book of old days

Chapter 43 Wednesday Speaks
When he woke up the next morning, Sean heard faint breathing coming from outside the door.

"Who's out there?" he called, and Wednesday's figure came through the door. "It's me, sir, and the brothers are ready for work."

Xiao En was overjoyed at first, this little thing really came back to life, he nodded his head pretending to be indifferent, and suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise, you can talk?
"Yes sir, Wednesday can talk."

Sean was a little speechless. He always thought that dwarves were dumb, "Then why didn't you speak before?"

Wednesday spread his hands, although he didn't say anything, but the meaning seemed self-evident, 'I don't know you very well'.

Sean felt that if the gnome really had some kind of supernatural ability, it must be this ability to express his inner thoughts through a simple action.

He nodded, "Okay, so now we are familiar?"

Wednesday shrugged.

"Oh, so be it."

Breakfast was oatmeal, toast and a bacon.

Sean was eating, and his mind was heavy. There were a lot of things to do today. The first thing was to clean up the corpse of the troll in the basement. That thing was already very smelly, and the longer it was left, the more difficult it would be to do it.

Until now, the stench on the monster's body and the image of the mountain of meat piled up after its death are still vivid in my mind.

Then a few more dwarves had to be summoned to fill in the dead ones. Considering Wednesday's intelligent creature side, he decided to hold a funeral for the dead dwarves.

In addition, he also needs to determine the next summoning plan.

He is not going to summon the Treasure Goblin anymore. If another giant Goblin appears, he is not sure whether he will be safe or not.

And yesterday's battle made him realize a problem, his current combat power is still too weak, maybe it's time to find a way to improve his personal strength.

He already has a rough plan, but he still needs to think about it carefully.

After breakfast, he came to the door of the basement again and lifted the lid. Before he could wait any longer, the stench that hit his face made Sean close the lid again.

That giant goblin must have carried a lot of bacteria, so that it still decayed rapidly in such a cold environment, emitting a strange smell.

Sean didn't think he still had the courage to go down, he glanced at Wednesday, and Wednesday nodded immediately, "Wednesday can clean it up for you, but maybe more people are needed."

It was true that the thing must have weighed at least five hundred to eight hundred pounds, and possibly over a thousand pounds, and it would be difficult for four goblins to clean it up.

It just so happens that he also wants to make up for the number of dwarf goblins, so the first thing today is to summon three dwarf goblins.

After breakfast, Sean set off with Wednesday and briquettes.

When walking halfway, the coal ball suddenly roared towards the distant woods.

Sean stopped in his tracks. He looked in the direction of the roaring coal balls, and saw a black figure in the distance.

It's an adult black bear!He was almost certain that it was the guy who stole the kobold's corpse.

Xiao En unexpectedly didn't feel flustered. The battle yesterday left him a deep impression, so much so that now he looked at the black bear, which was smaller in size, and felt surprisingly calm in his heart.

He even had time to finish the small half of the apple in his hand, then took out the shotgun, evaluated the distance between him and the black bear and the probability of hitting, and prepared to shoot when he was close.

He obviously only had one chance to shoot, but what was strange was that he didn't feel a little flustered in his heart, as if the shot would definitely hit.

The black bear seemed to sense something, and Xiao En's overly calm attitude frightened it. The black bear looked towards this side vigilantly, and stopped.

One person and one bear looked at each other for a while, and the black bear suddenly turned his head and ran away.

"What a pity," Sean said to himself, putting down the gun, "a nice fur coat is gone."

At about nine o'clock, Sean came to the tree hole. Without a pocket watch, he could only estimate the time through the sun and his senses, which made him a little annoyed.

When he was about to summon him, he lost the sense of ease he had before, and was even a bit dignified. Everything was ready, and Sean glanced at Wednesday, "Are there any big guys like yesterday in your group?"

Wednesday shook his head, which comforted Sean a little.

He opened the book and began to say the spell, the shotgun tucked under his side just in case.

Fortunately, bad luck doesn't always haunt him. The three summons went smoothly. Seeing the three new little guys that appeared, Sean fed them a few pancakes first, and then named them according to the week as usual.

He also made a short speech to the three dwarves, "From today onwards, you are my subordinates. In addition to me, you also need to obey Wednesday's orders. It is my steward. I am a Generous masters, you will understand this soon, work hard, and I will not treat you badly."

Sean wasn’t very involved in his speech, he already felt that these dwarf goblins are almost the easiest minions to instigate besides being useless, and they won’t perform supernormally because of your heartfelt confidence, but they won’t be because of your To perfunctorily steal and play tricks is simply a tool person without emotion.

The only difference is that on Wednesday, it puffed out its chest in style, and drove its compatriots with sticks to make them hurry up on the road.

Back at the mansion, Wednesday immediately directed the group of dwarves to get busy.

Sean didn't go to the scene to supervise the work. He had some doubts that the seven dwarves could pull out such a big thing completely. It turned out that he was right. The dwarves adopted another, simpler and more brutal method. Using a saw, the giant monster's corpse was divided into a dozen huge corpses, and then carried out piece by piece.

They also brought a few wooden barrels down. Sean guessed that they should be used to hold internal organs and body fluids. He tried not to think about the picture below. He was hiding in the living room alone and studying the old books. Glass to observe work progress.

What surprised and admired him was the calmness they showed on Wednesday, as if what they were dividing and transporting was not a disgusting corpse emitting a stench and blood and pus, but just a pile of old furniture.

There must be an exceptionally tough mind beneath their seemingly puny bodies—or else they're too stupid to be afraid.

After a whole morning, these corpses were transported to a pit behind the manor and buried together.

Then the goblins cleaned up the traces of the basement.

After the matter was over, Wednesday directed a group of dwarves to take a bath in the pond. Sean took the opportunity to go to the basement. The stench could still be smelled clearly, but it had been reduced to a tolerable level. The mopping was clean, almost a stunning masterpiece compared to the disgusting scene before.

When Sean returned upstairs, the dwarves also returned to the mansion. Sean found some old clothes to change for the new arrivals. When the other dwarves went to change clothes, Wednesday found Xiao with something kindness.

"My lord, this is your crown."

Wednesday sent a squeezed and deformed crown to Sean. It must have been stepped on by the monster and turned into a pile of twisted metal. The gems on it were also broken, and the gold was still there. Valuable, but clearly not treasured.

Sean didn't pay much attention to it, he didn't plan to summon the Treasure Thief Goblin anyway.

(End of this chapter)