Free Web NovelChapter 96: Chapter 82: Home
"Ah, this bed is so comfy, so comfy."
Red Eyes rolled around on his new bed, burying his face in the sheepskin and rubbing it back and forth.
"The Chief was right. My very first bed," he said, grinning from ear to ear.
The bed frame creaked with his movements. Red Eyes froze, then began to squirm carefully on the bed.
When Shire gave him the first bed today, Red Eyes had specially jumped into the underground river to take a bath. After he got out, he was shivering so hard from the cold that his teeth were chattering. Shire had no choice but to have Bai Mao brew him a pot of wild ginger and honey water.
"You idiot! What’s the point of just bathing yourself? You need to wash the sheepskin! You’ve been sleeping on it all this time, how could it possibly be clean?" Shire had berated him.
But after drinking the sweet water, Red Eyes was fine. Now he was lying on his bed, giggling like a fool.
"Next up, One-Eyed. Caocao, you help him move it." Shire continued to distribute the beds. Only six beds had arrived in this teleportation, so he could only equip his key subordinates first. He also told the other goblins that everyone would get one in a few days.
One-Eyed stared blankly as the Giant placed the bed in the spot where he usually slept. He touched the wooden frame, then carefully lay down on it. He turned over, and the frame let out a loud CREAK. He immediately sat up and repeatedly inspected the bed, only lying back down after confirming nothing was broken.
’It’s more comfortable than the ground.’ After lying there for a while, he got up again and lay on the sheepskin on the floor. ’But it’s not as soft as the sheepskin.’
He rolled around on the pelt a few times and wondered aloud, "The bed isn’t as comfortable as the sheepskin. Why did the Chief give us beds?"
It wasn’t until One-Eyed saw Red Eyes spreading his sheepskin over his bed that he understood.
"Comfy." He also spread his sheepskin over the bed frame and lay on it, rubbing back and forth. ’The Chief is amazing. He invented such a comfortable thing. We don’t have to sleep on the hard ground anymore.’
After enjoying it for a while, he hopped off the bed and picked up his wooden boards. One of them already had several thin lines carved into it.
He took out a new, unmarked board and carved a long line on it.
’Today is the first day I slept on a bed.’
Then, holding his wooden boards, he looked under the bed, seemingly dissatisfied.
He felt that placing such a nice bed on the dusty ground would get it dirty. One-Eyed suddenly felt a pang of protectiveness for his new bed, and by extension, for his wooden boards as well.
After a moment of thought, he called over the goblins who dug tunnels with him. "Come on, let’s clean this place up."
He took the initiative, leading the goblins to start cleaning the stone chamber where the tribe lived.
Watching his subordinates work so hard to clean the stone chamber, Shire suddenly felt a stir of emotion.
’Normally, I’m the one ordering them to do things. Once a task is done, the goblins usually just go back to their sheepskins and lie down. This time, they’re doing something on their own initiative. It seems like they’re taking pride in this place.’
"Last one, Buck Teeth." Shire handed out the final bed.
"Chief, this is uncomfortable," Broken Tooth said, running up to Shire with a hint of complaint in his voice.
"Uncomfortable?" Shire asked, looking at the fur clothes in his hands. "How does it feel?"
"Too stiff. Very tight," Broken Tooth said curtly.
"Is that so?" Shire stroked his chin. ’I’m sure I had them made according to your general size.’
"Try putting it on again," he ordered Broken Tooth.
A few seconds later, Shire slapped Broken Tooth on the head. "Idiot! The linen clothes go on the inside. You’re wearing the sheepskin tunic inside out."
He had to once again explain to his subordinate how to wear winter clothing.
A few minutes later, Broken Tooth was finally dressed properly.
"How is it? Feels okay now, right?" Shire patted his subordinate’s clothes, feeling their thickness.
"Mm, it’s... okay." Broken Tooth lifted his arms and moved his legs, then with a WHOOSH, he jumped into a shadow. Not long after, he emerged from it again.
"That’s good, then." Shire nodded and sent his subordinate on his way.
Broken Tooth familiarly went to a corner and sat down cross-legged. He took out two daggers made from the claws of a Fearsome Claw Bear and began toying with them. His new bed was here. After living in the Fortress for some time, he no longer spent his entire day hiding in the shadows. Though he was still timid, the Fortress allowed him to relax, free from the worry of being attacked.
Shire watched his subordinate happily toying with his new weapons, like a cat contentedly playing with a new toy. He shook his head and chuckled softly.
’Since this design works, I’ll have Mary contact the merchant’s guild and get them made quickly based on this pattern.’ He took a small notebook from behind him and jotted it down.
He had a lot of things to do these days, and frequent incidents within the tribe would often interrupt his work. So, Shire had specifically asked Mary to buy him a charcoal pencil and a small notebook for keeping records.
"Bai Mao, don’t start cooking yet." He called out to the female goblin who was about to prepare a meal. "Come with me to the platform."
Shire closed his notebook and called over Buck Teeth, Caocao, Bai Mao, and a few other goblins. They shouldered a fishing net and went to the platform by the underground river.
"Caocao, like this." Shire took the fishing net, then with a sharp twist of his body, he flung it out.
Then he pulled it back in, tidied it up, and handed it to the Giant.
Shire was only 1.3 meters tall; it was obviously impossible for him to handle such a large fishing net properly.
However, Caocao, who had now been granted an Unholy Boon, was already three meters tall. Strong and robust, he shouldn’t have much trouble using it to fish.
As it turned out, Caocao failed several times in a row to cast the net. Shire had no choice but to teach him personally, showing him how to swing it and when to let go.
