"I..."
The black market merchant trembled slightly, suddenly opening his hood, and knelt before Doba on one knee, tears welling up in his eyes as he shouted hoarsely, "Willing to follow Lord Doba's footsteps, and revive the goblin race together!"
"Very good."
Doba nodded with satisfaction before stepping forward to help the black market merchant up, "Make the goblin race great again."
"Come back to the train with me now."
The black market merchant nodded heavily as well, with reddened eyes, following behind Doba towards the last few carriages of the train.
"The goblin race finally... finally has a king again."
"Make the goblin race great again."
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"Hey... hey, not..."
