The night has come and the Chief has not returned. It's not like I am worried for that troublemaker since the guy brought half of our branch members, he even brought all of our soldier goblins. Those soldier goblins might have small numbers but they are still part of our elite. The Chief himself can also be considered as strong for his generation. That guy even dared to mess with the daughter of the Ka'lay tribe's Patriarch. He caused a wreck in their place, raped the princess and killed some goblins. Patriarch Ka'lay was enraged and was about to wage war against the Bol'Bol tribe but their elders managed to calm him down since they could not afford to pay the price of another tribal war. Patriarch Ka'lay could only swallow his anger and ask for compensation for the lost honor, by making the Chief as his own son in law as well as 200 pieces of Kuchi (a magical seed that increases VIT and fertility one of the Forest Goblins major currency) making the Bol'Bol Tribe's Patriarch to scratch his head with no other choice but to agree.

But those events are history, I, for the second time was proven as naive. A bunch of goblins are running with haggard looks and are desperately trying to reach me. They dropped to their knees and bowed their heads making loud thuds as it hit the ground. A symbol of deepest apology is currently being performed by the goblins. I originally thought that these goblins are those vagabond ones from their looks as they are rather messy and dirty. But the mark of the Bol'Bol tribe was etched at their necks, a tattoo of the twin fangs.

"WE APOLOGISE PRIESTESS"

The goblins shouted in unison, as they continued to catch their breaths.

'What the hell happened?' 

I looked at their sorry appearance. I can recall some of the faces in front of me, they are part of the members that the Chief brought towards those hog something creatures.

"Where's the Chief?"

The goblins who are still kneeling shuddered when they heard that question. Moments later the goblins exploded into sobs as numerous noises can be heard as they tried to speak but no words can go out from their mouths, only tears, and snot.

Then a goblin can be heard in a crying voice...

"Dead... sob, the Chief, so..."

"WHAAT!???"

I just can't believe the words that entered my ears. 

"Those guys just gained sentience for a little amount of time and are considered as 2nd generation enlightened. How is that possible?"

The sobbing goblins took a deep breath as they temporarily stopped crying as they dropped their heads deeper into the ground.

I calmed myself. There is no way I would believe it, my brain is forcing me to reject the news.

"Did they made collaboration with other races?" 

"No priestess, they did not. The Chief led the charge and fell into a pit trap"

'That idiot'

"How could you let the Chief fall into a stupid and simple trap like that? Where are the soldier goblins?"

"They followed the Chief and fell as well. It happened in a flash. The Chief and Soldier Goblins fall into a pit and rocks started to fall out from the sky blocking the Chief and the other's path of escape"

'How can this be happening. There's a limit to stupidity'

"Did you see the Chief's dead body?"

The goblins shake their heads sideways.

"If that's the case...  HEED THY SUMMONS!"

A horn was blown as the sound reverberated around the camp. The goblins that are sleeping came out of their tents and started to gather towards me.

"Tonight all of us should make preparations. First thing tomorrow we will march and rescue the Chief"

I told all the goblins that are currently inside my dwelling. 

The goblins outside were curious as to why they are being summoned in the middle of the night but nobody asked and all of them complied.

When all the goblins were gathered outside my tent. I went out and shouted.

"Protectors of the Forest!"

The goblins clenched their right fists and banged it towards their chest as a response.

"PREPARE FOR BATTLE!".

The Chief told the horde about the options for mutation. He was rearing to get those HUMANOID PHALANGES when I told him that if you got humanoid limbs, you can now act just like those bipedal creatures, walking on two feet. The Chief who already did something selfish that time when he chose a different Patron God, no longer has the guts to make selfish decisions that have permanent effects towards the horde. So this time, he will listen and obey the words of the horde and obediently discuss the pros and cons of each choice.

But before all of that, I strongly disagreed on the time of mutation being now. Since we are still currently on a hot spot.

The members of the horde also agreed that those goblins as neighbors would be suicidal. We already have a conflict with each other and are currently on the receiving end due to our casualties.

The pit where the goblins are dumped is left alone. We really don't care if the goblins inside are dead or alive, so nobody gave a fuck about it. If they are dead, then they are lucky since we gave them a place to rest, eternally. If they are alive, well at the time they get out of that, we are already gone so there is really nothing wrong about leaving that pit alone. 

We decided to cross the river and move forwards, far away from this place. Since we don't have things to bring with us, our pace was rather fast. We made sure to not leave traces like prints, so as we walk, we continued to wipe the traces that are left behind by using our tails.

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The horde discussed the mutation thing as we walked. There are many opinions that differ to each other like, a certain hog wants to have a thing called wings. Of course, I told them what wings are. After knowing its purpose, other hogs wanted to have wings as well. But I and the rest of the horde have second thoughts about having wings and flying. What will happen if you fly and those wings stopped moving? That question scared the pig shit out of them. There are also hogs who wanted to place an eye at the tip of our spear-tails. Of course, that's stupid. The hogs received friendly tail lashes for their stupidity and no hog wanted to joke around anymore. If you place an eye at the end of the spear-tail, then we will have to change our race into eye-tail jokes aside, we not only wasted a mutation point but we also lost the penetration power of our spear-tails losing one of our main offensive attacks. The feeling of your extra eye bumping into something when we use impale gives me shivers as well.