Chapter 865 - Goblin Treatise Clause (2/2)
”I would never say such lighthearted words not even in jest, Bodrig,” Grok icily stared down his pointed nose at the suave goblin with a neatly pointed beard.
Bodrig lips pressed into a painful thin line, before changing tactics. ”Even if his majesty intentions are merciful, it is the goblin nation who will bear the cost and brunt of financing sub-contractors. Why is that the goblin nation must even use our hard-earned galleons to protect our people?!” A chorus of similar sentiment murmur's sweep through the chamber, before fading away at the cool gaze of the Goblin King.
”Ordinarily, I would agree with your words, Bodrig,” Grok slowly said causing the younger goblin to stare cautiously at the elderly Goblin King. ”However, there is a rather generous donor willing to finance the entire operations. We should be most grateful to them since they did so out of their own free will despite knowing full well that they will not be repaid not even a single galleon back.”
”A donor?” Bodrig scoffed in disbelief. ”Who could possibly be able to afford to be so generous under such a time constraint, your excellency?”
The crowd expectantly turns to gaze at the Goblin King with eyes full of disbelief. They did not believe their King would lie, but certainly, no goblin would ever freely bestow such funds for such an obscure occasion. It was absolutely preposterous!
Grok's face grows steely and solemn. ”Bodrig, I have warned you thrice, and I will not warn you again.” His lips curl with a deadly iciness. ”The donor wishes to remain anonymous, but I can ȧssure the funds have already been used per the donor's instructions.”
”And besides, I would have thought you would be the most excited with the news Bodrig as this will permit us to openly bargain with the Ministry of Magic as we will have the upper hand. It is rather disappointing to see your reactions, Bodrig,” Grok lied in false lament. ”I expected much more of the spokesmen of the Brotherhood of Goblins.”
Bodrig's face begins to burn in humiliation, while a large burlier goblin sitting next to him, Radnok, the pigeon-toed an active member of the Brotherhood of Goblins narrows his beady eyes at the goblin king. With his face burning, Bodrig grits his teeth together and bows. ”My apologies, my King, I have overstepped myself,” he lied in a clear voice. He stiffly bowed to the goblin king, before silently taking his seat.
Grok nods his head as though in understanding hiding a cold bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes. He would entrap Bodrig in his own trap and watch him die. Now wasn't the time to kill Bodrig, he still needed him.
Turning to face the elders, Grok asks, ”What say ye, Council?”
”Aye,” Wulm firmly said followed by a course of ”Aye's,” from the rest of the Council.
”The Council has spoken, so mote be,” Grok announced, before turning towards the elderly goblin. ”Go quickly, Nurnaff, and promptly deliver our reply.”
”I am honored to do so, your majesty,” Nurnaff bowed so low that this rather pointed nose nearly touched the floor, before hurrying away to deliver the reply to Auror Scrimgeour.
”You are dismissed,” Grok loudly announced as he rises to his feet before the Council begins to follow in turn. Soft whispers echo throughout the chamber but do not grow louder until the Council and the Goblin King have departed from the stone hall with their entourage of goblin spear-wielding warriors.
The conversations echo loudly as Bodrig forces his hands to relax having left deep raw red grooves in the palms of his hands. ”Fool,” Bodrig spat in rage. He would ensure the downfall of the Goblin King if it was the last thing he did. He would repay this humiliation thrice over!
The larger burlier goblin, Radnok, the pigeon-toed viciously cracks his knuckles. ”Is it time?”
”Not yet, but soon, Radnok,” Bodrig vehemently promised his friend. ”The time is nearly at hand.”
”Good,” Radnok said with a vicious malicious-filled smile.. Their like-minded brothers excitedly share glances feeling as though they are nearly a step away from successfully overthrowing the Goblin King. Soon, they would be the ones in power, and all would bow before them! They would ȧssure in the dawn of the greatest Goblin Empire the magical world had ever seen!