"Hehehe, I forgot!"
"I knew it! No wonder Umy had been sitting there for so long, looking confusedly at the hide. I can guarantee that right now he's cursing you to death, thinking you played a prank on him," The Old Female Goblin said while shaking her head helplessly, then pulled a scroll from her robe pocket. Tearing off a small palm-sized piece, she took out a feather quill and a small black ink bottle and hastily wrote something on the scroll.
She called out to a young-looking goblin who was looking at a big bird on the tree top full of amazement and had some impression in her mind.
"Go and give it to that Umy lying by the bush."
