Richard made his way back into the tunnel system he came from. He made sure to pay careful attention to his surroundings as he made his way back. He was indeed right that most goblins were kept out of the various tunnels that went around this place. It was truly a maze, and he briefly wondered whether goblins were this intelligent or if the place was found/claimed like this.

'Maybe that shaman goblin is smart.'

He briefly checked some other routes, but most of them reached a dead end. He found some more secluded parts where bigger goblins resided; He assumed those to be higher in rank. He spotted a few of those big goblins, A fair few of whom were breeding with other goblins. He couldn't help but wonder.

' Why aren't they fucking the human females? '

He seriously doubted that they could not find them after all; as maze-like as this area might be, a fair share of them would pass the section with humans when making their way to the main entrance of the... Cave? Mine? He wasn't sure what it was.

' Maybe the Shaman goblin keeps them to himself and those he finds worthy? '

He wasn't sure about it, but it seemed like a good guess. Either way, he was happy. The fewer people that had access to them, the better his chances were of getting Shika out without her being violated by others. Although he wouldn't mind one of those rag dolls being used, someone he laid or at least tried to lay claim on wasn't someone he was willing to share.

He decided to explore no further and make his way back before he got lost. He had a surprisingly easy time navigating the places he had been, Noticing small differences on the wall as well as remembering how he came here. He assumed this was something [Navigation] caused. He, however, wasn't willing to test his luck, considering he was here for the first time.

He eventually made it past the section where other goblins were lazing around, where he had previously taken some of that leftover roasted meat. At the same time, passing the way, he was interrupted by one of the smaller goblins.

GiibIA Provasdgia goi zighere

(What small goblin doing here)

To which Richard responded similarly in goblin language

Goi zighere goi zgahara ziposka

(I'm here because I lost my way)

The small Goblin gave a hit against his head, and considering that there were multiple goblins around and the fact that he had a small pointy object Of unknown material tucked away between his skin and his loincloth, he decided not to respond. He simply let himself be hit without flinching and patiently waited for what he was about to say next.

POKU Goi Zoghere NiNala Rizama

(Stupid, GO away, Past here for big goblins)

Richard, being the former slave he was, patiently took the abuse; he gave a small nod to the goblin, after which he made his way out. But not before taking a good inhale of his scent, Not because he was into that shit but because he was most definitely going to remember him

He didn't consider this a big offense after all; based on what he saw, this was how goblin society worked. Strength was everything, and those stronger could do a fair thing to those weaker before other goblins intervened. So, all in all, this wasn't much, but it was still something. He might've been a slave in his former life, but he didn't feel like becoming one in this one, too.

He made his way toward the area where his adoptive family resided and found his adoptive mommy relatively quickly.

Giberiji si zisa

(Where Is sister?)

Zisa Si Giberiji zaga da gijizo gezanga

(She's trying her luck with male at the entrance)

Just like always, he was a little disappointed at the goblin's communications capability; after all, This could mean a dozen things. Is she trying to form a hunting party? Begging for food, Trying to get knocked up or something else? Either way, he made his way to the entrance or, well, in this case, the exit.

On his way, he saw various goblins doing their things which mostly involved fighting, bullying, or fucking. Although some were actually trying to craft or make simplistic items, these goblins were in the minority. It seemed most of them preferred to take someone else's item away rather than putting effort into making something. Which, in turn, explains the number of fights.

The sight of those breeding goblins didn't entice him; he still considered them ugly, yet the scent that some females gave off when he passed close by slightly aroused him, which was extremely weird and creepy. It wasn't enough to give him a boner, Most likely because he had already satisfied himself, but still.

Looking at the ugly green little thing that produced said scent, his arousal disappeared just as quickly. This one seemed particularly ugly, which made him wonder.' Do these creatures pick partners depending on their scent instead of outer appearance? Well, That wouldn't explain why they preferred humans '

Humans didn't particularly release their scent when aroused or other such stuff, So he doubted this to be the case.

' Maybe just goblins then? '

He had noticed during his time here that his adoptive sis wasn't getting laid, and although she was still ugly, she wasn't as ugly as some of the other little buggers he had seen getting laid. Either way, He put the senseless thought out of his mind and continued on, and soon he reached the entrance. It was already starting to get dark, which surprisingly didn't bother any of the green little buggers. They seemed to be just as active during the night as they were during the day.

Once at the entrance, he saw her adoptive sis interacting with some small goblins. She seemed to have a pointy stick that looked pretty well made. As he came closer, he got the gist of the conversation.

Gizaja no fuzu gi skita

(Why no breed, Good stick?)

GOio no fuzu sgi goza

(Not enough, No breed ugly women)

A second later, the same goblin grabbed her stick and started to pull heavily while his friends came from the side and grabbed her. Pushing her off, Naturally, she came back for her stick, but they were quick to gang up on her and give her a beating. Seeing his adoptive sister being bullied, Richard decided to help her; He, however, didn't rush to assist them. He instead acted as if he wasn't involved, Seemingly wanting to just pass them.

Her adoptive sister, seeing this, almost cried, Which he didn't know goblins were even capable of. She, however, didn't hold it against him, apparently, since she remained quiet. Either way, He had no intention of just sitting back, so when he was about to pass the one with the spear, he quickly turned around and used his hidden skill, His most OP ability.....

He kicked him in the nuts.

The poor guy made a loud screech, which Richard didn't know goblins could produce, but the noise alone made him almost hold his own sack, which looked like a similar abomination. He popped the poor guy's ballsack with his kick, or perhaps he could better describe it as a tumor?

Either way, He used the opportunity to grab the stick from him. The other 2 goblins were startled by the sudden noise and released his adoptive sis. Yet before they could properly respond, Richard impaled the throat of one of the two with the nicely made pointed stick. He would even be willing to call it a spear, Although a purely wooden one.

The other one was quick to snap out of it and respond. After all, seeing your kin being murdered has a tendency to make someone either snap out of it or freeze. Sadly for Richard, the former was true for this individual. Just as he was pulling out his by-now crimson-colored stick, he got jumped by the goblin. He tried to hit Richard and although he managed to dodge the first one, the second one hit him on his nose, which the nose didn't like; showcased by the crackling sound it produced in protest, Richard screamed in pain and cussed at him as he returned the punch.

"Fuck you, You green little BIITCH"

Although it was painful and he was angry, he didn't lose focus. He had received plenty of pain in his previous life, Both physically and mentally. The goblin giving the punch had to wonder whether he had hit a little too hard since the green fellah under him seemed to cuss in what appeared to be human language, which Richard did.

He gave another punch with the same right hand while he started pushing with his left hand that held the spear In order to turn or, well... Roll things around. He pushed him downwards and rolled on top of him, Yet when he was about to use both hands to pull the spear back and finish it, that annoying, assumedly ruthless goblin jumped onto his back. The goblin he was on top of took the opportunity to grab the spear using both his hands, which left Richard with few options to defend himself unless he wanted to give up his spear. So, He received another punch against the side of his face. Before he took a second one, he made himself small and pressed himself against the guy below him, Limiting the attack options of the guy above him, and just to be saved. He pressed his legs closer together; he didn't want them to isekai his unborn children.

Since he wanted to hold onto the spear so the guy helping the other goblin couldn't stab him, his attack options were limited. Although he already noticed himself to be stronger every time he made headway with the spear, the guy above him would interrupt. Pulling, Pushing, and hitting him. He also had to make sure that neither of the annoying buggers managed to get his eyes.

So, being left without options, he decided to use teeth; after all, he wasn't exactly an honorable individual. He bit his cheeks... No, He bit into his cheeks and quite literally used the strength of his jaw to bite a good chunk out of it, pulling and ripping it off his face. Surprisingly, it didn't really taste bad, which made him briefly wonder.

' Is this the same about humans technically not tasting bad but not being eaten because it's morally wrong? '

Either way, His thoughts went as quickly as they came, considering the situation he was in. The poor guy couldn't tolerate the pain and instinctively tried to push his head away using both his hands. The first thing he did with this opportunity was to push his entire body into the guy below him while simultaneously slamming the back of his spread up from his right into the guy on top of him while he tried to push upwards. He smacked the guy on top of him in the face and managed to push himself up after all; He was bigger and stronger than them. He just couldn't do much while the guy below had his spear unless he wanted to risk being stabbed.

But now, he could, and the first thing he did with the newly made room was stap his spear down into the eye socket of the goblin below, which made for quite the gruesome sight to behold. Yet Richard wasn't fazed by it and was quick to let go of his spear now that it was safely embedded in said goblin's skull.

He used his free hand to wrap it around the legs of the guy who still managed to remain on top of him. Using the extra grip he now had on his legs, he flipped around as hard and quickly as he could. Slamming the guy on top of him against the ground. He followed with another elbow which somehow managed to find its way into his nutsack once again.

There was another piercing scream, which only annoyed Richard further. He quickly rolled back towards his spear before the guy could grab him. He wasn't sure whether goblins knew how to do choking holds, but he didn't feel like finding out.

The goblin, as stupid as it was, didn't forget about the spear and was quick to go after Richard. Yet, unfortunately for him, Richard managed to pull the spear out of the Goblin kin eye socket before he could jump on him once more.

In fact, The hurry in which he pulled it out caused quite a bit of blood to splash around, and the arc in which he pulled it out caused some to end in the Goblin's eye. Blinding him for a moment, Which was all Richard needed to stab him in his throat.

He threw his body to the side and stood up, and only now did he realize they were not alone. Some other goblins in the area were observing the events as they occurred. So, Instead of hiding it or making a run for it, he decided to take a gamble and lifted the blood-carried spear, screaming.

" GIBIZAGA "

(Victory!!!)

His gamble, Or perhaps more accurately, assumption, paid off as the fellow goblins got worked up, Almost as if they actually did something and screamed with him.

"GIBIZAGA!"

Richard couldn't help but wonder.

' Am I popular now? '

He has seen his fair share of fights here, but he hasn't seen any that have gone to death yet. Apparently, beatings are normally the standard either way; he didn't care.

He instead went to his adoptive sis. He was about to give her a mouthful for not helping him out when he noticed she was unconscious. Although she clearly wasn't dead, the majority of her face didn't look much better than his nose. He couldn't help but shake his head while thinking.

' Always protect your head sis, Always. '

He grabbed her over his right shoulder and used his spear for some extra support as he made his way back into the cave. Once there, he dropped his sis down under the curious gaze of his newfound goblin mommy. Who, surprisingly, Didn't seem sad or angry.

'I guess this is pretty normal, huh? '

He put her down and was quick to join her on the cold floor, which he had grown used to by now. He didn't clean himself or anything for that matter, Assuming all the blood would make for a good warning sign. After a short while, darkness overtook his consciousness, and he fell asleep.