Chapter 183: Someone Needs a Familiar

With one last glance at the huge pelt hanging on the wall, the goblin climbed both flights of stairs to reach his room on the top floor. 

He pulled the room key from his side pouch out of habit, though he didn't need it. The door was unlocked. 

Rizz waltzed in the next second. "Yo, Sabina, we need to chat." 

The cheetahkin woman was sitting on her bed. She caressed the warm long underwear now under a clean, short-sleeved shirt. 

When she heard the goblin enter the room, Sabina's content expression was stifled. "Sure. Is something the matter?" 

Rizz shook his head. "Nope. At least, nothing that we can't handle or figure out.

"Tell me, how'd it go with the bison?"

Sabina tugged at the trim of the shirt she had just changed into. "It went well. Morticia allowed me to wash up in the back. She also offered to clean my shirt along with the staff aprons and her husband's clothes."