The Weakest Kobold In The Dungeon Gets A Level [Book 1 Complete] Chapter 47: Chapter 43: Candlelight

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The days that followed the merging of worlds had been spent completing the outer wall, forming a stone gate, building watchtowers, healing the wounded, and beginning the work of making the new burrow feel like a home. The number of dwellings was going to be few to start. Even with the adventurers joining them, there just weren’t very many of the Stormclaws. “How’s the progress going with the tunneling below ground?” Nik asked his advisor. “We’ve completed the main hall and several adjacent sections. The orphans of the clan will share a space with those of us able to watch over them. We will need to split our time between buildin’ and teachin’ the children soon. They are the future of the clan.” Terk paused and let out a weary sigh, then continued, “And Bonesy, as he’s reminded everyone multiple times is his name now, has actually been a great assistant. Even if he’s a bit overenthusiastic.” Nik chuckled, and didn’t even try to hide his smile. “I’m glad he’s doing well and being helpful. I’m happy with where your priorities are, too. Once we have enough structures below ground, I’d like a few on the surface as well. I want our people to have options for where they’d like to stay. I mean that for the goblins, the adventurers, and for anyone else who might choose to join us here.” “Understood. Unless there is anythin’ else you need from me, I’d like to get back to workin’ on all of that. I am a busy man these days, my lord,” Terk said with a bow. Nik nodded his head as he replied, “You’re dismissed, and thank you for working so hard for the clan.” The elderly goblin wasted no time as he climbed the steps out of Nik’s still open-ceilinged office. Nik cleared his throat and turned to Pearl and Kath. “On the topic of the adventurers, I haven’t received any news from their scouting mission. I don’t know if there’s something wrong with the system messages, but they should have responded by now. I even messaged Harper, and nothing…” “We might just have to be patient. The rules have clearly changed, and we must adapt,” said Pearl from his shoulder. “On the topic of our allies. What about our neighbors? What do we know of these Domovoi?” Kath asked, looking from Nik to Pearl as she began to speak. “They are strange creatures, not quite fae, but similar in some ways. It may very well have been due to them that we suffered no fatal wounds in the battle. However, they also abandoned us shortly after Nik vanished. All I really know about them is that they are unpredictable, and they are fierce protectors of their dwelling places. We should take caution if we intend to approach them.” “We should try to make friends with our neighbors. At the very least, we need to understand boundaries and establish an agreement of peace between our people. I should also thank them for helping to keep mine safe. The fewer enemies and more allies we have, the better off we are,” Nik said. Pearl bit her lip in an unusual show of nervousness before the edges of her mouth perked up. “Speaking of enemies and allies, my seed has sprouted. In time, and with care, there will be a magnificent tree within the burrow. I want to invite some of my people to join us here. I do not know how many would leave the hollow behind, but I admit, I truly hope that my family will come.” Something inside of Nik broke at her words; it felt almost as real and physical as when he felt his resonance break. A heaviness wrapped itself around his chest. Of course she misses her family. I haven’t even asked her how she’s doing, or anything about how she’s feeling. Nik frowned at the thought. “Have we been so busy that I can use that as an excuse for never asking how you're doing with everything we've been through, or have I been a horrible best friend?” he asked. To his surprise, her smile actually grew, and she let out a light-hearted laugh. “To be fair we have been facing death on a regular basis, so I will let it slide. I miss my parents, and I even miss my younger siblings. However, I ha