
The goblins were tense, laden with bundles.
Time was almost up.
-Vrrr!
Suddenly, a massive rift flashed red.
The goblins took a breath and slowly crossed through.
Their vision shifted, the world changed.
Waiting on the other side was a frail, ragged little old man.
“Kee, kieek...”
Just one weak human elder.
Yet the goblins trembled in fear.
They couldn't even meet his eyes.
The golden goblin finally approached and handed over the sack.
“This harvest?”
The old man, eyes wide in a chilling stare, took the sack and checked it.
“Hmm.”
Inside were gems, and more gems.
He pulled them out one by one, tilting his head this way and that.
“Fascinating. Not from this world.”
No such gems existed here.
“Beautiful... truly amazing.”
The goblins brightened at his admiring mutter.
The little old man—Greed—was never satisfied with mere tribute.
“You brought good stuff. I'm pleased.”
Just as they dared to hope he'd finally be content—
-Bang!
The golden goblin's head exploded.
“Kee, kieek!”
-Bang, bang!
The other panicked goblins met the same fate.
The old man clicked his tongue at the headless corpses.
“But bartering?”
He knew everything.
How the goblins got the treasure.
Defeat or groveling wasn't the issue.
He was furious they'd traded his treasure for other treasure.
“Goblins are useless too.”
He'd implanted greed in normal goblins.
Turned them into treasure goblins and sent them to the surface for loot.
But a goblin was still a goblin.
The insolence of bartering.
“Should I send stronger beasts?”
As the old man muttered to himself—
A pale white hand emerged from the darkness.
“Didn't I say you couldn't do it?”
With a ticklish lilt, the white hand grabbed the old man's hair.
“...Pride.”
The old man rolled his eyes to see the arm's owner.
White bobbed hair, red eyes.
White dress shirt, red vest, even a necktie.
A young woman standing behind him, looking much like Penny.
The old man glanced sideways at her and muttered.
“Still a unique outfit.”
“Cute, right? Found it while strolling the ruins.”
“Not really my taste...”
He kept his eyes down even as she ruffled his hair.
Pride, one of the Seven Deadly Sins—and the oldest being out here.
“These are synthetic gems? Where'd you get them?”
Pride rummaged through his sack uninvited, eyeing the gems.
“Synthetic gems? That's their name?”
“Yeah, they used to be everywhere... miss 'em.”
She gazed into space, lost in memory, then snapped her head around.
“Want me to help?”
She'd taken an interest in this world.
Pride's eyes sparkled as she asked.
“No, it's fine. I can handle it alone...”
“Want me to help?”
The old man slowly shut his mouth.
It wasn't a question.
She was just saying she'd help—decision already made.
“Please do.”
The moment he spoke, Pride snapped her fingers, summoning a beast.
“Grrr...”
A 4-meter musclebound brute with long claws and fangs.
But no eyes where eyes should be.
A mutant beast that hunted by sound alone—her pet dog.
“One enough?”
“Yeah, obviously.”
It had the fatal flaw of blindness, but Pride didn't care.
She jammed her fingers into empty air.
And as she pried with force, a rift tore open.
“...Impressive.”
A feat no one else could do.
Only she, among the Seven Deadly Sins, could manage it casually.
“Good boy. Go on.”
“Grrr!”
She smiled and beckoned, and the beast plunged into the rift like it was waiting.
Pride peered through the open gap, murmuring with a smile.
“Judak, huh...”
The reason that little world hadn't fallen.
The gallery admin Judak.
The gallery ran on Judak and his padaks below.
Sharing info without face-to-face.
Posts under pseudonyms spreading all kinds of content.
“Isekai Destruction Gallery, was it?”
Minimal knowledge gleaned from peeking at the dying world's gallery.
No light opponent.
Judak had neutralized two of the Seven Deadly Sins—a dangerous foe.
But her interest in the gallery stemmed from elsewhere.
“Think I should ask to be a padak too?”
Pride, the oldest of the Seven Deadly Sins.
World conquest, invasion—whatever. She was going mad from boredom.