After spending a few moments almost irritably adjusting the hides he wore because they no longer fit, he ended up finally leaving the comfort of his now seemingly smaller abode with a bare chest, and weirdly fitting pants.

  Of course, Jaba who had been waiting patiently this whole time was the first to see him, and he had to remind himself more than once to not look so shocked.

  Jaba wasn’t alone in this, and by the time Rick fully left the entrance of his home, having to duck to do so, almost every Goblin in the vicinity could see him in full now, and there were plenty of Goblins who didn’t have the self-control Jaba had.

  A multitude of mouths were now hanging wide open as they took in the sight that was their Future King/Chief.

  He was still very much a Goblin, but his new build combined with the refined air that seemed to cling to him, and the power that could be felt by looking at him, he no longer seemed like just another Goblin like the rest of them.

  Of course, he was never a Goblin like the rest of them, but this was the first time they were able to truly see and feel a qualitive difference between himself of the rest of them.

  Perhaps if this was a different species, humans, dwarves, or even some branches of elves for example, then it might’ve been someone expected and even perhaps accepted for some of them to feel jealously as they stared at Rick.

  That was the type of atmosphere that surrounded Rick at the moment. Even as he stood there in oddly shaped hides that clearly no longer fit. There would be almost no one that would disagree that a small bit of jealousy is only right for the occasion.

  Of course, that wasn’t the case for the Goblins at all.

  They felt only thing.

  Reverence.

  Not in the sense that Rick should now be worshipped now or anything of that nature, but they could feel the admiration for him from deep within their bodies.

  It was almost like it was only right that they gave him their unquestioned respect and unwavering loyalty.

  Again, this was not akin to worship in some sort of religious format, and all of the Goblins were free to think and do as they wished. There was no brainwashing, charming, or any abilities that had to deal with the mental faculties of the Goblins at play here.

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  But the Goblins present knew one thing for certain.

  This was their leader.

  No one else.

  Though…no Goblin felt the level of reverence that was coursing through Rogu at the moment.

  Even the members of the Royal Retrieval team weren’t necessarily feeling what Rogu was. While they knew a lot, they simply weren’t at a high enough level to be in the know about a few things that were only privy to the Chiefs and their respective Generals.

  Rogu, who was a General and in the son of Chief, knew enough to realize the significance of what just took place.

  Things that he wouldn’t carelessly think about, let alone speak aloud.

  It took every bone in his body to stop himself from kneeling.

  Even as Rick grew more and more uncomfortable under all the gazes and scrutiny pointed at him, Rogu didn’t seem to care. This was to be his King! It was only right that he took a knee.

  But he simply couldn’t.

  Not when the Serpent and the Fox were both still present. In fact, although their expressions didn’t show it, both of them were equally shocked at what they saw in Rick.

  If Rogu tightened his grip on his sword any further, it would probably crumble.

  Yet neither of the visiting Tier 7s paid him any mind. Instead, they focused even more on Rick.

  As the two Tier 7 hegemons of this forest, they had not only been at and past Tier 5 themselves but had also witnessed countless other fail to reach it, successfully reach it, and even pass it in rear occasions.

  Yet neither their own, nor any other they’ve witnessed seemed able to compare to the Young Goblin before them.

  The Fox found it interesting, but the Serpent…the Serpent had a lot on its mind…

  Meanwhile, the man or Goblin of the hour had paused upon walking out of the house as he took in a multitude of different things.

  POV Rick

  ‘Now why is everyone staring…so much…wait…before that….the world feels different. Like really different. My senses…they have improved significantly. It’s practically night and day compared to how I viewed the world before.

  ‘I didn’t have to actively spread anything, this is just what I’m capable of doing passively.

  ‘It makes so I can almost practically feel the mana radiation off the different objects and people around me.

  ‘And with these new and improved senses of mine, it makes a lot easier to not only see and hear the reactions of those around me, but I can almost feel their emotions. It’s like the mana itself reacts ever so slightly to it.

  ‘Kida never really mentioned anything like this before…I wonder if Maglins can sense this as well…

  ‘Though I’ll have to ask her another time, since there are currently two bright and powerful pieces of mana I can sense just outside of the Village.

  ‘I can quite literally feel their level of power down to the very core of my being.

  ‘So much so, that there is no doubt in my mind that they could wipe floor with me in a heartbeat and send me packing straight to Goblin Heaven.

  ‘I’ve gotten stronger…but it feels like the gap between them and me has only gotten wider…sigh…well I can’t leave them waiting for too long. I just wish everyone else would stop staring…’

  Rick then began walking to the area the Fox and the Serpent were, while Jaba, who actually had quite a few questions to ask him, and had arranged food since Rick hadn’t been eating the entire time, was still struggling to keep himself together.

  In fact, it was like the whole village was still frozen as they watched Rick walk.