GOBLIN'S HAREM- CH-79. Pig headed man!

On the other side, Lorraine and Babel were not idle either.

Lorraine often patrolled the training ground with Babel. The two exchanged tactical concepts and combat postures, deepening their understanding and trust of each other through eye contact and body language.

After repeated training sessions, Lorraine could feel Babel's attitude toward him gradually soften, shifting from initial resistance and resentment to a cooperative relationship based on mutual respect.

Every evening, Lorraine and Babel would stand at the highest point of the tribe, observing the soldiers training under the sunset and planning the future of the tribe together.

In these quiet and hopeful moments, Lorraine could always sense a hint of tacit understanding and dependence in Babel's gradually softening gaze, which further convinced him that his choice was correct.

During the tense days of conquering the elven tribe, Freya had been an indispensable pillar of the tribe.

Lorraine knew very well that during this period, Freya not only took on the responsibility of daily management but also played a key role in combat command. Her exceptional leadership and combat prowess contributed greatly to the tribe's victories.

One evening, Lorraine found Freya busy training the canary girls. He observed her quietly for a while, watching as she commanded and adjusted their formations with precision. Her figure looked particularly heroic in the afterglow of the setting sun, surrounded by a magical halo, like a goddess on the battlefield.

Lorraine walked slowly toward her and, with a barely perceptible tenderness, said softly, "Freya, I have seen all your hard work. The tribe's order and strength today are thanks to your selfless dedication."

Hearing Lorraine's words, Freya briefly paused the baton in her hand, turned around, and a hint of surprise and tenderness flashed in her eyes.

"Lorraine, this is what I should do. For the tribe, I am willing to give everything."

Lorraine smiled slightly, pulled out an exquisite sword from his back, and handed it to her, "I found this sword during an expedition. It is imbued with powerful magic. I think no one deserves it more than you."

Freya took the sword and gently stroked the shining blade with her fingers. A touch of affection flashed in her eyes, "Thank you, Lorraine. With this sword, I will work even harder to protect the tribe."

Lorraine continued, "Although this sword is a reward for you, it is not yet fully forged. You will need to complete the forging process yourself."

"Perhaps you don't know how to forge yet. Don't worry. I can guide you. Just take it step by step and take the initiative in the process."

Hearing Lorraine's words, Freya nodded shyly.

Although she and Lorraine had exchanged knowledge on magic channeling before, this was the first time she would take the lead in forging a sword. However, Lorraine had never allowed anyone in the harem to take such initiative before, making this a special reward for Freya.

At that moment, the setting sun cast a blood-red glow over them. Lorraine's eyes were filled with deep admiration and trust for Freya, and she responded with equal determination.

Thus, Lorraine began to forge the sword with Freya.

In ancient times, a cutting-edge sword-making technique known as the steel-wrapping method was used by master swordsmiths. This method involved inserting a strong bar of fine steel between two pieces of softer wrought iron, using this structural combination to increase the sword's toughness and hardness.

Freya, though a novice, carefully adjusted the steel bar to ensure it was centered between the two pieces of wrought iron. As the forging progressed, she had to apply just the right amount of pressure to ensure the layers of metal bonded tightly together. This process required constant smoothing, wiping, and adjusting to prevent the steel from falling apart in the furnace.

For a beginner like Freya, this was indeed a challenge, and controlling the strength was critical. Too much force could deform or damage the steel, while too little would prevent the metal from achieving the ideal bond. Every hammer strike had to be precise and accurate. Her every movement revealed her concentration and meticulousness. Even as sweat dripped from her forehead, she remained vigilant.

Freya knew that only through repeated tempering could truly elite weapons be forged.

Lorraine stood by and watched. From his occasional frown, it was clear he recognized that Freya's skills still needed refinement, but he appreciated her effort and focus.

A week later, Lorraine was still commanding the tribe tirelessly.

He carefully planned and divided his goblins into three groups to optimize resource utilization and improve efficiency.

The first group was tasked with guarding the tribe and ensuring internal security.

The second group ventured deep into the Shadow Forest, continuing their search for the rock-hard [Magic Vines] to further strengthen the tribe's defenses.

Finally, the third group, consisting of a team of second-generation goblins with strong combat capabilities, was responsible for hunting to ensure the tribe had sufficient food supplies.

Although Lorraine had reclaimed farmland on fertile land near the tribe and planted seeds recovered from abandoned human soldier camps, it would take time before the new crops could be harvested. Until then, the tribe's food supply relied on traditional hunting and gathering.

Just as the tribe was enjoying this peaceful pastoral life, a goblin came running over breathlessly to report, "Oh no, Boss Lorraine! We've been attacked by pig-headed men!"

This sudden news shattered the peaceful atmosphere and plunged the entire tribe into a state of tension and alertness.

That day, Lorraine had just left the little priest's room and was on his way to the city gate when he heard a goblin rushing to report.

The goblin's face was full of panic, as if he had seen a ghost.

Upon hearing the report, Lorraine and Alice exchanged puzzled looks.

Pig-headed men?!

How could such creatures appear in the Shadow Forest?

"What's wrong? Shouldn't pig-headed men be elsewhere?" Freya, who was walking beside Lorraine, tilted her head and asked with confusion.

Alice, standing nearby, began to explain, "Well... pig-headed men usually live in the southern desert. It's impossible for them to appear in the Shadow Forest. The creatures here are all jungle monsters. Pig-headed men aren't suited to forest environments."

Lorraine examined the wound on the goblin's arm and asked with concern, "How are the casualties? And your injury—is it serious?"

Lorraine was well-versed in the art of winning over his subordinates.

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