[Comprehensive] I see the king walking the deer every day

In a dark corner, something was watching her.

There is a pair of pupils hidden there.

Those eyes were as bright red as blood, and as deep as an abyss, with vertical pupils like bottomless black holes.

At the bottom of the deep abyss, something called her.

A huge mouth opened there.

The lips are painted with purple Qiuti, the dog blade is white, and the voice seems to be wailing from hell.

Joe didn't like the feeling of being called, and there was a chill in the wind of calling.She hated the coldness, but her body greeted it.She could hear the cheering music playing inside her body.

This feeling also appeared that day.

That day she was wearing a wizard robe, holding a new wand, following the new students' queue, and walked into the incredibly luxurious dining room of Hogwarts.She still remembers the thousands of burning candles floating in mid-air, and the dark ceiling was enchanted with stars shining.She sat on the four-legged stool placed in front of everyone under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then heard the crackling sound of the singing split hat above her head.

"Tut tsk tsk, here comes a girl who has a hard time choosing. The talents are wonderful, the circumstances are very strange, and there is no doubt that your courage will determine your future. But it seems that most of them are not in your little head where should I put you, then?"

"Anything you want." Joe remembers answering like this at that time, "Even if the colleges are different, the knowledge and food should be the same, right? I said in advance that I would not go to a college without apples."

"Such a meaningless attitude will not guarantee you good luck." Hat said, "Since you don't value the future direction, I can only help you choose the path that is most likely to succeed!"

After saying this sentence, the hat stopped talking to her, but yelled loudly towards the entire restaurant:

"—Slytherin!"

The moment the voice sounded, Joe's gaze narrowed slightly.She saw that in the depths of the starry sky on the ceiling of the restaurant, a cloud of dark mist was gathering.

........................

Joe snapped his eyes open.

What catches the eye is a piece of whirling green leaves.Joe tried to lift his head, but failed.Then she found herself lying on the ground upright, with branches and leaves of grass all over her body.

"Don't move!" Antal happened to fill some water with leaves, and seeing that Joe wanted to move, he quickly stopped her.Under the service of the blond elf, Joe drank with difficulty, almost choked himself, and coughed several times.As a result, the cough was brought to his head, and Joe was surprised to find that his head seemed to be hurting a little, but it was still a little light.

To be exact, it is heavy on one side and light on the other.

"I'm really sorry, one of your... horns was broken." Antar said hesitantly, he carefully observed Joe's expression, and he was relieved after confirming that she didn't collapse and go crazy when she heard the news.While fetching medicinal herbs and applying them carefully on Joe's head, he comforted her, "Don't worry. It's common for deer's horns to be broken, although the antlers of big-horned deer are basically very strong and never broken... Anyway, anyway, I will find a way to get you back to how you were!"

Generally speaking, a wood elf is an elf whose force value is higher than the magic value.However, Antal is not a pure Silvan elf. His father is a Sindar elf, and perhaps his ancestors also have the blood of the Vatican elves. Therefore, he not only has blond hair, but also has a very strong affinity for magic. With a lot of healing spells.

There have also been cases of bighorn deer being injured before, such as a broken leg and a hole in the buttocks being poked by other deer, and he basically treated them.Usually just apply the herb and chant a mantra for a day.

But this time, Antal's spell failed.No matter how much he chanted, the horns on Joe's head just wouldn't grow.Antal was sweating on his anxious forehead. If he couldn't heal Joe's injury, the deer would probably be sent out of the garden. Your Majesty would never ride a deer with broken horns!

Speaking from his own heart, Antal didn't want Joe to be sent out. He liked this deer very much from the first sight, and hoped that it could stay here for a long time.But its physique is really strange. When he injects the natural power that promotes the growth of antlers into its body, a repelling magic factor is produced in this deer body, and his power cannot be injected into it at all.

It's really strange... Antal said that this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.I remember that Grant (the head guard of the garbage cleaning elf) also said before that he sprinkled the dew on the deer, but it didn't work for some reason.

Thinking of the mutated squirrels and butterflies in the big green forest, Antal had a look of hesitation on his face.Although he liked the deer very much, he couldn't hide it at the risk of endangering the entire elf race.

Remember those squirrels used to be clever and cute, but after being corroded by darkness, they turned into huge monsters, with poison in their bodies, always waiting to kill any passerby who passed by them.And if a big horned deer that lived in the garden had become like that... Antar would shudder just thinking about it.

He immediately went to Grant and told him to call some elves who knew healing skills to check the horned deer and other animals in the big garden.As for Joe, the leader of the problem, he was led by Antal and strode into the bedroom of the Elf King.

It can also be seen from here that Antal has a great relationship with the Elf King.Ordinary elves like Grant are not qualified to step into the king's bedroom casually.They can only report and listen outside the bedroom door.

Perhaps because of the inner sanctum, the Elven King did not wear his crown on his head, and he also changed into a slightly leisurely robe.Although not as majestic as the previous two, they are equally elegant and luxurious.Long before Antal stepped into the hall, he had put the album back in his hand and waited quietly for their arrival.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Antal said anxiously, and he pulled Joe to him, "There are some strange things about this deer. Its horn is broken, but my healing technique can't... "

The Elf King raised a hand and successfully stopped his next words.

"Just leave the deer here," he said. "The ones in the garden needn't worry, they're not infested with evil."

Wait, what do you mean by that?Joe was depressed.The deer in the garden were not infected by evil, so was she?She is a witch!I've never heard that witches have worse immunity than deer!

Antal nodded and accepted the order, but he hesitated before leaving. He tried to ask the Elf King, if there was nothing wrong with the deer, he hoped that he could repair its horns and let the deer stay.The Elf King was noncommittal, neither nodded nor shook his head, just waved him to go down.After Antar's figure disappeared from the bedroom, the Elven King walked to the table, picked up the silver jug ​​and poured himself a glass of wine, and said to her with his back turned to Joe:

"I heard that you have cleaned up your garden recently?"

What, what?Cleaning up the garden?Of course she did a pretty good job!Joe nodded quickly, but the wound on his head was affected, and his teeth grinned in pain.

"My subordinates suspect that your body may have been corrupted by evil forces, so the horns on your head cannot be repaired by magic. But I guess the truth is not like that, what do you think?"

"..." Joe said nothing.

"If you are willing to keep your own place in this castle, I don't mind repairing your horn and letting you continue to live. The elves will never give indifference and hatred to those who defect to them, but the premise is that they have good intentions And grateful, and not wanting the whole basket of apples when they're handed out, greedy—like those ignorant and greedy dwarves. Don't you think?"

"..." Joe remained silent.

And the Elf King didn't say any more.He slowly drank the wine in the glass, stretched out his hand to call Joe over, and then put his right hand on her broken horn.Joe only felt a warm current pouring into the top of his head, the original pain gradually disappeared, and something was coming out from the top of his head.This feeling is very familiar, it was like that when she drank the wrong compound potion that day, and horns appeared on the top of her head.

"Go back and sleep, and it will grow well tomorrow." The Elf King withdrew his hand, but stretched it out again, and waved it slightly in front of Joe.

"Look here," he said, "never forget who your allegiance is."