Still, he could tell they weren’t ordinary people.
Their plain clothing suggested they were adventurers.
They might have just been travelers passing through and stopping to rest. Tian paid them little attention.
But soon after, another group arrived.
This time, Tian got a better look. It was just an ordinary silver-rank adventurer party, as indicated by their titles and badges.
Nothing to worry about.
Complete weaklings.
“Hiss... Something’s wrong. I’d bet nine times out of ten, something’s very wrong!”
Tian muttered.
More groups kept coming—wave after wave. In a single day, at least a hundred people entered Bright Town!
And every single one was an adventurer!
Each of their panels had the telltale titles.
Tian whispered to himself,
“This is like poking an adventurers’ nest... Dozens of teams, three diamond-rank, and even one epic-rank!”
For perspective, Rodel and his group were platinum-rank at best—nowhere near diamond.
In this world, adventurer team badges followed a strict hierarchy:
Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Epic, Legendary, Mythic, Immortal, and World-class.
Anyone who earned a diamond badge was already among the elite—extremely powerful.
Epic-rank adventurers? Their stories were known throughout the entire kingdom—like the 'perfect child' everyone is compared to.
Tian sensed something was wrong.
He immediately headed back to the tribe.
They needed to relocate—fast. Staying here was no longer safe.
“Boss, the new batch of goblins has mostly grown up, but the forest is nearly depleted. Everyone’s starting to go hungry.”
Leah reported.
Moon added,
“The iron ore is almost gone. Many of the new goblins don’t have iron armor or weapons. The strength gap is huge.”
Moon and the elves managed most of the tribe’s logistics, and they did it extremely well. Tian trusted them completely.
Since both Leah and Moon agreed, Tian addressed the entire tribe.
“Pack your things. Today—right now—we’re moving out!”
“Moving? Boss, what’s happening?”
Gob Bene asked, confused.
Gob Kuang and Gob Tian looked equally confused.
They had lived here for so long—this was the first time they’d ever heard of moving.
Tian didn’t elaborate.
“Resources here are running dry. We need a place with abundant supplies if we want to grow stronger—in both body and mind.”
Indeed, both body and mind.
The third-generation goblins weren’t gaining enough experience to level up and evolve.
They were basically cannon fodder—easily killed by anyone who came along.
What was the point of all that hard work raising them?
Of course, the main reason was fear of being surrounded by forces from Bright Town.
Staying here would be suicide.
“Listen carefully. During the move, stay quiet and be careful. No random actions. Leah, Moon—you elves are in charge of covering our tracks.”
Tian added.
The elves, cautious and stealthy by nature, were perfect for this job.
Soon, two or three hundred goblins began their great migration.
They packed up useful resources: iron ore, basic supplies like cloth, rope, pots—and most importantly, their breeding tools.
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Tian had already scouted the new location in advance, riding his wyvern.
It was a massive cave hidden behind a waterfall, more than a hundred kilometers away.
The cave was extremely deep and vast, with a complex network of tunnels and chambers.
It felt almost like a natural dungeon.
Even Gob Kuang’s large frame could fit through most of the chambers—some ceilings were so high he couldn’t touch them even if he jumped.
But there were also narrow, low sections where even a goblin had to stoop.
“Boss, how much farther?”
Leah asked halfway through the journey.
They had already left the corrupted forest and entered normal terrain.
The surrounding woods were no longer dense—instead, they were lush, green, and pleasantly open.
As far as she knew, the next corrupted forest was at least two hundred kilometers away.
Tian replied calmly,
“We’re almost there. Listen—can you hear the river?”
“Rush... rush...”
Sure enough, the sound of rushing water grew louder ahead.
As they passed through the last stretch of forest, the view suddenly opened up.
A clear river stretched before them—about ten meters wide.
Upstream, a tall waterfall cascaded down.
Lush grass grew on both banks.
On the far side, cows and sheep grazed peacefully.
A few alert lambs lifted their heads, spotted the approaching group, and bolted in panic.
“So much roast lamb and beef! Hahaha!”
Gob Tian grinned, tempted to chase a few for a snack.
Back in the corrupted forest, they hadn’t eaten anything this good in ages.
Tian stopped him.
“Hold it. No one moves without my order for now.”
The situation in Bright Town was far too abnormal.
They couldn’t afford to expose themselves.
He led the group toward the waterfall.
Passing through the water curtain, a pitch-black, bottomless cave opened before them.
The entrance wasn’t particularly wide—narrow at first, then widening dramatically after a few dozen steps.
Even Gob Kuang had to duck slightly to enter.
They could expand it later—there was no time for that now.
Once all the supplies were inside, Tian mentally mapped out the layout.
The cave system had three main chambers, each thousands of square meters in size and interconnected.
One chamber was for living, another for breeding, and the last for sleeping.
There were also four or five medium-sized chambers for storage and over a dozen small ones.
The small ones might seem useless now, but if enemies ever invaded, they would become deadly traps.
“Leah, Moon—take the goblins and clean up these three main chambers. Knock down any stalactites and flatten the floors as much as possible.”
Tian instructed.
Leah hesitated, then gently lifted Tian and pressed him to her soft chest.
“But Boss… elves can’t see well in the dark…”
With no choice, they lit several torches.
The downside was oxygen depletion.
If everyone suffocated in here, it would be a true disaster.
“I’ll find some underground vents. Gob Kuang, come with me.”
Tian pulled out an iron chisel.
After searching the floor for some time, he finally found a few natural air vents.
Gob Kuang went wild with the chisel—
“Whoosh—whoosh—”
Strong gusts of wind blasted through the cave.
Problem solved.
A full day went by.
The cave was more or less settled by then.
Tian gathered all the goblins—including the elves—in the living chamber.
“I have three things to say.
- Hunting is Gob Tian’s responsibility. Take the Goblin Assassins and go out—no one else leaves without my permission.
- Two goblins stand guard at the entrance every day. Any movement—report immediately. But do not leave the waterfall curtain. Stay hidden.
- Everyone—follow the rules inside the cave. If I catch anyone acting out of line, the punishment is death!”
“Understood, Boss.”
“Long live Boss! We obey.”
Soon after, Gob Tian and his team returned with over a dozen wild cows.
They lit a bonfire in the cave and started roasting whole cows.
The elves, being vegetarians, prepared their own food.
Tian trusted them not to reveal the location, so they were allowed to go out freely.
The surrounding area was rich in fruits and vegetables—far more abundant than before.
They had more than enough.
“Hmph, you really found a good spot. Hidden, easy to defend, hard to attack. Even an army couldn’t storm in. What’s wrong? Did the royal reinforcements finally show up?”
Rodel sneered from the side.
Tian glanced at him.
“You’re not wrong. Bright Town suddenly has a flood of adventurer teams. Looks like they’re preparing to encircle us.”
“Adventurers? What about the royal forces?”
Rodel asked, puzzled.
Tian shrugged.
“How should I know? I just saw a ton of adventurers arrive.”
Suddenly, Rodel burst into manic laughter.
“Those stingy bastards! Probably heard even the Sword Saint failed and got scared off! Hahaha! Only these reckless adventurers would dare come.
But let me warn you—these adventurers are far stronger than royal knights.
Royal knights are just trained and groomed. Adventurers? They survived countless life-or-death battles! Kekekekeke!”
In the dim firelight, Rodel’s twisted grin looked especially eerie.
“Smack! Shut up!”
Tian tossed a bloody strip of cowhide straight at his face, silencing him.
After eating their fill, Tian went outside to the waterfall.
With a whistle, the bipedal wyvern—Little Huan—flew over from a nearby peak.
“Let’s go, Little Huan. Time to check the situation again.”
…
Bright Town.
After months of silence, Bright Town finally began to stir again.
Hundreds of adventurers gathered, their laughter and chatter echoing into the night.
Inside the tavern,
“Bang!”
Someone slammed their mug down after a hearty drink.
“Ahh, feels good! Hey, do you think Lady Sword Saint will ever recover?”
“Probably not. A legend like her—might be finished for good.”
“If I were lying in bed for months, I’d have gone insane already.”
Amid the chatter, everyone wore looks of pity.
They had come after hearing rumors that the Sword Saint had been defeated by goblins.
First—to confirm if the rumors were true.
Second—if they were… then they had to meet the goblin tribe that managed to defeat the Sword Saint.
The incident shocked the entire world.
Not just the Lionheart Empire—even other nations were buzzing about it, mostly with mockery.
The mighty Sword Saint—brought low by goblins.
It was like hearing an adult got tackled by an ant.
How humiliating.