Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 45

Ouyue opened her eyes and found that she was back in the exquisite mouse cage, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

The luxuriously decorated room was illuminated with precious gems. It seemed like it was still dark outside the window, but there was not a single star in the dark night today. It looked like it was covered by dark clouds.

I don't know when, he returned to the Strath castle again.

Ouyue tilted his head and looked at the things around him, which suddenly gave him an illusion. It was as if everything before was just a dream, he just slept in this bed for one night, and everything before was just a dream.

Ouyue was lying on a soft bed. This bed was very comfortable, and she still didn't know when she changed into pajamas. Her body was clean, but she was a little hungry.

It wasn't a big deal though, there was food and water right next to the bed. He sat up slowly, raised the pillow, grabbed a strange purple fruit from the plate and ate it. He had never seen anything like this before, but it was surprisingly delicious.

He briefly recalled what he had experienced before, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

He seems to have followed a guy named Lowenstein to a villa on a cliff, where he met a beautiful girl...in other words, a pretty devil.

He also killed an elf.

The purple fruit in his hand rolled out of his hand and fell into a big puddle on the ground. Ouyue suddenly held her head, and the entire elf curled up into a ball.

The elf was corrupted into a monster-like appearance. The elf's handsome face was completely ruined, and the entire elf was slowly decaying like a dead tree.

How painful that must be.

Ouyue cried softly, tears sliding down her cheeks, like beads with broken strings.

"Wake up." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the bedside. Ouyue raised her head, but she hadn't had time to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Shkaluo stood there and smiled at him in a friendly manner: "Why are you crying? Is it because you feel uncomfortable living here?"

"No..." Ouyue tilted her head and avoided his eyes.

"Then it's okay. When you're almost rested, just get dressed and go outside. Someone will pick you up where you should go." Shkaluo looked at Ou Yue helplessly. Shrugging: "It seems I need to find someone to clean this room."

Ou Yue looked at the purple mud on the ground and scratched her head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize." After Shkaluo finished speaking, he turned and left: "Don't worry about it. Someone will come over to clean it later. Don't worry, you can have something to eat first."

"Don't leave yet." Ouyue suddenly stopped him and asked cautiously: "Where are Lowenstein and Nasha?"

"We separated this morning. Lowenstein went to take Nasha home. He won't be back until the day after tomorrow." Schkalo looked at him and said, "We still feel that it is inappropriate for you to study among the undead. So I plan to create a better environment for you.”

When he heard the word study, Ou Yue suddenly couldn't stop trembling all over his body. He once again thought of the disaster he caused.

"What's wrong?" Shkaluo raised his eyebrows: "You don't look very good. Haven't you rested yet?"

"Why...why do I want to learn magic?" Ouyue asked softly, her words full of exhaustion.

"Why do you want to know this?" Shkaluo raised his eyebrows: "This kind of thing is irrelevant."

"But I'm just curious." Ou Yue looked at him: "Why do you want to learn magic?"

"In order not to bring shame to the family." Shkaluo tapped the badge on his chest with his finger: "Did you see that this is the family emblem of Strass? I am a member of the Strass family. If I didn't If you use it, others will gossip."

"Oh." Ouyue lowered her head, looking frustrated. This is not the reason he wants, because he is not a member of this family, and there is no need to study for the glory of this place.

"You don't need to think too much about this kind of thing. Just be obedient and work hard." Shkaluo paused, then walked back and touched his head: "We have great expectations for you, and we hope you can be better than Your brother is better."

"Brother" Ouyue was suddenly stunned: "Is Ori in Rovera?"

"Well, he is under the guidance of Luo Lina. I heard that he can already use intermediate magic in the past few days." Schkalo frowned: "Your progress is a bit slow, so you should finish your meal quickly. Come to me, hey, why are you running?"

Without him noticing, Ori actually jumped out of the bed, rushed out of the room, and ran wildly in the corridor outside.

He ran on the red carpet with bare feet, making a dull sound when he landed. It ran like a little mouse running out of a mouse cage, pitiful and making people want to kill it.

The ground suddenly lit up with a green light, and vines grew rapidly from the ground, binding Ouyue tightly.

"Hurry back and get something to eat. Our study should begin." Shkaluo came out of the room and fixed Ouyue in place with a wooden restraint rope.

Ou Yue suddenly turned around, her lips moved slightly, and the black air flow gathered in her hand into a black flame in almost a moment.

The low-level black fireball of the dark system was condensed in just a few seconds, which made Shikaluo stunned. He did not expect that Ouyue could memorize it after only listening to the chant once, and could also complete the spell. Use it.

This is not a prototype, this is a complete black fire ball. Ou Yue threw it over, and it flew towards Shkaluo on a black trajectory.

Even if an elf learns the level of Shkaluo, he is still an elf and is very fragile. If this fireball really hits him, he may die.

But Shkaluo just chanted a few words in a low voice, and the walls on both sides instantly joined together to form a rock wall. The fireball exploded when it hit it, and the heat created a wave that blew up the dust on the ground.

As long as it is contaminated, everything will turn black. This is not burnt, but it is more terrifying than burnt. These stones are eroded, and in just time they will be reduced to scorched earth.

Ouyue took this time to pull on the things that restrained him, but a second explosion sounded, the rock wall exploded, and Shkaluo slowly walked over there.

"This is really great." It seemed that Schkalo was not angry at all. He said to Ouyue: "What an amazing blow. Your talent is better than I thought."

You can learn a low-level spell by listening to it once, and you can use it completely. Let alone seeing it, you have never even heard of it.

But this time, there wasn't even any loss of control.

"Don't come over." Ouyue looked at Shkaluo who was slowly walking over and couldn't help shouting. At the same time, he squatted down and put his hands on the ground.

With him as the center, black flames instantly rose up, burning the expensive carpet and the ground into pitch-black waste.

The plants that tied him finally couldn't bear the burning and turned into ashes along with the carpet.

The patterns on Ouyue's forehead grew wildly, and his eyes became as dark as the night sky.

This time was different from before. Ou Yue was surprised to find that he did not faint, but was unusually awake, as if the darkness of the whole world had become his eyes, and he could vaguely distinguish every bit of this space.

Suddenly, there was a sound of cracking rocks on the ground. The rock broke into pieces because it could not bear the barbecue. A feeling of weightlessness came, and he fell to the ground along with the gravel. Before he could even think about getting up, several ice spikes rubbed against his body and poured into the ground. The still-burning flames were suppressed and slowly extinguished.

"Stop making trouble." Shkaluo also jumped down, grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted him up: "Eat obediently, change clothes. Then follow me to the altar."

The altar is a secret of the Strath family, something strictly kept secret by the family members.

It is built in a carved out space with only one entrance. At the same time, it is also a gathering point of elements. Excessive elements accumulate inside and compete with each other for the limited territory.

"No!" Ouyue wanted to bite his arm, but Shkaluo dodged it.

He doesn't want to learn those things, he doesn't want to become a killing weapon. Ouyue didn't want to see him cause any more disasters... and he didn't want to see anyone die because of him.

"Don't be like this, you are a good boy, right?" Shkaluo touched his head helplessly to comfort him: "Your parents will be proud of your progress.

"You lied." Ouyue stuck out her tongue at him: "My parents will not be happy because I killed someone."

"That's what you said." Shkaluo said helplessly: "The role of learning magic is not only to kill people..."

"Then tell me why there is a spell like Black Fireball." Ouyue gritted her teeth and looked at him as if she were looking at an enemy: "In addition to killing people, this kind of thing has other uses. "

"Isn't there something else?" Shkaluo was a little annoyed with his lack of cooperation. He lifted his head and asked him to look directly into his eyes: "You'd better sleep for a while first and talk after you wake up. Maybe it will be better.”

But when he used one hand to grab Ouyue's head, the disobedient guy turned around and wanted to kick him, so Shkaluo had to grab his calf and turn it upside down.

"Senior, what's going on?" At this time, a guy wrapped in a white robe appeared in front of them. Seeing the ruins all over the ground, he was startled. He subconsciously took out a short-handled staff from his hand, with a The crystal glows.

"Ryder, you came just in time... Put down the staff, do you want to blow me up too?" Schkalo said a little embarrassed: "Help me take this little guy to the altar. .....Give him something to eat by the way, and if he doesn’t eat, give him two injections of nutritional solution.”

Although this guy who happened to be passing by didn't know what was going on, he still did as he said and helped Schkalo catch Ouyue.

"This child." He saw the pattern on Ouyue's head clearly and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this another elemental elf in our family? It's really rare."

The rarity of elemental elves has always been outrageous. Even in the thousands of years of elven history, there were no elemental elves for hundreds of years.

Just like now, in fact, apart from Ori and Oyue, there are only two elemental elves left in the entire elven clan who were also collected from elsewhere. And they are all about the same age as the brothers, and may even be younger than them. Before these four little guys, there had been no records of elemental elves for more than a hundred years.

So when he saw the legend alive and caught it in his hands, this guy couldn't help but feel joy.

"I'm not." Ouyue wanted to reach out to block the pattern on his head, but failed. His two arms were tightly grasped, unable to move at all.

For the first time, Ou Yue hated the disgusting spider web-like patterns on his head so much, because without it, he might be playing with his brother in a beautiful place somewhere among the elves.

This thing is not a gift from the ancestors at all, it is simply a curse. All the guys who carry this thing will definitely become elves who are feared by people.

"Stop moving, be good." Shka Luo turned this stubborn child's face away, forced his eyes open with his hands, and a direct mental shock made him faint.

This little guy finally stopped making trouble. Shikaluo couldn't help wiping the sweat on his head caused by Oyue, and sighed deeply: "Why do you think this child is so uncooperative?"

"Maybe I'm not used to it when I first came here." Ryder took off his robe and wrapped it around Ou Yue. The night was not warm now, and Ou Yue was only wearing pajamas, running around and getting wet. If you sweat all over and catch a cold, it will be bad.

He wrapped Ouzuki in his robe and held it in his arms.

"Maybe so." Shkaluo sighed, and he looked at Ryder: "How is our other little guy?"

Shikaluo was talking about the elemental elf before Oyue came. Its name was Cara, and it was a water elemental elf. Since he was sent here at the age of six, Ryder has been teaching him, and he is probably endorsing it now.

"She is outstanding. She is now proficient in using mid-level spells." Ryder gave a thumbs up proudly: "She can do this even when she is younger than this little guy. It is estimated that she will be able to do it in three years." Be sure to learn high-level spells, even lower-level spells.”

Then he sighed deeply and said with emotion: "By that time, I probably won't have anything to teach him. It's really funny. I have studied for more than a hundred years, and I am about to be taught by someone less than twenty years old. The kids are catching up.”

"It seems that the progress is very fast." Shkaluo nodded slightly and suddenly asked: "How many second-level spells can we use in our family now?"

"Counting me, there are about seventeen of them. That guy Filka is also fast. It will probably take less than a few years to cross this line." Ryder scratched his head in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I'm worried that Rovera's group of guys will catch up with us in terms of overall strength." Schkalo sighed: "There are twelve of them now."

"Isn't that still far behind?" Ryder asked puzzledly: "Rovira and the others have never been as powerful as us, no matter in every field."

"You can't let down your guard against your enemies. This is the ancestral motto we must always keep in mind." Schkalo looked at the child in Ryder's arms: "We have to let him grow up faster, at least when he competes for the throne next time. To the level where you can fight.”