Chapitre 86: Feast for the Green Saint

Rizz could only recognize his own thoughts by screaming them within his head, letting them echo back and forth on all sides of his skull.

*THIS! ISN'T! SECRECY!*

The goblin's head jerked to the side. His eyelids were fully sunken into his eye sockets. His fully bothered gaze crashed into the deerkin chief. 

Chief Kert, who had been smiling before, was left with a dumbfounded frown. He was just like Rizz. Jarred by the rain of roaring adulations that went far further than even the deerkin chief had anticipated. Chief Kert soon realized that the goblin's weighted gaze had landed on him as well, which Chief Kert did his best to ignore in the heat of the moment. 

In his blitz of disarray, Rizz even jolted his head around to the other side. Looking there, a new layer of shock was thrown atop the growing dogpile of cheers.