[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k":3,"chapter-from-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k-from-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k-chapter-62":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Slave to King: My Rebate System Built Me a Kingdom With Beauties!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1413740,1869,"Chapter 62: Gribnox Is...!","from-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k-chapter-62",62,"\u003Cp>Byung watched in horror as all his plans went right out the door. Gribnox was beaten to a bloody pulp, with Trogzit standing over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was victorious, and Gribnox’s face was a mess. Trogzit was out of breath because Gribnox had put up a decent fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblins froze, unsure of what to do with the carnage they had just witnessed, but the majority liked the violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trogzit looked over at Drekk, hoping he would change his mind, but Drekk did no such thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran his thumb across his neck—a gesture that Byung caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly the signal to kill Gribnox, this was unfair and made no sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-What are you doing?\" Byung questioned, but Drekk didn’t even acknowledge him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drekk wanted to see what the goblins would do while watching one of their own slaughtered before their very eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung knew he had to interfere, even though he’d be breaking the rule. He jumped from the position he was seated in, landing right on the ground beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone gasped. This was taboo—it was common knowledge that no one could interfere with a bloodfest. But rules were made to be broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck, my back!\" Byung thought to himself, realizing he could have just run down here just as fast—but who could resist a superhero landing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the effect it had was way cooler than simply running down here, so it wasn’t in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trogzit looked over his shoulder. Gribnox was unconscious at this point, and Byung wouldn’t be surprised if he had permanent brain damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way the number of blows he’d received from that range wouldn’t have lasting effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"THAT IS ENOUGH!\" Byung screamed, and every goblin gasped in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just spoke. This should be impossible, considering his age—and even if he had the education, it shouldn’t be possible altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Byung understood every language, the same way he instantly grasped the tongue spoken by the orc—with no prior practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispers and murmurs began. Byung looked over at Gribnox and knew he had to get him help as soon as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he did, there was a slim chance he’d remain the same. He gritted his teeth in anger because Gribnox had done nothing to deserve this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at Drekk. The sadistic twinkle in his eyes was evident—this had been the plan from the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trogzit got to his feet gradually before turning his attention to Byung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only one punishment for breaking this divine rule, and that was death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung was a goblin with no combat experience, so on paper, he shouldn’t be able to fight Trogzit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung began walking toward Gribnox, but Trogzit stepped in his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move, I don’t want to hurt you,\" Byung warned—but the sheer arrogance to think he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trogzit couldn’t take him seriously, but the look in Byung’s eyes had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing playful about him anymore. This goblin had done something unspeakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t care if it was the bloodfest or if they were savages by nature—this savagery shouldn’t be used against one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the winner of this fight would claim the right over this location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant the winner would ultimately decide the new Baron—and Byung had intervened without knowing any of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So be it,\" Byung said, charging toward Trogzit—but he was faster than anyone expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physical strength wasn’t just for speed. There was a reason he took no damage from that jump—it was due to his superior biology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strength in his legs allowed him to propel himself farther, giving him longer strides—but Trogzit was prepared to intercept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung was within range, and Trogzit attacked him mid-stride—a smart decision on Trogzit’s part, but this was bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung had studied him during the fight with Gribnox. He was a good fighter who exploited openings, so Byung intentionally left himself open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung’s knee buckled suddenly, sending him to the floor and out of harm’s way as he rolled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly picked himself up and went to check on Gribnox. This was his priority—Gribnox couldn’t die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had a few things to learn from him—but also because he was a good goblin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung checked on him. He was still alive, but there was no way he’d survive this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could even see a part of his brain exposed through his skull. The fact he was holding on was a testament to how badly he wished to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bastard... what have you done?\" Byung turned to Trogzit, who was taken aback by the bloodlust this goblin showed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung charged toward him—this time, planning to inflict the same damage Trogzit had dealt to his friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trogzit managed to land a punch right on Byung’s cheek, but Byung didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Trogzit was confused—his punch had dealt so little damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My turn...\" Byung muttered under his breath before clenching his fist and sending a blow crashing into Trogzit’s jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force was powerful enough to dislocate it, and Trogzit stumbled to the floor, clutching his cheek in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was barely holding his jaw in place, and Byung felt no pity for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t care if Trogzit was acting under orders or not—he had crossed a line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poggle was astonished by his strength. How the fuck was he so strong to begin with?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drekk watched on as if confirming a growing suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung wasn’t done. Trogzit began to back away from him in fear. The feeling of dread struck deep into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still owe you one more...\" Byung’s cold voice echoed, but before he could strike again, the supervisors intervened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung was confused about what they were doing—but they were simply upholding the rules of the bloodfest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was why they couldn’t intervene when Trogzit was beating Gribnox, even though the sight sickened them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It created a divide, because not everyone felt this way. Some thought Gribnox wasn’t fit to lead them without Murkfang at the helm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think you are doing?\" Byung questioned, but the supervisors stood in his way—though they were looking past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drekk had joined them. Byung hadn’t even perceived him—something that shouldn’t have been possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is enough,\" Drekk said. Byung realized the supervisors had jumped in to stop him after seeing Drekk make a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wouldn’t want to incur his wrath—but Byung no longer cared. He had to protect these people from Drekk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might be a Mogul, but that didn’t make him invincible. And if Byung could even land a single blow on Drekk, everything would change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung turned to face him—and the moment their eyes met, his resolve faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The look on Drekk’s face, the air around him—it felt so dense, his bloodlust almost took physical form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung could swear he saw horns briefly forming around this goblin—but of course, that was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have forfeited your life,\" Drekk told him plainly. But Byung still clung to the delusion that he was untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They needed him just as much as he needed them—or so he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not everyone liked change, after all. That explained why the goblins were so archaic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Byung knew he might have broken a rule—but to lose his life for defending his Baron?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t going to accept that lying down. He was going to fight for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a shift among the goblins—fascination and fear mixed in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were witnessing one of their own break a rule to protect another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was alien to them. No one dared break a rule that carried a death penalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet they saw one of their own ready to throw away his life for another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All they had ever known was self-preservation—but this reminded them of when Byung stopped Borg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It became clear that this goblin didn’t just see them as pointless cogs in a machine—he was something else entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin’s name was Drekk. And the others believed Byung stood absolutely no chance against him—Drekk had once held his own against an orc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forfeit my life for protecting my friend? If this is the punishment for that, I will oppose it,\" Byung said. Drekk could no longer hide his excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was new. This was unpredictable. This was tantalizing. Byung had brought flavor to his otherwise dull life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then something was thrown into the arena in front of Byung—but no one from the crowd knew who had done it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a weapon. A poorly crafted pickaxe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will break down everything and build it anew!\" Byung declared, picking up the tool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin who had thrown it was Sneegle—and just like that, Byung had ninety-five percent of the goblins secretly rooting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drekk was a tyrant, and they all knew he didn’t care about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Byung had shown he was willing to give his life for them—even though they wouldn’t have done the same for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is it... I love this!\" Drekk said, salivating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-This is bad...\" Trogzit muttered through his broken jaw—but one thing was certain: Byung stood no chance.\u003C\u002Fp>",1504,"2026-06-06T00:07:35.419Z",1,"novelbin.me","ed53b54a4bf20dee6753ab3a566a196c6d9a17adc27fae79f7e17c87cc3c628d","from-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k-chapter-63","from-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k-chapter-61",259,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-slave-to-king-my-rebate-system-built-me-a-k-cover.jpg"]