Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 44

On the ground, Ou Yue lay quietly on the ground, motionless.

The ground actually became soft, like a sponge mat.

It should be said that the ground in the entire area was like this. He was shocked and fainted when he fell on it, but it was not serious.

I don't know when, there was a guy here. He was wearing a cloak and holding a long staff. He looked like an old man.

But Lowenstein knew that this guy was not old. He was less than two hundred years old and in his prime.

"Hey." Luo Lina frowned: "What a bad luck."

That was Shkaluo. I really don’t know why this guy appeared here, but he came at the right time.

That half-finished second-level spell might be a fatal disaster for Ouyue, but for Shkaluo, it was easy to block the blow. There are many ways to help Aoyue offset this damage, and by the way, it can also loosen the land.

She took out a crystal from her pocket and crushed it: "But forget it, I didn't lose this time anyway."

As the crystal shattered, her body slowly faded until it disappeared.

Lowenstein looked at Lorena who left with the space stone, sighed, and then slowly climbed down.

"I need you to give me an explanation." Shkaluo lifted up his cloak, took two deep breaths, and said in as calm a tone as possible.

"How about we find a place to sit and explain to you later?" Lowenstein looked around and shouted: "Nasha"

"I'm fine." A gray guy crawled out of the soft soil. Nasha simply patted the soil on her body and shook out the large rocks mixed in her hair.

Although the height was high, the ground had been softened by Shkaluo's magic like a cotton pad. In addition, the vampire had excellent physical fitness, so she could only be described as unscathed.

Seeing that Nasha was fine, Lowenstein couldn't help but feel a little relaxed. Then he looked at Schkalo: "Do we still have a place to stay? It's best to have food and water."

Shkaluo looked at his uncle, then sighed, and patted his head again: "Okay, I know a place. I hope you can think of a good word on the way there."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that our family had such a place here?" Lowenstein looked around and exclaimed, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone looking for a hotel."

But this place seems to be a sewer. Although there is no smell, the level of construction is definitely not much better than the sewer. There were dusty utensils everywhere, and there was even draft on the dead wood walls.

But this place is not small, it is comparable in size to an arena.

"This is the place where we smuggled supplies. Fortunately we just moved out today, otherwise there would be no place to stay." Schkalo walked in the huge room, with two flames floating around him for lighting: "There should be food and water stored here. Let's just survive here today. I guess we won't be able to go back today, and we won't be able to find any place that can take us in."

"Is it because of this?" Lowenstein glanced at Oyue in his arms and asked softly.

"Well, those bastards in Rovira directly overloaded the teleportation array connecting here to the Forest of All Souls. It will take a while to cool down." Shkaluo sighed: "You won't think that after you have found Afterwards, we can still find a place to take us in."

"You've always been here." Lowenstein raised his eyebrows.

"It should be said that I just arrived." Shkaluo glanced back at him: "I just happened to witness the entire conversation between Luo Lina and you."

"Then what my family told me"

"Tomorrow I will put these conditions in writing and submit them, and the implementation will be completed within three months. Our reputation in Strath is not good to begin with. If we don't keep our promises this time, then don't mess around in the future." Shi Carlo slapped himself on the head and sighed: "Well, fortunately, there has been nothing to spend money on in the past few years, otherwise there would probably be a big gap in the finances."

"Feel sorry."

"You can say this after you explain it to me, and you shouldn't tell me. You should talk to the old guys in charge of the family." Shkaluo turned around and walked into a corner: "Go inside This is the room where the people who move the goods live. Although it is not in use now, the door should be unlocked. If it is locked, just destroy the lock. Anyway, a lot of money has been wasted, so this is not bad. "

Sure enough, as he said, if you keep walking from here, you will enter a room not much larger than the toilet.

"Let me think about where the edible things are placed." After Schkalo entered, he stepped on a tiptoe stone, stood on tiptoes and took down a sack from the door frame.

"Hey." Nasha suddenly walked over and tugged at the corner of his clothes. She looked like a little girl who had been separated from her parents.

"What's wrong?" Shkaluo lowered his head, looked at her for a moment, then squatted down and touched her head: "Do you want to eat too?"

Nasha nodded, and then Shkaluo got her a handful of fruit from the sack.

Although Schkalo has never met her, since she has been following his uncle, she should be given preferential treatment.

Well, even if you see such a cute little girl on the street, you shouldn't treat her gently.

"Well," she blinked at Shkaluo a few times: "Besides this, I might also need something to drink."

"When I go out to the well later, there will be water to drink."

"I don't want to drink water."

"What about orange juice? Do you need to add sugar?"

"I don't want to drink orange juice."

"Then what do you want to drink?" Shkaluo reached out and pinched Nasha's face, which opened her mouth a little, revealing her small fangs.

"I want to drink blood." Nasha looked at him and blinked: "Can I drink your blood?"

"I forgot to tell you." Lowenstein put the unconscious Oyue on the bed, took off his mask, then took off his robe and folded it into a pillow to cushion him: "She is our undead. My friend, the daughter of the vampire Ennardez, came out with me this time."

The corners of Shkaluo's mouth twitched, and then he lowered his head to look at the pair of blood-red eyes. I have to say that these eyes were very beautiful, but if they could change the color, they wouldn't feel so weird.

"This" Shkaluo sighed: "Okay, wait a moment."

He stood up, took a cup from the table, and then slit her wrist with a dagger. After giving her a full cup of blood, he took out a bandage from his bag and wrapped it briefly before handing it to her: "That's enough."

"Thank you." Nasha happily held the cup and trotted to sit on the edge of the bed to eat.

"Can you explain it to me now?" Schkalow also handed Lowenstein a handful of dried fruits.

There is a reason why Shkaluo can be arranged to work next to the Elf King. One of the reasons is that he can not panic when big things happen. Although he was a little moody at first this time, he calmed down during the time he was walking back.

"Do you remember the burning tree?" Lowenstein said.

"I just saw it, I can't forget it." Shkaluo thought for a while: "Is that your newly researched spell? It seems to be very effective."

"That's what Ouzuki did." Lowenstein pointed to the child lying on the bed.

Shikaluo was stunned. He looked at Oyue and swallowed: "Are you sure?"

"No kidding." Lowenstein touched his head: "As you said, his talent is very good."

Shkaluo was silent for a while, and then sighed: "You did a good job, at least you didn't betray him."

"Then we will return to the Undead tomorrow and continue our studies there."

"No, I don't think he should be allowed to go to the undead anymore." Shkaluo said, "Let him go to the altar, and so are you. You can teach him to be better than me."

"Hey, hey, Oyue is leaving." Nasha, who was drinking blood at the side, almost spat out the blood. She showed her little fangs in a demonstrative manner at Shkaluo: "It's not easy for me to have one." A guy to hang out with.”

"The old die-hards at the altar agreed." Lowenstein completely ignored Nasha and looked at Schkalo and frowned: "I applied for so long but couldn't agree, and when Ouyue first came, I didn't agree with them. I applied, but it was also rejected. But why was it approved this time?”

"Otherwise, why would I come here?" Shkaluo shrugged: "After you left, I never gave up trying to give Ouyue this opportunity. I almost lost my tongue before I could talk through those guys."

"I originally wanted to take a rest here, and then rush to your place to take Ouyue back the next day, but I didn't expect that this happened." He continued, then held his forehead and sighed: "Seriously , you paid too much this time, I will go back and see if we can think of a way to make this place our base, that way at least the 200 million gold coins will not be wasted."

"Is it possible to turn this place into a base?" Lowenstein was stunned. He usually does not participate in political activities and knows nothing about this kind of thing: "Then why didn't you do this earlier? You obviously know this." I often run on the road.”

"That's very troublesome." Shkaluo rolled his eyes at him: "It will take several years."

"Then I'll take Nasha home tomorrow." Lowenstein thought for a while and said, "You take Oyue back."

"Don't stay among the undead for too long. You are also an elf with students. Oyue needs your guidance." Shkaluo shrugged: "Otherwise, I will find a few people to kidnap you back."

"What you said makes me feel irresponsible." Lowenstein's mouth twitched.

"Isn't this a consensus?" Shkaluo said helplessly: "I don't need to say this."

"This unilateral understanding cannot be said to be a consensus." Lowenstein frowned.

"As the one who spends the least time at home, I think you are worthy of the evaluation of being irresponsible." Schkalo rolled his eyes at him.

Lowenstein's total time away from home must have exceeded a hundred years. When he finally came back, he would get into his room. If something bothered him, he would leave immediately and never come back for a few years.

They kept talking like this, as if they could never finish talking. But I don't know which topic they talked about to death. The two old guys leaned on their chairs and said nothing, as if they were asleep.

Nasha watched the two of them treat themselves like air, lay down next to Ou Yue in a puff of anger, folded her hands into pillows, and planned to sleep.

She looked at the pale boy in front of her and sighed.

"You're going home." Nasha whispered, reaching out and poking his face: "The only ones left with me are those lifeless guys."

Aoyue didn't answer, but she was trembling slightly. Her originally rosy face seemed to have had a nightmare, and she was so frightened that there was no trace of blood.

Suddenly, Nasha was stunned. She saw a drop of crystal clear tears slipping from the corner of his eyes.

His lips moved slightly, as if he was talking about something in his sleep.

Although it was not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's sleep talk, Nasha still couldn't hold back her curiosity. She moved forward and put her little ear close to his mouth.

"sorry"

She was stunned. Ouyue seemed to keep saying this word repeatedly, as if it was some kind of spell.

Nasha sighed and held his hand, her small claws trembling slightly now.

"As for that?" She frowned: "Isn't it just that I accidentally killed an elf?"

A guy like Nasha who didn't care about life would naturally not be able to understand what Ou Yue was feeling right now, and Lowenstein and Schkalo were used to it and didn't think there was anything to worry about.

But Ou Yue is just a child, not old enough to remain indifferent to the fact that he accidentally killed an elf.

Nasha yawned. She was really tired tonight and she was a little tired.

So she held Ouyue's hand like this, feeling groggy. Just when she was about to fall asleep, Nasha suddenly felt her hand being held tightly.

Just when she thought Ou Yue had been awakened, she suddenly heard Ou Yue softly calling for his brother. This cowardly little boy thought that when he was about to collapse, his brother Ori held his hand like he did when he was a child.

Nasha felt her hand being held tightly. This dead child regarded her as her brother. Her breathing slowly calmed down and she no longer talked in her sleep. Judging from the slowly rising corners of his mouth, he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

She looked at her hand, which was held tightly by this little guy, but it was not difficult to break free. She only needed a little force to pull her hand out.

However, after Nasha briefly hesitated whether to take her hand out, she shrugged helplessly, touched Aoyue's head, and slowly fell asleep.

Soon there was only the sound of breathing in the room. Everyone was basically tired, so they fell asleep quickly.

The crow outside landed on the branch, looked into the house through the gap, tilted its little head, cooed twice and then flew away.