As morning arrived, the raccoons retreated to their dark corners to sleep, while the robins were already out hunting for worms. Sunlight poured down from above, warming the ground, dew sparkling on each blade of grass like tiny shards of glass.
Meanwhile, I was here, mourning my dying wallet.
Points remaining: 4
Aaaa… I really should have had more points by Day 21…
But those animals were just too cute and fun! I'd ended up donating a ridiculous number of points just to keep them fed.
Damn it! I couldn't stop myself! The addiction was real!
Yeah. Just like any gacha game—once you start spending premium currency, it becomes easier and easier to spend more. I couldn't believe it. I had fallen straight into the deadly trap the system had laid out for me!
At this rate, I'd never be able to afford a single shop upgrade…
Alright!
I steeled myself.
I needed to be more frugal!
No more spending points on feeding cute animals!
Just as I was making that vow, my overhead external camera caught something strange.
Oh?
Oh!!
I gasped mentally.
Are those two… what I think they are?
In the distance, two figures emerged from the forest line, pushing past low branches and stepping into the open clearing.
Humanoid creatures. Green-skinned. Small bodies, roughly the size of children. Ugly faces with big, crooked, pointy noses. They wore nothing but ragged cloth to cover their private parts and carried crude wooden clubs that looked like they had been chewed by dogs.
Goblins.
Well, damn.
This world really has goblins!
The pair skidded to a halt the moment their beady eyes landed on me.
Well—how could they not? I was a massive stone castle sitting right there, practically screaming loot me!
For one breathless heartbeat, the world held still.
Then—"GAAAAAAAAARRRR!"
A blood-curdling roar ripped from their throats, raw and feral, thundering across the meadow. Panicked birds erupted from the grass in an explosion of wings as the goblins barreled straight toward me, clubs raised high, drooling with greedy fury.
The rabbit bolted into the underbrush like its life depended on it.
And for one icy, gut-wrenching second…
I was genuinely terrified.
Holy hell!
Because these goblins were real monsters.
And me?
I was just a castle. I had no hands. No weapons. No way to fight back.
If those little green psychos reached my walls and started hammering…
I'd be in serious trouble!
No time to panic. I reacted on pure instinct.
CLANG!!!
The massive iron portcullis crashed down.
Thick iron bars slammed into the stone grooves, shaking dust loose from the walls as it sealed the gate completely.
At least, I needed to keep those goblins out and protect my precious animals inside!
***
But then… twenty minutes later…
I was still standing tall. Utterly unscathed.
Thwack!
Thwack—thwack!
Kaka!
That tickles! I laughed silently to myself.
The idiots were pounding away at my stone walls with every ounce of their pathetic strength, but it didn't even register!
Not a scratch. Not a single chip.
These goblins were laughably weak!
At last, the tension drained away, and I let out a long, mental sigh of relief.
Haha! I couldn't believe I'd actually been afraid of these worthless little pests!
Still, the pair refused to quit. They leaped futilely, clawed at the mortar, and even tried climbing. At one point, one hoisted the other onto its shoulders in a wobbling, ridiculous stack.
Of course, even doubled up, they were nowhere near tall enough to crest my walls.
I was invincible!
Watching them now felt less like a battle and more like watching a pair of green ants doing strange little tricks to entertain a bored god.
But then, one goblin shuffled closer to my wall, thrust its hips forward, and…
A stream of yellow liquid splashed against my stone.
WHATT?!
SERIOUSLY?!
Is this fucker really pissing on my walls!!?? OH COME ON!
Seeing that, the other one joined in.
Now both were peeing on me!
This is SO unacceptable!
And as if that wasn't bad enough, after they finished, they pulled out some kind of white rocks, which seemed to be chalk, and started drawing dicks all over my castle walls, cackling like a pair of braindead hyenas!
AAA !!!
DAMN IT YOU GOBLINS!
HOW DARE YOU NO ONLY PISS ON ME BUT GRAFITTY ON ME TOO??!
Now I'm furious!
Since these morons couldn't climb my walls anyway, a deliciously wicked idea sparked in my mind.
How about… I teach them a proper lesson?
So—"Open gate!"
At my command, the heavy iron portcullis groaned and began to rise.