The Romantic Life of a Goblin

At this moment, standing aside and listening silently, Carola felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart. She muttered with a hint of anger:

"Humph, when you captured me, you were never so gentle and considerate! You only tied me up and imprisoned me in an iron cage. How could you treat me so well?"

There was a hint of resentment in his words.

Winnie's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a bright smile. She held Carola's hand tightly and said softly:

"That's because our dear Corolla is so powerful! If you weren't tied up tightly, you would disappear without a trace like a gust of wind in the blink of an eye."

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Allen's return finally made everyone feel relieved.

They no longer had to worry about the annoying magic addiction, and their mood instantly became extremely relaxed and happy.

So everyone sat together, talking and laughing, enjoying this delicious breakfast.

Not only that, Anne was like an angel descending from the sky, bringing a considerable amount of funds to this small team.

This wealth undoubtedly became a strong guarantee for them to purchase more supplies.

After some discussion, the women finally reached a consensus - to go out shopping together and make sure to get all the necessary supplies.

Once everything is ready, we can set out on the journey home today.

Ansel also fully agreed with this arrangement. After all, returning to the forest as soon as possible to capture those ferocious Brute Jaw Dragons was the top priority and there was no time to delay.

When he thought of the exciting adventure that was about to begin, he couldn't help but feel an irrepressible excitement in his heart.

After the women dressed quickly, they held Alan and Ansel's hands tightly and walked out of the room happily, ready to embark on a crazy shopping trip.

Anne was well prepared for this trip. She carried with her a considerable amount of gold coins, all of which were ill-gotten gains accumulated by her insane and unscrupulous mother through years of fraud.

Anne, as the devil's servant, was extremely generous and willingly handed over this huge amount of money to Allen for use.

Ronelle showed her meticulous and methodical side. She carefully selected and purchased all the missing items, including a variety of cooking utensils, daily toiletries, various living supplies for survival, and a wide variety of vegetable seeds.

Each item is purchased after careful consideration and is the result of meticulous selection.

At the same time, Winnie, who is lively and cheerful, is also not idle.

She ran to the shop called "Nightingale" in the town and bought many strange and bizarre gadgets. Looking at the dazzling array of goods in her hands, Winnie's face was filled with a satisfied smile, as if she was completely immersed in the joyful atmosphere brought by shopping.

At this moment, these women were all immersed in the joy of shopping, and it seemed that they had already forgotten the painful and miserable experiences of the past few days.

They wandered around the bustling market, with laughter and chatter one after another, forming a beautiful picture full of vitality and vigor.

All other necessary items have been purchased, except for the decoration materials that Corolla likes.

Therefore, they had to go to the furniture store again to find out. Ronnie raised the price by 20%, but the store owner still firmly rejected the deal. According to the furniture store owner, the carpenters and stonemasons in the town are already overwhelmed and extremely busy, and have no time to take on new work.

It turned out that Baron Seran and many businessmen had placed huge orders and purchased all kinds of furniture and materials for repairing the castle. Their purpose was to please the Earl who was about to return home.

The shop owner pointed to the side of the road and said to Alan, "Look, that's the luxurious carriage from the Baron's mansion! It came here today specifically to carry the famous sculptor Nelson, who is here to supervise the production of exquisite reliefs."

Allen looked in the direction pointed by the shop owner, and saw a young man in gorgeous clothes in the inner courtyard of the furniture store, who was particularly eye-catching. At this moment, he was surrounded by several stonemasons in the center, holding a charcoal pencil, concentrating on drawing a pattern on a stone slab.

The man was so thin that he looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, but he gave people a unique sense of strength.

His facial features, as delicate as sculptures, are full of three-dimensionality. His lips are slightly upturned under his high nose bridge, with a faint smile; his deep and bright brown eyes are like the twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

His long, smooth brown hair naturally fell on his shoulders, forming charming shawl curls that exuded a faint fragrance as they fluttered gently. Judging from his appearance, he was about 26 or 27 years old, in the prime of his youth, and exuded a youthful aura all over his body. He was really handsome.

However, in sharp contrast to his outstanding appearance is his colorful and flamboyant clothing.

He was wearing a colorful robe, embroidered with all kinds of strange patterns, dazzling the eyes; he wore an equally colorful hat on his head, with several bright and eye-catching feathers dotted on the brim, swaying from time to time as his head turned. At first glance, he looked like a peacock spreading its feathers, wantonly showing off its beauty and pride.

Ansel, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah, is that the famous artist Nelson? I didn't expect to see him in person today!"

Alan next to him asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Is he really that famous?"

Ansel said with a look of reverence: "This gentleman is the most famous painter of our time. Not only that, he is also very accomplished in sculpture and music. His works are highly praised and well-known even in the capital!"

Among all the people present, only Ansel knew a little about these people. After all, the other women who came from the bottom of society knew nothing about such elegant activities as art.

Winnie blinked and said thoughtfully, "Hmm... I seem to have heard of his name. In the past, bards often played his music in taverns."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the women came forward as if they were watching a rare and exotic animal, and stopped to watch together with the group of stonemasons and carpenters.

Alan looked around and saw that there were already many wooden furniture and stone slabs placed in the courtyard, and the unfinished raw materials were piled up like a small mountain.