Oliver is an ordinary goblin. He only likes to live in the snow-covered tower city and stay in the messy and warm bell towers.

There, it can sit safely by the fire, making a rocking chair while gazing at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

But for some reason, the leader actually sent him to bring 100 brothers to the elves' territory to guard the abandoned ore factory.

Oliver was very puzzled and even more dissatisfied with the environment in the Elf Forest.

But it has no choice.

When it was bored playing with the watch in its arms and thinking about when it would return to the cute bell tower, bursts of fragrance suddenly drifted in the air.

"Hmm?" Oliver looked up alertly, and the throwing iron ball in his hand turned at high speed.

"Zhizhi, Captain, is there any situation?" The brothers next to them looked up and waited for the order. They knew that they were weak little creatures on the entire continent, but gathered together, the terrifying number and iron balls could cause serious injuries even if they hit those high-level creatures.

Oliver looked far away and there was no trace.

"It seems that I'm too careful." It lowered its head and continued to play with the pocket watch.

"Ah!" A scream rang out.

Oliver opened his eyes and was covered with red eyes on his towering nose, and he sprayed his anger: "Who is here to make trouble?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!