There's always something wrong with the dark elf I raise

As soon as Claire walked out of the study room, he met a group of people, which forced him to slow down.

This team was all female, and the girl at the front was wearing a pink tutu, which made her look very pretty. Behind her were two female officials with high buns and serious faces, and then several maids.

When she saw Claire, her eyes immediately lit up. She lifted up her skirt and ran a few steps towards Claire, as if she couldn't wait to talk to him. However, this action caused the two female officers to frown dissatisfied, and one of them reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, please pay attention to your etiquette."

After hearing this, the girl immediately put down her skirt and stopped, clasped her hands on her abdomen, straightened her slender neck, and assumed a very standard aristocratic posture, and then said: "Mr. Lethgcott, I am very happy When I saw you, I heard from my father that you were traveling far away, when did you come back?"

Claire nodded slightly: "Your Highness Eliza, I just came back today." As the chief court magician of the empire, he does not need to salute anyone except the emperor. Of course, he does not salute the emperor in private.

After returning to the capital, Claire took off the disguise on his face. At this time, he was no longer unrecognizable. He was wearing a gray-blue mage robe with patterns embroidered with silver thread, and his long hair was tied up with a gem headband. Finally, several strands of silk thread extended from it, with several shining pearls hanging from the end, which were as charming as obsidian against the dark hair.

Eliza looked at his handsome face, her face turned slightly red, she lowered her head and asked with concern: "Mr. Lethgcott, was your journey going well?"

"Thank you for your concern, everything is going well." It's strange, the demons have escaped, how can it go smoothly? But picking up a little pet and forming an alliance with the fifth family are all good things.

Thinking of the little pet, Clay was even more anxious to go back. Seeing that Princess Elisa seemed to want to continue the conversation, he had to say: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude. I have something to do at home and I have to leave first."

"Ah, I'm sorry, please hurry up." The princess turned sideways and made way for her, looking at Claire's leaving back with slightly disappointed eyes.

When Claire approached the door of the house, Aloy had already finished the sumptuous meal prepared by the butler, visited Claire's room, and slept soundly on his bed (this was Claire's request, his room was for little pets) room), there was no "inadequacy" that Claire worried about.

Aloy also had a sweet dream. Just like that night in Rouen, he was surrounded by countless delicacies. They were like his body to the mage. As long as the other party had a thought, he could be there at any time. Pick and taste.”

But why did the Master only "taste" it once?

After the first time, Aloy thought that the mage liked his body, but as time passed, he was not sure anymore.

After thinking about it, he finally came to a negative conclusion, that is, the mage actually didn't like him very much, otherwise who would not eat the meat on his lips?

Although the mage was usually very kind to him and never punished him, that didn't actually mean anything. It only meant that the mage himself was a gentle person who didn't like violence.

Yes, it was only now that Aloy gave up his previous guesses and realized that Claire was not the kind of aristocrat who was good at pretending in front of others but was dark and violent in his heart. He just had some small bad tastes.

This knowledge not only did not reassure him, but made him even more worried. For people like the mage, abandoning a slave is really a common thing. It is precisely because they have always been gentle to everyone that it is even more difficult. Be distracted.

What's more, with a status like a mage, how could he be interested in a slave? If there is no love and sexual interest, then the ending...

Rather than being "imprisoned" in the depths of the house and enduring the mage's desires every day, Aloy is more afraid of being alone on the surface where he still knows nothing and is full of light. The former can at least survive, but the latter , he couldn't predict what would happen. Maybe they were blinded by the sun and starved to death somewhere after losing their ability to survive. Maybe they were caught and tortured to death by surface creatures that hated dark elves.

Or maybe the mage won't abandon him, but without favor... He has seen too many slaves like this, being given away, being tested on drugs, being fed to monsters... No matter what, he doesn't want to face it.

With such worries, he could not completely relax even in his sweet dreams. The food around him began to gradually move away. Aloy tried his best to catch up, but every time he came close, he was always just a little short.

"Squeak——", the sudden sound sounded, which may be insignificant to human ears, but it made Aloy wake up immediately. He straightened up, looked at the door warily, and then relaxed again - it was the housekeeper Ka Seedorf.

"Sir, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Kasidov did not approach the bed, but stood at the door and said, "The master is back, please prepare."

The "master" here of course refers to Claire. In this house, he is the only one who can be called the "master".

Claire did not tell Cassidov the origin of Aloy, nor did she tell them about their relationship. She only said that Aloy should not be neglected, but Cassidov still saw it at a glance - this was the master's new acquisition. "companion".

Of course, this does not refer to the owner's engagement partner or the partner who will spend the rest of his life together, but only that aspect of the partner, or it can also be called a toy.

Aloy nodded, and Cassidov called the maids waiting outside the door to come in and help Aloy tidy up and put on new clothes.

Even as the "most shameless" dark elf, Aloy is not willing to be manipulated like this, but he also knows that he has no right to refuse. This is not Rouen. At that time, he can use the name of the mage to "fake the power of the tiger" , drive away those maids.

But not now, butler Kasidov - the look Kasidov looked over did not contain any disdain or ridicule, it was even polite and respectful, but Aloy still felt that he was looking at an object, one that specifically served mages. object. For such an object, it is natural to have exquisite "packaging", but he is "clumsy" and obviously cannot take care of it to meet the standards.

Aloy guessed right. Even the experienced Cassidov couldn't hide it from him (Cassidov didn't even let Claire discover this). He was quite keen in this regard, but for some reason he always He couldn't guess what Claire was really thinking. Sure enough, it's not advisable to take a preconceived approach. It might also be that he never thought that anyone would be "sincerely" good to him. This also includes Elvis, the dark elf who is friendly and kind, but there is a premise for all this, that is, Delia's interests are not harmed.

………………

Claire said he wanted to come back to sleep, which was of course a lie to the king. He had been sleeping in the car (there was nothing else to do if he didn’t sleep), and he was very energetic now. He felt that he didn’t have to sleep all night tonight. . It happened that he had something urgent to do, and it took almost exactly one night.

As before, the butler Kasidov and his servants greeted Claire at the door. The difference was that this time there was Aloy. Claire touched Aloy's head when she entered the door, and told Cassidov to prepare some materials, and then she got into the study, where there was a small "laboratory" for his exclusive use.

High-level mages and above usually have such a laboratory, and wealthy mid-level and low-level mages will also purchase one in a similar manner, although they may not need it.

Of course Claire was working so hard for the little pet. When he was in the underground cave, he checked Aloy's magic circuit and found some congested areas. This was also the reason why he couldn't advance (Aloy always thought it was because there was no After formal training).

Improper operation of magic power is a common phenomenon that may occur when abilities are overused, but it is rare for small pets to be born with this condition. Claire did not find a relevant explanation in the "Background Knowledge", and he could only guess that it was The reason for the mixed blood, maybe the bloodlines of light elves and dark elves will conflict with each other?

The way to unblock the magic circuit is simple. There is a potion that can solve this problem. Although the materials used are not ordinary goods, and the amount of magic power and operation precision required are not something ordinary mages dare to try casually, so it is not popular. When most people encounter problems with their magic power running smoothly, the method they use is to rest more and wait for their body to recover on its own.

But these are not problems for Claire. He only needs a quiet environment. The only thing that makes him uncertain is that this potion is for the poor operation of magic caused by acquired causes. For congenital ones, he doesn't have much grasp. In view of this, he did not tell Aloy the function of the potion, lest the little pet's joy would be in vain.

In contrast to Claire's sleepless night, Aloy slept very well, although he slept more than Claire during the day. This is also one of his survival skills. No matter when and where he is, he can fall asleep immediately, because he may not have a chance to sleep again in the next few days.

"Alloy, drink this." After breakfast, Claire handed the night's results to Aloi. Although he looked tired, he was in good spirits and his eyes were full of expectation.

But this joyful mood was not conveyed to Aloy. He looked at the bottle of dark red liquid, and his heart skipped a beat. Is the mage going to... test the medicine on himself?

"What's wrong, Arlo, are you afraid of hardship? It doesn't matter, I'll ask Cassidov to get some candy."

Aloy watched as the mage rang the bell to call the butler, and told him to prepare more candies and let him choose the ones he liked. When he said these words, the mage looked so gentle, as if he really cared about him, but what he did was so cruel...

Aloi suppressed his trembling hands and took the tray containing candies and potions. The colorful candies were beautiful against the crystal bottles of the potions, but Aloi only felt that they were life-threatening poisons.

But he also knew that there was no other way for him to go. He might still survive if he drank. If he didn't drink... the mage could break his limbs and force himself to drink again.

Aloy closed his eyes, raised his head and poured all the medicine into his throat. Soon, a burning sensation rose from his organs and spread throughout his body.

Aloy gritted his teeth and said nothing. He raised his eyes and looked at the mage. He seemed completely unaware. Seeing that he had not eaten any candy, he even peeled one off and fed it to him.

The candy melted in your mouth, and the sweet taste was in sharp contrast to the pain in your body.