The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Chapter 160 Corolla's True Feelings

Julie waited quietly, and time passed by minute by minute. Finally, she raised her head, looked at Carolla firmly, and asked in a calm and serious tone:

"Actually, you're staying here voluntarily, right?"

Hearing this, Carola's face turned pale instantly, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and stammered in response:

"Ah, this..."

After her initial panic, Julie has gradually calmed down and started to understand something.

Like the female scholar who had just given a speech in the hall, this powerful female hunter seemed to have voluntarily become a slave of the goblins for some reason.

Otherwise, with her ability to defeat the Flying Thunder Dragon, why didn't she choose to escape from here?

Realizing this, Julie felt a pang of regret, thinking she had been too rash in asking her for help.

My heart was filled with fear at the time and I said those words subconsciously.

At this moment, she couldn't help but worry: "You won't report me to that goblin?"

Corolla quickly shook his head and denied:

"How could I possibly go along with those goblins? You must believe me, I'm telling the truth!"

Julie frowned and asked doubtfully:

"But you promised to save me..."

The female hunter nodded without hesitation:

"Well! I didn't lie to you!"

There was an unshakable firmness in her voice that put Julie at ease a little.

However, despite this, Julie began to doubt Carola's true intentions.

After all, in such a dangerous environment, no one can easily trust others.

Carola hugged Julie tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to merge her into her body:

"As long as I'm alive, I will never let you get hurt. I swear."

Julie could feel the powerful strength in the hunter's arms, a firm belief that came from deep in her heart, which gave her a great sense of security.

However, Julie thought about it carefully, the female hunter had indeed been saying that she would save him and protect her, but she never said that she would take her away...

Julie tried to push Corolla away, but the Huntress was so strong that she couldn't break free.

Carola whispered in her ear:

"I'm sorry, I... I don't want you to leave. I will risk my life to protect you, but, but... but if you run away, we will no longer be companions..."

Her tone was full of helplessness and reluctance, as if she had something to hide.

Carolla was not eloquent. She just held Julie's hand tightly and repeated over and over again:

"If you think dragon meat is not tasty, I will go hunting for whatever you want to eat. If you want beautiful clothes, I will try my best to earn money to buy them for you. If any goblins bully you, I will definitely help you teach them a lesson! But please don't leave, okay?"

By the end, Corolla's voice had a distinct sobbing tone, as if she was about to cry at any moment:

"Please, don't give up on us so easily, okay..."

Julie looked at the girl in front of her silently, without saying a word or responding.

Carola continued:

“In fact, when I was first caught here, I was trying to find a way to escape from this place every day.

However... as time went on, I found myself becoming more and more dependent on this place."

Her voice was soft and gentle, and seemed to contain endless emotions:

“Here, I am no different from other slaves. We have experienced many difficulties and setbacks together, but it is these common experiences that have made me understand what true friendship is.

They had a lot of trust in me, and I liked everyone very much.

In this place, everyone is so close, just like the bond between you sisters.

So if I choose to run away, I will feel extremely guilty because I know that doing so will betray everyone’s trust in me.”

Julie was a little touched, and even though the huntress's reasons were strange, the warm feeling in her heart was passed on to her.

Julie slowly reached behind Corolla and hugged the female hunter tightly, her tone carrying a hint of sadness and helplessness:

"Then, will we never be able to go home?"

Carola felt Julie's inner pain, and she hugged the girl tighter, trying to give her more warmth and comfort:

"No, this is our home! And, and..."

The huntress raised her head, grasped Julie's shoulders with both hands, and looked at her firmly and tenderly:

"In the future, when you become our partner, I will personally escort you back to your parents' home to play!"

When Julie heard this, she was stunned, and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart.

She almost laughed at what Carola said, and her originally heavy mood was lightened a lot by this humor:

"What do you mean by going back to my parents' home? I didn't marry here..."

After hearing this, Carola showed a hint of embarrassment on her face. She scratched her head and realized that she had used the wrong words:

"Eh? Yes, then it can be considered as visiting relatives."

Julie sighed deeply, knowing that she still couldn't escape from this terrible place. She helplessly put her head in Carola's arms, her voice bitter:

"Well... I understand. Although, although I can't run away, thank you all the same..."

Carola gently stroked Julie's hair to show her understanding and support.

Julie is actually one year older than Corolla, but in front of the powerful monster hunter, she seems like a little sister.

For some reason, she no longer wanted to run away.

Maybe she thought that if powerful women like Carola and Elodie were willing to stay here as slaves, why would she run away? The affluent life described by the female scholar was indeed something she looked forward to.

Julie: "I want to discuss it with my sister. If she is willing, we can all stay here..."

The female hunter looked at Jyoti on the bed and asked, "Is your sister ready to talk to you?"

Julie shook her head. "Alan, it said that it used some magic of the Force to connect me and my sister. When we are intimate, we can feel and see each other and talk. This will help my sister recover faster."

Carola knew that Alan knew some strange witchcraft, so she wasn't surprised.