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It turned out that behind another fence, there were five goats. The goats have a bit of a mess of hair, and they're not very clean. Most of them, like any farmer's goat, sit around and chew repeatedly in their mouths.

There was one goat that was different. It is a black goat, although the hair on the whole body is also a little messy, but its hair is pure black, without a trace of impurities, if you only look at its body, you will think that what you see is not a sheep, but a darkness.

Its horns are very large, and the thick horns bend upwards to form a full circle that looks extremely hard.

It is not like its companions, huddled together, occasionally flicking its tail, and chewing without expression.

It looked at the strange humans who had suddenly entered, its eyes fixed on them, its whole body motionless. Soon its eyes locked on Arthur, and it looked at Arthur, its dark eyes covered with a sheen.

Although the black goat stared at Arthur in an almost eerie way, Arthur sensed something strange, but when he and his companions saw it, they just thought: Oh, this family still has sheep.

Later they heard the sound of chickens again. This makes them feel less out of the ordinary.

Norman soon returned. When she entered the stable, the black goat turned slowly and returned to its companions, becoming like them, munching leisurely on the hay.

"I brought some rocks. With that, Norman lowered the stones to the ground.

Norman and Salina built a bonfire together, and the flames burned, and the crowd soon felt much warmer.

"Maybe you need to dry your clothes. Norman looked at Arthur and said, "Do you have any spare clothes?"

Arthur took off his coat full of mud and water, and replied casually: "No, but it doesn't matter, anyway, I have to go early tomorrow morning, and the clothes can be dry." ”

While Norman was about to say something, there was a noise at the door of the stable, and everyone looked over to see a boy poking his head out of the door.

"Jessian!" called Norman, "what are you doing there?"

The boy named Jessian did not answer, he looked at Arthur and the others at the door, and then at Norman, and after a moment of hesitation, suddenly flashed into the stable, and quickly closed the door.

His hand rubbed against his clothes, and then he walked over quickly.

Arthur thought it strange that these two brisk steps did not make the healthy-looking boy gasp, but when he stood beside Norman, he gasped slightly.

The boy looked to be about fourteen years old, his body had not yet grown, and he could only reach Norman's chest when he stood up straight. Although he was not tall, he looked quite strong, and through the coarse cloth clothes, he could see the faint bulging muscles in his arms.

The boy's complexion was as fair as his sister's, but now his face was flushed, making the freckles on his face less noticeable.

The boy's blonde hair was a little darker than his sister's, as if he had inherited his father's hair color.

The boy's appearance was very simple, he looked first at Norman, at her long dress that was wrinkled by the rain, and then at her breasts tightly wrapped by her wrinkled clothes, where, in the exposed part of the neckline, there were droplets of water flowing down the slope into the ravine, and the boy stared at the flow of those droplets, and his lips were slightly open, as if to inquire where those droplets of water flowed.

Norman looked at Jesaian in a daze, and asked him again, "Jesian, why are you here?"

The boy was awakened by Norman's voice and escaped from his consciousness.

He looked at Arthur and the others, and pulled out something wrapped in paper from his pocket.

"I brought this to you. He opened the paper, revealing the cheese inside, "I think it would be nice for you to have dry food in the evening, it tastes good on it, it's Norman made, and it's better than many people make." ”

Norman was a little surprised: "Jamie, haven't you always been reluctant to eat the cheese at home?"

Jessien nodded, showing a somewhat tangled expression: "Yes, but these people gave us three hundred dinks, just to stay in the stable for one night, nothing, I think that's really bad, I feel uncomfortable, I want to give them something, so that they can at least stay comfortable." ”

Norman pursed her lips, she took the fist-sized piece of cheese, handed it to Arthur, and said, "Take it, this is my brother's heart." He's right, three hundred dinks for one night in the stable is indeed too much, I really don't know if I did something good for you, or if I hurt you, I hope you don't misunderstand me. ”

Salina was the first to reply, "We won't misunderstand you, but we will misunderstand your father." ”

When Norman smiled bitterly, Arthur said: "We have accepted your wishes, but you said before that the situation in your family is very bad, there is a shortage of food, you can keep this piece of cheese, our food is enough." ”

"We'll be fine. Norman crouched down and looked at Arthur who was sitting on the ground, "Even if we can get by with our conscience, take it, it's not a good thing, it's just a little heart." ”

Seeing that Arthur didn't mean to take it, Norman grabbed Arthur's hand and wanted to put the cheese directly into his hand.

A piece of cheese, accepted or not, was not meant to be a big deal. But Arthur didn't expect Norman to grab his hand.

Originally, it was not a big deal for Norman to grab his hand, but since hearing the cry of the sheep, or rather, hearing the cry of the black sheep, and making eye contact with it, Arthur has been a little uneasy.

Arthur's sudden movement of Norman was taken aback, and Arthur subconsciously struggled, because of the large movement, a necklace suddenly fell out of his sleeve, which was the necklace of the witch Monlora that Arthur wrapped around his arm.

Norman and Jesseen froze.

Norman's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "What is this? It's so beautiful! It's the first time I've seen something so beautiful!"

"Me too!" nodded vigorously in agreement.

"It's just a necklace. Arthur wanted to take back the necklace, but seeing Norman and Jesiaen's surprised looks, he simply took out the necklace completely and showed it to them, while also taking the cheese that Norman had stuffed into his hand and passing it to Werther.

"It's really good. Arthur said as he showed Norman and Jessiaen, "This is a little reward for our hard work, and we have earned it with great difficulty." ”

"Did your master give it to you?" Jessaen immediately asked Arthur curiously, "is that his reward for you?"

Jesiaen's words made everyone laugh.

Arthur smiled and said, "We don't have any masters, we all set out on our journeys for our own reasons, and we got this thing when we passed by the witch's castle." ”