Picked up an Elf King [Western Fantasy]

After turning into a prototype, Stina flew very fast and quickly returned to the cave. The warm cave made her immediately want to sleep.

After she put the boy on the bed, she lay down next to him and fell into a deep sleep.

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When she woke up the next day, Stina was keenly aware that there was a breath that did not belong to her in the cave. She immediately opened her eyes and put on a defensive posture.

Her movement woke up the sleeping elf boy beside her, who mumbled lazily: "Hmm."

If Stina were in dragon form at this moment, all the scales on her body would stand out.

Who are you? Why are you sleeping next to me?

She had to admit that this elf boy was indeed too good-looking, but no matter how good-looking he was, he was still of the opposite sex. In her memory, she had never slept with the opposite sex in the same bed.

Stina was planning to take remedial measures and send the boy away as soon as possible before he woke up - she sometimes lost consciousness when she was drunk, and like now, she couldn't remember what happened last night.

However, before she could do anything, the boy woke up.

Stina immediately asked: "Who are you? Why do you appear here?"

The young man looked very confused. He pressed his palms on his temples, and his delicate face showed a look of pain. He whispered: "I don't remember... I don't remember anything. My head hurts, it hurts."

Stina looked at the long golden hair that he ran through with his fingertips and felt a little itchy, but her face was serious.

The young man put down his hand and stared at her with his green eyes. His voice was as clear and smooth as a mountain stream. He slowly asked, "I don't remember anything... Can you take me in for a while? I can't." I live in vain, I...I can cook, and I can also clean the room."

Looking at her with such eyes, it was hard for Stina not to feel soft.

Her eyes drifted to the other party's shiny hair again, and her mind became hot. By the time she realized what she was doing, she had already said her promise: "Okay then."

The young man responded happily: "Thank you very much."

Stina was not a person who would go back on her word, so she scanned it again to confirm that the boy was not dangerous to her, and thought to herself, just keep it, it will be more eye-catching.

The young man felt a mental force sweeping through his body. He knew that the other party was checking him, so he relaxed and tried his best to show his harmlessness. After a while, the powerful mental force was withdrawn.

He lowered his eyes and silently processed some of the memories that had just appeared.

He did not completely lie. He did lose his memory, but he did not lose his memory completely. The few memories he had left told him that his real name was Visit, and he was the king of the elves. He sealed his memory and part of his power in order to pursue better goals. Stina.

This harmless appearance can better approximate her now.

Looking at the well-behaved elf boy, Stina, who was raising a creature other than herself for the first time, was a little troubled.

"Do you remember your name?" she asked.

"I don't remember." Visit replied obediently.

"Then let me get one for you." Stina said. She looked into his eyes and had a sudden inspiration, "From now on, you can call her 'Wumi'."

His eyes seemed to be covered with a light layer of fog. They were beautiful, but they always made people feel distant.

Weisit was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay."

He seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere.

Stina looked around the room, coughed slightly, and said, "I'll clean up a room for you later, and you can sleep next to me from now on, okay?"

Visit obeyed all her arrangements offline unconditionally, and this time was no exception. He responded warmly: "Okay."

This elf boy was so obedient that Stina couldn't get used to it.

She always felt that he shouldn't have this character.

She had a strange feeling in her heart. In order to cover up her strangeness, she asked Visit to wait here while she went to prepare breakfast for him.

However, Weisit stopped her: "I can prepare breakfast. My skills should be pretty good." He smiled shyly.

Stina got stuck and then said: "...You can do it tomorrow. There is no food stored in my cave."

She likes to eat fresh food. She usually looks for food on the same day and does not store much food. Moreover, she is secretly unwilling to serve this boy with food that is not too fresh.

Now that he has classified it as his "treasure", of course he must give him the best.

Weisit thought that she was still the same, and said obediently: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back."

Stina frowned and said: "You don't need to call me 'you', just call me Stina like them."

"Okay, Stina." The elf boy's eyebrows were curved and his smile was moving.

After giving instructions on how to live in the cave, Stina left the cave.

After she left, Visit stood there for a while. After digesting and processing the memory, he began to clean the cave.

But Stina's cave was very clean and didn't really need to be cleaned, so Visit only cleaned the dust in the corners that were hard to notice.

After doing all this, he was not idle. He went out for a walk and came back with some fresh fruits and some dew, preparing to make a dessert for Stina first.

He searched in the cave for a while and finally found a jar of honey, which was hidden under Stina's bed and covered tightly.

Visit smiled, looked at the time hourglass, stopped wasting time with random thoughts, and took the time to start making desserts.

When Stina came back, she smelled a sweet smell as soon as she entered the door.

She looked over following the smell and saw the elf boy sitting obediently in the living room and a plate of small cakes next to him.

Stina's eyes condensed.

When Visit saw her coming back, he greeted her warmly.

"Stina, you are back. I made some small desserts for you. Try them to see if they suit your taste." His voice was clear and pleasant.

Stina: "...Okay."

After cleaning her hands, she tentatively picked up a small cake and put it into her mouth.

Suddenly, a sweet taste took over her taste buds. Stina's golden eyes lit up instantly. She ate one piece after another, and the plate was soon mostly empty.

She patted Visit on the shoulder with appreciation and praised: "Your craftsmanship is very good, I like it very much."

The tips of Wei Xi's ears turned red and he said softly, "As long as you like it."

Stina looked at the tips of his red-white ears and wanted to pinch them, but she didn't know if the elves had any taboo against letting people pinch their ears at will, so she didn't dare to do it rashly.

"Stina, what did you bring back?" Visit asked.

"Well, some monster meat and some fruits. I didn't know if you like it or not, so I picked some of them." When she picked fruits, she always felt that he would like certain fruits, and she didn't understand this mystery. How does confidence come about.

"I like it." Visit saw the familiar red berries, his eyes became softer, and he responded warmly.

"Just like it." Stina breathed a sigh of relief. This was her first time raising an elf and she had little experience.

"Leave it to me next." Visit took the ingredients and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Stina watched with interest as he was busy. Although he was busy, he was still in an orderly manner. It looked... not like the actions that a person with complete memory loss could do.

She was watching silently, and suddenly she said, "Have you ever learned to cook before?"

Weisit made a move and replied without missing a beat: "I don't know, I just did it based on instinct. Maybe I used to be a cook."

Stina said nothing more, and silence fell between the two again.

After lunch, Stina proposed taking Visit out for a walk.

She feels that walking around can help restore memory. In her opinion, without memory, it is like there is a vacancy in the soul, and the whole person is incomplete.

She hated this feeling of emptiness.

"The most famous place for our dragon clan is High Wind Canyon, but that place, well," Stina frowned, "you might not like it, because there are no trees there anymore. You elves should all like that kind of natural atmosphere. Rich forest, right?”

Vixit nodded.

"Then let me take you to Fenglingsen." Stina made the final decision, deciding the destination of their trip.

"Okay." At this stage, Visit was obedient to all Stina's requests, almost portraying the poor image of a homeless and amnesiac child to the extreme.

After walking out of the cave, Stina realized a problem.

She turned her head to look at Visit and asked hesitantly: "Can you still use the Elf Wings?"

Elf wings are only available to high elves, but Stina felt that Visit must be a high elf, because even if he is injured and loses his memory, the pressure of his blood cannot be underestimated.

But she wasn't sure whether Visit, who had lost his memory, could still use the Elf Wings. This was not something that could be done purely by instinct.

Weisit was about to say yes, but then he changed his mind.

He lowered his eyelashes and said a little lowly: "I don't seem to be able to sense its existence."

Stina thought that was indeed the case.

She was a little hesitant, because if she couldn't fly, she wouldn't be able to reach Fenglingsen. However, generally only partners and underage heirs can ride on the back of a giant dragon.

Visit noticed her concerns and thoughtfully said: "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

His tone dropped: "Originally it was just my problem."

Stina did not want to take the hard way, and she couldn't bear to see her elf boy looking depressed, but the back of the dragon, especially the back of the chaos dragon, really couldn't be ridden casually. She thought and hesitated again and again, but decided to give up for the time being. Fenglingsen.

Only her partner can get on her back.

When she made this decision, her heart suddenly became a little empty, as if she had made a wrong decision.

She thought in her mind that she was going to refuse, but what she really said was: "Then I'll give you a ride."

Visit's eyes lit up instantly and he asked cautiously: "Is it really okay?"

Stina has two heads and two heads, and her deep self-esteem and pride prevent her from doing anything contrary to her promise. And for some reason, she can't always be hard-hearted towards this well-behaved and good-looking boy.

So she grinded her molars, tried to smile, and replied in a stiff tone: "Of course."

She transformed into a dragon, lowered her body, and drooped one wing, acting as a "ladder" to go up. She felt helpless, but her voice was very gentle: "Come up."

Silver-white bone wings were laid out in front of Visit.