The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Alan held Anne's hand and walked slowly out of the village. Their steps were firm and powerful, as if they were saying goodbye to the past completely.

The sunlight shone on them, reflecting the finger bone in Anne's hand that was still clenched, and it flickered faintly.

Alan stroked Anne's hair gently, his voice gentle and comforting: "Don't be sad anymore, forget those unpleasant people and things."

However, Anne shook her head, with a hint of sadness and attachment in her eyes.

"Although we are not particularly close, she is the only person in the world who is willing to take care of me."

Anne's voice was low and trembling, as if she was trying hard to suppress the pain in her heart.

Alan frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Well, in that case, then do as you wish."

Anne raised her head and looked at Alan sincerely and seriously, with a firm light flashing in her eyes.

"My mother did intend to give me to you. Perhaps this is fate. In any case, I firmly believe that I am destined to be your slave girl."

Anne's tone was firm and there was no hesitation at all.

Allen raised his lips slightly and asked with interest, "Oh? So you think I am the legendary demon king?"

Anne nodded without hesitation, her eyes full of admiration.

"That's right, my lord! You are able to display such miraculous power. There is no doubt that you must be the demon king who is feared by the world! Even if this is not the case, in my heart, you will always be my master."

After saying this, Anne lowered her head shyly and murmured softly.

Alan stroked her head gently again, smiled and said, "Everything is in the past. From now on, your life will have a brand new beginning."

The two walked side by side, gradually moving away from the village.

As Anne walked, she suddenly stopped as if she remembered something important.

She frowned slightly and fell into deep thought...

Anne said softly, "Every time my mother went out to work, she would carefully hide the wealth she had accumulated through hard work. Those were precious gold coins that she had accumulated bit by bit! They are not far from here. Let's go and take them out together."

Allen nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, I think I will never have the chance to return here in the future, so I might as well take them all away at once."

Anne raised her hand and pointed in the opposite direction of the town, then said, "We can reach our destination by walking along the river for about half a day."

In the afternoon, Allen followed Anne to a long-abandoned cowshed. Anne squatted down skillfully and began to dig the ground. Not long after, an object wrapped in mud appeared in front of them.

Alan opened the package and saw that it was filled with countless gold coins and some dazzling jewels.

Anne estimated the number and said, "These gold coins should add up to about five or six hundred."

Allen responded thoughtfully, "When we return to the lair, I'm afraid these gold coins will be useless. It would be better to go to the town to buy some things we need."

Since this trip took much longer than expected, Allen did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly embarked on the return journey, heading straight for the direction of the town...

At the same time, a ray of bright sunshine quietly shines into the house through the gap in the curtains.

Corolla stretched lazily, then yawned and slowly got out of the warm bed.

It was the second morning after Alan left, and the sunlight poured into the room through the window.

Without that naughty goblin around, the three women can finally enjoy the peace and quiet.

They decided to take advantage of this rare opportunity to relax themselves.

So, during the day, they happily went out shopping, walking through the bustling streets, picking out the items they liked; then they went into the bustling pubs, tasting all kinds of delicious food, and returned home contentedly after a few drinks. When they got home, they couldn't wait to get into the warm and comfortable bed, chatting about everything under the sun, sharing each other's joys and sorrows. In this way, they spent a wonderful day in laughter.

Today, the hard times in the Goblin's lair seem to have become a distant and vague memory, buried deep in my heart.

All three of them felt that if they could continue living in this peaceful and comfortable way, it might be a good choice!

However, Carola still had an indescribable feeling. She looked at the other two women sleeping in bed quietly, and a faint melancholy surged in her heart. Although everyone slept very well in the past two days and their mental state recovered quite well, she always felt vaguely as if something important was missing.

Carola shook her head gently, trying to dispel this strange thought. She jumped down from the bed quickly, and then gently woke up her two companions who were still asleep. Then, she began to prepare breakfast. Soon, a simple but hearty breakfast was placed on the small table beside the bed - there was the fragrant bread left over from yesterday, and the steaming, fragrant fish and radish soup.

After breakfast, the three of them packed up and set off for the town together. Along the way, they talked and laughed, and were in a particularly good mood. When they arrived in the town, they strolled leisurely in the streets and alleys, admiring the surrounding scenery and feeling the unique atmosphere of the town.

At this moment, Ronelle suddenly stopped, sighed thoughtfully and said, "Ah... I really don't know when Alan will be back?"

This sentence instantly made the originally relaxed and happy atmosphere become a little solemn. The other two looked at each other, with a trace of worry on their faces.

Corolla frowned and said, "Who knows where that damn goblin has gone to? If he still doesn't come back in a few days, we might as well just go back home. We don't bother to keep waiting for him!"

Ronelle at the side sighed helplessly: "I hope he won't encounter any danger."

Carola raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a hint of disdain. She glanced at Ronelle and said sarcastically:

"Humph, what kind of danger can that goblin pose? We're lucky if he doesn't go out and do evil, kill people, set fires, or rob women!"