Right now, in front of me, there more than thirty corpses of goblins from my hunt. The difference in size between the normal goblins and the warrior goblins escorting the shaman is quite high.

The normal size goblin in this world is not that small pictured by other fantasy worlds. Most of the goblins are the normal one and all of them shared one characteristic, their small size compared to human height.

Most of them have between two to three feet of height but for the shaman and his guard, all seven of them have a four and a half to five feet in height. I will classify those guards as goblin warriors because of the height and power behind them.

I use the orb system and commands it to strip the goblins from their items and belongings. The corpse on the other piles, armors, and weapons on the other pile and lastly, belongings on the other piles. For the shaman items, I asked the system to separated them from the other goblins.

After some thinking, I decided to put all the goblin's corpse into the black pit. Letting them rot like that in the open is not an ideal solution. I don't think I can stomach smelling a rotten goblin.

Looking back at the item, I notice in the shaman item pile, there is a dimensional bag among them. I never knew if there will be some sort of restriction or not opening the dimensional bag. Better I put it aside and ask someone if there are any procedures for opening such an item.

I set aside all the goblin items for now. I don't know the first thing about the value for all of them. I should hire an appraiser to determines the value for all of those items. If not, I can just put them on the black pit.

I retreat into my tent to get some sleep and rest. My left arm throbbing from the pains. The adrenaline already winding down from the fight and I can feel the price I paid from forcing my body to do that kind of fight.

Fuck it, I will kill all of those bastards and loot this goblin's lair clean. I just need to exploit the advantages of having teleportation as your arsenal too. For now, let sleep and get some rest for the night.

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The commotion among the goblins can be heard from where I hiding. I became more proficient in using my stealth and incorporating the teleportation in my attacks.

It was a productive week, or a month for me because of the time dilation effect from the dimensional space. I am even proficient in using a fireball spell. The bolt spell series is still far from my grabs. I don't think it is possible for me right now. Maybe when I am in the second stage in my cultivation.

The most surprising part was during the past week I spent scouring this lair, I still do not find the main settlement yet. I found several small camps, a guard post and some sort of a stash room filled with grains, preserved food and all sort of weapons.

During the one week of hunting them, I can see the differences between these goblins and the fantasy one. The goblins in this world are different. The easiest I can say about them is, they are more complex and more intelligent than you might think of.

Let's take about this storage room as an example. The room is not that big, just twenty feet by forty feet wide. It is normal as any room can be but there is something that makes me reevaluate the social structure of the goblins.

The planning, the discipline that needed to keep the storage room like that is not what a usual fantasy story goblins behavior. There is something weird that happened with the goblins. Something that made them change their behavior from a savage and half-wit creature into a discipline and intelligent creature.

My hypotheses about what makes this creature change their behavior are no other than a transmigrated person. That person probably got a cheat likeability and somewhat have a vast tactical and practical knowledge about nation-building, smithing and tonnes of other things too.

Damn the main character and their plot armor. Why the heck I do not realize it sooner. I probably already disturbing his or her plan to conquer the surface. I have decided not to find the goblins main settlement.

There are too many risks of me being dead if my hypotheses prove to be correct. The hunting party from before is probably just for ritual purpose, nor for food or sustenance. They probably fulfilling the requirement to increase their social structure or use the hunt to evolves into goblins warrior or goblins shaman as I fight before.

If I'm correct, searching for the source of dark copper is a suicide. Albeit the risk, I still intend to hunt goblins for at least a week more. But, I will stick just on the edge of the goblins settlement perimeter.

For the last week, during the hunt, I started to build some sort of map for every place I have been doing the hunt. From the map, I can see that the cave system for the goblin settlement is very huge.

At first, the map doesn't even make sense. Then I got some epiphany, their cave system is not a two-dimensional cave system but a three-dimensional cave system. Someplace is deeper than other places and someplace at shallower from the surface.

The map still does not make sense but now I know what to take notice too during navigating the hunt. From my observation, I can say that I 60% - 70% sure about where I'm right now and where I will be next.

The return trip is not that hard. It is just backtracking the route I have taken before. The hard part is to find similar storage as I found before. There is nothing I can do but keep searching randomly until I found it.

The goblin sound came closer to my hiding place. It is a matter of time they found me. I'm not the only one to learn from my hunt. Their response time and stealth countermeasures also improve from our encounters.

The goblins will flood my suspected hiding area with burned oil on some occasions, and sometimes they use smokes bomb to flush me out. At other times, they try to collapse the tunnels but I make do what they throw at me. One thing I despise from their improve tactic is the bows. All I can say is, I mostly got injured by them.

The most important thing I must do to make sure I'm safe during this hunt is to hide my teleportation ability. Right now, the goblins believe that I have a very exceptional stealth ability. It is imperative for me to hide the teleportation because I don't want them to escalate further. Handling a stealthy enemy is easier than handling a teleporting enemy in my book. I took every precaution I can think of and even took some beating to hide that fact.

A party of four goblins arrives at the storage room. From the look of the party social structure, the biggest goblins seem to be their leader and also he is a goblin warrior too. When they arrive, they just keep screaming and becoming feral like creatures. Probably when they see the storage room was picked clean by me.

The leader even discards his weapon and lunge me while baring his fang. I initially prepared conjured the mana arrow to ambush them, but because of the unexpected ponce, all they conjured arrow were spent. The goblin warrior is not dead though, the accuracy is also terrible because of the sudden spell release.

The other three normal goblins are easy to dispose of. A barrage of mana bolt is enough to kill them as I did several tens of times before. I went away from the empty storage area after I collect all the dead goblins and the injured goblin warriors.

I just realized the importance of the storage room and the should be more guarded and hidden from the normal pathway. I need information and this near-dead goblin will warrior knows something at least.

I killed several goblins hunt party when leaving the area. The casual hunt becoming easier but because of my carelessness, I got nick by an arrow. It is still not that serious because, during the last week staying at the orb dimension space, I found out that the dimension improves our natural healing rates.

Another important discovery about the orb is, it also can decompose the corpse of the goblins at an accelerated rate. The radius of the orb dimensional space also slightly increase and the mana concentration in the air also slightly increases. When I arrive at a somewhat hidden and safe location, I teleported into the dimensional space.

I take out all the armor and weapons from the goblin warriors and left him just like that. The wound from the mana arrow is already stopped bleeding. The resilient of goblins is no joke. Some of them still running around even if their arms were cuts from my attacks. If not from their weak body, goblins probably will be one of the dominant race in this world.

"Stop pretending to sleep," I said to the goblin.

"Grobz! @*#*@#& @*#*$)" Growled the goblin. He still lays on the dirt because of the injury. Even the bleeding has stopped, but the damages still there. The injured goblin can't do any normal movement at all.

"Speaks human! Can you speak human?"

"Yerz, I can speak hurman." Growled the goblin.

"Good. Here, eat this. You need nutrition." I replied while throwing a sourdough bread toward the goblin. "Hey, why do you became a mad man when you see me?"

"You killed nearlyz half of my clan and stole a third of our srtockpiles. Are you strupid enough to arsk that querzstion." replied the goblin.

"Fair enough I guess. I plan to kill everyone in your clan and loot clean everything by the way"

"You barstardz. I'm gonnarz kill you!!" Shouted the goblin.

"You can't kill me. You can't even stand up. Even then, I control everything in this world." I declared to the goblin my trump card in this world. I teleported the goblin several times around where he is laying down. I can see the defeated look on his face. A look of despair. "I will kill all of them, unless...."

"Unless wrhatz?" Urged the goblin.

"Unless you tell me everything and I got another target to hunts."

"Grobz!"

"Think about it. You got until tomorrow morning." I stated. The dusk already falling in the orb dimension. I don't know how it works exactly, but there are a day and night cycle somehow in here. "Don't think about running away, I know everything that happens in this world."

I retreat into my tent and proceed to have dinner. A simple Japanese dinner. A bowl of rice, a Japanese fried egg, a bowl of miso soup, and a grilled fish. It is simple, fulfilling and delicious.

I don't need to worried about what will happen from the captured goblin. When the orb is activated, there is some sort of connection and awareness of this dimensional space and everything I brought in here. It feels like having another limb that I can control at will.

I somehow know where everything is in this small dimensional space and I can control them to my desire, including the captured goblin too.

After a small breakfast consisting of a french toast and a baked bean. I walk toward where the goblin located. I also bring him some breakfast to break some ice between us.

"There is no point in hiding. I always know where you are in this world." I shouted. I walk toward a spot and stomp the foot on the soil.

Seconds after I did the stomping, a black silhouette rushing from the under the soil. The goblin somehow healed all his wounds or just enough of his injuries to plan an ambush.

The sad part was, I know where he is all the time. Even when he buried himself under the dirt for an ambush. I stopped him on-air, just floating without capabilities to move his body one bit.

"It is a waste of time, Mr goblin. I control everything in this world. And when I said everything, I mean everything."

"Graaarhzz!" shouted the goblin frustrated on what happened to him. I don't blame him though. I will be frustrated too if this happens to me too.

I teleported a chair and sit in front of him floating like a cheap anime villains. This show of power probably will crush the remaining will of the goblin warrior.

my plans rest on this goblin to have no hope left. And when I extend an olive branch, he will accept it without condition because that is the only option left for him to live.

I float the plate consist of his breakfast in that I brought before in from of him and order him to eat. He hesitate at first but yield to the temptation of a hot and delicious breakfast meal.

"I will give you options, Mr goblin. First, You can refuse to say anything about your clan or other goblin clan and I will kill you and everything you hold dear, your clan, your family and your loved one. The second option is, You tell me everything I want to know and I will leave your clan be but you can't live. You have seen what I have never shown other peoples. The last option is for you to tell me everything about what I want to know. I will still gonna kill your clan but you can save some goblins of your choosing, your love one for examples. You can live here in my world, but you need to follow my rules and submit to me, so do you choose. You can save twenty goblins or maybe more depending on what I feel like. You got until I finish this drink to decide." I said to the goblin.

I summons a cup of tea I made before and proceed to drink as fast as I can. The goblin looks panics. I need to made him feel pressured to make the decisions. And the decisions I want him made is the third option.

It seems I need to push him more. Make him feel more pressure and make the decision faster.

"Let me show you what I will do to you if you choose the wrong option."

The floating goblin move closer toward me when I willed it using the orb mechanisms. I make the goblin spread his arms and legs. Then I push the orb's telekinesis to exert forces until it breaks the goblin's pinky.

After his left pinky broken, I proceed to broke his right pinky to cemented how powerless he is in my world.

"Have you made the decision yet?" I asked the goblin which in the mids of crying from the torture. It is more about psychological torture because breaking a pinky for a warrior is a small matter. What makes the goblin crying is how he can't do anything to prevent me from hurting him.

"Yerz, I choose the third optionz." cried the goblin.

"Good, here eat this and have some rest. Tomorrow you will start to tell me everything I want to know." I order the goblin. Giving him the healing pill is to make sure he is more than willing to serve me for all his life.

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"Tell me about your clan," I asked the goblin after giving him some breakfast.

"We are a citizenz of Oruz Empire. A goblin empire. Forty-nine years ago, A clanz of goblin under the sky crow river succeed to urnite more than 500 goblin clanz on this underground worldz.

My clanz has been serving the royal clanz for more than five decades, but after the war, we deciderz to serperates ourselves from politics and ruling. We has been on this island since. We still have ties with the empire because of our expertise in smithing the dark copper ore into a high-quality weapon.

But you already killed the empire envoys, so we have around a week left to report what happenedz. If not, the empire will considered us trying to incite a rebellion. You kinda hand our fate onto a chopping board. So, furck you!" Explained the goblin.

"That is your problem, not mine. So what is your name, goblin." I asked.

"I'm Greez the leader of Dark Hammerz clanz. You can have my wordz that we will not figrht back because most of our fighter are already dead, and my hunting partyz is one of our last warriors. Even someone who has potential to be a great warriorz also deard because of you. What left is only an artisan, trade workers, farmers, woodworkers, women, and children."

"How many of you left?"

"Forty goblins adult goblins and several tens of children." Said Greez.

"I will accept every one of you in here. Space will be tight for now, but it will grow bigger provided there is the fuel to expand it. Do you have an area for throwing broken magical items?"

"Yes we do, we have been throwing the scraps there for the last thirty years, "

"Good, you will lead me thereafter we meet what left of your clan. Now, I want an oath from you. A blood oath.

Gritting his teeth, Greez than proceed to knight kneels in front of me and recite the blood oath of servitude. We headed to the clan stronghold after that. I summon Greez onto the outside world and walk slowly toward my first conquest.