The Romantic Life of a Goblin

After dawn.

Everyone sat around a high-grade solid wood dining table, with exquisite high-grade ceramic tableware and silver knives and forks placed in front of them.

Although the ingredients have not changed much, enjoying the food in such a luxurious environment makes people feel particularly satisfied.

The men sat mostly casually, while the women seemed a little reserved.

Especially the exquisite white embroidered tablecloth, which made them dare not move it easily, for fear that the soup would accidentally splash on it and dirty the expensive furnishings.

Even the high-backed chairs with cushions made their butts feel a little uncomfortable, and they didn't know how to position themselves properly.

Not to mention those women who are not used to eating with knives and forks. They usually eat barbecue and bread with their hands, and only use spoons to drink soup.

At this moment, facing these exquisite tableware, they seemed a little overwhelmed.

However, among this group of people, there were four who performed relatively well: an artist couple, a female scholar, and Allen.

They seemed to be familiar with this aristocratic lifestyle and were able to use tableware skillfully and enjoy delicious food elegantly.

However, everyone was very curious about how a goblin could use noble tableware so skillfully.

After all, in their perception, goblins are usually barbaric and rude creatures, far from the elegant aristocratic life.

But the Alan in front of him showed a side that was inconsistent with his identity, which made people marvel.

The twin sisters, dressed in cute maid outfits, stood on either side of Allen, insisting on serving him their meals.

They carefully poured water and wine for Alan, claiming that this was the basic etiquette of a maid and that she had to wait until her master finished eating before eating, or fill her stomach in the kitchen before the main meal.

Alan didn't mind it, but since they insisted, he let it go.

Seeing how dedicated and conscientious the twin sisters were, Anne couldn't help but hesitate, wondering if she should learn from them.

However, her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Alan.

After all, as the maid of the "Devil's" servant, Anne had never received any education as a maid, and coming to help would only make things worse.

The female scholar looked at the women at the table who were feeling uneasy and said with a smile:

"Everyone, just be casual. These are all loot. Although they are valuable, they have no practical significance to us. There is no need to pay too much attention to them."

Alan nodded in agreement:

"We make these things to make everyone happy. If we care too much about them and end up not having a good meal, then we are putting the cart before the horse."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked to the side.

"You see, Nautilus doesn't care at all."

Notis was enjoying her meal without any hesitation, totally ignoring other people's gazes.

She ate with gusto and seemed to focus all her attention on the food.

Seeing this scene, everyone relaxed and began to enjoy this sumptuous dinner.

The goblin priestess behaved as usual, eating the barbecue until the table was covered with grease and a lot of soup was spilled. She noticed that everyone at the table was looking at her, blinked strangely, and swallowed a mouthful of food with an expressionless face.

Winnie burst out laughing, her laughter was clear and sweet, as beautiful as a silver bell.

Her laughter seemed to break the tense atmosphere and make people feel relaxed all of a sudden.

Goblins are indeed creatures that don't care about human etiquette. Their behaviors and manners are always so unique and casual.

With this smile, everyone felt more relaxed and put down their knives and forks, no longer being so reserved about eating.

The women began to return to normal, and for a while the sounds of talking and laughing were heard one after another, and the scene became very lively.

Denise sat there quietly, observing everything around her carefully.

She looked at those enthusiastic women and felt more and more strange.

These women don't look like the animals who are forced to be imprisoned here. On the contrary, they are more like the mistresses of this devil's cave, living a casual and sincere life.

This atmosphere made Denise feel confused. If she hadn't seen four disabled women with their limbs cut off being fed by other women at the dining table, she would have almost suspected that she had come to a family dinner hosted by a wealthy merchant.

The artist couple looked at each other, surprise in their eyes.

They could feel that the relaxed smiles on these women's faces were not artificial, but came from the joy in their hearts.

Not only that, they can also feel a warm and sunny emotion coming from these women.

Although they could not understand the reason, they had witnessed too many strange things since being captured by the goblins and brought to this nest, leaving them overwhelmed.

After the meal, of course, it was time for the much-loved wrestling competition.

The women were all happy, running into the hall in groups of three or four, holding hands, and lying down.

Seeing this weird scene was like a bucket of cold water poured over the artist couple, instantly waking them up, and making them realize that this was still the devil's den of filth and evil.

But the experiences along the way have made them accustomed to this kind of life, and now they can only follow behind reluctantly.

Doreen was very caring towards the new woman. She took Denise's hand and helped her put her clothes away. She also gave her some tips on how to deal with goblins.

However, Doreen looked at Nelson next to her and didn't know how to respond. The man seemed to stand out from the crowd here.

……

During the wrestling convention, Allen retrieved Nelson's painting tools from the wagon and gave them back to him, saying:

“After you finish the game, you can take a closer look and see that the scene is a bit chaotic but full of life and energy.

You can try to draw a few sketches first to get a feel for the composition, and then we can discuss it together after you are done. "

Looking at the goblin in front of him who was seriously preparing to create, Nelson could only nod in agreement reluctantly.

The next day, in the goblin's lair deep in the forest.

After Alan woke up, he received news that a scout from the goblins who were sent to scout the ruins had returned.

After inquiry, we learned that the ruins had been completely abandoned, but fortunately it was not burned down by adventurers and some facilities were still intact.

Therefore, while bathing, he discussed with the female scholar and decided that they should open a second nest and clean up the ruins.