In the evening, I sat in the forest behind my dormitory, holding my head and worrying alone.
My heart feels very tired, I want to go home.
For the first time, the thoughts of homesickness came to my mind.
No, it was not correct to say that I am homesick. After all, it’s been only a few days since I became a prisoner here.
It should be correct to say retreat.
Sigh, Brock, Brock, shame on you, did your resolve got shaken in the past few days?
But… who would have thought things could be so messy?
Now, if I think about it carefully, I haven’t seen many normal elves since I came to this country, have I?
“Alas….” I lowered my head with a sigh.
I couldn’t count the number of times I’ve sighed.
The firewood in the fire made crackling noises in front of me.
At the same time, a delicious fragrance of roasted meat came rushing to my face.
Ah, it’s finally baked!
I slightly refreshed my spirit, then grabbed the iron fork which was on fire with the whole roasted pig on it, turned it over, and looked carefully.
Well, it seems good, it has been cooked from inside also.
Looking at the delicious aromatic barbeque, a smile unconsciously came to my mouth.
After the class, I didn’t go to the dining hall for the meal. Instead, I went to the forest with my tools and luckily hunted a small wild boar. Since I came here, all I have eaten are fruits and vegetables, or special biscuits and bread made by elves. The portion is very small and disappears in a few bites.
…. Moreover, the feeling of eating in the canteen is quite uncomfortable. As long as I sit, a large circle of free space would be formed, even if the place is very tight, the student would rather eat standing with a plate than to come near the “forbidden zone” around me.
The same was also true for canteen people. In ordered to keep a distance from me, those female employees made a special spoon longer than the fishing rod, Fu**ing bullshit!
At least for now, let me forget those annoying things and reward myself.
The long lost joy of eating meat after a vegetarian diet eased my depression.
I removed the whole roast pig from the fork and put it on the washed leaves. I grabbed the knife for cutting and prepared to feast on it.
Then suddenly my ear caught a rustling movement sound from behind.
“Who!?” I turned around warily, with the knife in my hand.
There seemed to be something hiding behind the three not far away.
When a fire is made in such an open area, ordinary wild animals wouldn’t dare to approach.
In the part of the area I live, there aren’t supposed to be elves living, and except Rolanna no one would dare to come over, and Rolanna doesn’t need to be so sneaky when looking for me.
No, wait, there are elves that might come here….I’m afraid it won’t be just Rolanna.
For example, the female elf knight who had locked me in the sealed room in the morning and almost left a psychological shadow on me….
Immediately, an alarm sounded in my heart.
Was it because of what happened today she has a grudge and is trying to attack me?
If I think about it, it was very likely!
“I know you are there, come out!” I subconsciously put on a fighting posture.
I could clearly feel my heart beating violently, as I had just run ten miles with all my might. A cold sweat broke out involuntarily, and even the palm of my hand began to get wet and slippery.
The frightening silence lasted for an unknown time, then a small head emerged from behind the tree showing only half face, looking at me with the same vigilant eyes.
I froze on the spot.
It was not Miriya, but an elf student whose face looked familiar.
The short hair… the ears that are shorter than the average elf… and the look that seems to offend everyone.
I remember!
It was the half-elf who was being bullied yesterday in the corridor.
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