Chapter 3: Welp. We’re Dead.
"Food! Food together!!"
Roars of approval erupted from the surrounding goblin crowd as they banged weapons and shields together.
The Goblin Lord allowed this for a few seconds before raising his hand. Silence overtook the crowd almost instantly, allowing him to speak.
"My fellow goblins, today marks a splendid day. Not only have our new gods bestowed upon us a fine woman, allowing us to finally resume our natural rituals, but he has also given us a hearty meal!"
Turning to Lukas and the tied woman, he offered a bow and said, "Praise be thee and our chief deity."
Although applause was held back, Lukas could see hunger on everyone's face. They weren't here to listen to their lord speak. They wanted food...
And even if that lady was dangerous, there was no possible way for her to help. They had literally bound every part of her body they could.
Which meant he was alone, with nothing more than his mouth as a weapon.
'Shouldn't be too hard, right? I mean, I already sweet talked a god into giving me useless op rewards.'