Lilly's accident had nearly scared the little family to death.

  Luckily, it was nothing serious. Apparently, she had only temporarily lost consciousness from over-excitement from the good news Jack had brought her.

  Perhaps there was some truth to the expression "so happy I could die"? Either way, every time he would glance her way, she'd reassure him that she was fine.

  "I'm perfectly alright, see!" Or so she said, doing jumping jacks to prove it.

  This just left one issue….

  — Ring! Ring! Ring! —


  "I have some nice antiques to sell. We can meet and—"

  "Persistent motherfucking bastard!!! Leave me alone, or I'll fucking call the cops on your ass! I don't want some useless antiques. How about you call a goddamn museum?!"

  He had the right guy, but it seemed like he really did not care one bit. This was so different from the man he had known back then.

  Option 1: Jack's actions had changed something

  Option 2: He was simply too early for this "event."

  He could only leave it to fate and patiently wait. Worst case, there was always kidnapping as a last recourse.

  In any case, things slowly returned to normal…Except that sometimes he'd find her scowling at the statue, whispering, "What are you hiding?"

  She had failed to uncover anything about it, and her curiosity was growing. For some reason, she had also started asking questions about Moon Moon.

  He couldn't help but grin when he saw her take out the VR helmet to "investigate". Unsurprisingly she wanted to experience the game by herself, keeping her user name a secret.

  He would wait for her….

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  As Jack logged back in, he almost choked. Everywhere around him, there were cultists, a chained fishman in their midst.

  "What's up?"

  "Master, you're back! The ritual has been a success! It's like this… the many guilds are petitioning against D.L. The fools are trying to rise against us in a holy crusade."

  "So? Isn't that a regular day for us?" He asked, perplexed.

  "Right! Master, but this time is different. They've started badmouthing us on the forums, and it has affected our conversion process." He stated as if it was a catastrophe.

  As he checked the forum, he couldn't help but chuckle. There were so many complaints. They listed problems one by one.

  Swamp —> Was just too deadly

  Eternal Mines —> Temporarily blocked by MTG

  Greenwood Forest —> Still plagued By Invisible Deer

  Deep Rock Canyon —> People getting killed by Goblins

  The Field —> They were jealous of the Trident-libur business.

  Very Wet Lake —> People were still pissed about the mermaid thing

  Author: Monday Berserker

  There were already plenty of likes on it.

  "So, what is the real problem?"

  "It's like this. Do we have permission to assassinate the Mayor?" They asked, looking all innocent.

  "W-what?!"

  "We need to show our magnificence, and for this, a church would definitely help. But, the current Mayor is very adamantly against it. That's why…."

  No shit, he hadn't accepted! Building a "Demon King" altar was beyond a death flag. How many destruction quests would it generate if they weren't careful?

  "So the issue is that you can't convert the players successfully? Here's what you'll want to do instead." Jack started whispering in his ears.

  The more he heard and the more excited he became.

  "Thank you for your teachings, my lord!!!"

  They quickly packed their sacrificial stuff, leaving to busy themselves. There was an easy way to get to a mayor —> His wife/mistresses.

  Sometimes, the forceful approach wasn't the most effective one. It just happened that he needed to meet the man. He quickly went to ask him for a travel token toward Timber City.

  "What?! You want to leave our Town already?!" The NPC acted incredibly surprised.

  "I must, thus is the nature of Braves, even if it pains my heart." A few kind words would never hurt.

  "It's impossible. They've closed their doors to strangers."

  "?!?"

  "It's simple. There are too many unknown variables in our land. They're afraid that spies from other races will use the occasion to sneak inside their walls.

  "How about it, let me bring peace to the land! I'll make sure not to disappoint you!"

  [The Mayor is Observing You…]

  "Alright, since I've heard good things about you from the Militia Commander."

  [Ding! New Quest: The Mayor's Worries!]

  [Bring Peace to the Surrounding Areas!]

  [*PS: This Quest Can Be Shared!]

  Little did the NPC know, this had been an incredibly grave mistake.

  As soon as Jack shared it with his people, they instantly interpreted it in their usual manner. Bringing peace? = Conquering!

  The little sanity they still had left suddenly disappeared. It didn't help that Jack had recently started project Goblin Brainwashing.

  A small part of the Pumpkin Farm had been dedicated to teaching the goblins envoy. The more they learned about human culture and the more they changed.

  Jack even gave them lessons personally, the blind goblin girl his most devout student.

  "Hello, everyone, and welcome to how to defeat a player 101!" He had about a hundred torture methods on the blackboard, all highly effective.

  "T-teacher, why can't we just stuff their stomachs full of rocks?" She'd ask in her cute voice.

  "Because Braves can always skip the torture. Hence the best way is to use interrogation methods that they'll always remember.

  After a few days of effort, Jack finally established the very first goblin/human corp of this world. He had even used his now meager funds to buy them shiny half-decent armor.

  The rest was simple, especially considering his high leadership stat. Of course, they drank every one of the words he spoke in goblin, and they marched together.

  They made the earth tremble everywhere they went, scaring the players away. Still, slowly but surely, they returned the peace to the land.

  They hunted the troublesome enemies and assisted the D.L. players who were struggling. The more they killed, the better they felt.

  All this time, many were too scared to stop them for two reasons:

  1. There were really a lot of them.

  2. Jack's cause had been approved by the Mayor.

  People had been complaining about them? Now they would be crying! Just like that started the complete domination of the hunting fields by D.L.

  [Slain! Invisible Deer!]

  [Slain Elder Crab of The Lake!]

  [Slain Mountain-Like Living boulder!]

  [Slain Roaming Swamp Restless Spirit!]

  As he examined the many posts on the forum that were complaining about the KS and abuse of power, he couldn't help but chuckle. They hadn't seen anything yet……