Several hours later the door to the breeding room opened, with several goblin girls coming inside. These girls were noticeably more attractive than the other goblins I had seen. Their hair was taken care of. and not a dirty mat of tangles. One had blonde hair, one had brown hair and one had red hair. Their chests and behinds were well developed for a goblin. They reminded me of the types of girls who liked to gossip over a cup of coffee before work. They seemed rather happy, each them giggling in turn as they began to clean up their respective "work station".
I could not help by shake my head as I observed them, and could not help by compare what I knew of my own appearance to them. I was born flat as a board. Which to me was a godsend, after all I was once a Male. My hair was still rather short, and I did not even know its color. All I knew of myself at this point in time is that I had green skin. I shook my head and moved quickly as I took the opportunity to exit the open door. The fat smelly goblin once again was guarding it.
I noticed my body had become slightly awkward as I was walking. My chest felt heavier, and my hips were much wider than before. Instinctively I knew that if I were to start speaking my voice would crack in a most unattractive way. I Was going through puberty!
My chest felt tight as I realized that I had no choice but to act as soon as possible. The only result if I did not would be to end up like that human girl in the breeding room, because I knew there would be no way that I would be one of those laughing prostitutes before their shift.
I hurried back to the library, but when I went in, I noticed the "Library" itself was gone, what replaced it was a simple room without any furniture. I looked around in confusion before checking my map. This is in fact the place where the library was supposed to be.
I scratched my head in confusion but let it be. This was not something that I could solve in a short amount of time. Instead I silently thanked old pointy hat for the help he had given me.
With the library gone, I had one last stop to make before I began my escape. That's right! I would once again head to that wonderful room that had become my bathroom.
As I crept down the halls, I noticed that the amount of goblin guards in the area was much higher than before. Not only that, there were several goblin servants running around the hall in what seemed to be a hurry.
I hid in a corner and began to listen to the gossiping of the goblins. Really, they were no better than the girls from the breeding room. I shook my head as I listened. Apparently, the chief had been in a battle with a group of adventurers, he was incredibly injured and forced to stay in his bed as they attempted to heal him.
I was curious, before I left this place behind perhaps, I should actually see the chieftain. I had nothing better to do at the moment anyways, so I followed a servant who seemed in a rush to get somewhere.
To my surprise the goblin headed towards my improvised bathroom. The guards parted ways as the servant walked into the room carrying a large pot of water.
Inside a large hobgoblin with several piercings lay on my improvised toilet. His breathing was rough. and I could see a large gash on his chest. I was no expert but it seemed that his lung had been pierced.
As I followed the servant in an idea filled my head. I slowly made my way over to the hobgoblin. I could tell from the movement of his eyes that he had noticed me, fortunately for me he was unable to speak. From the table next to him I grabbed a knife. It was a rather long knife, any longer and it would be classified as a short sword. In my small hands it seemed more like a great sword, as I had still yet to fully mature and stood around 3 feet tall. In comparison the hobgoblin in front of me was twice my size.
I moved carefully as I approached the dying Hobgoblin chieftain. The large dagger in my hands trembled as its weight was rather high compared to my meager strength. Still. I managed to lift the dagger above my head. Around me the Goblins were working, unaware of my presence, or the fate that awaited their chieftain.
I aimed the blade, as I thrust it down into his eye with all my strength. Before the goblins around me could register my presence I once again entered stealth.
The system rang out with several notifications.