The Romantic Life of a Goblin

In another forest in the distance, sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, creating mottled light and shadows.

In this quiet forest, a young figure quietly appeared.

The elf boy Ansel stood quietly on the branch of a giant tree, his eyes fixed on the ground below.

He was wearing a newly purchased lightweight leather armor, a sharp dagger and an exquisite bow and arrow at his waist, and a quiver full of feather arrows on his back.

His hair fell on his shoulders like a golden waterfall, and his eyes were clear and sharp.

Not far below him, a goblin was running away in panic.

This goblin was short in stature, had dark green skin, and a ferocious expression on his face.

It seemed to have encountered something terrible and was running desperately, hoping to find a safe place to hide.

Following closely behind the goblin was a huge monster covered in blue and yellow feathers and scales, looking like a giant chameleon.

Its mouth was open, revealing sharp teeth, and its tongue was constantly retracting and contracting, occasionally spraying out some venom.

Ansiel recognized the monster at first sight - the poison bird. This is a ferocious monster, known for its poison and powerful attack power. The poison bird usually lives in dense forests and is good at hiding its body. Once it finds its prey, it will quickly attack. Seeing the poison bird, Ansiel's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance. He took the bow and arrow in his hand and began to aim.

The poison bird screamed as the arrow shot by the elf pierced its neck, but for such a huge monster, the blow was not fatal.

The poisonous bird let out a scream, and the sound echoed throughout the forest.

Ansel shot an arrow without hesitation, and the arrow flew towards the poisonous bird like lightning.

The arrow accurately pierced the poison bird's neck, but for such a huge monster, this blow was not fatal.

The poison bird roared in pain and glared angrily at Ansel on the branch.

It opened its mouth and tried to spray venom at Ansiel, but Ansiel dodged swiftly and the venom splashed onto the tree trunk, making a hissing sound.

Ansiel drew his bow and arrow again, and this time he attached a layer of faint green light to the arrow. This was a magical power unique to the elves, which could enhance the power of the arrow.

The poisonous bird felt the threat from the elf and realized that this enemy was more powerful than it had imagined. Before the arrow was shot, the poisonous bird suddenly turned around and hid in the bushes nearby, disappearing without a trace.

This monster is very cunning. When facing a weak opponent, it will launch a fierce attack, but when facing an opponent stronger than itself, it will be timid and then shrink its body and run away.

To it, goblins are not tasty anyway, so there is no need to fight with an unknown opponent.

Watching the bushes swaying and gradually moving away, Ansel released his bow and arrow, turned around, jumped off the tree and walked towards the goblin who was almost frightened silly.

"what!"

When the goblin saw Ansel jump down, it screamed in fear and tried to escape by rolling and crawling.

However, Ansiel quickly stretched out a foot and tripped it to the ground.

"Don't run! I won't hurt you." Ansel said in a gentle tone.

The goblin looked at Ansel in horror, seemingly not believing what he said.

The elf boy frowned and looked at the goblin in front of him. In his opinion, all goblins looked the same. The reason he saved it was because he recognized the bone helmet on the goblin's head.

That was a helmet made from the jawbone of a ferocious jackal dragon. The bones of this ferocious beast, unless picked up by accident, were not something that weak monsters like goblins could get their hands on.

As far as the elf boy knows, only Allen's tribe has the ability to hunt the ferocious jackal dragon nearby, and this goblin should be Allen's subordinate.

Ansiel stood quietly in front of the goblin, wondering in his heart whether the monster still remembered him.

However, he did not speak the goblin language, which made communication somewhat difficult.

But he decided to give it a try, so he called out softly:

"Alan."

This is the name of the tribal leader, I hope this goblin can understand it.

Then, he said:

"Notis."

This time it was the name of the high priest of the tribe.

Sure enough, when the goblin heard these two names, it began to calm down, staring at Ansel with wide eyes, and then made a series of squeaking sounds.

Although Ansel could not understand what it said, from its reaction it was obvious that it had recognized the elf boy.

Ansiel: "I'm going to your leader's lair. Do you want to come with me?"

Although he knew that the goblin probably wouldn't understand, the elf boy still asked politely.

The goblin naturally recognized Ansel, but at this moment it did not have the courage to be arrogant.

When faced with powerful beings like Corolla or Ansel, unless they were defenseless and pinned to the ground in their nests, they would never dare to provoke them easily.

The elf boy quietly observed the goblin's dancing and chirping for a long time, and roughly guessed the purpose of its visit.

It turned out that this goblin was sent out to search for traces of a large monster, and was preparing to return to its nest after completing the mission.

However, he encountered an accident on the way and almost became a meal for other wild beasts.

As to whether it only discovered traces of the poisonous bird, or whether there was news of other monsters, it is still unknown.

Considering that this goblin also needed to return to its nest, Ansel decided to take it with him to avoid any misfortune again.

After all, a goblin acting alone in this dangerous forest could be hunted by ferocious beasts at any time.

However, the goblin's physical strength was limited. Not long after following the elf boy, he became out of breath and could no longer run.

Seeing this, Ansiel reached out and grabbed the goblin's neck without hesitation, lifted it up easily, and then jumped forward among the woods.

This not only speeds up the process, but also ensures the goblin's safety, while also saving a lot of time.

In the evening, Ansel lit a bonfire, cooked some batter, and gave a bowl of it to the goblin. Although he did not like these monsters, he still had to take care of them while traveling with them.

After dinner, Ansel sat against the tree trunk to rest, while the goblin hid in the tree hole.