The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Not only are Ronielle and Emma excellent cooks, but so are the other sane slaves.

Before they were captured here, each of them had mastered the skills of cooking.

Nowadays, all kinds of seasonings and tools are available, and everyone works together to produce many delicious dishes, and the tempting aroma fills the air.

The table was filled with rich food, including mouth-watering roast meat, juicy stewed meat, as well as fresh potatoes and red tomatoes purchased during this shopping trip.

In addition, the skillful slaves even used flour to bake delicious bread, and it was white bread as white as snow!

You know, according to Theresa, who was born in a mill, this kind of bread is made from the finest finely ground wheat flour. Even she herself had only the opportunity to taste such delicious food during major festivals or harvest times.

As an experienced monster hunter, Corolla's daily diet was quite good, so he did not feel too surprised or special about the food in front of him.

However, when she saw the satisfaction and joy on the faces of many slaves, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure deep in her heart.

Notis showed great interest in human food. Seeing this, Winnie and Annie enthusiastically taught her how to use a knife to spread butter evenly on bread.

As for the female slaves who were still in a semi-comatose state, the kind and loving Doreen had already carefully prepared a large amount of rich and delicious hot soup, and patiently fed them mouthful by mouthful with a spoon.

Doreen has always been gentle, helpful, and especially good at taking care of others, so it really feels reassuring to have her in charge of this job.

It seemed that due to the delicious food, the expressions of the semi-conscious women did not seem to be so painful anymore.

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After lunch, the human slaves, pig-headed pigmen and short and sturdy goblins gathered together to participate in the largest wrestling and poker competition in the history of the tribe.

The whole scene was lively and bustling, with laughter and joy heard one after another, and the atmosphere was harmonious and warm.

Everyone praised Allen, saying that it was because of his outstanding leadership that everyone was able to live such a happy and fulfilling life...

When the competition came to an end, Carola muttered miserably:

"Oh my! Why do I feel like the bath I just took is completely wasted, and I'm dirty all over again."

After such a fierce competition, even a strong female hunter like Corolla was now exhausted, panting heavily, and could hardly open her eyes. She could only collapse weakly on the newly purchased bed to rest.

Helen didn't care at all and continued to comb her sticky, wet hair tenderly.

Emma comforted:

"Don't worry, just being able to take a bath is enough. After everyone takes a bath, everything will be clean as before."

Corolla sighed leisurely while half asleep and half awake:

"Once the boiler is installed, I can take a hot bath every day."

Suddenly, without any warning, a hand reached out and grabbed Corolla's ankle tightly.

Corolla lowered her head subconsciously, and what she saw was the woman with a new face from another tribe.

Completely different from her companions who had become slaves, her mind at this moment seemed to have just awakened from chaos.

The woman's face was filled with fear, and she kept repeating:

"Please, save me... please, save me..."

Although her voice was not loud, it was like a thunderclap exploding in Corolla's ears, bringing her back to her senses and making her thoughts become much clearer.

The woman's hands tightly grasped Corolla's ankles with great force, and her sharp nails dug deep into the flesh, causing bursts of pain.

She was trembling all over, looking around anxiously. Every time her eyes swept across those hideous goblins, the fear on her face became more intense.

Fortunately, at this moment, the goblins and pig-headed people in the cave had all gone to the outer cave, either busy sorting out their belongings or resting and recuperating, and no one noticed the movement here.

The woman rushed forward and held Corolla tightly with both hands. At the same time, she lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing those terrible goblins.

The woman was incoherent: "Please, hide me, no... No, please, save me, save me out..."

Corolla and Helen and Emma beside her were a little overwhelmed.

The madness and fear in the woman's eyes scared them a little.

Emma is older and has lived in the nest for many years. She has given birth to four goblin cubs. She has seen such women before and has some experience. She knows that she should be calmed down and not let the woman do anything crazy.

Emma held the woman's trembling hand tightly and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, dear, no one can hurt you here anymore!"

Emma was absolutely sure about this.

Because with Notis guarding them, those hateful goblins would never dare to act recklessly or hurt people easily.

Helen, on the other hand, seemed a little clumsy and shy.

She was normally not good at expressing herself, and at this moment she didn't know how to express her inner concern.

So, she silently moved forward and gently pulled the woman's other hand, wanting to give her some warmth and comfort, but she couldn't utter a word.

At this moment, the woman seemed to have lost all her strength and allowed Emma and Helen to drag her.

However, her eyes, which were originally filled with fear, were always staring straight at Corolla not far away, and she kept repeating the heartbreaking words for help in a voice as weak as a mosquito.

Although Corolla in front of him looked equally miserable and pitiful, as a monster hunter with jade-level strength, the powerful aura contained in his body was unique and incomparable.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this innate special temperament and extraordinary sense of power that this woman in desperate situation, under endless fear, instinctively chose to move closer to more powerful humans in order to seek the possible shelter.

The woman was seen moving step by step with difficulty, her body almost pressed against Corolla, as if only this could slightly alleviate the uncontrollable fear deep in her heart.

She whispered again in an almost pleading tone:

"Please, please save me..."

Faced with such a situation, Corolla was helpless for a moment.