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The organism that crawled out of Irene’s womb was only one.

Without consciousness, it couldn’t come out quickly as it couldn’t give strength. Only when I pressed its stomach hard did it come out with Irene’s vagina opening.

The long-awaited Hop Goblin was born.

Unlike the evolved Hop Goblin with some power, it was the first Hop Goblin born through childbirth.

The newborn creature was only the size of an arm and looked like a regular individual. The difference was that geometric patterns in dark brown were tattooed on its back, arms, and thighs.

“Krrrr.”

“Awesome! Hahaha.”

Laughing heartily with arms spread wide.

I unknowingly acted drunk with joy.

“Kekekekeng.”

“Oh. Look at this guy.”

The creature sniffed and looked around, then imitated my actions by spreading its arms.

Sighs from the women watching us on the bed flowed out. What was great joy and happiness for me would be a nightmare for them.

Newborn creatures must be given meat to grow quickly. I had stored the food obtained through room occupation in the refrigerator in preparation for times like now.

“Sit.”

“Kekik.”

It listens well.

The Hop Goblin sat in front of me like a puppy.

Honestly, it was cute looking up at me.

I took out frozen raw meat from the fridge, thawed it, and fed it to the Hop Goblin.

Chomp.

Crunch.

Even as it ate messily, the sound of bones twisting and aligning could be heard. Despite real-time body transformations, its mind was focused on eating.

“I should give names to the Hop Goblin creatures, right?”

“…………”

The Hop Goblin in charge of the soldiers stared intently at the newly born one.

Their emotions were unreadable, but there was a slightly wary look in their eyes.

There shouldn’t be any major issues among the goblins, but there was a hierarchy. Undoubtedly, the existing Hop Goblin was overwhelmingly dominant. However, a being challenging its authority had appeared.

Since Hop Goblins were becoming more intelligent, I thought it was appropriate to give them names for communication purposes.

“Hmm. What would be good? Hmm. Ah! You are now Kriton.”

“Kkek?”

“Kriton is your name, got it? If you understood, nod your head.”

Kriton nodded.

A being strong like a demon yet instilling fear.

Named in hopes of becoming widely known as such. Of course, the name was borrowed from a familiar comic book.

“You little one… Hmm.”

Muscles were already starting to attach to the small body with arms as thick as an arm. After finishing eating the raw meat, the creature, wandering around the room, met eyes with Baekchoa.

She, who had been trembling while hugging other women, bit her lip tightly and turned her head away.

“Samuel! You are now Samuel.”

The geometric tattoo on his back resembled angel wings.

The name that suddenly came to mind seemed to suit him somehow. He turned around, showed his teeth, and grinned disgustingly.

[Number of soldiers owned: 24]

– Goblin(★): 22

– Hop Goblin(★★): 2

“Alright. Let’s go now.”

***

“Oh, can’t you at least give me some clothes? It’s too cold.”

Baekchoa shivered, crouching down and looking up at me.

“I’m sorry, sister. That’s why I covered you with a blanket.”

“That’s not what I mean… I want to wear clothes! Without a bra, it feels like my chest is sagging.”

“My chest?”

“Ah…!”

I lifted Baekchoa’s breasts.

The breasts that had grown even larger due to childbirth felt heavy.

Indeed, it did feel a bit saggy.

Feeling the touch of the owner’s hands, milk began to flow from the nipple. After hesitating for a moment, I sucked on the large nipple and drank the milk.

“Don’t, don’t suck! Are you crazy? What are you doing outside…?”

“You drank the milk. Let’s go order some underwear first.”

“Ha…”

With four women in the rickshaw, it was almost full.

The females had their eyes bandaged. They covered them with a blanket, embracing each other and bowing their heads, they placed another blanket over the women.

“Okay. Kriton will drive. The rest of you follow well.”

An ambitious dawn.

A group wearing helmets followed behind the rickshaw at a brisk pace. I led the way running in front, guiding the path, while Kriton pulled the rickshaw behind.

It’s a 1.5km distance from the studio apartment to the mountain entrance.

They have to go down a steep downhill path and navigate through the winding streets of the studio apartment village.

They were walking quickly on deserted streets, trying to avoid being noticed.

In the ambitious night, more than twenty people wearing helmets were running. They were all about the size of elementary school students.

Anyone would find it strange and eerie.

Even in the early morning, there were more than a few people smoking on the streets. Some looked at us in amazement, some even tried to take pictures openly, but I instructed them to handle it.

Samayel, who was responsible for the rear, cut off the man’s ankle and confiscated his phone for filming without permission.

Watching was fine, but filming recklessly was punishable by death.

Hop Goblin Samayel had grown almost to the size of a kindergarten student. It was mind-boggling to see him wielding a kitchen knife in both hands shortly after he was born.

“Okay. As long as we keep going like this, there should be no problem.”

I kept looking back to make sure the soldiers were following well.

I was so tense that sweat was dripping all over my body.

If we encountered the police, we couldn’t avoid a fight.

We had to eliminate them all, so I hurriedly walked, hoping nothing would go wrong.

Running like that, we safely arrived at the mountain entrance and passed through.

“We’re here. Just a little further! Ah, ah. It’s so hard.”

“Krrr.”

Kriton, who was driving the rickshaw, suddenly stopped.

“What? Why? What’s wrong? Damn it. Scary!!”

At the same time, the soldiers following behind also stopped in unison. Everyone stared in one direction.

“Creak.”

“Why are you scared! What’s there? Huh? Go kill it.”

In case of an emergency, I went to the side of the rickshaw and hid my body.

Kriton, who took out a knife from the bag he was carrying, pointed to a dark place. It was chilling to realize that nothing was visible to me but only to the soldiers.

When I gave instructions, Kriton nodded.

There is a long paved road here.

There were lights at intervals, so it wasn’t completely dark. However, since the left and right sides were dense with trees and grass, something appeared from an unseen place.

Phew.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

A creature appeared with crackling sounds.

It was a huge wild boar.

Seeing it up close, it was unbelievably large.

I was surprised that it had come down to such a place.

I was startled twice as Samayel flew rapidly towards it.

“That, that crazy… How long has it been since it was born?”

Everyone rushed towards it like a pack and hunted the fleeing wild boar.

Squelch.

Kieee!

Geeeh!

The sound of the pig being slaughtered echoed through the ambitious dawn mountain path. Shortly after, Kriton returned with loot in hand.

“Why are you so obsessed with the head?”

“Creak.”

“Sigh. Tell the others to hurry up.”

With a knife in one hand and the severed head of the wild boar in the other, everyone seemed pleased after hunting a real live animal.

They left the wild boar’s head to the soldiers and the rickshaw moved towards its destination again.

“Huff, huff. Crazy. This slope is no joke…”

It took another 30 minutes to enter the mountain entrance.

Although it wasn’t asphalt, the cement-paved uphill road was incredibly steep. Everyone climbed up without showing signs of difficulty except for me.

‘How strong do you have to be to establish a relationship?’

Having the ability to give birth to soldiers was good, but I wanted to become stronger myself.

It was said that the more you mate, the stronger you become.

However, the pitiful body remains the same as ever.

Far from getting stronger, if Isoeun, with bandages over her eyes, were to fight, she would be pummeled all day by her swinging fists.

Lost in thought, sweating profusely, finally, the temple came into view.

“We’re here!”

There is even a parking lot, surrounded by stone walls like fortress walls. The temple built on white rocks revealed a majestic appearance.

Even the entrance was very narrow, perfect as a hideout.

With Bentleys and several luxury cars parked around, it seemed like people living here.

“Samael, come here.”

“Kekkekkek.”

“You’re leading soldiers now too? Take ten men and eliminate everyone inside. Understand?”

Samael, holding a kitchen knife in each hand, nodded and led the soldiers inside. The soldiers, excited by the outside world, ran at a terrifying speed.

The women were made to get off the rickshaw.

Leading with Kton, they ascended to the square of the temple.

Due to its unique structure, one must climb stairs to reach the square and the Dharma halls.

This temple consists of three buildings.

In the center, there is a main hall with buildings resembling Dharma halls on either side.

Soldiers running around busily searched every corner of the temple. Screams could be heard, along with sounds of something being beaten.

“Where are we?”

When the women’s bandages were removed, Baekchoa looked around anxiously.

“This is where we’ll stay. Spacious and nice, right? You and the sisters can move comfortably.”

“But we can’t leave here anyway, right?”

“Yes. You’ll live with me for the rest of your lives.”

Baekchoa sat down, looking bewildered at the mention of a lifetime.

As she sat down, her trembling breasts were quite impressive.

“Argh! Hey, you bastards! Let go of this!”

Samael came to me, holding the ankle of a man several times larger than himself.

Covered in wounds and bleeding, the bald man was dragged while cursing.

In Samael’s other hand was a woman’s head, twisted in such a way that she appeared to be middle-aged upon closer inspection.

I didn’t expect to find a woman in the temple.

He handed me the head, asking me to give it to Kton.

“Who are you?”

“And who the hell are you? Where did you come from? Who sent you here? Do you know who I am?”

The naked man and the severed head of the middle-aged woman.

Somehow, he didn’t feel like a true religious person. His body was covered in elaborate dragon tattoos, giving off a fierce vibe.

Despite bleeding profusely, his gaze was as fierce as ever.

“Who is this woman?”

“Argh! Spit!”

Pointing to the woman’s head rolling on the floor, the bald man spat at me. I slightly moved back to avoid it.

“Cough. You son of a bitch. Did they send you to take me out?”

“Well, my mother hasn’t been seen for a long time… I think I know who you really are. Samael, deal with him.”

“Huh? Hey, what do you mean, ‘deal with him’? Argh!”

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Samael repeatedly stabbed the heart area of the bald man lying down.

Then, in agony, he reached into the man’s chest and pulled out his heart, eating it raw.

Witnessing this, I involuntarily turned away and sighed.

“Soeun, hold my hand.”

“What? Yes?”

Taking Isoeun’s hand, who had bandaged eyes and was trembling, we entered the main hall.

The other women followed behind, and all the soldiers followed suit.

The large main hall was filled with statues.

It was a spacious area where hundreds of goblins could fit.

I instructed the soldiers to clear out all the statues.

I climbed up and sat there.

Kton, Samael, my females, and the soldiers.

Everyone looked up at me in silence.

“Now, this land is ours!”

Raising my hand, the soldiers also raised theirs, laughing eerily.

The laughter of goblins echoes through the dark temple like ink.