The Romantic Life of a Goblin

The man said that the elf was a prisoner they had captured.

When they went to the town to hire a prostitute, they saw this elf near the Hunter's Guild office. He seemed to be traveling alone, so the gang of robbers wanted to kidnap him.

It's rare to see elves traveling alone in such a remote place, and they can make a lot of money if they meet customers with needs.

However, when they saw that the elf was carrying a bow and arrow, they were afraid that he might be difficult to deal with, so they did not dare to take action. Unexpectedly, the elf went into the forest alone, so they secretly followed him and did not catch him until he fell asleep at night.

Allen: “I see.”

The goblin had a general idea of what had happened, and then he asked about the distribution of bandits nearby, and information about human towns and villages.

Then, just in case, Alan used the Force mind control technique to control the other two men and questioned them, and the answers he got were basically the same.

Allen: "It seems that we are worrying too much. These humans are not targeting us, and the location of the nest has not been exposed."

Notis: "Well, although these people are not very strong, they are numerous. Fortunately, most of them were killed or injured by the previous adventurers, otherwise it would be really dangerous."

Notis also felt that she was lucky this time.

The effect of the Force gradually faded, and the three men woke up. They couldn't understand what had happened to them just now, and why they were so cooperative in answering all the questions.

These people were no longer of any use to Dora, so he asked the Pig-Headed Man to take the three men out and kill them. This time, the human corpses in the camp would be made into jerky, enough for the Pig-Headed Man and the Goblins to eat for two or three months.

Several men were struggling and screaming as they were dragged out of the tent by the pig-headed men. Just then, several goblins dragged in a female corpse. The woman's clothes were torn and there was a javelin stuck in her stomach, which had pierced through her body.

It turned out that the woman was having fun with the man in the tent yesterday, but when Alan attacked, she and the man were pierced by the javelin.

The woman in the tent screamed in fear at the horrifying scene, but immediately covered her mouth, fearing that her scream would anger the goblin.

Allen looked at the woman in front of him, and a trace of regret surged in his heart: "Oh, it's such a pity that this woman died!"

He turned and walked out of the tent, deciding to search carefully again to see if he could find any other loot.

After leaving the tent, Allen immediately summoned two clever goblins and ordered them to patrol and stand guard. Although the Force did not issue any warnings, the necessary safety measures must not be ignored for the sake of caution. After all, who knows if there will be any fish that slip through the net and sneak back to the camp to spy?

Afterwards, Alan called over several strong pig-headed men and ordered them to gather all the human corpses together and dispose of them properly. At the same time, he also instructed them to clean up and collect usable clothing, armor, weapons and other items, and place them in different categories.

Then, Alan sent a group of goblins to clean up the battlefield and sort out the debris. When they found that the cooking utensils used in the human camp were much better than the pottery pots in their nests, they packed them all away without hesitation.

In addition, the fabrics of other tents were carefully removed and rolled up for use.

Finally, Alan lit a bonfire and boiled some hot water.

He directed the pig-headed men to turn all edible meat into jerky for easy storage and carrying.

After a busy period, Alan was delighted to realize that the harvest was quite fruitful and enough to meet their needs for some time to come.

Alan came to the iron cage. The elf boy inside looked short, with short dark green hair and a pretty face. Judging from his human age, he was probably eighteen or nineteen years old.

The elf was only wearing a rag robe, as his original clothes were taken away by the robbers. Just now when he was sorting out the spoils, he found a very exquisite set of clothes and shoes. The patterns were intricate and the materials were exquisite. They looked very valuable. I guess they were his.

The reason why he can be recognized as a male elf at a glance is not only because of the visible Adam's apple, but also because the tattered clothes cannot cover the whole body at all, and the chest is exposed. Although there are no pectoral muscles, it is impossible for an ordinary woman to be so flat.

The elf was just as beautiful and delicate as in the legend. Although the facial features of a man could be seen, the eyebrows and lips were particularly soft. The eyelashes were long, more neutral. Although the face was dirty, the skin was as good as if it had been beauty filtered. When Alan saw this elf, the title of a crossdresser naturally emerged in his mind.

Alan: “Hey, hello.”

Alan greeted the elf boy.

Elf: "Well, hello..."

The elf boy was quite easy-going. Although he looked at the goblins with some disgust, it was not to the point of hatred. After all, it was the humans who caught him, not the goblins.

The elf looked at the goblin in monastic attire and felt a little strange.

Elf: "My name is Ansel, I am a child of the forest, from the Elf Tribe of Lacatro. I was captured by these human bandits a few days ago. Although I don't know why you had a conflict with them, I have nothing to do with them. Please don't hurt me."

The elf stood up and sat down, nodding politely to Alan and touching his chest.

Allen: "I am Darth Allen, the leader of the Goblin tribe. My pig-headed men were attacked by this group of humans, and we are here to take revenge."

The elf's expression turned serious. This goblin was actually a titled monster.

Elf Ansiel: "Can you let me go? These humans want to capture me and sell me for money, but I should be of no value to you goblins."

Alan smiled and shook his head.

Allen smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Goblins have never had the habit of releasing prisoners. You are so beautiful, how could you be worthless? As long as you are obedient and don't resist or run away, we will not hurt you."

The elf could understand what Alan meant by "value", and his expression instantly became extremely ugly.

He was naturally very clear about the habits of the goblin race. His heart was filled with fear and despair, and he couldn't help but tremble.

However, the elf gritted his teeth, tried to stay calm, and responded coldly: "I am a man, please respect yourself!"

Allen didn't take it seriously. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and when he spoke again, he only showed a meaningful and evil smile.

This smile made the elf tremble with fear...