She had certainly attracted significant trouble.

Bayou fell into silence and noticing the human girl as quietude.

Little Green Bean wisely ceased its chatter.

Suddenly, an idea struck her and she inquired of Little Green Bean.

Have you encountered any other castles like mine? Little Green Bean's complexion changed drastically, and by you since the anomaly.

With a swift motion, she stepped directly onto Little Green Bean's head with her flip-flops.

Speak up.

I will.

Please spare me, my lord.

There is indeed a castle resembling yours near our tribe, but it no longer exists.

Little green bean hastily pleaded.

No longer exists.

Clarify, you pressed down with increased force.

Shortly after the castle appeared, unfamiliar tribesmen emerged from it and began hunting.

Through our discussions, we learned that these tribes people were enslaved by the castle's master.

To rescue them, we devised a plan to lure the humans within the castle out and killed them.

Little green bean stammered, trembling as if its heart would leap from its chest.

It perceived Bayou as an accomplice of the one it had slain.

What? Bayou was taken aback.

Is anyone truly that unfortunate summon goblin troops right at the doorstep only to be deceived and killed by their own kind? How absurd.

Safe travels, my fellow villager.

I shall avenge you.

Yet, she couldn't help but add, "You are truly foolish to venture out of the castle on the first day.

Did you not deserve your fate? Bay amused silently.

Convince her motivation was not for resources, but rather a simple desire to avenge a fellow villager she had never met.

Indeed, that must be it.

Fortunately, her undead troops were the only kind she commanded.

Bayou sighed in relief, believing such a fate would not befall her.

However, the system indicated that if a lord perished, the castle would vanish, or if the castle's crystal exploded, the lord would meet the same end.

Bayou questioned little green bean.

After that human died, did the castle remain? The castle vanished as if it had never existed.

However, we found 500 magic crystals and five spirit cores at the former side of the castle.

Little green bean answered honestly.

Sensing Bayou had no intention of killing it.

Is this the reward for defeating a lord? That seems excessive.

If other lords were to learn of this once the novice protection period ends the native lords of the magical continent would surely turn on each other by you noted mentally recording the information.

So this goblin tribe possesses at least 500 magic crystals and five spear cores.

Her resolve to avenge her human compatriate grew stronger.

Subsequently Bayou learned why these goblins dared to roam during the day.

They'd set their sights on her.

However, their small team was discovered by Arthur soaring in skies and was promptly annihilated.

"Thank you for sharing so much, otherwise I would remain ignorant.

" "The world outside is truly terrifying," by you said with a cheerful smile.

"Yet to the goblin, there was something unsettling about that smile.

" "Respected human warrior, I have said all I needed to.

I implore you to spare my life.

" Little Green Bean knelt humbly.

Very well.

Little green bean immediately looked up, gratitude shining in its eyes as it gazed at Bayou.

Arthur, take it to meet its great grandmother.

Although Arthur did not grasp the full meaning of Bayou's words, he discerned a glimmer of murderous intent in his queen's gaze.

Before the goblin could revel in its triumph, Arthur unleashed a breath of dragon fire that transformed the little green bean into an exquisite ice sculpture.

You crafty one.

This perhaps was the final thought echoing in the heart of the little green bean.

However, a level five skeletal warrior was not something Bayou would easily part with.

Thus, the little green bean would have to endure remaining by side.

Now, there were three level five skeletal warriors.

How delightful.

Your troops have successfully slain the goblin mage, earning 30 experience points.

Disassemble.

successfully disassembled the goblin mage's corpse.

Obtaining a piece of ordinary leather armor and an ordinary weapon.

Note, weapon levels are categorized as ordinary weapons, commander level weapons, royal weapons, sacred artifacts, imperial artifacts, and divine artifacts.

Does this little green bean lack meat? Ah, perhaps it's for the best.

The thought is rather nauseating.

Arthur, go fetch the other goblin corpses and then continue your leveling up.

Goblins do not drop food.

Instead, they yield equipment, which is utterly useless to Bayou.

Yet, she seemed to have stumbled upon a new opportunity.

Chapter 14.

The zombie class transition.

At present, Arthur's strength is still rather feeble.

He is merely at level three.

Where his level slightly higher, he could easily overpower the goblin tribe.

While the notion of exhausting the enemy with an army of undead has crossed by you's mind, she fears that before even approaching the goblins, her skeletal warriors would be obliterated by a single blow.

The disparity is far too great.

This is no longer about wearing down the enemy, but rather an endeavor that could lead to their utter exhaustion.

It is conceivable that after 5 days and nights of relentless struggle, there would be no resolution, further impeding by you's development.

Moreover, the goblins are sentient beings, not devoid of wit.

If they cannot fight, they will certainly flee.

Even a mindless wild cohuin know to retreat.

For now, it is prudent to avoid alarming the enemy.

A stealthy approach is essential.

Bayou recalls the small green beans mention of the howling moon silver wolf tribe at top the snowy mountains, which heightens her sense of urgency.

What if Arthur cannot reach the commander level in 7 days? If only she could acquire four spirit cores that would grant her tan in total, enabling the construction of the throne of bones, thereby accelerating her upgrades.

As for enhancing the barracks, the magical crystals in her warehouse fall significantly short.

She requires a thousand yet possesses not even 500.

Furthermore, compared to upgrading the barracks to unlock new troop types, constructing the throne of bones promises greater returns.

Bayou resolutely places her hopes on the barracks.

Arthur returns with the remains of the remaining goblins and she eagerly prepares to commence her summoning.

Mana 3740 before her.

A gray magic circle shimmers upon the small green beans form gradually revealing a figure standing approximately 6 ft tall clad in black armor.

With eyes a glow in crimson, a long narrow blade is sheaved at its waist.

A hybrid between a katana and a tang sword.

Longer than the former and straighter than the latter.

What a marvel.

This is not a skeletal warrior.

What could it be? It is a completely new species that Bayou has never encountered before.

Death warrior.

A death warrior.