CHAPTER 544: CHAPTER 284: THE MOST THREE KINGDOMS-LIKE EPISODE (PART 2)

The goblin adjutant beside him immediately noticed Buwana’s concern.

"Commander, what is it that’s worrying you?"

"We are about to face not some mountain bandits or marauders, but a regular army."

Seeing the small town destroyed in an instant by Mason’s army, Buwana sighed.

"I and all the goblins believe that Lord Buwana will lead us to victory."

The adjutant said earnestly.

"But this will be a brutal battle, and the flames of war will claim the lives of countless goblin warriors."

Buwana was not disheartened, nor was he considering surrender.

He also believed he could surely win this battle.

But how many of the ten thousand goblins who followed him out of the Goblin Village would survive to the end remained unknown.

"Commander..."

The goblin adjutant immediately understood Buwana’s intention.

"I’ve heard that in the Goblin Underground Engineering Village, there emerged a special goblin..."

"Hmm?"

The so-called Goblin Underground Engineering Village refers to a village built in the Demon Realm Valley, dedicated to exploring the world beneath the surface to find goblin fossils for resurrection.

"A goblin recently resurrected from underground, reputed to be a born goblin Wise One, whose eyes can quickly see through shifting situations, possessing extraordinary military wisdom, even capable of borrowing the east wind, utilizing the timing. Local goblins call him Zhuge Goblin. Perhaps he can help us end this battle without bloodshed."

"How about compared to you?"

Buwana glanced at the goblin trained by himself, who sometimes acted as his right-hand man, that came from the Goblin Academy.

"Like a giant tree to an ephemera. That Wise One far surpasses me."

The goblin adjutant quickly lowered his head.

Regardless of whether the adjutant was being modest or not, Buwana was entirely intrigued.

In the current emergency, after arranging matters at the base camp, he took out a Teleportation Gate given by Shami, crushed one, and returned to the Demon Realm with the two adjutants behind him.

Western side of the Demon Realm. Edge of the plains. Valley area.

Buwana arrived at the goblin subdivision village dedicated to exploring the world below the surface.

Following the goblin villagers’ guidance, he passed through a grove and smoothly arrived in front of a small manor.

The manor wasn’t large, and at one glance, he saw the thatched house built in the middle of a small lake, connected by a wooden bridge between the house and the shore.

"May I ask, who are the three of you looking for?"

Before he could enter, a little goblin scribe stopped Buwana.

"I heard there’s a goblin Wise One here. I’d like to pay a visit."

"Sorry, sir hasn’t woken up yet. Please come another day."

The scribe politely refused the three.

Buwana and the two adjutants turned and walked back.

"Are we just giving up like this?"

The adjutant was unwilling.

"There’s still time. Since he’s sleeping, I’ll just wait for him. I’ll wander around a bit, think about a way to defeat the enemy, and then pay the visit."

Buwana walked alone into a bamboo grove with his hands behind his back.

At noon.

The three returned to the entrance of the manor.

"Hello, I’d like to visit Mr. Zhuge Goblin. Could you please convey the message?"

"Sorry, our sir is having a nap. Please come another day."

The little goblin scribe politely refused the three again and turned to leave.

"Watch me burn this place down."

"Don’t do anything rash, third adjutant."

"Lord Buwana, what should we do now?"

"This might be a test. Wise Ones do tend to be hard to invite out. Is he testing our perseverance and patience? Indeed, if the Knight goblins don’t even have the basic patience, how can they understand the Wise One goblin’s instructions in the future?"

Buwana stood immobile at the entrance, accepting the Wise One goblin’s test.

The two adjutants silently stood firm at Buwana’s side.

The sun was about to set.

The little goblin scribe opened the door and found the three still standing there.

"Hello, I’d like to visit Mr. Zhuge Goblin. Please pass on the message. This concerns the survival of the goblin race."

Buwana said with utmost sincerity.

"Sorry, our sir intends to sleep. Please come another day."

The scribe wanted to close the door, but was held by the two adjutants.

"Why is that guy sleeping all day, if not sleeping early then napping, if not napping then sleeping late, does this guy live solely for sleep?"

"Exactly! This guy who only knows sleep is a Sleeping Beauty goblin, not a Wise One goblin! Lord Buwana! We’ve wasted an entire day!"

"Zhuge Goblin, are you there or not! This is the leader of the Goblin Tribe, Lord Buwana, standing here!"

An adjutant shouted, the voice echoing throughout the bamboo grove.

The next second, a goblin’s surprised shout came from the thatched house in the manor.

"What?! Leader Buwana?"

A goblin wearing a strategist’s robe and holding a White Jade Fan quickly walked out of the thatched house, giving the little scribe a reproaching look.

"I thought it was another salesperson, sir..."

"I’m sorry, recently many Minotaur missionaries came here to preach, and occasionally a few disguised as passersby would trample the vegetable garden as well, so the scribe would keep strangers outside the door."

"But sleeping all day today was true, wasn’t it?"

"Indeed."

Zhuge Goblin apologized, then excitedly looked towards Buwana.

"Had I known Leader Buwana was coming, I wouldn’t have indulged in a little more sleep this morning. How can I assist Leader Buwana?"

Buwana breathed a sigh of relief.

It was all a misunderstanding.

The Zhuge Goblin in front of him wasn’t as aloof and worldly as imagined, but Wise Ones living in places like this generally had hearts that shunned worldly concerns.

Buwana attempted an invitation.

"I heard Mr. Zhuge Goblin is a naturally born goblin Wise One. The profession of goblin Wise One is incredibly rare, let alone one nurtured by nature.

Although I understand, you seek refuge in the mountains to avoid war and chaos, finding joy in farming without desiring to be entangled with the turbulent era. But I still wish to invite you out of seclusion.

The world is in chaos, and all the heroes..."

"Lord Buwana?"

The adjutant looked at his commander, baffled.

Isn’t the world in turmoil because of the Demon Realm?

Zhuge Goblin interrupted Buwana, looking eagerly at the three goblins.

"No, no, no, a great man should establish a legacy, not grow old by the spring and forest. Otherwise, the world wouldn’t have the chance to witness the horrors of a Wise One goblin. Whether a human Wise One or a goblin Wise One is more formidable, this is something I’ve wanted to explore all my life. Everyone, let me pack my things. It’s time to emerge from seclusion!"

"So quick to decide!!"

The setting sun gradually fell, creating a lasting anecdote amid the bamboo grove.

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Battlefield front lines.

Goblin Camp. Commander’s camp.

Buwana was discussing tactics with the generals. The strategic sand table placed among the goblins was already filled with various flags.

"Report! The army of the Esper Kingdom is marching at night, only 50 kilometers away from us."

At this moment, the scout reported. A distance of 50 kilometers signified imminent war.

Buwana immediately ordered the goblin warriors to assemble.

The generals had just discussed numerous tactics.

Among them were tactics like covertly sprinkling corn on the ground to lure the army into a pit, hanging a "No Thoroughfare" sign to halt the army, or using banana peels to trip the front row, causing a chain reaction to topple the entire army.

Buwana’s brow was furrowed, never loosening.

For the rapid expansion of the Goblin Tribe, he prioritized education the most. He opened academies in the Goblin Village for goblins to study.

"All you goblin strategists, your tactics are very much in the goblin style..."

At this moment, Buwana somewhat doubted whether he and these goblins in front of him were of the same species, with their thoughts unbelievably divergent!

"Mr. Zhuge Goblin, do you have any insights?"

Buwana looked at Zhuge Goblin, who was fanning himself with a feather fan on the side.

Zhuge Goblin slowly stood up, smiling, as he pointed to the name flag of the place where the Esper army was about to enter.

[Bowang Slope]

"Use fire attack."