Green Skin Chapter 97
Chapter 97 Green Skin – To the East (2)
The brother that Goff had spoken of was obviously me. Unless he had found a new brother that had traveled to the west, it was definitely me that he journeyed to find.
“So it seems that we crossed paths…”
Just like what Mev had mentioned before, since the forests are so expansive, the roads so diverse, it appears that we had crossed paths without knowing. Though we weren’t in a dire situation, it was best to quickly move forward so I had no choice but to converse with the fretful Ogre in front of us.
“If Goff were to visit here once more, please tell him to find us in the east.”
He seemed to sense our imminent departure and his shoulders drooped in disappointment.
“Bu…but are you really not staying before going?”
“It is unfortunate that we cannot prolong our visit with the Big Ogre Clan. But a meal might be all we can ask for at this point…”
“That’s it! Prepare a banquet for the guests right now!”
“Woaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Prepare the banquet!”
In a flash, the Ogres suddenly scrambled around as they furiously prepped the banquet. Black Spear and Ragia, not knowing these Ogres’ characteristics, were stupefied by the scene before us.
As such, we were treated very kindly to all kinds of delicious food and bush meat, and even to the alcohol they had made themselves. Due to their large frames, they could display their liquor capacity to the fullest; imagining Goff as one of these fellows made me smile.
“Keuuu… he’s truly a bad Ogre, isn’t he? How could he leave like this? I was so good to him!”
“It is a bit much to leave without saying goodbye.”
The atmosphere was good, but the problem was that Big Ogre was starting to become miserable and Goff was his primary topic. As a result, it was painstakingly difficult for me to listen to him. I welcomed hearing stories of Goff’s life here, but Big Ogre was whining a lot. Thus, Black Spear and I began to grow weary of his brooding, and even Little Finger, who had also joined us to drink at the Chiefs’ fire, looked around for an escape from this disturbing atmosphere.
“Ggirik… Ggirik… un…ungrateful Ogre Ggirik.”
Sometimes, that’s all he mumbled. There were the odd occasions when he would suddenly scream, causing us to tremble from the sudden outburst.
“But, who is this little Goblin lady?”
“She is the new breed who recently entered the Continent. It was decided that I would be in charge of her for the next three years.”
“Right! It seems that it is also time for Black Spear to be… but don’t pour out your soul into the new Green Skins! It just takes an instant to be betrayed. Blood Dagger! It’s not long before it’s your turn, so engrave my words! You must never open your heart….”
Honestly, the more I listened to him, the more I sympathized with Goff. Despite my stiffening facial expression, he clung to his martyrdom. We did manage to glean some useful information during this banquet, including news of a growing number of humans traveling east these days. As a result, time passed quickly, and eventually night fell.
I looked around and saw the Three Goblin Sisters playing on the backs and heads of the Ogres (EN: I first imagined passed-out Ogres, heads played like bongos, then Goblin girls jousting on Ogre mounts, and then I considered the lascivious nature of Green Skins…the vagueness makes me wonder) while Gark and Hark were exchanging drinks with an Ogre. The Ogre village was more entertaining than I had originally presumed, and seeing how the other clans were also enjoying a pleasant time, no convenient opportunity to leave appeared.
Now I could finally appreciate why Goff had fled this place.
All of this was a plot by the affection-starved Ogre.
He was much more intelligent than I had anticipated.
By engaging us in conversation and relieving our weary souls through this banquet, he planned to make us stay as long as possible. Big Ogre approached and spoke with a smile.
“It seems that it’s a bit late now… how about eating lunch and departing tomorrow? I could give you a tour around the jungle in the morning.”
It was quite a shabby smile and made me suspect that alcohol will also be served with lunch, likely causing this scene to repeat. I had no choice but to dryly swallow my saliva.
“Hm…Hmm… though it is late tonight, ideally we’ll leave early in the morning.”
“Don’t be like that! Though we only had a single drink, aren’t we brothers?!”
His smiled dimmed, showing increased anxiety. I did not answer. As soon as morning came tomorrow, we had to escape immediately. They’ll probably talk about how graceless Blood Dagger and Black Spear are after this, but if this continued, this snare might last a week.
In the end, after extended drinking, the banquet finally come to an end. Many of the clansmen who did not have tents set up laid out on the ground, and even Ragia and Hayeon looked wasted.
It was quite a long time since we had experienced such a rest. I chuckled, thinking, Let’s break here for another day, this was enjoyable.
After a bit more time, I thought that I should also get some sleep. As I was heading for an empty tent:
A voice called to me from somewhere. Turning my head, I saw Mev staring at me in a ridiculous state, cup in hand.
Reddened face, spiritless eyes, and those trembling legs – anyone would be able to tell that Mev was quite drunk.
“Aren’t you being too much?”
It was the first time in my life that I had seen such a sharp look from Mev.
“Eveeeeerytime! You play with the Plant! Aren’t you beeeeing tooo much! Even though I was the first to be with you! Even though I was the first to say ‘Let’s mate!’.”
It seems that she was not mildly drunk, but really drunk. It was then that I realized the potency of Big Ogre’s alcohol. Worried for Mev, I said to her in an honest voice,
“Mev, you’re drunk. Go and sleep it off.”
“I’m not a child! I’m an adult Goblin! Don’t treat me like a child! An…and I’m not drunk at all.”
Given that her current body was that of a diminutive fairy, it was amusing to see her stammer that she was an adult Goblin. When she nearly tripped over her own feet and used her wings to stay vertical, this scene became even more ridiculous.
“I’m going to sleep together tonight! WE’ll sleep together!”
As I said before, I had slept with Mev, but that’s all that we did. Still, I couldn’t help but find the situation embarrassing, especially once she tried to climb me. This drastic change in Mev’s behavior drove home how stressed she had become, however, Mev’s current body was too small for me to relieve that stress.
“No, let go.”
Mev’s feet dragged on the ground as she clung limpet-like, refusing to give up even as I walked to my tent.
“I will never let go! I will hold you! I…I will embrace you! I will do it!”
It was truly an embarrassing situation. Looking down, I saw Mev’s eyes dampen as she wiped her runny nose on my pants.
“Sob…. I can grow bigger… sob…I’ll get pregnant if I grow bigger… sob…”
I had no idea if she knew what she was talking about, but she kept repeating the same words. In the end, the situation became too loud and other clansmen began to notice the commotion.
Wanting to spare us both embarrassment, I quickly dragged Mev inside the tent. Though she started to perk up in anticipation, her body inspired no lust in me. Stature aside, her runny nose and tears caused her to look more like a cute, small child, definitively unsexy. A sigh inadvertently escaped me.
She then jumped onto the blanket, turned to face me, lay down on her back, and raised her hand to her mouth.
Even though she tried to muffle it, her laughter leaked out. She lay waiting and traced her lips with her tongue, sending me a seductive look.
Encouraged by my expression, she became even more aggressive, reaching for her hemline. Unable to see her in this state any longer, I turned my head away.
I was thinking, Fuck my life, how do I deal with her? when I heard a slow snore begin. Fortunately, she had passed out and fallen asleep.
“Captain… as expected… Captain is the best…”
Unsure what dream she was having, she began to voice strange sounds. Looking at her, I promised myself that Mev would never drink Ogre wine again.
The next morning:
I woke up wanting to leave this village as quickly as possible and found Mev gone. She had even smoothed the bedding without waking me.
I guess Mev also remembered her scandalous behavior, and fled the tent as a result. There was a message written in very squiggly lines saying:
‘Captain. Sorry.’ (EN: Written where, with what, is this a guest tent or BD’s? I can’t remember if he uses paper in his tribe’s management…)
I couldn’t figure out why I found this so funny, so I tried to contain my laughter as I walked outside the tent, and with the Black Spear and Little Finger clans, departed from the Big Ogre Village early in the morning.
Of course, I did not forget a note of thanks. It seemed that the Ogres had slept in this morning, as we left the village unremarked. Once we had walked for a long time and the sun had risen high in the sky, we hear a scream from the jungle, causing us to laugh again.
It was quite a pleasant break, and there were no memorable events afterwards. Though we met beasts and humans along the way, they presented no problems.
It was truly unlucky for them to meet us, but their misfortune wasn’t our concern.
Since it was a difficult task moving the combined clans through an unknown area, we walked for quite a long time. Once we had passed through the jungle terrain, the scenery began to slowly change and two months quickly flew by.
It was then that I was able to notice that we had finally arrived at the entrance of the swamp lands.
Edited for Asian Hobbyist by Fenring