Chapter 237:

Chapter 237 Placing The Order

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Larry stood up, keeping a supportive hand on Hermit's shoulder. He turned to Suzuka, who had been observing the exchange with annoyance.

"Helen," Larry began, "I understand that the goblin might not grasp the bigger picture, but you need to make sure he sees the value of his sacrifice. We don't want him undermining the efforts you're putting into creating a sanctuary for him and his kind."

Suzuka, though initially irked by the scene, nodded in agreement. She knew Larry had a point. Having the goblin down and unmotivated posed some problems to her plans of him leading the goblins in doing her bidding. With a warmer tone than usual, she said, "You're right, Larry. I need to make him understand. Hermit, come here," she commanded in a tone that demanded attention.

The goblin reluctantly pulled away from Larry's comforting presence and shuffled toward Suzuka, his eyes still puffy from crying. Suzuka crouched down to his level and, with a stern gaze, addressed him, "Listen carefully, Hermit. I know it might be hard for you to comprehend, considering your brain is the size of a nut, but what we're doing here is for your good. Your treasures are not gone; they're an investment in the future of your kind."

Hermit sniffled but looked up at Suzuka with a mixture of confusion and stupor, more hurt than comforted by her careless words. Suzuka continued, "Like I said many times before. We're building a place where goblins won't have to endure the misery of the breeding farms. A haven where they can live without fear. Your contribution, no matter how small it seems now, plays a crucial role in making that happen."

Larry added, "You're a hero, Hermit - a hero to your fellow goblins. Your sacrifice ensures a chance at a better life for them. You're not losing, you're giving. And that makes you an essential part of something much bigger than yourself."

Hermit wiped away a lingering tear, the words slowly sinking in. Suzuka could see the gears turning in his tiny goblin brain as he tried to make sense of the situation. After a moment of contemplative silence, he nodded, still not entirely convinced but willing to trust their words.

Suzuka satisfied that they had managed to get through to the goblin, stood up, her satisfaction etched on her face in the subtle curve of her lips. 

"Now that our little goblin friend is on board, Larry, you can escort him back to his humble shed," Suzuka said, her gaze shifting from the recovering goblin to Larry. 

"I've got some important matters to attend to. The blueprint for the goblin district and the resources for our town's initiation won't order themselves, after all."

Larry nodded in understanding, his large frame towering over the diminutive goblin. 

"Sure thing, Helen. I'll make sure our green friend here finds his way back. And congratulations on securing the funds for the blueprint and resources. Well then, see you later."

As Suzuka made her way out of the guild hall, Larry led Hermit toward the exit. Along the way, the goblin couldn't help but glance back at Suzuka, a mix of confusion and stress in his eyes. Larry, noticing the goblin's lingering look, offered a reassuring pat on his small, green shoulder.

"Don't worry, Hermit. You might not understand everything now, but it will make sense in time. Just follow Helen's lead, and you'll see the good things to come. But hey! You did great today and deserved a rest and a snack! Come on, Hermit. Let's get you back to the shed. Just no more window adventures, okay?" Larry said, gesturing for the goblin to follow him.

 The goblin hesitated for a moment before turning to Larry with a mix of gratitude and bliss. 

"Mmmm... Snack... I promise, no more windows... even if the big fart stinks bad and burn my sniffer. Also, thank you, Larry. Even if I don't fully understand it all, I appreciate what you and Master are doing for us goblins. Thank you, Larry... you are a real friend."

Larry offered a reassuring smile.

 "You'll get used to it, Hermit. Just hang in there. We're building something better for your kind. It won't be long now, I promise."

Suzuka's mind buzzed with plans and strategies as she walked in the street. The funds she had acquired were a significant step forward, but there were countless challenges ahead. She needed to liaise with the architect, coordinate with suppliers, and oversee the initial stages of construction. The town's vision was gradually materializing, and Suzuka was determined to see it through.

She was now on her way to the architect's office, a skilled professional named Elara, who was well-known for her work on various construction projects. Suzuka had already discussed town plans with her and she was in the process of drafting a blueprint for the goblin district.

Entering Elara's office, Suzuka was greeted by the smell of fresh parchment and the sound of quills scratching against paper. Elara looked up from her drafting table, a smile appearing on her face as she saw Suzuka.

"Ah, Helen! I've been working on the blueprint for the Goblin district. I believe I've captured the essence of what you're envisioning. Care to take a look? It's just a rough draft I scribbled in my free time but it will help to get the picture of what it might look like." she offered.

Suzuka nodded, her eyes scanning the detailed blueprint spread out before her. The goblin district, though modest, was carefully designed to accommodate the unique needs of goblins. Elara had taken into account their size, preferences, and the communal living style they were accustomed to.

"This looks great, Elara. Just what I was looking for and I'm sure the goblins will appreciate the effort you've put into it," Suzuka remarked.

Elara beamed with pride at Suzuka's approval.

 "I'm glad you think so, Helen. It's been a fascinating challenge, considering the distinct characteristics of goblin architecture and lifestyle. I've incorporated communal spaces, communal sleeping quarters, and areas for their daily activities. I've also marked potential areas for resource gathering and marked most efficient farming plots to grow crops."

Suzuka's eyes roamed over the blueprint, taking in the thoughtful details.

 "You've thought of everything, Elara. I'm impressed. The goblins might not express it openly, but this will mean the world to them."

While Suzuka admired the blueprint, Elara's expression turned thoughtful.

 "By the way, Helen, I was wondering about the funds. Do you have the necessary coins to start the construction based on this design? Of course, I am not rushing you, just asking."

Suzuka nodded, a confident smile playing on her lips. 

"Yes, I've managed to gather the funds. I got lucky and stumbled upon a small treasure while on a quest. I will be ordering your service, as we agreed, 30 gold coins for a town foundation and goblin district blueprint."

Elara pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and leaned back in her chair, her eyes reflecting excitement.

 "I'm glad to be of help. The finished final sketch will take a bit of time, check on me in a week or so. I should be done by then."

Suzuka nodded in agreement.

 "Perfect. Let's get the ball rolling. I've got the funds to cover the initial expenses and I'll work on acquiring more as the construction progresses. Thank you, Elara. You're a great help."

After paying Elara Suzuka left the architect's office, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. The first steps of her plan were in motion, and her vision of her town was starting to materialize. Even if it was just the goblin district.

Done with the architect she went to meet with Walter, the blacksmith. She entered his shop, the familiar chime of the door announcing her arrival. Walter looked up from behind the counter, his eyes lighting up as he recognized her.

"Ah, Helen! Good to see you. Ready to proceed with your plan?" he asked, wiping his hands on a dirty rag.

 Suzuka smiled, "Absolutely, Walter. I've got the funds we discussed, and I'm ready to order the tools and supplies we need. We'll be focusing on the goblin district first, so I'll need my little building crew those tools, everything designed to fit their size."

Walter seized the moment to bring up another matter. Leaning on the counter with a sly grin, he remarked, "Helen, my friend, there's one thing you haven't considered in your grand plans for the goblin town."

 "And what's that, Walter?"

The wily merchant's eyes twinkled with mischief, his grin widened as he seized the opportunity to potentially add more to his bill.

"Clothing, my dear. I've been pondering the state these goblins will be in when you rescue them. Picture this - a bunch of naked goblins scuttling around your town with goblin bits and balls dangling freely. Not the most welcoming sight, is it? Unless you into that."

Suzuka narrowed her eyes at Walter, unamused by his attempt to play on her sense of decency and practicality. She knew he was trying to squeeze more gold from her pockets, but the mention of naked goblins did make her consider the practical aspect of the situation.

"Fine, Walter," she sighed, "Order some basic clothing and essentials. I don't want to deal with the logistics of a town full of naked goblins. But keep it simple and cost-effective. We're not running a fashion show for goblins. Also, order the cheapest possible pillows, blankets, and two bowls for each goblin. They need a warm place to sleep on and something to eat from. But let's not get carried away. We're working on a tight budget here. When I say 'cheapest possible,' I mean it."

Walter feigned an offended expression.

 "Helen, my dear, I'm hurt that you'd doubt my ability to provide quality at an affordable price. Rest assured, I'll give you the best deal in town." Walter gave a jesting salute, and continued, "Your wishes are my commands, Helen. I'll take care of everything. You just focus on whatever grand plans you have for these goblins of yours."

As Suzuka listened to Walter's spiel, she couldn't help but feel a bit of skepticism. However, she maintained a polite facade, nodding along with a smile.

 "Oh, Walter, you truly are a lifesaver," she said, her tone a blend of gratitude and suspicion.

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