The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Winnie held Notis's hand and whispered in her ear, "This elf is so beautiful. I've never seen such a handsome man!"

Notis also looked at the elf's face: "Have you never seen an elf?"

Winnie shook her head.

Notis: "He is the master's slave now. As long as you obey the master's arrangements, I guarantee that you can..."

Winnie: “Hmm…”

As the elf listened to the conversation between the man and the monster, his face turned pale. He cursed these goblins inwardly for being shameless and secretly made up his mind to escape as soon as he got the chance.

The convoy walked until noon. The sunlight was too dazzling for the goblins, who were nocturnal creatures, so Alan and Notis found the shade of a giant tree to rest.

Winnie was unwilling to eat the flesh of her own kind, so Alan and Notis found an iron pot and prepared to stew a pot of ferocious jackal dragon soup.

Taking advantage of the chaos when the caravan stopped to cook, the elf Ansiel finally found an opportunity. Although he still did not find his bow and arrow, he stole a knife from a wooden box.

Seeing that Alan and Notis were both burning a fire nearby, the beautiful elf boy found the right opportunity to distance himself from them. He kicked away a goblin that was in the way, ran up to the huge tree trunk with a few steps, and then, like a gymnast or parkour athlete, he somersaulted twice nimbly, grabbed a branch four or five meters above the ground, and climbed up, looking down at the group of goblins and pig-headed men.

Notis frowned. Judging from the action just now, the elf was at least a master above the Qingyu level. She originally thought that he would be caught by a group of ragtag bandits. He was just an ordinary person, so she was indeed a little careless.

Although Duo Luo was also surprised, he just thought that the elf boy's agile movements were amazing.

Ansiel: "Thank you for destroying those bandits, but I will not be your slave."

After Ansel finished speaking, he turned around and leaped towards the nearest branch with a nimble body and graceful movements.

Neither goblins nor pig-headed men are good at climbing trees, so as long as he can climb over one more tree trunk, he will be confident that he can escape successfully.

However, the elf boy who had already jumped up suddenly found himself fixed in the air. He neither flew to the target branch nor fell to the ground. He was just suspended in the air.

After being stunned for a moment, the elf boy began to panic. He tried hard not to shout, but waved his hands and feet as if trying to break free from this strange state.

Turning his head and looking down, he found that the goblin named Allen was raising a hand towards him.

It was done by him. It seemed to be a spell like the Hand of a Mage. The elf reacted quickly, but strangely, he didn't feel any magical fluctuations at all. His body was suspended in the air and he couldn't use any strength. He had no idea how to break free. He could only watch himself being slowly pulled to the goblin's side.

After landing, the elf boy regained his ability to move and immediately raised his dagger to block in front of him, but he also realized that the goblin in front of him had strange abilities. He estimated that the opponent's strength was at least at the level of emerald or even ruby, and he might not be his opponent.

The priestess next to him looked at him warily, her magic power ready to be unleashed, and she would probably be difficult to deal with.

He glanced at the human female on the other side again. This woman with a curious look on her face was a breakthrough. Ansel felt that if he suddenly caught her, he might be able to use her as a hostage, but after thinking about it, he decided not to take action.

Alan could see from his eyes that he wanted to take hostages.

Allen: "What? You're not going to do it?"

Ansel gestured with the dagger and glanced at Winnie beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Ansiel: "I will not use force against innocent people. Thank you for not hurting me before, and I will not hurt you either. But if you force me, please allow me to fight to protect myself."

Alan looked at the elf boy with some emotion. Even after being caught by goblins, he was still so polite. He was truly an elegant elf.

The boy's eyes were clear, and he was so principled when facing the enemy. Even Alan couldn't sense any obvious negative emotions from him, which made Alan have a good impression of this elf boy.

He activated the force and waved his hand lightly, and the dagger in the elf boy's hand suddenly flew out, slid in an arc and fell into Dora's hand.

Ansel, who accidentally lost his weapon, was a little surprised. Seeing the goblin holding a short blade and smiling at him, he was a little at a loss this time. He didn't even have a chance to resist with his empty hands. The elf couldn't help but frown.

Allen: "You are already our captive. You can't run away. You'd better become my slave, Darth Allen! Work for me and serve me!

Ansel's lips were tightly pursed and his face turned black. He knew what would happen if he fell into the hands of a monster like the goblin.

Allen: "Notis, do you have any idea to make him calm down?"

Allen frowned.

Notis: "Well, we can use some drugs to make him unable to resist."

Notis pulled out some powder.

Ansel turned and ran, trying to make a final struggle, but just like before, he was fixed in the air after taking only two steps, and this time all four of his limbs were fixed at the same time, making him unable to struggle.

The elf boy had a panicked expression on his face as he was pulled in front of Dora using the Force. He watched helplessly as Notis sprayed a handful of powder on his face and then gestured with her hands to cast a spell. Suddenly, a sour and numb feeling spread throughout the elf's body, and it seemed as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Alan released the Force restraint, and the elf boy collapsed to the ground as if he had no bones.

This powder and witchcraft are really effective, Alan sighed to himself.

When we first caught Corolla, we had to tie him up with a rope. It would have been much more convenient if we had this powder earlier.

He called the goblins nearby and they tied up Ansel's hands and feet.

Alan activated the Force, tentatively invading the heart and mind of the elf boy in front of him.

But Alan clearly felt that the elf boy's mind was protected by a layer of defense. Although there was no physical defense, in the perception of the Force, this layer of defense made his certain beliefs become indestructible, so that Dora's Force could not invade at all.

Is it some kind of spiritual magic?

Alan was a little confused and decided to ask Notis when he had time after preparing.

……

In the evening, as the sun cast its last rays of light of the day, the goblins ate and drank their fill and packed up their bags to set off on their journey.

Ansel was wrapped in a tattered blanket, sitting on the shaft of the cart with his legs hunched over, silent and with his head down, his expression could not be seen, but occasional soft sobs could be heard, and he was probably in a bad mood.