The villain also has spring

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No wonder, compared to a few green-skinned goblins with fuzzy faces, wide mouths and buck teeth, and buy one get one free pair of protruding ears and goldfish eyes, the young man in front of him is so handsome.Speaking of which, except for those weird black pupils, it is basically a handsome face that can be made into a poster.

Of course, in terms of goblin aesthetics, Al does look weird.

"what's your name?"

"His name is Al, my lord." Gowa boss rushed to answer.

"Al, if it weren't for your black eyes, I would have thought you were a dwarf..." the well-informed ogre master murmured.In fact, the disproportionate dwarf with a big head and a small body, long arms and short legs, is easy to recognize, while Al is just short and well-proportioned.

"Master is right, he is a freak." Gowa yelled vigorously: "Look at his yellow skin, black eyes, and hairless hands, plus he looks like a stupid pig." You don't have the consciousness of a goblin. Tsk tsk, killing him will dirty your hands."

"Yes, yes! Your hands are dirty..." Several other people echoed in unison.

The ogre smiled honestly, and the next sentence made the five of them almost rush to the street. "Thank you for saving me."

"Thank you?" All the goblins looked at me, and I looked at you, with expressions of seeing undead.

After the green-skinned butcher finished speaking, he readily took off a ring from his hand and threw it to Al far away. "This is your reward."

The boy hurriedly caught it and held it tightly in his palm.

"Gudong—" the remaining four goblins swallowed in unison.Seeing nothing else, a gem the size of a longan fell into Al's palm in a graceful arc.

When Al was still staring at the back of the butcher going away in a daze, he didn't know that the palms of his hands had been broken by everyone's joint efforts.

"Wow..." The huge ruby ​​ring was delivered between the dirty palms, causing a series of exclamations.Comparing the size with his own eyeballs, Pique couldn't help but click his tongue and said: "Boss, please take back what you said earlier, Al made the most correct decision today."

Boss Gewa stared at the constantly moving gem in his little friend's hand, swallowed his throat, and couldn't say a word...

After an unknown amount of time, the ring finally returned to Al's hands.Although the eyes of the four were full of undisguised greed, none of them dared to embezzle the property that already belonged to Al.

"He who gets something for nothing will go to hell forever", this is also one of the most important laws of goblins.

In fact, the goblin family, which advocates management and creation, can continue to this day, thanks to the strict and complete legal system that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.How to say that sentence, when morality collapses, it is necessary to rely on the law to release the brilliance.

"Laugh, buddy." Pique bumped Al on the shoulder, "At least I have money to buy a new Golem!"

Al's eyes lit up, "Yeah! And grandpa's money for the spine!"

The four of them climbed onto the pitch-black steel goron, and strode away with Al...

Walking out of the Colosseum, which has already turned off the lights, he immediately fell into a crowded flow of people.Al tactfully rejected Kabbah's suggestion to take him to the machinery shop opened by his family to buy a new golem, and jumped on Pick's golem to go home first.

At this time, the dungeon was full of people, and the lights were like daylight.The winding path is like a cobweb, shuttling among the bloated houses that are piled up randomly and have no aesthetic feeling.The lights on both sides of the road split the endless darkness and spread to the distance.

Vendors yelling along the road, mechanical workshops spewing fireworks, huge beasts loaded with cargo boxes, and countless strange machines mixed in the crowds... Everywhere is crowded with the crowded city, to humble outsiders It nakedly declares the prosperity that only belongs to goblins.

Jealousy is certain.

But in the city of goblins, few dare to strike.

Because, whether it is cold steel golems, terrifying war machines, or ferocious feeding giants and countless high-end scrolls that are set off as fireworks, they are all the nightmares of all reckless people who dare to peek at the wealth of goblins.

As the most famous trading city in the mainland of "Espenia", "Nim City" is equally crowded even if it is just a slum on the edge of the "glowing spider web" outlined by lights.

Like the fringe streets, it's populated by the poorest of the rich city 'sewers are full of gold coins'.

Like all those who wear rings as fists, the goblins of the slums have their own pride.Just like the saying they say every day: "Compared to the lords in the city, we are inferior people; but compared to the outsiders who don't grow hair, even the mice in the back alley become cute!"

The reason is simple, because——

"We are noble goblins! The creators of the greatest civilization in Espenia!"

So, goblin slums also have miracles.

As long as you are here, your eyes will naturally be attracted by the tall and majestic amphitheater in the middle of the shantytowns.

The Rusty Blood Colosseum squats at the end of Fat Intestine Alley, it is the pride of the entire slum, and it is also an important source of life for countless 'untouchables'.Although the street called Fat Chang Lane is inconspicuous, it is also the longest and straightest street in Nîmes.

But having said that, no matter how fat the intestines are, they are no thicker than the thighs, and the audience who come in and out of the Colosseum make the narrow streets more crowded.This is the moment when the manipulative ability is most tested. Peake stopped the conversation wisely, carefully manipulated Gao Lun, and moved forward with difficulty in the crowd.

As a pariah whose number of slums is second only to that of rats, Al, like many people, has no fixed occupation, and usually makes a living by doing odd jobs or doing errands and delivering letters.When it comes time to perform in the Colosseum, the boy who owns Gao Lun will act as a gladiator's assistant and earn a rare and generous reward.

Although it was dangerous, more and more goblins signed up as gladiator assistants every time.If it wasn't for the help of Gewa's cousin who is an administrator, the Al and the others would have no chance at all.

Wide network of contacts and great face, this is probably the reason why Gewa can become the boss.

Both Al and Peake live in Rabbit Ear Lane.

Compared with the single-family Pique family, Al's situation is much worse.He and his elderly grandpa rented a crowded beehive hotel.

The hotel rooms are small and crowded, like a dense beehive, each one is filled with poor families.As far as this hotel is concerned, the Al family, which only lives in two people, has become the envy of other tenants.

The owner of the Hive Hotel is a stern and upright old goblin, and the tenants who can be kept by him are honest people with clean hands and feet.Therefore, although the living space is crowded, the relationship between the neighbors in the weekdays is very harmonious.

The golem of Al is inherited from his grandfather.

It is said that grandpa was a famous gladiator assistant in the Colosseum when he was young.Because of an accident, he broke his spine and had to leave the stage he loves.

Later, Al inherited his career and became the only gladiator assistant in the Hive Hotel.So in a sense, Ayer who owns Gao Lun is also one of the few shining points of the entire hotel to be proud of.

Sliding off Gao Lun's shoulders, Al waved at the companion who had brought him home, turned and walked into the hotel.

"Brother Al, did the green skin win again?" As soon as he entered the lobby of the hotel, Al was surrounded by furry 'winter melon heads'.Young goblins also have wrinkled faces, the only obvious difference being the soft white down on their bald heads.

"Yeah, he killed the dragon!" Al smiled and distributed the candy sprinkled before the performance to everyone.

"Long live——" In fact, the children didn't care who was the winner, they gathered around more for Al's candy.The boss wearing gold-rimmed glasses slowly raised his head from behind the counter, and greeted Al with a blank expression.Al responded with a grin, whistling as usual and heading up the spiral staircase.

Rows of houses around the stairs, like beer barrels piled together.Compared with the round wine barrels, every room here is a regular hexagonal column lying down.There is a door in the front and a window in the back, which really looks like a beehive.

Goblins are short in stature, and the height of buildings is useless except to make up for the lack of heart.The hive hotel discarded the hypocritical height to the greatest extent, and made a fuss about the length, so each hive rental house is very long.

"Grandpa, how are you feeling today?" Al yelled as soon as he entered the door.

"Ahem, it's still the same, I won't die for a while." There was a reclining chair against the window sill behind the house, and an old but angry voice was coming from there.

The broken spine didn't affect Grandpa's upper body. When Al entered the door, the old goblin was taking off his reading glasses, and put the newspaper on the coffee table beside him.

"Grandpa, Gao Lun is useless." Al placed one of Grandpa's feet on his thigh and kneaded it carefully.

"Hmm." The old goblin closed his eyes tightly and snorted noncommittally.

"Aren't you sad?" The little trick didn't work, and Al said with a look of disappointment: "I thought you would scold me."

Al's disappointed expression came into his eyes, and the old goblin immediately smiled and said, "Child, you always put Gao Lun above everything else. So, if this is a depressing thing, you will be sad first, won't you? "

Al muttered, "On the other hand, since I'm calm, it's not such bad news."

The old goblin lovingly stroked the boy's smooth black hair, and said softly, "Tell me, child, what happened?"

Al took out the gemstone ring and told Grandpa everything that happened in the Colosseum.

"The color is good." The goblin held up the reading glasses and carefully examined the gemstones inlaid on the ring under the light.

"Grandpa, is it enough to replace your spine?" Al asked worriedly.

"Enough is enough, I think you can also have a blue bronze golem."

"A blue copper-level Gaolun?!" It turned out to be a blue copper-level Gaolun that surpassed black iron!My God, with it, Al doesn't need to be a gladiator's assistant anymore, he can directly apply to become a gladiator, and even qualified to become an admirable caravan mercenary!

"Grandpa, what are you waiting for, let's go!" Al couldn't wait for a moment.

"Roger Modification Shop", the most famous grocery store in the slums.An old acquaintance of grandpa and the owner of this shop, Fire-Eye Roger warmly received the grandpa and grandson.

While Al was wandering around, Roger whispered: "Old man, this gem is enough to impress the great witch doctor, cast a rejuvenation spell, and bring you back to life. There is no need to endure such great pain and risk death , to replace a mechanical spine."

The old goblin smiled faintly, "Old man, for an old thing with one foot in the grave, rejuvenation is too extravagant. The pay and reward are simply out of proportion, which is not in line with our beliefs. Besides, Al is still young , he needs a bronze-ranked Gao Lun to realize his dream. I think you can satisfy him."

Roger sighed, "As you wish, I will give him a bronze-ranked golem..."

The old goblin reminded with a smile: "And my spine."

"Yes, and that damn spine!"