Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 60

"No, I don't want to run away." Clara turned around and shook her head at Ryder. Her hand moved slightly in the air, and the surrounding water condensed again, forming an icy armor with her as the center.

She suddenly smiled, her smile was so happy that only an underage child could show such a smile, as cheerful as sunshine.

Carat's eyes lost their usual vitality, and were as cold as if they had just thawed. But she was smiling, and she was so happy.

"Obviously they are just a group of walking beasts." Kara swept over the reinforcements that came over, and the surrounding water seemed to be its weapon, tearing those guys into pieces.

She laughed loudly and looked at the human soldiers who were crushed by her like ants. The fear and self-blame she felt at the beginning was no longer there, but she felt happy. Even listening to the sound of those bones being crushed made me feel comfortable all over.

"Are you out of control?" Ryder looked at her in front of him and said softly.

Elemental elves are not stable. They came to this conclusion after raising two at home.

Because both Carat and Takuri have records of losing control more than once. At this time, they are more like puppets controlled by elements. Although they cannot use any spells, they can completely bring the surrounding elements under control.

At this time, apart from fainting for various reasons, they found no other way to contain it.

Suddenly, Ryder was stunned, and then he pounced forward.

But before he touched Carat, he was frozen by the cold air around her, and a layer of frost formed on his body, and the blood inside froze.

But that didn't stop him from pushing away Kara, who was still out of control.

He wanted to retreat, but it was too late, a string of shadows flashed past. Ryder opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he could only spit out blood.

A black spear easily penetrated the armor, and also penetrated Ryder.

The red patterns wrapped around the black metal looked so terrifying.

This is called the Demon-Breaking Spear, something specially invented to deal with mages. Basically there is no elemental barrier that can block this kind of thing.

"Teacher, I" Kara looked at the elf that was penetrated and suddenly woke up. Huge fear exploded in her eyes, and she wanted to cry, but the tears turned into ice the moment they flowed out.

Clara was brought by Ryder, and to her, this not-so-strong elf was the savior who allowed her to escape from that home.

After arriving, the family found a better teacher for her, but Kela protested by going on strike. Ryder was sent to her as a teacher until he had to.

So she could be considered to have been with him for almost ten years. She came here when she was six years old, and now she is sixteen years old, which is exactly ten years.

Now the guy closest to her is going to die, killed by her own willfulness.

More soldiers gathered in the surrounding grass, and the white ice cone was too conspicuous. If Lowenstein and the elves weren't harassing them, there would have been more.

Takuri rushed up at this time. He didn't care about anything at this time and waved his sword to block in front of them. At this time, the rain had been made much smaller by Kara, and he could use magic.

"Take Cara and leave." Ryder's voice became smaller and smaller: "You must escape, our other troops are not far away."

Takuri nodded while holding back tears, then closed his eyes and chanted softly, while the patterns on his head expanded slightly.

Then with him as the center, a black circle spread, and all the guys in it could only see boundless darkness. This simple spell can blind those who are chasing you, making it difficult to continue chasing.

Thakuri picked up Cara and ran away, but she didn't resist. She was as obedient as a rag doll in his hands, completely lifeless and vital.

He tightened his arms and even found that her body temperature had gone, and she was as cold as ice.

Takuri started running, and his physical strength was about to be exhausted. After running for so long, Takuri, who had not received much physical training in the first place, was almost reaching his limit.

He kept running like this for who knows how long.

Suddenly, Takuri felt that his legs suddenly stopped obeying him and he fell forward suddenly. Before he fell, he turned his body around. In order to prevent Carat in his arms from falling to the ground, he actually used himself as a meat pad.

Takuri wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it at all, because his calf was pierced by the projectile, and the severe pain spread throughout his body through the sensory nerves. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

There seemed to be no end to the killing of the soldiers, and they came after them again. The one in the lead was whistling and seemed very proud of the accuracy of his shot.

Thirty meters away, hitting the running elf in the rain is indeed something worth bragging about.

The companion next to him seemed a little impatient with his many boasts and slapped him hard on the head.

"Are we going to die?" Clara asked softly.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Thakuri patted Kela's head, as if to comfort her. Then he sat up, supported the sword and stood up: "I'm still here."

Those guys looked at Takuri who stood up and were stunned for a moment. Then they exchanged glances and then slowly dispersed, surrounding the elf in a semicircle.

As long as the opponent is an elf, no matter what state he is in, or how many of them he has, he cannot let down his guard. They are extremely dangerous beings and cannot be taken lightly as long as death is not certain.

But Takuri was so scared now that it was extremely difficult for him to even stand up. The calf was bleeding continuously, and red fluid was continuously flowing out of the body. The strength of the body is leaving him little by little.

In fact, even if this were not the case, he couldn't do it. He was so scared to death that he didn't even dare to look at the bodies lying on the ground.

Then why did he stand up? To be honest, he didn't know the reason. He just felt that since a girl was with him, nothing could happen to her before he fell down.

Takuri's vision gradually blurred, and the symptoms of blood loss became more and more obvious. He was going to die, and he would die at any time.

It's just that his childish thinking may not understand it until now: Why is there a war and why we can't sit down and talk about something?

The soldiers looked at him who was about to fall and hesitated for a moment. One of them, who was more courageous, slowly moved forward and raised his shield towards the child. Who knows what he could do.

But now you can actually knock him down with just a swipe of your hand, so you don't need to be so careful at all.

He reached a place that was still some distance away from Takuri, slowly raised his sword, squatted down, and activated the enchantment engraved on the sword. There was no way the child could dodge.

"Now, I'd better leave first." Takuri suddenly heard voices behind him and froze. He was pulled at the critical moment, and Kara, who had been hiding behind him, stepped forward to meet the sword.

The dagger easily broke through her white skin, leaving a huge gash on her body, and blood splattered like butterflies.

The sword was drawn out, and Kara slowly leaned back. Takuri caught her, looking at her with his eyes wide open, and tears suddenly welled up.

"What's going on? It turns out that I don't even have the strength to resist anymore." The soldier took a long breath and straightened his helmet: "Hey, two people come over and tie this guy up. Is there anyone with the forbidden magic stone?"

Takuri weakly shook the girl in his arms. She was already dead. The soldier was very experienced and cut her heart directly. I heard that this is generally a good way to die. At least you won't feel pain and you will die in an instant.

He wanted to say something, but the sadness in his heart locked his throat, and Takuri couldn't even make a sound.

Thakuri didn't feel angry, just sad.

He had just seen the human body that was so high that it could fall into the mountains, and he had personally killed a person who had no ability to resist. Now it's just that the party of death has become my own. There is nothing to be angry about. No one owes anyone anything.

No one did anything wrong, only war was wrong.

Maybe this idea is childish, but he is just a child, what can he ask of a child?

It's just that Takuri suddenly felt so lonely. The only friend who accompanied him was gone. He felt that he had become a lonely individual. He was very afraid of loneliness.

"What are we working hard for?" Takuri murmured softly, his eyes full of confusion.

"whee"

Suddenly, a chuckle came from the forest. The sound was like some kind of monster, which made people feel numb all over.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, looking around for the source of the laughter.

But they saw a man who was fine just now slowly falling down, blood slowly flowing out from the back of his neck, and slowly gathering into a pool of disgusting mucus.

"Haha" the laughter sounded again, this time it was like mocking them.

"Over there" one of them shouted.

There seemed to be a vague figure in the woods. It seemed to feel that someone was looking at it, and waved in a friendly manner.

Then, it disappeared.

Suddenly, the sound of music came from nowhere. The music seemed to be a dance music played by a human instrument called a harp. It was cheerful and light, and was often used in various activities.

On the other side of the team, in an unnoticed place, a soldier suddenly fell. Just like the previous one, a cut was made on the back of his neck at some point, and blood spurted out from inside, unable to be contained at all.

"What is that?" A soldier's voice was trembling.

"Guess." The person who answered him was not a soldier, but that strange voice.

Behind him, a girl wearing a blood-red dress appeared. She gently brushed his neck with her hand, without even using a dagger or knife, and blood spurted out.

The person closest to her reacted in time, jumped up high, and slashed with a dagger.

But that guy didn't even try to hide. He just raised his head and grabbed the blade of the dagger. Then the other hand slowly opened the soldier's helmet, revealing the stunned face.

"Hello." She smiled, and the smile was very sincere, as if she was really greeting someone. If she hadn't crushed the soldier's head with her hands the next second, people would have thought she was just saying hello.

The music ushered in the entire song at this time. She looked very happy and took a step back and danced a dance called death.

It was like a demon, and it seemed that no mortal weapon could hurt her at all. But she can easily send people protected by armor into the kingdom of death. Her movements didn't seem to be very skillful, and she didn't look very capable, as if she was doing them just for the sake of beauty.

But even so, it was impossible for those people to withstand her attack. The musket seemed to have no red mark on her body, and the same was true for the dagger. The only ax that could hurt her was snatched away by her.

She seemed even happier after getting the ax. The girl swung the ax and cut off the soldiers directly. The whole process was actually quite pleasing to the eye, except for the splattered blood and the internal organs leaking out of the body.

The girl just smiled at first, and then even hummed a song. What kind of pervert must he be to be so happy?

Takuri looked at everything in front of him and could only stare blankly. He never thought that someone would feel happy because of killing people. It felt like a rooster in a slaughterhouse watching a duck being killed by a man who was listening to a song. The butcher hummed a tune while hacking. There was no joy at all, just fear of waiting for when it would be my turn.

He hugged Clara's slowly cooling body tightly in his arms, as if hoping that this could make her a little warmer.

When the music slowly faded away, the girl finally stopped and wiped the sweat from her face with her wrist. She looked relaxed, as if she was a little tired from playing.

The surrounding soldiers had all turned into corpses and were lying on the ground.

"Hey, it's an elf. Are you okay?" She saw Takuri lying on the ground with Kara in his arms, and waved her hand in a friendly way: "My name is Nasha, this is the first time I meet you."

The girl suddenly stopped in the middle of her words. She looked at the boy's face blankly, looking like she was thinking about something.

"I think I've seen you before." She squatted down, took off her blood-soaked gloves, took off Takuri's hat, and smoothed his hair away.

"Oyue" the girl cheered, calling a name that Takuri had never heard of, then rushed up to him and gave him a big hug: "It's so nice to meet you. It's been a long time since I last saw you."

Then she let go of her hand, looked at Carat he was holding, and blinked: "Is this your girlfriend in your arms? She has such good taste."

The girl didn't care about him being stupid at all, and said to herself: "It's a pity that he's dead."

To be honest, Takuri didn't hear any pity on her part, she was as calm as if she was asking him if he had breakfast.

He was almost bleeding from the injury on his leg, and now it was difficult for him to even open his eyes.

"Who are you? Have I seen you somewhere?" Thakuri whispered softly the second before he fainted.