Slime Leveling [Litrpg, Timeloop]-Chapter 179—Live without Kidnapping

'What did he wish for?' Giliberu mused as his eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

"The ancestor… of goblins, Gilirubo… wished for—" The Elder Goblin paused, his hands trembling. His words shook as he stammered, tears flowing from his eyes uncontrollably.

Giliberu's eyes twitched at the name. 'What kind of name is it?' He controlled himself from exclaiming.

He realized that his overcoming of Carnal Impulse had hit them hard.

He glanced at the Goblin Lord, who still sat on the floor in disbelief.

The woman, clad in ragged clothes, looked relieved.

"Our ancestor wished for our race to be free from that lust," the Elder Goblin said, holding Giliberu's palm.

He continued, taking a deep breath, "Overcome the curse and find out what lies beyond it."

Giliberu muttered, "Overcome the curse… that's it?"

"Wait. It's not a simple wish, boy," the Elder Goblin said, taking a deep breath. "You overcame it on the first try itself, so you don't know how dangerous it is."

"I know. I experienced it," Giliberu retorted.

His body had disobeyed his commands. It was a scene he had never witnessed in his entire span of loops.

"That's not it," the Goblin Lord said, regaining his senses. "The goblin ancestor actually wanted our race to be free from stealing women just to satisfy our lust."

"Overcoming the curse is not enough, isn't it?" Giliberu asked, sitting up. He scowled as sweat overflowed from his body while trembling.

"Yes. Even if you overcome the curse, it won't be enough," the Goblin Lord replied bitterly, his voice cracking.

'In my five years as a goblin, I have never seen a goblin woman born,' Giliberu mused, clicking his tongue. 'Even if this curse was removed, goblins were made to depend on other-race women for survival. The biology itself was against the goblins.'

"Any idea to fulfil that wish?" he asked, lying back on the ground. His body had lost the power to even sit straight.

"Yes," the Elder Goblin and Goblin Lord nodded hurriedly.

"What might that be?" Giliberu asked, wiping sweat off his forehead.

The Elder Goblin finally replied, "Our ancestor believed the curse clouded our minds. If we overcome it, we may finally be able to think clearly… and then find a solution."

'The wish of the goblin ancestor…' Giliberu thought, frowning. 'No, it doesn't solve it.'

The system notification flashed in his eye.

[ Ding! If you overcome 6 Carnal Impulse strikes, you'll unlock your full potential as the goblin! ]

He sighed. 'Even without lust, survival would still force them… unless something changes.'

They would still kidnap them for continuing the goblin race!

'And he believed that overcoming the curse would also provide the solution for it. What an honorable wish...' Giliberu thought. "I'll find the solution." He clenched his fists.

Old Goblin said, "The ancestor believed the curse twisted not only desire, but our very bloodline…"

'No wonder...He felt overcoming would be the solution,' Giliberu mused, shaking his head lightly, 'It's a pity...'

The next moment, weakness struck as he took a deep breath.

"You can do it, son," the Goblin Lord said. "Fulfill the wish of the ancestor."

The Elder Goblin nodded. "He will. And if you do. Your name as Goblin Lord will be passed down for eternity." He wore a wide grin.

Giliberu simply nodded and glanced at the women in front of him. 'Even the Goblin Ancestor despised this kind of behaviour.'

Time passed, and Giliberu became 7 years old.

When the moon rose to its peak, Giliberu was sleeping soundly on his bed when—

[ Ding! Carnal Impulse strike has stored enough energy! ]

[ Ding! The second strike of Carnal Impulse has begun! ]

A notification woke him up.

With experience from before, Giliberu calmly controlled his demonic force and contained the pinkish aura within.

Unlike the first time, this time the emotions were too severe; his body reacted violently.

His mouth dropped, his heart thumped crazily, creating intense pain and hotness in his chest. Though pain was not enough to get a blink from him.

A peerless beauty with a perfectly proportionate body appeared in front of him, wearing a provocative attire that showed much of her skin. She had jet-black hair that fell freely down her back.

She was in her mid-thirties.

She waved her hands with a grin. "Come, goblin. Enjoy it. Don't suppress your feelings," she said with a crisp, sultry voice.

Giliberu frowned. "An illusion," he muttered flatly. But his body was different; his voice cracked, his throat became dry.

He closed his eyes and controlled his raging heart with demonic force, as it seemed to burst out of his chest.

Thump, thump—he felt raging hotness in his chest as his heart roared more and more.

He then felt cool, soft hands on his chest. 'It's such a powerful illusion?' He scowled, as women seemed real with the physical body.

Warm breath flowed to his ears as the beautiful woman said with a crisp, sweet voice, "Why are you suppressing it? Enjoy yourself."

She sighed bitterly, "Life is meant to be enjoyed… Don't you know? You only get one."

She tried hugging Giliberu from the front and back, speaking softly in his ears, trying to tempt him.

"Such a pity," she muttered, leaning her head on his lap.

"Wh… o ar… e yo… u?" he asked, his voice stammering.

"I am?" the lady asked back, pointing at herself.

"Yes," Giliberu nodded, slightly peeking.

'She's too beautiful… only a few can compare to her,' he thought, as he appreciated her.

Her carefree and tempting temperament enhanced her beauty even more. Among all the women he'd seen, only Saint King Haruka, Instructor Seralyth, and a few more can compare with her.

"Thanks," the woman thanked playfully, swinging her hair.

"Wh… o ar… e y… o… u?" he asked again, with his voice high.

The woman sighed and replied, "I'm a goddess… and who is it?… I won't tell." She playfully placed her finger on her lips.

"Heck…" Giliberu scowled and closed his eyes completely.

The self-proclaimed goddess rubbed his back with her special weapons.

His body tried to turn towards her, his hands rose to hug her, but with flaring demonic force, he controlled himself.

Time ticked by.

A few hours later, his body erupted with more Carnal Impulse energy.

"Status." He muttered. He wanted to check the difference from before.

[ Ding! Opening Status! ]

[ —Status—

—Name: Giliberu

—Race: Temp-Descent Goblin ★★★ {Raised by Carnal Impulse}

—Class: Lust Dealer {Legendary}

—Level: 71 {174} {Affected by Carnal Impulse}

—Tier: 4

…. ]

'So, it finally crossed into tier 4,' he mused, frowning. 'And it's not an actual growth.'

Suddenly, his body erupted with even more pink energy, breaking free from demonic force.

His body stood up, under his widened eyes.

Giliberu slowly walked forward with heavy steps, bypassing his excessive control.

"I did my job… see you next time." The woman who was still clinging to his back replied with a playful grin and disappeared.

'Damn...' he scowled, due to her, he'd spent all his energy reserves, with only demonic force remaining.

Despite demonic force surging wildly, his body forced its way out of the dwelling.

It moved slowly towards the right corner of the goblin village, where women were held locked.

Goblins, preparing for the hunt, froze when they noticed him.

Giliberu was walking forward with trembling legs, as the pinkish aura surged from him.

The Goblin Lord and Elder Goblin rushed over.

Goblin Lord cast, "Demonic Bind."

He roared, "Son, stop! You can hold it!"

"I am trying," Giliberu replied forcefully as his body kept taking slow steps forward.

Dark veins erupted from the ground and coiled around his limbs, tying him tight. In that moment, he flared with demonic force, stopping the pinkish aura.

"You can do it!"

"Yes, Young Lord!" the goblins cheered from the side. They believed it was a miracle.

"I heard Young Lord had overcome it before," a goblin with a broken hand tied with leaves muttered.

The goblin beside him grinned. "Yes. Our Young Lord is special."

"Young Lord," they roared.

Gibr clenched his fists silently, musing, 'You can do it.'

Giliberu broke into a sweat as his body tried to break free from the Goblin Lord's Demonic Bind.

A skinny, two-meter-tall goblin, with a bow on his back, glanced at Giliberu with crimson-glint eyes.

A goblin kid stood beside him, standing at the height of a ten-year-old human kid.

He asked silently, "Dad, is he the one?"

Gabu nodded, clenching his fist. "Yes, Gilly. I want you to beat him and take the title of Goblin Lord."

"Hmm, it will be easy, Dad." Gilly declared with a smirk. "Dad, about the plan…?" he asked, waving to Dad to bring his ear closer.

Gabu bent down, curiously.

Gilly whispered in his ear, "This… and that…"

"Good… good." Gabu grinned widely, patting his son's shoulder.

He dashed out and entered one of the dwellings on the right front side of the goblin village.

He glanced at the women in rags, handcuffed and chained to the wall. They all were unresponsive, with dim eyes.

They plainly glanced at Gabu when he entered the house.

Giliberu, despite wanting to save them, wasn't able to. He still couldn't defeat the Goblin Lord.

Gabu removed the chains from the single woman randomly with a wide smile, letting her free.

Then he went to the storage room of the dwelling. There were bundles of pale white leaves tipped with tiny yellow buds.

"Here it is, Star Jasstella," he murmured, picking a bundle of half-meter leaves. Then he picked up a small glass flask, palm-sized, from his storage pouch.

He surged with mana and pressed the leaves with force as drops of dark yellow liquid fell into the flask.

He threw the compressed leaves on the ground after the flask was filled.

"Here I come… young...LORD," he said, sneering at Giliberu's title.