Building a World Class Empire in another World
Chapter 89: A name

Chapter 89: A name

The office fell ghost quiet. Ariel stared at Aric, patiently waiting for him to explain. Aric could tell that was the case; he let out a sigh and leaned in on the table.

"The truth of the issue is that Gorin was under control as well," he said, keeping a straight face as he spoke, his gaze locked with Ariel, not faltering once.

"His crystal was not like the others. It was deep-rooted in his mind, and I had to rip it out at the risk of his mind collapsing.

Luckily, everything went well and he was okay. Now he is on our side," Aric said.

Ariel glanced at Gorin after hearing what Aric said, but Gorin’s expression told her nothing; it was simply a blank.

"Fine then. If you have removed the crystal and you believe he is on your side, then I won’t say anything else," she said.

"Thank you, because I need your focus on something entirely different. From the looks of it, we won’t be confined to this small village anymore.

Starting from the fact that we might need to head into the human world soon to see what it’s like close up, to the fact that we will soon be at war with the Forest Terror, and this time we will be taking it to him," Aric said.

Ariel’s eyes widened when she heard him say they would be taking the fight to the terror, so she stopped him.

"You said we would be taking the fight to the terror?" she asked.

"Yes, with Gorin here, I’ve gotten information about the terrors that I would have never gotten before. And what he told me has made it certain to me that we need to take down the Forest Terror, and we have to do it now," Aric said. He got up from the chair; it slid backward along the ground, giving him space to walk out.

"Inside that cave, there are hundreds of human ladies being used to give birth to goblins that didn’t ask to be born. A goblin farm, a constantly growing one," Aric said, walking to the wall and leaning his back against it.

Elisa froze when she heard that. The memories of what happened to her surfaced, her breathing quickened, and her sight grew blurry. Ariel got up quickly and wrapped her hand around Elisa.

"It’s fine, Elisa. They aren’t here and you aren’t there. There’s nothing to worry about." Ariel calmed her down with her words. Elisa started calming down after taking big breaths of air. She slowly got back to normal.

"I’m sorry," she apologized.

"It’s not something to apologize about, Elisa. A scar like that takes more than just a few days to heal, but you are doing great," Aric said, his smile reassuring her. She looked at him and couldn’t help but smile as well.

"I know we are outcasts, and the only real human we care for is Elisa, but the thought of a hundred innocent women forced to repeatedly give birth until they die is sickening, regardless of the race they come from," Aric said. He clenched his fist tightly.

"But that’s not where it stopped. The goblins that are born are exposed to dangerous and outright destructive mana, forced to absorb it to survive. It’s a survival right off the bat, and a very high percentage of them die because of this.

I’ve stayed with goblins quite a while now, and I have seen that we aren’t really different, so when I imagine those babies in all that pain, it pisses me off. And before you think that this is enough reason for war, there is more—more and more to reinforce why the terror must go.

I don’t care what it takes, I’ll make sure we remove him from the forest," Aric said, clenching his fist even tighter.

"So you want to go on an all-out war? How sure are you that we survive something like this? What is the extent of the Terror’s forces?" Ariel asked.

"His forces outnumber us exponentially—so much that us going against him would be suicide," Aric said. He looked up at Ariel. "But we don’t plan on doing this alone," he said. He walked back to the table and placed both hands down on the table. A sinister smirk formed on his face.

"When you’re a big bad wolf, you gather enemies—a lot and a lot of enemies. So I asked Gorin, who are some of the enemies of the Terror, and he had a full list ready.

Three tribes: a silver-horned wolf pack, a lizardmen tribe, and an ogre tribe. Each of those three tribes hates the Terror as well, and if we can show them that we have the means to fight him, they will be willing to help," Aric said.

Ariel raised her brow. She drummed her fingers on the table and then looked up. "So you want to build an alliance with three tribes within the forest.

That’s not only going to take building of trust but also a good show of worth to them. I know about the ogre tribe, and I have come across some of them within the forest before, and I can say for sure that they will be a tough nut to crack.

But then again, you are Aric. You’ve done more impossible things than I can count, so I’m sure this won’t be an issue for you," Ariel said.

"Good, because for this, we will need all hands on deck as we completely renovate and increase the village. If we want to make them know our worth, we have to show it to them first.

Secondly, I probably can’t visit all the tribes at once, so I’ll be needing your help as well as the others at certain times.

I don’t know when the Terror will decide to strike, but before he can, I want us to be able to strike first," Aric said.

"So what’s the time frame you want to work with in getting the help of the other tribes?" Elisa asked.

"Hmmm, let’s say two weeks. I don’t know how the Terror works, but I know that if he wants to mobilize his full force against us, he’ll need some time. Or am I wrong, Gorin?" Aric asked.

"No, if it was smaller forces, it would take a few days to get ready, but if he wants to attack with a real army, he’ll take a while and actually plot out the whole war.

He and that bird worked hand in hand, observing the enemy and reporting back to him, so that he can prepare even better," Gorin said.

"So you mean the bird will probably keep coming here?" Ariel asked.

"Unlikely. I believe that by now, my master the Terror knows that you already know the bird belongs to him, and that if he sends it out, you will kill it.

And the information the bird carried for him is already enough to prepare for the war, because he doesn’t know just how fast your village is growing.

If he knew, he would do all he could to attack faster, before you actually grew into a true threat. He is a careful being, but his power still clouds his mind, and he makes wrong decisions," Gorin explained.

"That means we are in the clear for now. We can work toward our goals without worries that he will attack first," Aric said.

"Tomorrow, I’ll delegate tasks. Everything is important if we want to win this properly," Aric said. He pulled his chair and sat down again, crossed his legs, and placed his hand on his legs.

"I have a few ideas for new things to get done before the war. Ariel, I want you guys to let everyone know that the next few days are going to be very draining on everyone.

Also, tomorrow, I want you to carry out an enlisting. We might not be much, but a concentrated army is better than simply having everyone fight.

I want to start building an army. I want you to enlist whichever goblins alike prefer to serve as a soldier rather than any other job.

Gorin, you’ll be their general—the first general in our village. Their training will be all up to you after tonight. You’ll work with Ariel tomorrow to get started," Aric said.

Gorin was shocked by the fact that Aric had given him the title of general. His eyes widened. "Th... thank you," Gorin said. Aric gave a nod in reply.

"Aric, this has been something that has been on my mind for quite a while now," Elisa spoke. They all looked at her, wanting to hear what she wanted to say.

"Well, we have lived here for a while now, and at several times you call this place a camp, sometimes a village, but those are not really identities.

What I’m trying to say is that this village needs a name—a name that belongs to only this village."