Bab 1101: Peace and War

"WOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!"

The village was bustling with joy and relief, alive with the sounds of celebration. 

Goblins, once enslaved by the madman's Arcana, now freely danced around crackling bonfires, their laughter echoing in the cool night air. 

The glow of the flames reflected in their eyes, replacing the eerie malice that once lived there.

In one corner, a group of goblins played makeshift instruments, creating a lively rhythm that seemed to pulse through the entire village. 

The rest clapped and stomped their feet, joining the melody with their own enthusiastic contributions. Their joy was infectious, their spirit indomitable, despite the recent horrors they had endured.

"Haha… isn't this fun, buddy?"

I stood on the periphery, watching the merriment unfold. The spectral form of the Kraken, my new Familiar, flickered by my side, casting an ethereal glow on the surrounding area.