A rain has trapped me here.

Your cold raindrops, slapping indiscriminately in my face.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights, and Charles felt like he was sleeping on a waterbed every night when he felt like he was sleeping under the slime tarp under the slime tarp under his tent.

On the first night of the rain, water accumulated in the open space where the camp was held. If it weren't for a group of people taking turns to use all kinds of magic to blast out a long drainage ditch that drained the rainwater flowing everywhere into a small river more than a hundred meters away, they would have slept in the water by now.

After the rain stopped, the people who had gone out to explore the road reported the condition of the road, and the road was now muddy, and it was difficult to walk on horseback, let alone the carriage that was almost full of goods.

This forced the caravan to wait here for another two days, waiting for a better walk and being prepared to avoid wheel pits.

In the past few days, Charles's "Golden House Hidden Beauty" affair was discovered, and Aubrey happened to meet a panicked Charles who was staying in the tent with the big goblin when he was checking the situation of the tent in the camp in the rain.

Aubrey smiled and said, "Why is there no one here?" and left, leaving Charles with a scared face.

On the second day of the rain, the goblin pestered Charles to read to him, and God knows how she came up with this stubble.

However, she just wanted Charles to do something for herself to have some fun, so even if Charles was reading to her Virdra's "Slime Breeding Care Techniques", she looked at Charles with big eyes and a happy face.

Those books from the demons can't be seen by Aubrey, so Charles only dares to take them out to pass the time when there is no one around, and Aubrey's sudden arrival just now startled him.

Now Charles basically has these books in his hand, so he can't let him read the "Elf Tetralogy" to this goblin, what if there is a "guillotine ☆ big goblin"?

On the first day after the rain stopped, Charles read "An Analysis of the Classes of Eastern Society" without the author's name.

The big goblin shrunk a little in size and sat in his arms, listening to Charles studying there, while occasionally shoving the wild fruit in his hand into his mouth.

At this time, there is no shortage of ripe wild fruits in the mountains, and every time the big goblin appears, it always brings some fruits that Charles has never seen. Although there are health risks associated with eating wild fruits raw, the big goblin guarantees that there is no problem with eating them, so Charles will eat them.

At the same time, Charles fed her a candied fruit or nut almost every time he turned a page.

When noon came, Charles took the goblin out of his arms and put it away, and he was going to follow to prepare lunch. I used to eat dry food for the first few days, and today I will have a hot meal when the weather is fine.

As a result, he had barely taken two steps out of the tent when he found himself in the limelight.

He jerked his head back and saw the elf floating behind him with its wings outstretched.

For a moment, all kinds of whistles rang out, but the big goblin turned a blind eye to this.

When they met Artoria and Mordred at the stove, the elf reacted a little differently.

This morning Artoria came back from hunting a wild boar, and she was now hanging up the wild boar and bleeding it, and then taking out the edible internal organs, preparing to make soup with the wild vegetables, and then divide the meat and bones into several portions to eat at night.

Charles's task was to take the edible pig offal from the pig killing site and wash them with Mordred before handing them over to Donio for disposal.

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When Charles fetched the pork liver from the wooden plate, the goblin pushed him away.

At this time, Charles found that the elf always prevented him from getting close to Artoria, and she didn't give Artoria a good face from beginning to end.

In this case, Charles looked puzzled, Artoria looked confused, and Elizabeth continued to watch the excitement thoughtfully on the sidelines.

As the caravan set out on its journey, the elf departed. Charles gave his new friend all the preserves and nuts he had, and set out on his way with a basket of wild fruits.

After the rain, the road was blown by the dry north wind for two days and walked a little better, but the car still got into potholes from time to time.

At this point, after a few spells, the slippery pit became dry for a while, and the coachman padded it with all sorts of useful things, and the cart was quickly pushed out.

On the roof of the cooking cart, Charles found himself watched. Elisabeth, Artoria, Halcara, and Mordred sat across from him, watching him silently without speaking. It's just that Elizabeth and Artoria have solemn faces, while Halkala and Mordred are just joining in the fun.

As Elizabeth requested, Charles recounted in detail what he had been doing with the goblins in those days.

At this time, Charles also noticed that something was wrong, and he asked, "Sister, is there anything wrong with that goblin?"

Elizabeth did not answer, but looked at Artoria.

Artoria didn't speak, just shook her head.

Charles watched the two of them play a dumb riddle and fell into deep thought. It's just that he thinks about it, but he still can't figure out what the problem is.

In the end, Elizabeth just said "I'll tell you in ten years" and sent Charles away, and then asked him to continue practicing Elven with Halkara.

Artoria on the side also turned around, and she wanted to teach Mordred to read and write the lingua franca.

Charles's instincts made him feel that this matter was not simple, but now was not the time to delve into it, so he chose not to mention it for the time being.

In order to get through the dirt road as quickly as possible, the caravan made a rare overnight trip.

Under the light of the torches, the horses, who had been recuperating for several days, exhausted their strength and struggled on the slippery and muddy roads.

The drivers were also tired enough to keep getting the wheels out of the pits, while also keeping an eye out for wild animals that might be infested in the surrounding forest.

Until the next morning, a smell of burning wood came with the wind. At the same time, from time to time, some ashes from the burning of wood fall from the sky.

The further you go, the worse the quality of the air becomes, and the more ash of plants and trees floats in the wind.

As the convoy drove out of the woods, a large area of smoking pottery kilns appeared on both sides of the road.

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