"This is nice... I see the other two locations don't have any advantages, so let's settle here... Immediately send 10 Vine Fairies to begin construction and lay the foundation."

"This building doesn't need to accommodate residents; just focus on trade reception and defense for outsiders... Construct it to the standards of a fortress and stronghold."

"Yes, my lord..."

With just a few words, Lear decided on the location for a new city.

After acquiring the Authority of the Swamp, the entire swamp became his private property, his back garden.

He could completely plan and construct it in whatever shape he desired. This feeling was simply wonderful.

After Bain left, the City Hall immediately became busy, as several departments began allocating resources for the subsidiary city.

Meanwhile, a new platform was being constructed on the other side of the City Hall.

The Vine Fairies had reached Full Level, and their construction speed was remarkable. The three little cuties worked together, and the construction was completed even before evening.

This building was isolated from the outside and could accommodate two to three hundred people at once.

In the future, this would be a new hub for the spread of Goblin Civilization.

However, deeper learning would no longer be open to just anyone.

The selection of specific apprentices would be left to the Ancient Goblin God to inspect; Lear didn't want to bother with it.

After all, it was all about cultivating talent for Weilu City, so whoever was chosen didn't matter to him.

While things were busy here, an unexpected visitor came seeking an audience.

Lear looked at the nervous and uneasy Barbarian, Azaken, who bowed and didn't dare to straighten up. His gaze was somewhat amused.

This Barbarian, whose name differed by only one character from the Ancient Goblin God, was encountered during a hunting trip over two months ago when Weilu City was still weak. (Chapter 34)

At the time, like the Spider Boggart, he claimed to be seeking partners for trade.

However, back then, the territory was so weak that it could be said to have nothing at all.

Although Lear wanted to expand trade, he lacked the strength, so this cooperation was left pending.

These Barbarians ended up becoming extra labor for Weilu City.

As the territory grew, these ten or so people became increasingly negligible, to the point where Lear almost forgot about them.

"My lord, the Hisham clan also wishes to trade with Weilu City... Could we invite you to our territory?"

"The Hisham clan will undoubtedly welcome you with the highest honor."

This Barbarian leader spoke with extreme humility.

He had watched the growth of Weilu City bit by bit and knew better than anyone the terrifying potential of this territory.

In just two or three months, it had amassed power that the Hisham clan had not gathered in over ten years.

This terrifying growth potential was extremely daunting.

If they waited a few more months, he couldn't imagine how strong it would become.

By then, the Hisham clan, which had thousands of Barbarians, would be like ants in its eyes.

Moreover, the journey from the swamp to their clan's territory was only four or five days on foot...

If they hadn't established friendship, he couldn't imagine what might happen in the future.

Even if not for trade, for the sake of safety, they had to cooperate with Weilu City.

Lear looked at this Barbarian with interest.

"The Hisham clan... if I remember correctly, they also produce ore."

"What do you need? Food, weapons?"

"My lord... we need both, but we need weapons most... You just need to trade using equipment that ordinary humans can use."

"We've accumulated quite a bit of precious and rare ore, which we can use for trading with you..."

He had already been restless, especially after the appearance of the Spider Boggart, which ignited the crisis in his heart.

If they didn't take action, they would have no chance at all.

The Barbarians didn't have much else to offer...

Lear reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

He spoke slowly.

"Azaken, the Barbarians once shed blood for Weilu City, and your two companions are buried in the Tomb of the Heroic Spirits."

"Weilu City will not forget our meritorious people... You and your clansmen have won this opportunity for your clan."

"My lord... I, I..."

The Barbarian leader's eyes turned slightly red, and his throat felt choked.

A strong warmth appeared in his heart, deeply moved.

The lord did not forget their sacrifices!

A sense of dying for a confidant emerged.

If he weren't still carrying the responsibility entrusted by the chieftain, he would kneel down and pledge loyalty right then and there.

Being able to live and fight in such a territory was undoubtedly an honor for him and all Barbarians!

"Tomorrow, you'll go with us to the Spider Boggart's territory. Once we're done there, we'll visit your Hisham clan."

"Yes!!"

Azaken was overjoyed.

His months of effort were not in vain, and the chieftain's task for him was finally reaching a conclusion.

The anxious Barbarian leader left with light steps.

Returning not far away, his waiting companions eagerly gathered around to inquire, and then cheers of joy erupted.

People around turned their heads frequently, wondering if these Barbarians had struck gold to be so happy...

The Barbarians had just left when the Two-headed Giant Chief arrived next.

"Sovereign..."

This fierce 5 Stars Potential warrior, with a high Level of 14, spoke hesitantly, lacking his usual straightforwardness.

Lear looked curiously at the Two-headed Giant Chief, who obviously had something on his mind, and asked.

"Aite, is there something you wish to say?"

"Sovereign, may I request leave for some time..."

"Why?"

"You've already given me great power... I think it's time I return to the Broken Star Plane."

"My father's blood feud is still unresolved; that damned traitor still sits on the throne!"

"I wish to return and kill that bastard personally, to seize control of the Broken Star Plane for you!"

"I promise you, when I return, tens of thousands of ogre warriors from the Broken Star Plane will be at your command!"

The anger in his eyes was impossible to suppress.

That deep hatred tormented him constantly.

His favorite play used to be Hamlet.

Though not a human prince, he would complete his revenge!

Lear's eyes flickered.

With the Authority matter resolved, it was time to take action against that Half-Plane.

Just as he was about to speak, a notice appeared in his mind.

[Two-headed Giant Chief - Aite, has triggered a Destiny Quest - Prince's Revenge. His father was killed, the throne usurped, and he was pursued by foes into desperation. His heart can endure no longer, determined to complete his revenge!]

[Note: This is a high-difficulty quest that can only be undertaken alone. Any external support will nullify the Destiny Quest.]

[If he completes his revenge, he will further evolve, fully releasing his potential, and conquer a Half-Plane for you.]

[Destiny Quests can only be triggered once in a hero's lifetime and are extremely rare.]

Destiny Quest?

So there's such a thing...

Looking at the earnest gaze of the Two-headed Giant Chief, Lear pondered briefly before speaking slowly.

"Aite, what are your chances?"

The Two-headed Giant Chief replied word by word.

"Nothing but death."

Lear was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Go forth... seize that Plane, and when you return triumphant, I'll award you a 5 Stars Merit Medal!"

If you lack extraordinary skills, then you must have the courage to face death unflinchingly.

And he possesses both.

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