Author note: I changed a little bit the ending of previous chapter. Instead of giving the points instantly, I'm going to make the castle sell corpses for points.
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Suddenly—
[Ding!]
[A level eight forest goblin has been killed within your territory!]
[Obtaining loot from the fallen creature… success!]
The notification left me stunned.
Wait—what?
So you're telling me that if a creature dies within my territory, I can loot it?
Hell yeah!
As the system did its job, the corpse of the fallen goblin glitched, dissolving into shimmering light particles before floating away. Even its weapon disintegrated.
[Ding!]
[Obtained: 1 goblin corpse]
[Obtained: 1 wooden club]
[Obtained: 1 tattered cloth]
I immediately checked my inventory and confirmed their arrival.
This is awesome!
Now I wondered—what the hell could I do with that goblin corpse?
I pulled up its description:
[Goblin corpse]
Description: The corpse of a fallen goblin. Can be processed or sold to the system for a small amount of points. If not processed within 24 hours, it will automatically be sold to the system.
Hmm.
This answered a question I'd had since my reincarnation: to earn more points, I could sell monster corpses to the system!
I knew the goblin corpse might have more uses than just selling for points. But since I lacked the skills to process it, selling it to the system seemed like my only option.
"System!" I called. "I want to sell the goblin corpse!"
[Calculating amount of points… completed.]
[You can sell the corpse for 24 points. Would you like to proceed?]
Oh.
Hell yeah!
I couldn't believe it—a whooping 24 points! Given that my castle core only generated 1 point a day, this was like advancing nearly a month forward!
But before that, given that I couldn't trust the system to offer a fair price—of course, such scamming system would never!— I decided to try haggling a bit.
But turns out, the pay was fixed. There was no room for negotiation, or at least for now.
"Alright then, sell it."
My order was processed in a heartbeat.
[Ding!]
[Item sold: Goblin corpse]
[Obtained: 24 points]
[Points remaining: 24 points]
Now, what about the cloth and the club? Could I sell those too?
Turns out, I could.
The club was worth 3 points.
The cloth? 1 point.
Unlike the corpse, neither the club nor the cloth had an expiration date, so I decided to hold onto them. After all, I could sell them whenever I wanted.
With the loot sorted, my attention shifted back to the remaining goblin.
Damn…
Look at you, aren't you a relentless little glutton?
How fascinating. The little guy didn't even seem to notice his friend had disintegrated! His gluttony for meat had completely overwhelmed his reason.
Right now, he was busy chomping down on the steak, tearing it apart with his teeth and wiping the raw blood on his clawed hands. Totally barbaric.
Then he shoved the three apples into his mouth, eating as if he hadn't had a meal in weeks.
After finishing, he did a little jig—a creepy, celebratory dance—before his cackling faded. Now he was growling again, prowling around my territory, lifting every rock, checking every vine and blade of grass, probably searching for more food.
I see. So you're still hungry, huh?
I smirked to myself.
Unlucky for you, I'm hungry too~
Now that I knew goblins could be a good source of points, how could I possibly let it get away—especially now that he was inside my territory?!
Muahahaha!
But the real question was: how the hell do I kill you now?
The other goblin had been killed in a fight, but this one was alone now. It wasn't like another creature would just appear and do the job for me. Right?
Hmmm…
I thought for a second.
Oh wait…
There is!
Isn't there… a whole army SLEEPING inside my castle right now?
With that thought, I opened the door to the main hall and dropped another piece of meat to lure the goblin.
And as expected, he took the bait.
"YAR! MYAT!!!"
He shouted happily, strolling unsuspectingly into the hall. He picked up the steak and sank his teeth into it.
Kaka, eat up.
EAT UP, YOU LITTLE BASTARD.
BECAUSE THIS IS GOING TO BE YOUR LAST MEAL!
I dropped another piece.
Then another.
Slowly, I lured him deeper inside… and down.
Into my basement of darkness.
Now then, goblin—
—you become my loot.
BAM!
I slammed the heavy shutters behind him.
The goblin startled—he realized he had been trapped!
He slammed his club against the door, desperate to break free.
But it was too late.
Behind the goblin, hundreds of pairs of glowing eyes locked onto him.
In nature, racoons are creatures often prefer to retreat and avoid confrontation with other animals. But when it comes to defending their territory, or their young. it's a different story.
Needless to say, what happened next was brutal.
The goblin fought back valiantly. But the raccoons were too many. He was overwhelmed.
His screams of agony shook the castle as his body was torn apart, limb by limb.