The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Notis could sense that everyone was in a low mood through the Force link, but there was nothing she could do.

The priestess was willing to establish an emotional connection with these slaves and share her joy and happiness with them, but she also knew that this twisted happiness was built on the miserable experiences and painful memories of these slaves. Their original lives were destroyed by these filthy beasts, and their lives and dignity were trampled by these monsters. She was not qualified to comfort them.

The cave became silent. The women went back to doing their own things quietly. The previous chats and fights filled with happy laughter disappeared.

Corolla squatted in a corner of the cave, holding her head and burying her face in her knees. She wanted to cry and didn't know what to do. Winnie squatted beside her and also didn't know how to comfort Corolla.

Winnie was not affected too much, unlike other women, she came here almost voluntarily, because in the slave market, she found that the buyers looked at her in a very strange way, and that feeling made her shudder.

In comparison, these monsters seem safer.

Although the current situation was somewhat beyond her expectations, at least she no longer had to face those terrible buyers. And there were some companions here, although they were not familiar with each other, it was much better than facing the unknown alone.

Whether the bandits were killed or not when they were captured did not affect her at all.

The bonfire and the torches on the wall were burning, but the light could not illuminate every dark corner.

Ellen came among these women holding her mother's hand.

Alan: "What's wrong? You all look listless."

Alan looked around and loudly preached to his slaves: "When I was born, you were already living here. I don't know what kind of life you lived in human society before, but from the moment you were captured by us, you were already dead."

Carola and the women looked up at Alan and could feel a sense of faith coming from him.

Allen: "Whether it's your former relatives or friends, when they knew you were captured by the goblins, you were already dead in their hearts. They may mourn for you and feel sad for you, but that's all in the past. There is no place for you in human society anymore."

Alan looked at these women and used the Force to control their minds, allowing his will to be transmitted to their hearts through the links between each woman.

Allen: "But you are still alive, living as my slaves."

Allen: "Living here, you have new companions and a new home. As long as I, Darth Allen, the leader of the tribe, am here, this is your place. I will bring you a new life, new happiness and joy."

Alan absorbed the sorrow and grief among these women through the Force, turning these dark emotions into burning passion, which inspired and motivated the women.

Notis was the first to feel the fluctuations in her emotions. Guilt and confusion disappeared, replaced by a firm belief and longing for and love for these women.

Notis: "Yes, what are you doing?"

Notis strode to the middle of the slaves, took Helen's hand, and looked at her still somewhat bewildered face.

Notis: "Kneel down before the Master!"

Notis ordered her forcefully.

Helen: “Ah?... Oh...”

Although she didn't quite understand, the woman wiped her tears and knelt obediently on the ground in front of Duo Luo as she always did.

The priestess looked at the woman at her master's feet with a slight smile on her face.

Notis: "After you are captured, you will be slaves of the Goblin Tribe and your master, Chief Allen. From now on, you will have nothing to do with your previous life."

Notis looked at every woman here: "Your body, heart and life belong to the master. As long as we are together, this is our home and we will always be companions."

Carola stood up and pulled Winnie over here. They could feel their mutual dependence in their hearts.

Corolla's eyes sparkled with determination, and her voice was full of passion as she said, "That's right! No matter what happened in the past, it has become history. Now, let's work together to turn this place into a warm home that belongs only to us! Not only should there be comfortable bathrooms, clean toilets, and fully functional kitchens, but also those exciting exquisite clothes and fashionable furniture to embellish our lives."

As he spoke, Corolla seemed to have dispelled all the previous gloom and depression at once. He became energetic and happily immersed in the vision of a beautiful blueprint for the future.

She then said excitedly: "Just wait for me to come back. I will definitely bring back many good things for you. Tell me quickly, which treasures do you each like? Just tell me your specific needs. Even if the funds are limited, I can find a way to earn enough money by hunting in the mountains to satisfy everyone's wishes!"

These words made Alan's mother smile.

Roniel nodded gently and agreed, "Yes, you are absolutely right! This place has become our common home. I love this land, my children, and I also deeply love the kind and lovely Notis and everyone here."

After saying that, Alan's mother slowly knelt down, gently took the child's tender little hand, and carefully put it to her lips and kissed it.

She whispered lovingly, "My dear child, everything that belongs to me will always belong to you."

Hearing this, Allen smiled and responded: "Yes, that's true. All of you are my treasures."

As he spoke, he stretched out his little hands and gently stroked his mother's loving face, conveying endless warmth and love.

At this moment, the house is filled with a strong atmosphere of family affection, making people feel happy and peaceful.

After the episode, the slaves regained hope and joy in life.

While eating, Carola took out a small notebook and found each woman to ask in detail what they wanted to buy.

Most of the slaves wanted a soft bed, because the place where they usually slept was made of licorice and grass, which pricked their flesh when they lay on their stomachs. If there was no soft bed, they asked La Lola to bring back some carpets or mats.

After talking about this most important task, the slaves talked a lot more.

First of all, there were all kinds of toiletries and cosmetics. Even in the goblin's lair, it was a woman's nature to love beauty. Even Nautilus was no exception and liked to decorate herself with some beautiful ornaments.

There were also various cooking utensils, sewing tools, and various sundries. Corolla took note of them carefully and said he would find a way to satisfy everyone.