Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 48

Time went back to a week ago. After leaving the city at the intersection of the three races, Lowenstein took Nasha back to her home.

Nasha was reluctant, but had no choice but to follow Lowenstein's carriage and return to the cliff after driving for several days.

When they first saw the big house, Ennardez had been waiting in front of them for a long time. When he saw Nasha, he ran over and picked her up high, spun her around in the air and put her on his shoulders: "How was the fun?"

"I'm very happy." Nasha sat on Ennardez's shoulders, not afraid of falling. She swayed her two slender legs slightly in the air, looking very leisurely.

"My daughter didn't cause you any trouble, did she?" Enardez turned around and asked Lowenstein, who was directing the horse to turn around.

"Yeah, very well behaved." Lowenstein thought for a while, and she did not do anything troublesome, or in other words, her cruel behavior was allowed.

"Are you leaving?" Enardez saw that his old friend didn't even have the intention to enter the house, and couldn't help asking: "At least rest here for a while before leaving. You won't mind if I don't provide good hospitality here." Bar"

"It's nothing." Lowenstein adjusted his hat: "It's just because I have something else to do and I have to go back quickly."

Even when they were parting, his nephew gave him countless warnings, hoping that he would come back quickly and not waste time.

"But I found some interesting things in that cave." Ennardez said helplessly: "I want to discuss the function of that thing with you."

"What?" Lowenstein blurted out subconsciously. By the time he realized that he was about to be held back, it was already too late.

"A very ancient spell." Enardez took out a handkerchief from his pocket and opened it to see a dark rib with enchanting and fierce blue lines: "Sure enough, he carved something on his own bones. It’s just that it’s written using special materials and will only appear after being corroded by dark elements.”

"Can you show me?" Lowenstein couldn't hold back his curiosity and got out of the car.

"Of course you can, but be careful when handling it. The ribs are very fragile after erosion and will break into powder if you are not careful." Enardez carefully handed over the handkerchief: "But I have already made a copy. If it is really It’s okay if it’s broken, I just want to keep it for collection.”

"It sounds great to collect this bone." Lowenstein looked at the dense spells written on it: "It's very strange writing, I have never seen it before."

"These are just codes for code names." Ennardez said: "I have been trying to crack this thing for the past few days, but with little success. It would be great if someone could help me."

"I'll help." Seeing this rib, Lowenstein had completely forgotten that Schkalo had told him to go home early. Now he just wanted to know what was on it.

"Very good." Ennardez smiled: "You are indeed the same as before. When you see something that interests you, you don't care about anything."

"Why is it bad?" Lowenstein looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Very good, that's why I want to be friends with you." Enardez said with a smile: "Because you are not as cunning as those guys."

In this way, Lowenstein forgot about going back early...

After Nasha returned home, she went directly to her room. After rolling on the soft bed, she changed out of her robe and washed the dust off her body, then sat in front of the mirror in her cute pink pajamas. Comb your long white hair.

In the past few days, her hair seemed to have grown a little longer, which made her head feel a little heavier. In fact, she had always wanted to cut off her long hair, but she gave up the idea after considering that her father might kill her.

Growing long hair is very troublesome. After taking a shower, you can’t wipe it clean with a towel several times. It’s even more troublesome to comb it. It takes an hour to do it.

In addition, Nasha was not a person who could calm down and comb her hair. She would often use force when encountering stuck hair... It's a pity that these combs made of precious wood broke like this.

It was her father's suggestion to grow her hair long. He said her mother had such long white hair.

Nasha blinked her eyes, suddenly thinking of her mother, then held her head and sighed.

After the guy named Ou Yue left, her life returned to the days when she could not speak more than three sentences for several days. This dull feeling is great for those old and immortal monsters in the house. But for a child like her, it was simply torture.

Whenever she is really bored, Nasha will think of her mother and go to her room to visit her.

Since she was born, Nasha's mother has never left her room and is fed three meals a day by living corpses.

Nasha put down the comb in her hand, jumped down from the chair, stood in front of the floor-length mirror, adjusted her pajamas, then circled her small waist with her hands, and puffed up her waist. With a puffy cheek, he squinted his eyes and looked at the guy in the mirror.

"It seems that we won't eat meat these days." She sighed helplessly: "It's better to eat more fruits..."

Then she put on a pair of slippers and walked out of the room to the other end of the corridor.

She is at the far west end of the corridor, and her mother is at the far east end of the corridor. This layout was to prevent Nasha from accidentally causing secondary damage to her mother. If she suffered any more damage, she would probably not be able to save her.

Vampires are very aggressive, and this is well reflected in Nasha... It should be said that she is more aggressive than other vampires...

In order to help his daughter develop a little bit of compassion, Ennardez has been trying to get her some pets, hoping that she can first develop a little bit of compassion for these cute little things.

But it was obvious that this was just Ennardez's single-minded delusion, because all the pets, ranging from hamsters to white wolves, died at the hands of Nasha without exception. He watched Nasha hang a little rabbit up, then use a knife to cut the blood vessels in the rabbit's legs, then moved a small chair over and watched the little rabbit slowly die while struggling.

And when Nasha watched the rabbit slowly die, she actually smiled. She smiled so happily, like a little girl watching a clown performance in a circus.

It must be said that that scene made Ennardez completely lose his plan to cultivate a kind heart in his daughter. I had to teach her some of the most basic rules, such as elves being friends and not killing such things...

All in all, for this reason, Nasha was placed in the farthest place from her mother's room.

This house was really big. Nasha walked for almost ten minutes before she reached the room where the "Do Not Disturb" sign had been hung for nine years. She slowly turned the handle and walked in.

This room is never locked, so that if the hostess who sleeps here needs help, others can come quickly. At the same time, she was also afraid that the sound of unlocking would disturb her rest.

Nasha carefully closed the door to prevent it from making any noise. Then he tiptoed to the bed and sat down, looking at the woman lying on the bed.

This is her mother, an extremely beautiful woman. She was sleeping soundly now. It should be said that she slept soundly after taking the pain-relieving sleeping pills.

Her hands were folded on her belly, and her white hair was spread out on the bed, looking like a large spread net. Her skin was as white as snow, but with a little ruddy color of life.

But if you lift the quilt, you will find that what is covered underneath is a plain clothes that is completely soaked in blood. The wound opened when Nasha was born was too severe, and that was when the vampire was most vulnerable. So much so that this huge wound has not fully healed yet.

But the instigator of all this did not apologize for what he had caused. Nasha just stretched her neck and sniffed, and then licked her dry lips.

The blood of the same kind is also a great meal for vampires. Nasha asked her father countless times if she could drink some of her mother's blood, but every time she was met with a ruthless rejection... or she could feed Nasha some of her own blood.

This room was filled with the smell of blood all day long because of the wound that couldn't stop the bleeding. Nasha likes to follow this kind of fragrance, just like she followed Ouyue every day after Oyue arrived, because from the bottom of her heart, she wanted to kill the source of the fragrance, and then she could hold the body and suck it dry. The blood inside.

But her father reminded Nasha countless times that Oyue is a guest and the elves are our friends. Don't hurt him. This made Nasha feel very troublesome, but she had to do it. She is a good girl who listens to her father very much. As long as it is something her father says, she will do it even if she is reluctant.

"Mom, I met a very interesting boy this time." Nasha looked at her mother lying next to her and said softly: "He's an elemental elf."

She always likes to sit by the bed and express her feelings to her mother. Whether she will answer depends on her condition that day.

Nasha didn't need to answer. She just sat there and spoke quietly, as if she was stating something that had nothing to do with her.

Then she turned her head, slowly curled up into a ball, and hugged her legs with her arms: "Sure enough, elves are very cute, he is as delicate as a girl."

After she finished speaking, she hit her head as if she was remembering something: "He is very strange. He is obviously very powerful, but he is also timid and cowardly. It is obvious that the first time he used magic caused a huge disaster, but he is also cowardly. It’s my hamster.”

Nasha sighed: "His blood smells so good. If dad hadn't been telling me not to hurt him, I might have had a good meal."

If Ouyue heard this, she might realize that it would be a good thing to go back, because if she really stayed here to study, it would be like putting a piece of fresh meat in front of a hungry hound. Although the owner repeatedly emphasized to the dog not to eat the meat, the dog was very obedient and did not eat it. But if it is left in front of it for a few years, it is estimated that this piece of meat will enter the dog's belly sooner or later.

"Maybe you should listen to dad." Suddenly, a weak voice came from the side.

"Mom, you're not asleep." Nasha looked at the pair of open red eyes and smiled casually.

In this way, someone will be willing to chat with her, which is better than talking one-sidedly alone, right?

"I just woke up and heard you talking here." Nasha's mother said weakly. Her voice was very soft, but it sounded so nice that people couldn't help but want to put their ears closer to her mouth, so that they could listen. More clearly.

When you wake up, you will find that she really looks like Nasha, with the same white hair and the same demonic red eyes. Even the sounds are the same.

"What do you think of the elf friend you mentioned?" she asked softly.

"The blood is very fragrant and delicious." Nasha recalled the two times she sucked Aoyue's blood and couldn't help but licked her lips: "It's really great. It would be great if you could catch it and keep it as a pet for me."

"Nasha, you know this is wrong." Her mother said helplessly. She was also speechless about her daughter's heart-rending character. Sometimes after falling asleep, I still wonder who her character is.

She didn't remember that her husband was such a cruel guy. When she met him for the first time, he had a wolf bigger than herself. Although the wolf finally died of old age, Ennardez did not do anything to abuse it and always regarded it as his good friend.

"I know." Nasha scratched her head and stuck out her tongue, looking very cute: "I just said that, and I also know that this is wrong."

"Then why do you still think so?" Her mother felt that she should be responsible for her daughter's mental health, so she asked, hoping to find some way to make her daughter a little gentler.

Nasha paused, slowly turned around, and lowered her head.

Just when her mother thought her daughter could be saved and wanted to say something quickly to make her normal, Nasha suddenly raised her head with a smile on her lips.

If Ennardez had been present, she would have noticed that this smile was the same as when she watched the rabbit slowly die. She smiled so happily that it was unbearable to disturb.

"Because I think since it is such a beautiful thing." Nasha's voice was very soft, but extremely clear: "Then when it breaks, how beautiful it must be."

"..."

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this?" Nasha asked curiously, looking at her mother who was hesitant to speak.

"Tell me the truth, do you think that little guy is a friend... or food to you?" Her mother asked with a wry smile. She suddenly felt that killing her daughter now would be better for the future world. Responsible thing to do.

"Half and half."