Naruto: System Jinchuriki, Give Me Some Points!

After a rapid journey using [Divine Speed], the Goblin Paladin finally escaped the battlefield and arrived at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain.

At this moment, he was exhausted.

And just then, the time limit for the [Divine Speed] miracle expired.

The Goblin Paladin, whose legs were almost rotten from running, suddenly lost speed and plunged headfirst into the snow, rolling a dozen times while encased in his armor before finally coming to a stop.

"Cough, cough, cough…"

The Goblin Paladin quickly got up, cautiously on alert, and looked back with lingering fear.

No Shadow Clones were in pursuit.

In the distance, halfway up the Great Snow Mountain, that orange hue was still conspicuous.

The Goblin Paladin immediately breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "The King's decision to establish two nests, one overt and one hidden, was truly an incredibly wise choice!"

"Otherwise, the kingdom the King painstakingly built would have been completely annihilated by a single human youth!"

"If the King were here, we might not have lost. Yes, we might not have lost!"

"As long as the King is here, we can regroup and rise again."

Inside the Goblin Paladin's sunken helmet visor, a dark golden light flickered.

Even though he was a considerably high-ranking Goblin, the thought of the Goblin King still made him incredibly excited and filled with immense reverence.

Ignoring the snow stuck in the crevices of his armor, the Goblin Paladin approached a cliff face, wiped away the snow, found a natural fissure, and squeezed inside sideways.

Such a gap would likely be impossible for a Goblin Hero, with his massive physique, to enter.

However, the Goblin Paladin's build was similar to that of a normal human, allowing him to pass through easily.

Inside the fissure, there was a natural, intricate, and highly branched tunnel system.

Fortunately, Goblins' vision is naturally adapted to darkness, and their sense of smell is extremely keen; otherwise, it would be easy to get lost in the incredibly chaotic interior of the mountain.

After a while longer,

The Goblin Paladin reached the end of the tunnel, where the space suddenly opened up, becoming vast and "bright."

It was a large stone hall, clearly carved by hand, and in addition to torches embedded in rock crevices, it even had chandeliers, which are typically found only among humans.

Beneath the chandeliers, numerous wooden dining tables were arranged.

On the wooden tables were utensils plundered from human villages, such as knives, forks, bowls, and plates.

But the Goblins dining there seemed to be merely putting on a show, as they had never used the utensils.

They directly grabbed and gnawed with their hands, and even the bone fragments left after eating had not been cleared away, piled on the tables, left to rot, grow mold, and attract flies.

At the far end of the many wooden tables, a luxurious, intricately carved throne was placed.

The throne was covered with a relatively complete, snow-white animal hide, and seated upon it was a Goblin who appeared somewhat aged.

He wore splendid robes, a furry fur coat, held a skull staff, and wore a feathered crown, dressed somewhat like a Goblin Shaman.

But anyone who saw him knew that this fellow was absolutely not a Goblin Shaman!

He was even more dangerous than a Goblin Shaman!!

Deep-set eye sockets formed large shadows, yellowish eyes concealed a terrifying sharp glint, a green aquiline nose, and a narrow, high bridge.

Compared to the wretched appearance of other Goblins, he was more insidious and cunning, exuding an aura only found in those who have long held positions of power.

This was the true Goblin King!

At the same time, he was ranked sixteenth among the Sixteen Demon Generals of the Underworld.

"Guroka, why have you returned?"

"Did you not preside over the Green Moon ceremony?"

An old and majestic voice echoed through the empty stone hall.

The Goblin King half-lay, half-sat on the animal hide throne, looking very lazy, his sinister gaze sweeping over the tables and chairs, landing on the Goblin Paladin.

The Goblin Paladin strode to the front of the throne, knelt on both knees, respectfully and fanatically shouting, "My King!"

"Hmm?"

The Goblin King scrutinized the Goblin Paladin, his eyes suddenly widened, his half-lying body instantly sat upright, his claws gripping the armrests of the chair tightly, and he hastily asked, "Guroka, why are you in such a sorry state? Has something unexpected happened?!"

The Goblin Paladin removed his helmet, placed it beside him, and looked up, saying, "My King, nothing can escape your notice, as expected."

"Indeed, something unexpected happened at the castle."

The Goblin Paladin paused, then recounted Naruto's story in detail.

"You said the opponent is a human youth, and he single-handedly annihilated the forces I have accumulated and cultivated for many years?!"

With a "snap,"

The armrest of the chair was crushed.

The Goblin King's voice trembled, and his body also trembled.

It was evident how shocked and enraged he was.

"It's absolutely true. The battle is still ongoing—no, it shouldn't even be called a battle. It's a completely one-sided massacre."

"Not only the regular soldiers, the cavalry, and the heavy archer corps are completely wiped out, but the Shaman corps ambushed on the cliff face are also likely to have met the same fate."

Listening to the Goblin Paladin's report, the Goblin King's breathing visibly grew heavier, and his eyes turned red.

His "savings," his efforts—

All ruined—

All destroyed by Naruto, completely and utterly destroyed!

The Goblin King was furious.

Uncontrollably enraged!

He wished he could go out and join the battle right now, tear Naruto to shreds, and vent his hatred.

"So you survived by sheer luck, thanks to the [Divine Speed] miracle?"

The Goblin King suppressed his rage, asking with a grim expression.

The Goblin Paladin nodded with absolute certainty: "My King, if not for the [Divine Speed] miracle, I would probably have died on the battlefield as well."

"That yellow-haired human youth is truly too powerful, too terrifying."

The Goblin Paladin shuddered just thinking about it.

He had been confident that with the [Divine Speed] miracle, his extraordinary learning ability, and his superb swordsmanship and quality equipment, he would be able to contend with Gold-Grade Adventurers.

But who would have thought that he was simply no match for this human youth.

Not only that, even with [Divine Speed] activated, he had still barely managed to escape with his life.

"You weren't followed?"

"Absolutely not."

The Goblin Paladin half-crouched, half-knelt, straightening his upper body, and stated emphatically.

"Before I came in, I had already observed carefully and cautiously. No one followed me, and there were no pursuers."

"!?"

The Goblin King glared, snatched the staff next to the throne, and roared loudly, "You foolish creature, you have exposed His Majesty…."

Just as he reached the word "ex," the dark shadow behind the Goblin Paladin silently rippled in circles.

Before the word "posed" was out, a blonde youth emerged from the shadow, his upper body behind the Goblin Paladin, while his lower body remained hidden in the shadow, ghostly and eerie.

As he said "exposed," the blonde youth drew his sword.

"You have exposed His Majesty!"

"Swish!" In the dim stone hall, a flash of sword light, and the high and mighty Goblin King watched with wide eyes as the Goblin Paladin was suddenly beheaded, his head flying off!

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle"

The Goblin Paladin remained completely oblivious, still maintaining his half-kneeling, half-crouching posture, only his headless neck was spraying blood profusely.