What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Chapter 74 If You Don’t Like It, You Can Give It to Me

"Hey? Why are you home?"

Saya shrank, her eyelids drooping, "Where do you think I'm going to take you?"

Philbert didn't say anything. He thought... he thought they were going to travel around the world!

Seeing that Saya had already walked forward, Philbert shouted hurriedly.

"Where are you going?"

Saya stopped and looked up at the moon in the sky. "Go home."

Little Filbert twirled his fingers, "I want to go home with you, too."

"Are there talking foxes in your house too?"

"Where is your home? Is it far from here?"

Saya ignored him and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only an echo lingering where Philbert was.

"Don't just follow someone you don't know anything about. It's not a good habit."

Over the next few days, due to Philbert's running around, the defenses of the attic became even tighter.

Servants were only allowed to approach the little prince when delivering meals.

Philbert felt very depressed. He thought that the conditions he offered must have been unsatisfactory to the beast, so it was unwilling to take him with it.

He decided! He wanted to learn more skills!

That way he can offer better conditions the next time he sees it!

At this time, Philbert, full of fighting spirit, sat obediently on the stool, waiting for his brothers and sisters to bring him food.

How could the newly recruited and inexperienced servants stand up to little Philbert's spoiled and naughty behavior?

I know that servants will wash clothes and cook for their masters, boil water for bathing, sew clothes and make beds.

Filbert fell into deep thought...

It turns out he has so much to learn!

Forget it, let him learn from the beginning little by little!

Although he always tore his clothes when washing, overturned the pot when cooking, burned the stove when boiling water, and took a bath... he hadn't arrived yet, so he hadn't washed it before, and he didn't know it was a piece of clothing. When sewing clothes, they were so crooked that you couldn't tell they were clothes. Making the bed was easy! He just covered himself with the cloth, rolled onto the bed, and there he was!

He was going to change places again. Philbert held his cheek and looked out the window, not knowing whether it could find him.

This time the accommodation seems to be more quiet, I heard there is a forest next to it!

Philbert thought, don’t all small animals live in the forest?

Could it be that it lives there too?

So he escaped through the chimney again!

He brought money this time!

He was walking on the grass carrying his small package. Suddenly it started to rain and Philbert could only hide in a small tree hole.

He found a few little squirrels in the cave, so cute!

The rain kept falling, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Oh no, my stomach is rumbling again.

He suddenly saw that the little squirrel seemed to have a nut in his hand. Their eyes met, and the little squirrel tightened the pine cone in his hand.

Philbert took out a piece of silver from his bag and placed it in front of the little squirrel.

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The little squirrel held the pine cone and ran out without paying attention to the lightning and thunder outside.

Filbert lowered his head dejectedly and curled himself up in the tree hole.

Suddenly, a few fruits rolled in front of him, and Philbert looked up.

Ah! That's it!

"Your habit of running around everywhere is really... a real worry."

Philbert's stomach rumbled in response.

"Fill your stomach first. I'll take you to eat something else when the rain stops."

So Philbert didn't care whether the fruit on the ground was dirty or not, he immediately picked it up and started eating it.

The rain was still pouring down, and Saya shook off the fur on his body that had stuck together. Philbert looked at his wet appearance and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"It's raining so hard, did you come here just to see me?"

Saya rolled her eyes at him and said, "Otherwise, I ran out on a rainy day because I like getting wet in the rain?"

"How did you know I was here?"

Saya finally shook off the water droplets on her body and said, "I am in charge of this land. I can sense the spirit of every blade of grass and every tree."

It glanced at the soaked little golden retriever and said, "So the little squirrel just complained to me that someone not only occupied its home but also stole its food."

Philbert's eyes widened, and he waved his hands hastily, "I didn't steal his food! I paid for it!"

His tone suddenly dropped, "But it doesn't want it."

Then he took out a small silver ball from his arms and handed it over.

"I didn't know this was its home and this was compensation for it."

Saya was about to take it when Philbert suddenly thought of something and withdrew his hand.

Saya's claws were still suspended in the air.

"I forgot, you animals don't seem to like money very much."

Saya's throat felt itchy and she coughed a few times.

"Actually... not all animals..."

"Apologizing is easy. Give me the money and I'll teach you!"

Philbert handed the bead over again in a daze.

Saya silently stuffed the beads into the bag that had just been filled with fruit.

"Ahem, ahem, giving gifts isn't difficult. All that matters is a sincere heart!"

"Look what the little squirrel likes. He likes pine cones, right?"

"When the rain stops you can go under the tree and pick up a few baskets of pine cones. They're wrapped."

Philbert was stunned as he listened to what was probably the longest speech Saya had ever said to him since they met.

Saya tilted her chin towards him and asked, "Do you have any gold ones?"

Filbert shook his head.

Saya also shook his head. Well, he was just a down-and-out little prince now.

Seeing that it seemed very lost, he comforted it softly, "It's okay, I can go home and look for it!"

Saya patted the little guy's head and said, "It's okay. I don't like it that much either."

"But if you see it in the future and you don't like it, you can give it to me. I'm not picky."

It was the first time Philbert saw it talking to him so gently, so he didn't care what it said and just nodded continuously.

"Give you all!"

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