"Miss Treyni, please vouch for us."

"Of course."

The Dryad, hidden until now, revealed herself, sparking chaos among the Goblins.

Every monster in the Jura Forest knew the legend of the forest's guardian Dryads.

Seeing one in person was overwhelming, like a mountain god appearing before believers.

"Don't doubt, Goblins."

Treyni stepped forward. "The Kijin mean no harm. They genuinely seek your loyalty."

"A powerful Majin has risen in the forest."

"He aims to rule it, offering protection to its inhabitants."

"Have no fear... join them boldly."

"I swear on my honor as the Jura Forest's steward, this is no lie!"

Already inclined to serve the strong, the Goblins, backed by Treyni's guarantee, erupted in excitement.

"Amazing!"

"We'll have protectors too?"

"No more fearing monsters in the wild!"

"Please, enter our village, Kijin lords!"

The Jura Forest's Goblins, unlike their cunning, evil depictions elsewhere, were simple, almost naively so.

In the Cardinal World, Goblins were a failed creation of the Divine Ancestral, Twilight Valentine.

They were a fallen beings from Sprites.

Earth Sprites became Dwarves, Fire Spirites becames Kijin, Water Sprites became Merfolk, and Wind Sprites became Elves.

And Goblins were degraded from Fire Sprites, were the lowest-tier being than Orgres.

Their great surge exhausted their racial blessing, leading to their current state.

"Primitive, poor, backward…"

Entering the Goblin village, Sakurako saw only desolation.

Among demi-humans, Goblins lived the worst.

The chief offered food to their Kijin guests.

It was bland, unsalted, with only fruits palatable.

But as future allies, they politely ate some.

Damien's travels to the Pokémonverse and Konosubaverse brought resources that improved Kijin life.

Before, their quality of life barely surpassed the Goblins'.

At most, they had more food.

Sakurako's team didn't scorn the Goblins' hospitality.

Their good life came from Damien, not their own efforts.

Once Goblins joined him, they'd share the benefits in time.

"Here are gifts for the Goblins. Please accept them."

Sakurako produced supplies from her storage space for the Goblins.

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Tasty food, seasonings, clothes, and shoes sized for Goblins... carefully prepared by the Kijin.

The source was simple.

Shuna's Analyst skill manipulated materials, easily crafting daily goods.

"Pack your things and gather your people."

"We'll visit other villages to unite everyone."

With 8,000 Goblins across roughly 80 villages of 100 each, visiting them all would take a full day.

Fortunately, the villages were close.

Some, on good terms, could relay messages.

The Goblins moved swiftly, eager to join a protector.

They packed quickly, ready to depart.

Sakurako disdained their messy villages. Though the area was Rimuru's future capital in the original story, it was unremarkable now.

Rimuru built it from scratch.

The future capital lay in the Kijin village.

Now, needing population, 8,000 Goblins would speed its growth to a town.

"Please, Kijin lords, wait a bit. We'll prepare our supplies."

"Hurry, don't keep them waiting!"

"We're on it!"

The Goblin villages reacted similarly.

From wariness and doubt to excitement over gifts and joy at being accepted.

Soon, under their chiefs' lead, masses of Goblins gathered on a designated plain.

"These should be all the nearby Goblin villages."

"Let's move."

At Sakurako's command, the vast Goblin procession, guarded by Kijin, headed toward the Kijin village.

With so many, the half-day trip stretched to three days.

Sakurako's team protected the Goblins.

Nearly 10,000 strong, their small size still formed a dense mass.

To keep them safe, the Kijin stayed vigilant, using Magicule perception to guard against forest beasts.

"Oh my, oh my!"

"Quite the sight!"

"Spectacular Spectacular"

Three hidden figures in the forest watched.

They were Moderate Harlequin Alliance members: Laplace the Pleasure Clown, Footman the Angry Clown, and Tear the Crying Clown.

They'd been in the forest for a while.

Clayman led the Jura Forest scheme, with them assisting.

"The bugs were crushed."

"Now even the forest's guardian helps him."

"He's becoming someone big."

A Majin rising in a month to this level alarmed Laplace, unlike Clayman's nonchalance.

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300 Power Stones = 2 BC

500 Power Stones = 3 BC

700 Power Stones = 4 BC

1000 Power Stones = 5 BC

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