Inside the comfort station, the night was as dark as ink and the flames were flickering.
Maurice leaned quietly against a sturdy tree, his deep eyes piercing through the dancing flames as he watched the women laughing and talking happily around the fire.
There were indescribable complex emotions in his eyes, as if they were sharpened by the years, yet with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.
"Why would you help a goblin?"
An old and steady voice came slowly from behind him.
Morris was slightly stunned, then turned around and saw the president of the Adventurer's Guild branch, Jory.
His face was full of traces of time, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle's.
"I have no interest in dying goblins."
Morris said lightly, his voice revealing a firmness and indifference.
"besides"
He turned around and looked at Jory who was walking slowly towards him.
"Why would you want to deceive a goblin?"
Jory frowned slightly, he walked slowly to Morris' side, stood side by side with him, and looked at the women who were playing around the campfire.
"Are you pitying him?"
Jory stopped and stood next to Morris, looking at the man who had spent his life killing goblins.
"This isn't like you."
"like me?"
"What is like me?"
Maurice watched the figures moving around the campfire and the cabin.
"What's the difference between them and goblins?"
He said softly, his voice revealing an indescribable confusion and pain.
When Jory heard this, he was shocked to find that there was a light in Morris' eyes that he had never seen before.
It is confusion, struggle, determination and persistence.
"You are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the goblin and that woman."
Jory warned Maurice.
“This matter is not as simple as you think”
"Who are you to tell me this?"
Morris looked at Jory with a serious expression.
"As the guild leader or as an adoptive father?"
"you've changed"
Jory stared at him, as if comparing and contrasting him with the Goblin Slayer in his memory.
"You Before"
"In the past, I would decisively kill all the goblins I saw."
Morris spoke first, interrupting Jory.
"So, why did you agree to the goblin's request?"
"You knew I would kill him?"
"It's obvious that his demands can't be met?"
“Because this can minimize the losses.”
"Is that all?"
Jory stared at Morris, but without answering his question, he repeated:
"Are you sympathizing with that goblin?"
"You know that, so why are you asking me this question?"
Morris sighed, paused and continued:
"That guy is holding my sister's weapon"
"That guy?" Jory wondered.
"The goblin I once took in, and the demon sword Blood Lotus"
"what?!"
Hearing Morris' words, Jory was shocked and immediately stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders.
"Are you serious? One of the legendary lost Seven Swords, the Demon Sword Blood Lotus, has appeared?"
"That's all you care about?"
"This is important!"
Noticing Morris's gloomy expression, Jory recovered from his shock and coughed dryly a few times.
"So, the goblin is still alive?"
“I don’t know, maybe he’s dead.”
"Really!"
Jory nodded thoughtfully.
"So, the reason you became like this is because of what that goblin said to you?"
When Jory said this, he stared at him intently, as if trying to see something. "What have I become?"
"If it were you before, you would definitely kill that Goblin Iron."
"Do you want me to kill him?"
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Jory didn't answer, and the atmosphere fell into silence.
"Don't blame me for thinking so much"
He patted Morris on the shoulder and said comfortingly:
"After all, you were so naive when you were a child, and you always thought that goblins and humans could live in peace."
"But, this is impossible"
"I know"
Morris nodded, and when he thought of the blood-red and stench in his memory, he unconsciously clenched his fists.
If it weren't for his naivety, his sister wouldn't have died in such humiliation.
can.
Why, he, that Goblin Tian, would say something like that.
After some family talk, Jory said goodbye to Maurice.
Staring at Jory's disappearing back, Morris frowned slightly.
How could he possibly forgive the goblin.
Dita is dead.
Morris slowly closed his eyes, and the scene at that time unconsciously came to his mind.
His body was devoured by the terrifying power, leaving only his lonely head hanging on the dead tree, his empty eye sockets staring into the endless darkness.
The eerie white bones emitted an eerie light in the dark forest, as if accusing the unfair fate.
Dark blue fish were swimming around, holding bits of flesh and blood in their mouths, which were the remains of Dita's body.
But the head that was eaten was still alive.
Until they rushed back, as if for them to see, Dita died in front of them.
"What the hell is going on?!"
The Goblin Slayer Team fell into a daze, looking at the scene in front of them, the anger in their hearts could not stop surfacing.
Fiona let out an angry roar.
"Who did this?!"
"Then, the goblin's body is gone!"
Amy suddenly discovered that the body of Goblin Black, who was killed by Morris, was gone.
It was obvious that what was happening in front of him was done by the Goblin Hei.
The Goblin Black was not truly dead.
For the always cautious Morris, this was an unforgivable mistake.
It was precisely because of this mistake that I was unable to accurately finish off the enemy and ensure their death.
He killed his partner.
"What on earth are you looking for?!"
Amy couldn't bear it any longer, she rushed forward and lifted Morris by the collar.
"If it weren't for you, how could Dita die?!"
Tears welled up in her eyes and her voice was choked with sobs.
Morris did not resist or argue.
He just silently endured Amy's anger and grief.
He knew that no matter what he said, he could not bring back Dita's life or make up for his mistakes.
He could only bear it all silently and make up for his mistakes with his actions.
"If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you"
"If you hadn't left in such a hurry and didn't make sure that guy was dead, Dita wouldn't have died."
"sorry."
Morris bowed his head and did not answer her question.
"Does an apology help?"
Terrifying magical power emerged from Fiona, and her spiritual realm expanded instantly. She slowly raised her eyes, and magic circles appeared around her, locking onto Morris.
"Can your apology bring Dita back to life?!"
"sorry"
"enough"
Fiona raised her magic wand and pointed it at Maurice.
"I'll give you a chance. What on earth are you doing? What on earth are you looking for?!" (End of this chapter)