GOBLIN'S HAREM- CH-70. I Will Return as Many Arrows as You Shot**

Fortunately, the place where Jenna was standing was not very high from the ground—only seven or eight meters—so even if she fell directly, she would not be seriously injured. However, the accident left her looking particularly embarrassed. The green scout uniform she was wearing was torn to shreds by the branches, revealing her snow-white shoulders. The tattered fabric hinted at the chaos and intensity of the battle.

Lorraine approached and carefully examined the elf scout who had fallen into the trap. Jenna was about 1.7 meters tall, with an extremely slender figure and fair, translucent skin that seemed to radiate an otherworldly brilliance. Her long legs were slender and pale, and she wore a tight elf silk dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, making her look like a fairy stepping out of a painting. Combined with the fresh, noble aura that emanated from her, she resembled a princess from an ancient elven legend.

The expression of reluctance and resentment on Jenna's face clearly revealed her defeat. Her eyes shone with a mix of strength and sorrow, a complex blend of dignity and despair.

The goblins surrounding her, who had finally cooperated with Lorraine to capture the elf, were disappointed to see that she was so "ugly." Not only was she skinny, but she also had a pretty face. The goblins quickly averted their gazes, fearing that if they looked at her any longer, they might explode.

Lorraine's steps were steady and resolute as he walked up to Jenna. He coldly placed one foot on her head, pressing her cheek into the cold soil. A sneer appeared on his face, and his eyes flashed with indifference. He whispered sarcastically, "So, you're the one who's been lurking in the trees, spying on our tribe every day. Tell me, are you some kind of twisted psychopath? Even goblins aren't safe from your peeping."

Crushed underfoot, Jenna's face twisted in pain, but her eyes burned with anger. Although her body was growing numb from the effects of the [Degraded Liquid], her voice, though weak, was filled with defiance, "You despicable goblin! What have you done to me? You lowly creatures, how dare you!"

As the drug's effects intensified, Jenna found it increasingly difficult to speak. Each word seemed to require immense effort. She gradually lost control of her body, unable to perform even the simplest movements. Yet, her eyes remained locked on Lorraine, filled with unyielding spirit and defiance.

At Lorraine's signal, the surrounding goblins kept their distance, not daring to approach the furious elf. They felt an inexplicable awe for Jenna's strength and the unyielding light in her eyes.

Lorraine maintained his oppressive stance, but in his mind, he was already calculating how to use this elf to further consolidate his power and ensure the safety of his tribe.

Without wasting words, Lorraine made a cold declaration, "You've been defeated by me. Didn't you say you'd shoot me to death? It seems you enjoyed shooting at me. Well, I always repay my debts. Since you wanted to shoot me, I'll have no choice but to return the favor."

With that, Lorraine kicked her jade-white face, forcing it deeper into the mud. The once-proud and noble elf was now humiliated, crushed under the foot of a mere goblin.

"I'm sorry, Mother Babel. I've tarnished the glory of the elves. I was defeated by a lowly goblin." Jenna whispered in despair.

Lorraine wasted no time. He picked Jenna up and slung her over his shoulder like a trophy, carrying her all the way back to his bedroom. He then took her to an empty room, threw her onto the bed, and locked the door. The room was completely sealed, and with the [Degraded Liquid] still in effect, escape was impossible.

Although attacking the elven tribe was a top priority, Lorraine decided to first gain some experience points from Jenna to strengthen himself. This would increase his chances of success in the upcoming battle.

After leaving his bedroom, Lorraine instructed San and the others to organize the troops. He explained that he needed to handle something important, which would take about three hours. Once he was done, the army would march toward the elven tribe.

San and the others didn't question Lorraine's decision. Instead, their admiration for him grew. To think that their leader was willing to personally deal with the "ugly" elf for the sake of the tribe's victory! How noble!

With great respect, San and his companions began organizing their teams. The second-generation goblins were instructed to check their equipment, while the others stayed behind to guard the tribe.

Meanwhile, Jenna sat quietly on a wooden chair in a dimly lit room, washing her face and body with a basin of clear water. Despite being captured by goblins, the pride and dignity ingrained in her elven heritage would not allow her to remain stained. She scrubbed away every trace of dirt, determined to restore her cleanliness and composure.

However, just as she was finishing, the door creaked open. Lorraine stepped inside, his gaze fixed on Jenna. She looked up, her heart pounding with fear and anger, "Disgusting goblin! Stay away from me! Don't touch me!" She screamed, her voice trembling with desperation.

As Lorraine approached, Jenna scrambled to the corner of the bed, curling into a ball and trembling uncontrollably. Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded, "Please, just let me go. I want to go home."

Lorraine, however, felt only satisfaction at her fear, "Don't be afraid." He said mockingly, "I always keep my word. You shot me so many times before. Now, it's my turn to return the favor. I won't bully you—I'll return the same number of arrows you shot at me."

Ignoring Jenna's cries, Lorraine took her away...

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[The additional effect of the talent [Ultimate Growth Body] has activated. The host has acquired the talent skill [Elf Archery], a variant of the Elf Talent.]

[Elf Archery: Increases accuracy by 50%, allowing the host to master all types of archery. Additionally, the host can imbue arrows with magic to release highly accurate projectiles. The strength and size of the arrows depend on the user's level and magic power.]

[The talent [Ultimate Growth Body] has activated. The host has gained the growth value of Jenna, the daughter of the elven clan leader. A new monster girl species has been unlocked: elves. The level cap has been increased! Host, please continue to work hard to obtain new race girls! The current level cap is now level 30!]

[The additional effect of the talent [Ultimate Growth Body] has activated. The host has gained a large amount of experience points. The host's current level is 23!]

[Congratulations to the host for reaching the upper limit of level 30. The system rewards you with 30 free attribute points. Please allocate them freely.]

Lorraine checked the system panel and saw that his level had risen to 30. The overall strength of this alien continent was not particularly high, somewhat similar to the world of the Bone King. As such, level 30 was considered a medium level of strength here, and even a top-tier existence within the Shadow Forest.

With the level cap now broken, reaching level 30 was only a matter of time. After all, with the incredible [Ultimate Growth Body] talent, leveling up was no difficult task. Being able to grow stronger by focusing on building a harem—such a powerful talent was likely unique to a system designed for otherworldly travel.

The system had also generously rewarded him with 30 free attribute points, a significant increase compared to the usual 10. After some thought, Lorraine allocated all 30 points to his magic value.

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