
Back in the time where Mavis and his followers arrived at the goblin settlement. Mavis was completely unnerved by the change after change seen in that place. Especially in the development sector, the prince did not expect the goblins would make their way in the depths of the forest as well as monitoring posts. Making the group brought by Mavis from the border region, can be faster to get to the settlement.
"Oh yeah, I didn't see the camp of the goblins you guys were talking about before. Have they all decided to join?"
Currently Mavis is in the hall of the building which is devoted as a meeting room. He sat on the throne, wearing casual clothes, he talked to the higher-ups in the settlement. In front of him were already lined up his subordinates, Ivar, Bellatrix, Luna, Merlin, and Isabella. The four female goblins were the four field heads assigned by Mavis.
Each of them was wearing new clothes, the result of the crafts made by the goblins. Although still not able to menyyingi clothes commonly worn by humans, at least the goblins did not use clothes with just a few strands of dry leaves and rope to cover the genital part. Thus their present look seemed more polite. Mavis personally became more comfortable when talking to them, because before she was always uncomfortable when talking to goblins inevitably she had to see their sights that were so vulgar.
Actually for the female goblins, Mavis was not that troubled. Although they had poor looks, they were still female goblins that had their own charms. Unlike the case with the male goblins, who were previously naked and only used a few leaves made in such a way as to cover the bottom of it. They are very similar to ancient humans in the history books of Mavis's previous life.
"Really, Milord. They have joined us. According to what is recorded in the record books, they must be one hundred and seventy-two, which includes three of their previous chieftains" Ivar said.
"Three chieftains?" Mavis raised one of his eyebrows and allowed him to sit. After hearing the explanation from Ivar, Mavis only learned that the goblin race actually has their own group. Isn't that no different from humans? As well as Africans, asians, Europeans who each have differences in their previous lives.
Merlin smiled and saluted with one of his hands on his chest, before finally saying, "Master, let me explain."
"Yes, say."
"Before, I've spoken to the three chiefs several times. From him I know little of them, sir. Basically they come from three goblin families, each of which has its own territory and regulations. The three goblin tribes were made up of sharp-edged goblins, large-footed goblins and ancient-marked goblins. Inside, there was a goblin chieftain who would lead their respective territories."
"All right, enough."
Mavis nodded as a gesture for Merlin to stop explaining to him. He was actually not interested in knowing more about them. Most importantly as long as they could contribute within the settlement as well as not do anything detrimental, the Mavis did not mind about their origin.
"Then, let me look at the three chiefs. Merlin, you go and bring them before me" said Mavis with a smile on her face.
"Good, Sir." Merlin happily smiled and slowly retreated. Then he turned around and walked away leaving the meeting hall.
"While Merlin went to call them. Bellatrix, give me a report on the school development I asked for before" Mavis said.
"Okay sir, regarding the school construction plan that you gave me, it has been completely completed thanks to the help of the development team. The building called the school was in two floors, with a total of twelve rooms."
"After the school officially opened to the public, there have been many applications from residents to be able to get a position as a teacher. However, I have chosen nine among them who truly have abilities that can be taught to children later."
"The teachers are from elders and knowledgeable female goblins. They teach children everything related to independence. Some have also been devoted to educating children's characters, in order that they grow up with intelligence and better traits."
"Master, until now there have been eight students in the first generation at the school. Twenty-one disciples in the second generation and thirty-four third generation disciples." Bellatrik with sparkling eyes checked the little book he always carried in his bag. He reported the results of his hard work so fully, hoping that his master would be happy and praise him.