Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 46

Shkaluo sat on the table in his room, holding his forehead and sighing.

Today had been another tiring day, with that Rovera bastard competing with him for the limited supply rights of a shipment. Schkalo, whose first priority was to protect the family's interests, argued with him for a whole day on this trivial matter.

This is usually the case, after all, there can't be any major events every day, most of the time it's just small things like this. And Schkalo's main job is to fight for the benefits of even one apple for his family in these trivial matters.

So it makes him very tired every day.

And even more so these days.

Shkaluo looked around to make sure no one was coming, then he slumped on the table like mud and let out a long sigh, as if this breath had brought out the remaining strength in his body. It feels like it's difficult to even get up.

In addition to the daily trivial matters these days, there was another thing that gave him a headache.

That was Ou Yue, that little brat who was in a mood and refused to cooperate no matter what.

He didn't even eat. When he got up, he huddled in the corner and sat there hugging his knees. It was like being caught by someone whose main business was selling children.

It's been almost a week, and Ouyue hasn't even looked at the book again. She even tried her best to run out. She really didn't know what she wanted to find.

This was really something that made Schkalo want to vomit blood. As expected, his uncle settled down among the undead again, and he probably chatted with the old undead again. This was already normal, so there was no need to be surprised.

But this did not mean that Schkalo would acquiesce to this behavior, so he found two more idle guys to "call" his uncle back. The original words at that time were: If he doesn't come back, tie him up with a rope and bring him back.

What kind of thing is this? Students and teachers are more unreliable than each other. Obviously this matter has nothing to do with Schkaluo when he snatched Ou Yue away in front of the throne, so this matter is no longer his responsibility. .

But Schkalo is not as careless as his uncle about these matters related to the fate of his family. He is a guy who wants to benefit the family as much as possible. So he couldn't leave this matter alone no matter what. His uncle was still too unreliable to leave this kind of matter to him, otherwise something would happen.

Shkaluo turned his head and looked out the window. It was another night. This night was surprisingly peaceful. It was a good day to rest.

"You have to have a good sleep today, and you have to wait until tomorrow to do the big things." Shkaluo relaxed his shoulders, and his whole body made a crackling sound from the muscles and bones caused by standing for a long time.

Well, whatever it is, let’s leave it to tomorrow. Shkaluo propped up his head and took out a biography from the front. This book told a touching elf story. It is a book written by a famous writer among the elves. It is completely handwritten and signed by the author.

Schkalo thought for a while, and in order to keep himself quiet tonight, he got up and locked the door, then blocked the door with a box, and then returned to his seat and picked up the book.

He has been reading this book for almost two years and has only read less than half of it because he really can't spare the time to read it. He obviously likes the story and characters in it, but he can't read a page for several days.

Kang dang

There was a loud bang of the door lock breaking, followed by a crashing sound as the door was pushed open and hit the wall, scaring Shkaro so much that he almost jumped out of his chair.

At the door of "Adult" is an elf named Larry. He is the housekeeper of the family, and most of the things are handled by him.

"Maybe I should tell you that I'm going to take a rest." Shkaluo pointed to the book on the table: "I'm very tired today, and I don't want to care about anything."

"Ouzuki is lost."

"This little brat is really annoying." Shkaluo stood up and took two deep breaths: "When was the last time I saw him?"

"Ten minutes ago." Larry said, "The servant just came out for a short while, and then disappeared."

Shkaluo turned his head and looked out the window, and sure enough he saw a child wearing only white pajamas running wildly.

"How did this guy get out?" Larry also saw it and said in surprise.

"How did I know?" Shkaluo broke the glass with one fist. He jumped out without hesitation and kicked on the window sill. His whole body flew through the air like a bird, and then landed steadily on Ouyue. directly in front of.

The moment he landed, he used the wind element as a buffer, but even so, he still felt that his legs were numb from the shock.

"It's late at night, where are we going?" Shkaluo was not polite to Ouyue, and stepped forward to grab his arm, preventing him from running any further.

Ouyue pulled his arm, but he couldn't break free from Shkaluo's hand. His hands were like iron locks. Once caught, there was no way to escape.

"I don't know how to wear a pair of shoes." Shkaluo looked at Ouyue's bare feet, which were bruised by the ground, leaving bright red footprints with every step he ran.

Then he hugged Ou Yue up in distress, and used healing magic to restore his feet to their original state regardless of his obstruction: "If you run a few more steps, it won't be cured, and you will have to walk with the scar for the rest of your life."

Green light emitted from the palm of his hand and enveloped Ouyue's feet, and the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aoyue didn't speak, she just lay quietly, her eyes dull.

Shkaluo raised his head and saw a rope hanging down from his room. He understood that this little guy relied on this kind of thing to get out of the room. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't know what to say to evaluate this. Escape once.

"Don't run away next time." Shkaluo picked him up and held his ankle tightly with one hand to prevent him from running away.

Ouyue still didn't answer, and his face turned pale. This was because he hadn't eaten well in the past two days, and he could only survive with the injection of nutrient solution. And now it's getting colder and colder outside, making his little body tremble slightly when he moves.

Schkalo imitated Ryder and wrapped him up in his robe: "Why bother? Look what you have done to yourself."

Ouyue still didn't speak. This had been going on for almost a week. No matter how others asked, he didn't even answer a word. He just squatted quietly in the corner, like a potted plant that no one wanted.

Shkaluo could only shrug and sighed: "If this continues, the progress will be delayed too slowly."

He didn't expect Ouyue to reply, so he hugged him and ran towards the castle: "When Lowenstein comes back tomorrow, your studies can begin. Study hard and don't bring shame to the family."

Ouyue still didn't move at all. He seemed to have lost his soul now. He had no other reaction except lying in Shkaluo's arms.

Shkaluo frowned, looked at him and sighed: "If you are troubled by the things you have experienced before, maybe I can help you."

Ouyue glanced at him, then turned away, continuing to treat herself like a big piece of rotten meat.

This silence left Schkalo with no choice but to give up on continuing the conversation.

After putting Oyue back into the room, Shkaluo leaned against the door, squatted down slowly, and sighed.

The combination of sleepiness and fatigue made Schkaluo feel so tired that he wanted to find a place to rest.

He looked like a beggar squatting on the roadside, but it made him feel a little better.

"Senior, what's wrong?" He raised his head and saw a beautiful female elf standing in front of him, bending down and blinking at him with emerald green eyes.

"Nora?" Shkaluo glanced at her: "You're still not going to bed so late."

"I heard that there is an elemental elf here, so I wanted to come over and have a look." She tilted her head, looked at Oyue from the outside and said, "Is that that little guy? He's so cute."

"It would be better if his actions were as cute as his appearance." Shkaluo scratched his head helplessly: "Oh, why is there such an uncooperative little guy?"

"What's wrong?" Nora looked at Shkaro and asked curiously.

"Because I accidentally caused an accident when I first learned the spell, this place is a bit broken." Shkaluo pointed to his head: "How about I just use a mental spell on him to erase his memory? .”

"But wouldn't it be easy to go crazy like that?" Nora put her hand against her lips and asked curiously: "And if someone is stimulated, won't it also restore the deleted part of the memory?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do?" Schkaluo said helplessly: "When he first came here, many people proposed to me to erase his memory, but I refused at that time, because if he cooperated, it would be impossible to erase his memory." Losing memory can easily leave hidden dangers.”

He looked at the child in the room who had found a corner and squatted down: "But if he continues to be uncooperative, we will have to follow what they say."

"How pitiful." Nora said this without any expression: "Do you need my help?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. There's no need now." Shkaluo held his forehead and sighed: "I'm going to apply to the manager, and then I have to go to sleep. I'm so sleepy."

"So lazy." Nora stuck out her tongue at him.

"You have the nerve to accuse me?" Shkaluo looked at her and said with a bitter smile, "If I remember correctly, you don't hold any position now."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look down on people so much, okay?" Nora looked aggrieved: "I still help water the flowers and feed Da Mao."

Da Mao is a monster secretly raised by the Strath family. Its breed is a three-headed hell dog. It is extremely aggressive. When feeding him, you have to have the mentality that you are also food in order to suppress your fear and approach it.

"That's really amazing." Shkaluo said helplessly: "I haven't been eaten so far. I'm pretty lucky."

Nora scratched her head and smiled a little sheepishly.

She is one of the few young people in the family, she is only in her thirties, and among the elves, she is considered a very pink and fresh blood.

"Then you have nothing to do now?" Shkaluo yawned and slowly stood up: "If you have nothing to do, come over and help me. It seems that you have to stay up late again today."

"What are you going to do?" Nora looked at him.

"Go and prepare some props." Schkalo paused and said, "Since we have decided to brainwash him, let's do it cleanly. In addition to basic memories such as talking and eating, we should also wash everything else. Yes. As soon as I mentioned my brother, I ran away again."

"I really have to do this." Nora swallowed and spat: "But that would be too cruel to him, wouldn't it? He is just a ten-year-old little guy. When I was ten years old, you all refused to teach me magic. "

"You don't have any patterns on your head." Shkaluo looked at Nora and tapped his forehead with his finger: "Of course ordinary elves like us who can be seen everywhere don't have to do this."

"Then it won't be short of these days." Nora helped the child lying on the bed: "Aren't you afraid that he won't be able to bear it and will become stupid?"

"I have a sense of discretion. Do you come to help or not? Call two more people for me." Schkalo said a little impatiently.

"I didn't say I wouldn't help." Nora said angrily, then trotted to follow Shkaluo.

Shkaluo's mind was in a mess, and he was in a very upset mood. Thinking about this now really gave him the urge to kill him with a piece of tofu.

There is no definite time when Ouyue will cooperate, so if they wait, who knows how long it will take.

Now everything is ready-made, he has the best learning venue and the best teachers, and he is treated like an Elf King.

But his lack of cooperation made Schkalo gradually lose his patience.

Everything will be easier after erasing the memory, giving him a new name, and then telling him a fake story about the past. By the way, it can be easily received into the family, and there is no need to worry about escaping.

It's just that this method is not stable. If you receive any stimulation, you may still recall the deleted memory and the recovered memory does not match the current knowledge. There is a high probability of insanity, and it is not unexpected to go crazy.

At least he can hold on until he can take down the throne. Shkaluo pinched his chin and thought: Anyway, he is only using it as part of his fighting strength in the fight for the throne. Once the throne is really taken away, nothing will happen to him, and going crazy is not a big loss.

Although it is not very humane, there is nothing that can be done about it. If that little guy could behave, he wouldn't have to go to such trouble.

Shkaluo turned around and glanced at the locked room.

"What's wrong, are you planning to give up this plan?" Seeing his expression, Nora thought he was a little shaken, but her next words made her feel that she was overthinking.

"No." Shkaluo paused and said, "Find someone to give him some sleeping pills. This will facilitate the next technique."