The Romantic Life of a Goblin

After keeping silent for a while, Ansel suddenly took out a dagger and pointed it at his neck. He used so much force that it even cut his delicate skin, and a trace of blood flowed out.

Ansiel: "I'm sorry, but I can't stay here no matter what."

The elf boy had a determined look on his face. If he couldn't escape, he would rather give up his life.

Notis: "Huh? Are you going to commit suicide?"

The priestess remained unmoved. Although she did not like it, she had seen many humans commit suicide.

Allen was a little surprised: "If you die, what's the point of freedom?"

Ansiel shook his head slowly: "I still have things I need to finish, and there are people waiting for me to return."

Allen: "Well...but the women here like you very much, so why not stay?"

When talking about women, although he still had an attitude of preferring death to surrender, the elf boy blushed a little.

Ansel: "I, I have a younger sister..."

The young man looked at the people in front of him quietly for a while and decided to confess his secret.

Ansiel: "My sister and I had an illicit love affair, so I became a sinner and was exiled from the tribe. Only by becoming a warrior of the forest can I be recognized and return to our kingdom of elves."

Ansel still pointed the blade at himself without any hesitation.

Ansiel emphasized again: "I can't stay here. There are important people waiting for me to return."

The elf boy looked at Alan with a complicated expression: "I envy you monsters for being able to do things without any scruples, but I am different. If I can't go back, I would rather die here."

Notis and Carola were a little surprised to hear the elves' story. They knew that some elves would be driven out of the village for committing crimes and would then be left to fend for themselves in the human kingdom. They didn't expect that Ansel was one of them, and the crime was a taboo.

Alan nodded and thought to himself: ' I have encountered both this cross-dressing man and the German orthopedic plot.'

Elf boy: "I already know that I am no match for you, but if you force me to stay, you will only get my corpse."

Notis blinked. Although she thought it didn't matter if the other party died, she still felt that it would be pitiful for the elf boy if he died like this.

Carola: "Was your sister also exiled?"

Corolla was somewhat curious about the story of this elf boy.

Ansiel shook his head. "No, I insisted that I was the one who delayed her. Although everyone else knew the truth, saying this would allow her to live in the town without being punished."

Carola: "Hey? If she stays alone, she will be bullied by others, right?"

Ansel's expression suddenly became a little gloomy.

If it were a human village, if such a scandal was discovered, neither men nor women would end up well.

The elf boy's voice trembled slightly: "I don't know how she is now..."

Allen: "Um, what are these warriors of the forest you mentioned? What are you going to do after you leave here?"

Alan put away his weapon, feeling that there was no need to continue fighting.

Ansel: "According to legend, the female fire dragon Magnolia is the maid of the Moon Goddess. She is the totem of our forest tribe, Lacatro. If anyone can conquer her, he will become our Elf King and can command all the forest tribes."

What was said above were just legends. What Ansel was going to tell next was a little difficult because his goal was almost impossible to achieve.

Ansiel: "And the Forest Warrior is the guard of the Elf King. It is the highest honor and the glory that can only be obtained by those who have tamed the Savage Jaw Dragon."

Carola: "Brute! Brute Jaw Dragon?"

Notis and Corolla were both a little shocked, as they both knew how powerful the Barbarian Jaw Dragon was.

Carola: "Even if a team of all Jade-level hunters were formed, it would be difficult to kill the Savage Jaw Dragon, right?"

Notis: "And you want to tame it? Don't even think about it if you don't have the strength above Hongyu."

Ansel: “Hmm…”

The elf boy nodded. Although he looked a little depressed, his will remained firm and he did not put down the dagger in his hand.

Allen: "Oh, I see. You went to the Hunter's Guild in the human town just to hire hunters to hunt the Brute Jaw Dragon?"

Ansel: "Yes, but no one is willing to take on a mission that will surely lead to their own death."

After listening to this, Alan lowered his head and thought for a while.

Allen: "When we were hunting the Great Fierce Jackal Dragon, we found several elven arrows on it. They should be yours, right?"

Ansiel: "Ah? Is that the big fierce jackal dragon you hunted?"

Ansel was also a little surprised: "I have been looking for the whereabouts of the Brute Jaw Dragon in the forest. Once I encountered a large and fierce jackal dragon, and it was hard to escape..."

Alan nodded. It seemed that the arrows that appeared in the Pig-headed Man tribe were also left by him.

Allen: "If you become a forest warrior, will your fellow elves approve of your relationship with your sister? Or can forest warriors do whatever they want? Even if it's a taboo, no one dares to interfere?"

Alan continued to ask, he felt that this was the most important question.

Ansel was speechless: "This..."

This question obviously stumped the elf boy. Becoming a warrior only meant supreme honor and recognition from his compatriots, allowing him to end his exile and return to the tribe, but no one would approve of his relationship with his sister because of this.

Ansiel: "I, I never thought about this... but, as long as I become a warrior, I can go back to see her..."

The young man spoke with difficulty, tears welling up in his eyes, and he unconsciously put down the dagger in his hand...

Carola felt a little sympathy for this elf boy. Although she had always been single and could not understand the pain of separation from her lover, this did not prevent her from being moved by this sincere love.

They were silent for a while, and only the boy's soft sobbing could be heard. Ansel was not actually that weak, but the slave life of the past few days, coupled with the despair for the future, and the heavy pressure almost broke him down.

Alan now understood why his previous Force connection had failed on the elves.

Alan thought: "This is the barrier in his heart. His love for his sister has built an extremely solid fortress in his heart, blocking the harm caused by insults and discrimination from others and protecting his soft and fragile heart. Therefore, the Force's mind-controlling skills cannot break through this strong belief."

The sad elf boy stood in the dark cave, wearing a flowery green skirt, his slender body trembling slightly, looking so lonely and helpless.

Alan walked over, raised his hand and pinched the boy's chin, then gave him a domineering and evil smile.

Allen: "Then you should become my slave!"

Ansiel: "What? You..."

The elf boy was feeling sad, and was threatened by Alan, so he suddenly became angry and embarrassed.