Chapter 8: Night Before The Goblin Tournament
[That Night]
A well-dressed female goblin with certain... features guided Lukas to his house. Although he had wanted to offer up the Goblin Lord's space as a common ground for everyone to visit, the goblins weren't having it.
"Our god live well!"
"We wants you live there!"
'Well, who am I to say no then?' Lukas decided.
As he took in the vast expanse of the deceased Goblin Lord's estate, Lukas knew that was a good decision. There was around an acre of smooth white marble leading up to a fairly large house that was surrounded by a few smaller outhouses.
The house seemed to be made out of some fine stone that complemented the marble perfectly. It was 2 stories tall, more than big enough for what Lukas had planned.
Lukas followed the female goblin through the front door and up an ornate staircase. As he looked around the interior of the house, it was impossible for him to hold his reaction. Multiple chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their candles lighting up the inside as if it were the middle of the day.
Some other candles let off a nice, aromatic scent.
Overall, the entire atmosphere was one he expected from a frivolous goblin who put his desires over his people's needs.
Although Lukas figured he could use his status as a god to scam them into giving him this lifestyle, he didn't want to. Not only because his conscience wouldn't allow him, but because he had other important things to do.