The minutes passed, everyone looked on at the goblins in sheer silence. They held their breath as the sea of goblins started to thin out until every single goblin had disappeared into the hole.
1001 goblins were now inside the tiny space, he still could not believe how so many of them fit into the small tight hole of the women…even though they had given their all with the tiny shovels, it should have never fit that many goblins.
It was silent, way too silent so he jumped down from his lookout spot on a tree and approached the trap for the goblin with wariness in his eyes.
"Why was there no sound?" The thought accompanied a feeling of concern in Moros.
There should be tons of screaming goblins wanting to get out of the hole, or at least some noise from the goblin that had fun with the garments. Yet, there was absolute nothing that entered his ears.
As he came closer and closer to the hole his worry only grew. These bastards must be plotting something, otherwise they could never stand quiet for such a long time.
Yet, Moros still had to confirm, because he needed to see everything with his own eyes. He needed to see all these goblins in there, otherwise he would never be able to rest easy.
Or should he just throw a mother in there and see if there would come out a new tone?
How should he sell it to them though? "Dearest naked mother, would you kindly jump into the pit of horny goblins that will likely tear you apart?"
Moros shook his head, that did not seem that convincing. He would also lose the chance to use them for future bait purposes. Catching these goblins on his own, would be a death sentence for him.
He would never be able to get out of debt if he had to catch them one by one.
The defender of chivalry now arrived at the deep trap and peered over the edge…there it was, a lot of nothing.
There was dirt, earth and the net, but any goblin was nowhere to be seen.
Clicking his teeth Moros decided to climb down the hole himself, that is what he would have done if he was dumb. Moros with his high IQ, would just use the new goblin that just volunteered.
Another horny candidate that had just arrived a bit too late to follow its brethren.
Moros grabbed the goblin by the throat and descended with it down the hole. The goblin did not resist; it merely panted heavily and his lower head was ready for action.
Looking at the small dent in his loincloth, he felt sorry for any female goblin.
It did not take long for Moros to arrive at the bottom of the hole itself. The hole itself had not even been deep enough to capture more than 50 goblins…which raised valid questions.
Where are they?
Moros looked at the pile of underwear still lying around and looked at the goblin, who only had eyes for the clothes.
Moros flung the monster in his hand to the underwear keeping a keen watch as to what would happen. The creature flew gracefully, still as horny and landed on the pile of underwear before disappearing into thin air from one second to the next.
He had seen it, but he could not believe it. What kind of sorcery was this? How should he capture goblins if they all just disappeared when they touched the net, which was left for him here?
Where did they even go?
Yet, many new goblins jumped in from the top, some of them bounced off of Moros' head, causing him to tell them just how much he loved them.
They still disappeared inside the net without waiting for Moros' words to insult three generations of their lineage.
He needed to talk to the insect guy and have a word with him. Working under these conditions was not something he was willing to endure. He, at least, needed a way to make money and if the hole took all the credit for him there was no way he would ever make some.
With anger motivating him he stepped out of the hole and made his way back.
The realisation struck him soon after…maybe the net transports them to the collection site of the company. The more Moros thought about it, the more sense it made.
Moros knew absolutely nothing about how it even worked, but nets don't magically suck up goblins and nothing else. Maybe it was some super, secret kind of net that could do it.
As long as it didn't absorb him or the worn underwear he could continue to easily farm the goblins. Once again Moros was impressed by how good his plans totally were.
That those did not bust or perfectly worked out so far, was certainly much just a display of his BIG brain and not stupid dumb luck and coincidence atop of coincidences.
Moros with newfound confidence had already determined the next strategy to maximise the rate for getting even more goblins into the hole.
If the naked woman's smell could only attract these goblins in a certain radius, he would just take one of them on a sightseeing tour and sprint around the woods.
With a grin on his face, he approached the grouping of women.
"All the creatures have been captured, thanks to your tireless work!"
The descendant of the Terra family bowed in front of these women, he needed their goodwill. As his father never grew tired of repeating.
If you want something from people, be nice, be good-willed and show manners. If they want something from you, take everything nice with a good will; that is considered good manners.
If they were already willing to dig a hole and hand over all their clothes, it would be unwise to just ask for more without returning some nice words first.
"I do not have any idea how I could ever return the favour," spoken like the humblest of servants, he carefully made them feel great about what they have done.
If he did not need someone to guide the way for him, he would just have taken one of them. The last time he trusted his sense of direction he plunged off of a cliff, so being a nice guy in debt was the least of his worries.
"Lift your head, hero! We just did what was necessary for the sake of our children. We should be the ones to thank you!"
Moros did not lift his head, but a big, knowing grin plastered his face. Soon he would hear those magical words that would start his new plan for getting out of debt really, really fast.
"If there is anything we can do for you, please let us know."
The magical words had been spoken and Moros lifted his head with the warmest of smiles to meet the beautiful mothers and make use of their offer.
"While we did capture a lot of goblins, there still is a risk of other goblins to replace them…"
Moros took a meaningful pause, to make it so that the mothers could realise the agency of his next words.
"The only way to ensure the safety of your village will be by getting even more goblins into the hole you have dug. Yet, these green monsters can only be lured by your presence…"
"It pains me to say it…but I need another volunteer to accompany me to lure out more dangerous goblins. That one will have to point me to the location of the hole, since I have to focus on avoiding the goblins."
That was, of course, a total lie─Moros had absolutely no idea where he was in this forest. Though, that was not something these lovely ladies had to know about. And he just needed one of them to be willing.
He had not to wait long till a woman stepped forward with a big smile, beating several women to the punch.
"I would be more than willing to accompany 'for the sake of the village'."
Moros was very thankful for her cooperation. Still, did she mean something else with her words? Why would she put such a strange emphasis on those last words?
Well, he did not care about it. He just needed a lady without clothes to carry around and lure the goblins with. Whatever else she implied did not matter to him.
"It would be very kind of you, if you were to provide more clothes of yours that carry your smell from time to time. Do a few exercises here and there, so we can beat these goblins one and for all."
Moros did not consider how weird this request must sound to others. Luckily for him, the others did consider him a hero, so they would just do as he asked and throw in their clothing from time to time.
The few remaining men of the village would certainly not be opposed to their heroic deeds, right?
The woman spoke up in unison.
"Yes, saviour we shall aid you in your quest to rid this world of the evil goblins."
With a nod, he thanked each one of them loudly for their bravery and praised their stupidity on the inside of his brain.
The volunteer introduced herself as Mandy. Mandy was a lovely lady, who Moros casually flung over his shoulders, as if she was a sack of rice.
With his navigation system at the ready, he made his way forward to lure more goblins into the net. With money and the debt in my mind, he took swift action and moved deep into a random direction.
He needed to spread that womanly aroma around to get these brainless, horny, green things to follow the trail. Moros already knew the results would be worth it.
The woman in all her well-endowed beauty was whispering naughty offers in Moros' ear that would make a lesser man falter, but not a man of his calibre. In fact, he did not even hear her…for he was searching for the love of his life─money.
And Moros knew… He NEEDED MORE MONEY!!!