Adventures Of A Goblin

hmm.... This could end up being a problem".

If the Trolls are truly a specie that are afraid of the sunlight like Orun had assumed, they will have a hard time living in the desert composed of sand and the harsh raining down of the sun.

Even if he did manage to build a shelter for them, it will not solve the entire problem, but only serve to set a restriction on how far, and which place they can go within the desert range.

"is there something troubling you Lord Orun".

Orun had stayed quiet for too long, with his eyes still in the direction of the Trolls cave, looking at it like something was going on there.

"the Trolls. Do you know if they are a specie that reacts negatively to the effect of sunlight".

Orun did not want to jump to conclusions on his assumptions, not when he had someone to confirm from at least.

"yes, they are. That is why you can only see them all copped up in caves. I thought this was common knowledge to all monsters, so even Lord Orun should have known about it".

"this really is going to be a problem".

Orun thought twice on what to do. The presence of the Trolls that he is feeling from where he stood, are roughly on the level of how the Minotaurs were once like.

He is certain that with just the right amount of mana used to name them, they can rise up to become formidable monsters.

But what good will it do him if they become formidable and also ends up being restricted in their range of actions and movement.

An idea popped up in Orun's head during his dilemma moment on what to do about the Trolls.

The reason why the Trolls are afraid of the sunlight, is because it will make their body solid, turning them into an immovable, lifeless stone, or at least that is what he heard.

Once he names them, they are bound to undergo an evolution mutation like the Minotaurs and the Wyverns did, an evolution that will grant them a certain amount of resistance toward the fire attribute, due to the nature of the core that is used to name them.

The heat from the sun, is what changes the Trolls constitution from living rock to a non-living rock.

If Orun's theory is correct, the Trolls should be able to avoid turning to stones once they are named by him, and acquire the fire resistance ability.

Fire is the means through which heat is generated, and the sun, is just one massive rays of fire, burning at a degree that compacts its form as something distinguishable from fire.

Nonetheless, the sun can still be considered as a form of fire, with the origin of fire itself, being the sun.

"okay, I am going to risk it".

Orun still does not know what the result is going to end up as, but he was willing to give it a chance.

Like the saying goes; no risk, no gain. With the goal he is aiming toward, he has to be ready to take risks no matter how big or small it is.

"Monryck, be prepared for an emergency landing".

"what!".

Orun was close to letting go of Monryck's horn when he was stopped by his surprised tone.

"what is it".

"are you not going down with me".

"why should I".

Monryck had no words to reply him with. In the first instance, what does he mean by why should I?

Everything from how he joined Orun to him being here, is all because of Orun's plan. If so, is it not only right that he take the responsibility of recruiting the other race like he had done to him.

"i brought you because I was going to assign the task of recruiting the Trolls over to you".

"what about you? Why did you come with me if you are not going to do anything".

"who said I wasn't going to do anything? My reason for coming here, is so I can name them, and also transport them all using the mass teleportation".

"but...what am I supposed to do down there? They are Trolls, they will attack me upon setting their eyes on me".

"do the same thing I did to you, and make sure you don't kill any of them. Now, off you go".

"WAITTTTTtttttttt....."

His voice got more silent the father down he goes, until nothing could be heard within the normal hearing range.

*THUD!!*

Monryck managed to pull off a safe landing after being thrown down by Orun.

'what the hell? Do what he did to me? What the hell does he mean by that?'

Monryck getting down, was lost on what to do next. According to Orun, he is to fight off the Trolls guarding the entrance and make his way deeper into the cave, but then what next after that?

For one, he is not even sure of himself that he has the power to repel a group of Trolls, and still have the stamina left to fight off their leader.

The Trolls, are a specie born with natural strength on the same length as the Minotaur specie.

Even if he has evolved, he does not know how far his evolution has taken him, because he did not have the time to test himself out.

After his evolution, Monryck could remember that things only got more busy for him with Orun by his side, and having to attend regular meetings to discuss what they are going to do going forward.

Never in Monryck's life would he have dreamed or imagined that a time would come when he will be seated down in the midst of two outrageously powerful monster kind, all just so they can talk about land reformation, and how to acquire sustainable products for the race.

Most of what was being talked about by Orun and Wildria, was foreign to him, and all he could do to contribute to what they were saying, is watch as they ramble on.

Monryck raised his head up, and saw that the Trolls who were guarding the entrance to the cave, already has their eyes on him.

"screw this!".

Monryck decided to leave logic behind and go in all out. Surely, Orun would not stand by and let anything happen to him if he fails.