The Romantic Life of a Goblin

The raging fire at the execution site had long since gone out, leaving only a pile of black charcoal debris emitting wisps of blue smoke.

However, even though the fire had been extinguished, the priests and warriors of the Church of Light were still guarding the area closely, so Alan and Annie did not dare to go forward easily. They could only find a bystander to inquire about the situation.

According to the villager, the person being tortured was a witch with a bloated body and ugly face. What was even more surprising was that she seemed to be mentally ill and crazy.

When she was tied up and tied to a pillar and burned in flames, she continued to scream and curse, with obscene words mixed in with fanatical praises to the devil.

After that, the onlooker at the scene imitated the old witch's voice and shouted:

"The devil is coming! You lowly ants will kneel down before me one day!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice becoming hoarse and cracked, with even some piercing cracks.

Anne couldn't help but feel ashamed, because she knew her mother was always like this. But now that she knew it was all just a well-planned scam, she felt ashamed and embarrassed to hear the villagers imitating her again.

The villager did not notice Anne's abnormality, and continued to describe with great interest and vividness the tragic scene of the old witch's skin and flesh being burned by the fire, and the scene of the surrounding onlookers throwing rotten fruits, rotten eggs and hard stones at her to vent their anger.

After hearing these words, Annie froze in place as if struck by lightning. Her face, which was originally as pale as snow, was now bloodless, as if all the vitality had been drained away in an instant. Although she knew deep down that all this had nothing to do with the innocent villager in front of her, her body seemed to be out of control. Her right hand tightly grasped the dagger hidden in her sleeve, and she wanted to pounce forward again and again.

However, every time he made an impulsive move, he was held back by Alan beside him, making it impossible for him to move at all.

After finally finding out the details of the situation, Anne's heart felt like it was hit by a raging storm and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Although she knew her mother had lied to her, she was the person closest to her! Thinking of this, Anne could not help but feel sad. Tears kept pouring out of her eyes like a flood, flowing down her cheeks. At this moment, Anne had already turned a blind eye to the lively and enthusiastic villagers around her, and her heart and eyes were filled with endless sorrow and pain.

She tugged at the corner of Allen's clothes and said in a hoarse and low voice:

"Sir, let's go..."

Seeing this, Alan nodded slightly to show his agreement.

So, the two of them walked side by side, in silence all the way, until they were far away from that noisy place, and then they stopped.

At this moment, Anne was like a wounded little animal. She lowered her head, found a secluded rock and slowly sat down.

She buried her head deeply between her knees, making it impossible to tell whether she was still sobbing.

The pain of losing a loved one is truly unbearable, but Alan did not step forward to comfort her, because he knew very well that at this moment, perhaps giving Anne some space to be alone would be the best option.

Let time slowly heal the wounds in her heart. When the storm is over, I believe she will be able to pick herself up again.

The sun is like an old man, slowly moving across the sky, gradually heading towards the western horizon. As time goes by, the afterglow of dusk falls on the earth like a veil, covering the whole world with a mysterious and charming color.

Alan sat quietly on a stone. He gently opened the bag of food that he had carefully packed before, took out some food, put it in his mouth and started chewing.

Although these simple foods could not compare with a sumptuous banquet, they could temporarily fill his hungry stomach.

Just as Allen was concentrating on eating, suddenly, there was a sharp and piercing scream behind him. He turned his head sharply and saw Anne staring at him with wide eyes and a face full of horror.

It turned out that Annie had just caught a glimpse of Dora's true face after he took off his mask - it was a green half-human, half-beast face. Although it looked closer to a human than other goblins, it was still creepy for Annie who had never come into contact with monsters.

(Note: After Alan awakens and is named Darth Alan, he begins to look like a human or an elf. There will be more awakenings in the future until he becomes a monster with an elf-like appearance.)

“You…you…are…”

Anne's eyes widened and her lips trembled as she made intermittent sounds. The sound was like a candle in the wind, trembling with extreme fear.

Allen looked at Anne with a joking expression, his mouth corners slightly raised, outlining an extremely cold smile, and then he replied slowly:

"Haha, little girl, listen carefully, I am Darth Allen, the supreme leader of the monster tribe in this vast forest!"

After saying this, he deliberately puffed out his chest to show his majesty and status.

Then, Allen continued to ask in a provocative tone:

"What? Have you never seen our great goblin race before?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Annie shook her head like a rattle to show her unfamiliarity with the goblin tribe.

In fact, the organization that Anne had joined before, which claimed to be a religious group, was nothing more than a mob that cheated people under the guise of the devil.

As for what the real devil looks like, and what the extremely powerful army under his command is capable of, Anne can be said to know nothing about it.

Alan seemed to see through Anne's unconcealed fear and confusion at a glance. He took a step forward and slowly handed the unfinished food in his hand to Anne, while lowering his voice and speaking softly:

"Hey, don't be afraid. How about you try this? It should taste pretty good~"

Anne hadn't eaten for a whole day. She felt hungry and her stomach kept rumbling.

She looked at Alan's face, which looked like a typical goblin, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, but finally she nodded slightly and took the food from Alan.

Anne began to eat voraciously. However, while eating, she would occasionally steal a glance at Alan beside her, muttering to herself:

"Are you really the legendary Demon King? My mother once told me that only those who control the extremely powerful power of the Demon King can be called the Demon King..."

Hearing Anne's words, Allen's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and replied:

"Actually, I'm suddenly not interested in becoming a demon king anymore. Having a believer like you always makes me feel like I've lowered my standards."