The elf matriarch sprang to her feet and rushed to the window. She watched in horror as several goblins near the closest wooden cabin heaved a male elf’s corpse out and tossed it to the ground below.

  “Damn goblins!”

  Enraged by the sight, the elf matriarch drew her sword and lunged at Tian.

  But he easily dodged, using his small size to his advantage. “Stop resisting. Your sentinel has already been captured—and claimed—by me. We’re family now,” he sneered.

  “Sentinel? Cassana! What did you do to her!”

  Leah’s composure shattered. She attacked Tian in a frenzy.

  “Clang!”

  Blades clashed. Tian, wielding his dagger, countered and quickly overpowered Leah. “So you’ve chosen the hard way over the easy one. Wouldn’t it be better to submit?”

  As he spoke, he darted forward, his poison-tipped dagger slicing across Leah’s calf.

  “Impossible! How can a lowly goblin fight on equal footing with me?”

  Leah’s eyes widened in shock. She leapt lightly, snatched a longbow from the wall, but quickly realized she had no room to use it in the cramped quarters.

  She had no choice but to escape outside first.

  But when she looked outside again, she was completely stunned!

  One cabin after another was engulfed in flames.

  This scene was like hell!

  Goblins were binding the female elves and dragging them away, each one tireless and gleeful.

  After all, the elves belonged to them now.

  Who wouldn’t be happy?

  The slain male elves lay beside them, their eyes wide open in death.

  “Why? How could this happen? How could we lose to mere goblins?”

  Leah’s mind reeled with questions as the desperate cries of other elves echoed around her.

  “Lady Matriarch, I don’t want to be taken by goblins—please save me!”

  “My husband is dead—who will save us?”

  “Why are goblins here? How are these weaklings so strong?”

  “They took my child too—what do they want?”

  Leah was on the verge of blacking out—not from poison, but from sheer disbelief.

  She drew her bow, summoned her power, and aimed at a goblin attacking an elf.

  The goblin fell with one shot.

  Her arrow pierced straight through its armor.

  Seeing this, Tian lunged and sliced her bowstring with his dagger. “Lady Matriarch, stop resisting. I promise I’ll treat you well.”

  “Go to hell! Give me back my Cassana!”

  Leah swung her short sword in desperation, but Tian knocked her down with a single blow.

  The poison began to take hold, sapping her strength.

  Tian let out a chilling laugh. “Elf clan, just accept your fate as our playthings. I’ll be sure to ‘cherish’ you.”

  He slammed the pommel of his dagger into Leah, knocking her out cold.

  He used vines to gently lower her to the ground.

  The goblins worked methodically—some received captives, others transported them.

  “Don’t hurt the children. Bring them back safely!”

  Tian ordered at this moment.

  He wasn’t being merciful—these children could be raised, and when grown, used to expand the tribe.

  Goblins were weak; their only hope for power was in numbers.

  That night, the Vientiane Forest descended into living hell.

  By morning, Tian and his goblins had brought all thirty surviving elves back to their tribe.

  “Mother! No—it’s impossible! How could goblins capture us?”

  Cassana, locked in her cage, clutched her head in disbelief, unable to accept what she saw.

  But Leah’s voice broke through her denial. “Cassana, my child, this is my fault. I’m so sorry.”

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  She had gravely underestimated the goblins’ strength—it was unnatural.

  Even a single goblin was stronger than a male elf.

  She herself couldn’t defeat them.

  “Stay away from me, you filthy goblins!”

  The goblins could no longer restrain themselves; even after traveling all night, they were still brimming with energy.

  Tian made no move to stop them.

  The tribe numbered barely a hundred. If they ran into seasoned adventurers,they would be wiped out instantly.

  They needed to grow their numbers as quickly as possible.

  Leah couldn’t stand it any longer and looked at Tian, pleading. “Are you their leader? Let Cassana and the children go. I’ll stay here willingly—just please, let them go.”

  “You’re willing? Prove it to me.”

  Tian stood there, a wicked smirk on his lips.

  As the poison faded, Leah summoned what strength she had left and crawled forward on trembling knees, her swollen belly brushing the ground as she pressed close to Tian. Her lips parted in reluctant submission, and her breath came in shallow, defeated gasps.

  She used her actions to show her sincerity.

  She reached Tian’s legs, hesitated for just a moment, then pressed her flushed face to his thigh. Her heavy, milk-filled breasts strained against the torn gown, nipples dark and stiff from the chill and an unwilling arousal.

  With a shaky breath, she parted her lips and let her tongue trace a hesitant line along his rough, green skin, tasting salt, earth, and something darkly primal. Her golden eyes lifted to meet his—pleading, humiliated, yet obedient.

  “Is… is this enough sincerity?” she whispered, her voice cracking as her hands slid up his legs, fingers clutching the straps of his armor like a drowning woman clinging to driftwood. Tian’s cold grin widened. He tangled his clawed fingers in her golden hair, pulling just hard enough to make her gasp.

  “Not yet, Matriarch. Show me how a proud elf yields.”

  Seeing her so obedient, Tian was satisfied. He could now unlock another ability and use the Life Simulation System to seize future attributes for himself.

  Cassana, trapped in her cage, couldn’t bear to watch.

  She pressed herself into the far corner, knees to her chest, but couldn’t look away.

  The wet, rhythmic sounds—her mother’s broken whimpers, the low growl of the goblin leader—echoed in the dim light like a profane lullaby.

  Leah’s once-elegant body arched involuntarily as Tian’s rough hands roamed her curves, squeezing her milk-heavy breasts until pale droplets beaded at the tips. Leah bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, trying to stifle the moan that escaped anyway.

  Cassana’s nails dug into her palms until they bled. Tears streamed down her face as she watched her proud, gentle mother reduced to this—kneeling, yielding, her body trembling not just from fear, but from the traitorous heat blooming low in her belly.

  “Mother… no…” Cassana’s voice was barely a whisper, choked with horror and something darker she refused to name.

  “Damn goblin! I’ll kill you! Don’t you dare touch my mother!”

  “Oh? Little girl, she came to me of her own accord.”

  Tian gave a cold laugh in response.

  Leah spoke softly. “Cassana, for the future of our clan, we have no choice but to rely on the goblin tribe to survive. Don’t be too upset.”

  ‘Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve gained a talent upgrade: converted to HP +200, Strength +30, Defense +30!’

  Conversion successful.

  A wide grin split Tian’s face.

  With this system boost, his strength could grow rapidly.

  The direct conversion into attribute points surprised him.

  The effect was almost too good to be true.

  Could it be that, by being with Moon, he could truly evolve into a Goblin God?

  That would mean his talent had already reached its peak.

  So, the talent that should have been upgraded was instead directly converted into attributes.

  In that case, as long as he married and had children with the strong, his power would skyrocket.

  Now, he could easily crush that stubble-bearded man!

  A day and night passed.

  The goblins, exhausted, could barely move. Tian locked Leah and Cassana in the same cage.

  With Leah’s persuasion, Cassana gradually accepted Tian.

  This counted as completing marriage and childbearing, confirming the system upgrade.

  As for the remaining elves, he let the other goblins use them as they pleased.

  That night dissolved into a cacophony of muffled cries, wet flesh slapping against flesh, and guttural goblin grunts.

  Female elves—once proud archers and weavers—were bent over logs, pressed against tree trunks, or pinned to the ground by eager green bodies. Slender limbs unwillingly wrapped around muscular backs; pale skin flushed where claws dug in; golden hair tangled with dirt and sweat.

  Some fought at first, nails raking and legs kicking—only to go limp as paralytic poison or sheer exhaustion took hold. Others, eyes glassy, stared blankly at the canopy above while rough hands kneaded their breasts, hips bucked in a frantic rhythm, and hot seed spilled into them again and again.

  The air was thick with the musk of sex, fear, and forced submission.

  Tian watched from the shadows, arms folded and a satisfied smirk on his lips. Every cry, every broken sob, every reluctant shudder of pleasure from an elf only fueled the dark fire in his chest.

  This was no longer a tribe of outcasts.

  This was the beginning of an empire.

  Leah held Cassana as they shared their feelings.

  Their only comfort was survival—and fresh fruit to eat every day.

  “You two just focus on giving birth here. I’ll make sure you have three meals a day. But if you cause trouble, I won’t hesitate to kill you. The important thing is...”

  Tian said to Leah and the others.

  As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Moon, who was in charge of the dozen or so young elves they’d captured.

  At this, Leah said nothing but looked at Moon. “That child has been crying for a long time. Can I feed them?”

  “Boss, what do you think?”

  Moon ignored her and looked to Tian for instructions.

  Tian thought for a moment. “Give them to her. From now on, let her nurse all the children.”

  Once these young elves grew up, they too would become indispensable breeders for the tribe.

  After that, he left the tribe, taking other goblins to search for food for the elves.

  Mainly vegetables and fruits—there were plenty in the Enchanted Forest and easy to find.

  “Mother, do we really have to stay here? Let’s run away!”

  Cassana said quietly.

  Leah nursed the baby and was silent for a long time before speaking. “Just stay here quietly for now. At least we don’t have to live in constant fear anymore. If anything happens, the goblins will die first.”

  “I don’t want to give birth to a goblin’s child. I don’t want to give birth to a monster!”

  Cassana’s face was twisted with fear as she struck her lower abdomen over and over.

  But it was useless.

  Goblin children were tough. A few blows wouldn’t harm them.

  In a little over half a month, time passed quickly.

  Cassana and Leah’s bellies grew huge—they were clearly about to give birth.

  Gradually, the elves accepted their fate.

  Tian strolled up to the cage, a smug grin on his face. “Comfortable in there, ladies? Is everything to your liking?”

  “You!”

  Leah’s eyes flashed with anger at the sight of him, but the weight of the child in her belly forced her to swallow her rage.

  She said coldly, “So this is how you treat your wife? By locking me in a cage?”

  “Don’t worry about that. Keeping you in a cage is for your safety. The other goblins might lose control and do something terrible. Once you’ve given birth and regained your strength, I’ll set you free.”

  Tian said this coldly, then moved on to inspect the other caged elves.

  He inspected them like livestock—after all, elves were considered just another kind of monster here.

  Fortunately, they all looked to be in good condition and close to giving birth.