The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Under Alan's Force control, the poison bird took steady steps, and each step was very smooth, so as not to cause any bumps to the two people on its back.

Corolla and Ansel got more and more excited as they talked, and before they knew it, they were holding hands, and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

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In the Goblin Lair.

After waking up, Elodie went to the bathhouse to wash himself thoroughly, cleaning off the dirt left over from yesterday's wrestling. He changed into a new coat and began to stroll around the nest again.

In the kitchen, the female scholar met Ronelle. Sophie had told her before that Ronelle was Alan's mother.

At present, the kitchen has not been renovated yet. It has only a stone kiln that can be used for cooking and barbecuing, and there is a simple wooden chopping board next to it.

Emma cooks most of the time, but these days when she is pregnant, Ronnie takes her place.

The woman was processing the ingredients, which were river fish caught by several goblins. Fish meat accounts for a small proportion of the meat that people usually eat, so Ronnie was going to stew a pot of fish soup to try a change of taste.

The female scholar also came forward to help. She didn't know any cooking skills, she was just looking for an opportunity to join in the fun.

Ronnie is about twenty-one or twenty-two years old. She is also an easy-going and friendly woman. She has brown eyes and long hair, a beautiful figure, and big breasts, which are faintly visible in her robe.

After chatting, Ronnie said that the place where she was born was a small village mainly engaged in animal husbandry. Her aunt ran a cattle ranch there. After the village was attacked by goblins, she was captured and became slaves.

However, she does not feel any regret or resentment now. Since she had her son Alan, she feels that her life has become perfect and every day is fulfilling.

Ronnie said that when she was captured by the goblins, the entire village was massacred by the goblins in a brutal manner.

She was greatly shocked at the time, and she survived in the nest thanks to Notis's protection, but the fear of helplessness and loneliness eroded her heart all the time until Alan 'appeared'.

He was the pillar of her life, her blood relative. Becoming the son of the tribal leader was like a ray of light that dispelled the haze in her heart and brought her warmth and an incomparable sense of security.

Even if it was a goblin, as long as it was by her side, she would never feel alone again.

Ronnie's feelings for Allen are full of maternal love and dependence. As long as her son is happy, she will do anything.

Female scholar: "You must have given birth to several litters of goblins. Apart from Alan, where are the others?"

Ronelle shook her head: "Only Allen can make me feel that he is my son. The other goblins..."

She didn't know how to describe it: "They all seemed to be just wild animals. They didn't think I was their mother at all. In the whole nest, only Alan and Notis were different."

The female scholar nodded. She did know a little about the ecology of goblins. Goblins' offspring from other races had no concept of parents. To them, reproduction simply meant an increase in the population of the tribe.

Ronnie stroked her belly and frowned:

"In fact, giving birth to ordinary goblin cubs is no different from excreting and pooping. After they are born, they have nothing to do with us. They themselves don't pay much attention to the growth of these cubs. They usually feed them some maggots or something like that."

I'm cooking now, so I won't mention the disgusting maggot farming. Ilodi changed the subject:

"I think Alan really treats you as his mother. Will he listen to you?"

The female scholar actually wanted to ask whether Ronelle had a deeper influence on the goblin leader.

Ronelle smiled gently: "Besides being a mother, I am also his slave."

Elodie: “Ah… this…”

The female scholar felt speechless. How could a son make his mother a slave?

Elodie and Ronelle talked a lot.

The female scholar tried to change her mind and said softly:

"You know, if you become a slave of the goblins, you might be slaughtered and eaten one day. You are the mother of the tribal leader, so you can talk to him and see if you can change this bad habit."

Ronelle nodded in understanding, but then shook her head and replied with a smile:

"It's okay. Notis will only kill women who volunteer. If you're scared, she won't hurt you."

Then, she showed a hint of anticipation on her face, and continued with a smile:

"Actually, I'm looking forward to it. If Alan and Notis want to kill me one day, I won't refuse."

When the female scholar heard this, she couldn't help but let out two cries of surprise:

"Ah? Ah?" Ronnie continued to explain:

Just like what Notis said, the woman who was slaughtered should feel very happy at the end. "

She paused and then said:

"This method of turning pain into excitement seems to be more comforting than old age or illness, so I am not afraid at all..."

After hearing this, the female scholar felt that her three views were shocked again.

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In the hunting grounds outside the capital, Cecilia took her maid to join the nobles' outing, along with Elvira and another hired female adventurer.

Elvira and the adventurer were both wearing maid outfits and following behind Cecilia.

Elvira has her own formal attire for an apprentice priest, but she is now a servant hired by Cecilia, and a maid outfit is one of the job requirements.

Over the past few days, she had become quite familiar with Cecilia, the noble lady, and they usually got along well. This was not the first time that she had accompanied Cecilia to a party, sometimes hunting, sometimes tea parties or dinners.

If Cecilia hadn't offered a good reward, Elvira would actually not have been willing to come.

In the eyes of the priestess, these aristocratic gatherings were a complete waste of time, with almost no substantive content except bragging and showing off to each other.

Even for outdoor activities such as hunting, men would just ride their horses leisurely and let their servants hold the reins and stroll on the grass.

Occasionally they would stop to catch some cute rabbits to show off what they called their "heroic presence."

The ladies are responsible for using their sweet voices and bright smiles to marvel at the men's actions in catching rabbits and offer words of praise.

Of course, they would not forget to instruct the maid to roast the caught rabbit into a delicious dish.

The social activities of the nobles seem simple, but in fact they are full of hypocrisy and vanity.

However, surprisingly, Elvira gradually realized that Cecilia was not popular in this aristocratic circle.

She was labeled a "country girl from a small place" and became the object of ridicule and contempt by other nobles.