Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 61

In the dark room, only the spar on the table glowed, which could only illuminate the table in the room.

“Can this still be fixed?”

"Maybe. The metal parts inside are basically rusted. How did it get water in? It doesn't rain here."

"Yeah, I just went out to play, and by the way, I picked up Ou Yue."

Sitting next to the table was Nasha wearing a nightgown and her father Ennardez. Over the years, Nasha has grown up and is about to enter adulthood where growth has stagnated. His father didn't change at all.

They were playing with a small wooden box. This was a twist-shaped music box that the Ennardezto people bought from the human race. It was also a twelfth birthday gift for Nasha.

She used it with great care for three years, but to this day, it seems that something inside is rusty, and the sound it makes is no longer crisp.

"If it really breaks, I'll buy you another one." Ennardez spread his hands helplessly: "I'll try it with my cousin tomorrow, but it won't be of any use to me."

Nasha put her head on the table and looked at the music boxes in a daze.

"Now explain to me how you picked up Oyue's child." Enardez looked at her and said: "The blood in your clothes has dried, and you have to wash it back and forth several times before it can be washed out. Didn’t I tell you to bring a cloth to spread outside?”

"Isn't there a strong wind yesterday? I smelled a very fragrant smell." Nasha blinked her eyes and scratched her head in embarrassment: "I happened to be bored at home, so I went there to take a look. Who knew I would find the person buried? Ouyue was under a pile of corpses, and it took me a lot of effort to get him out."

Enardez watched his daughter's serious lie-telling skills getting better and better, and he felt his head hurt a little: "Have you asked someone to treat him?"

"Well, I yelled a few times." Nasha said gloomily: "Originally, I expected to die after carrying him back. It would be a pity that I would have good food for several days."

Enardez really didn't want to admit that this guy was his daughter, so he could only hold his forehead and sigh: "I was very worried about you yesterday. The humans and elves went to war, and you disappeared again. I picked up a lantern and looked for you in the forest. One day you know?”

"That's why my dad loves me the most." Nasha reached out her arms around his neck and kissed him gently on the face in a cooperative manner: "I'm very sorry that I left without saying a word. I will definitely not do this next time. .”

"Don't do this to me. The old rules are fifteen days of confinement." Ennardez pushed her away helplessly. When he was a child, he could still control her, but when he grew up, it was basically routine for him to run away without any punishment. If so, it will probably disappear again after a while.

In addition, there is a lot of chaos outside now, and he doesn't want to suddenly find out that his daughter died while reading a book at home.

"No, just a few days, okay?" Nasha was still holding him and acting coquettishly: "Just three days, okay."

"If it's not three days, it must be at least twelve days."

"Five days."

"Seven days, no more."

"Deal" Nasha cheered softly, then she paused and scratched her head: "Then can you increase my range of activities?"

"How much do you want"

"On the second floor, I haven't seen Oyue for a long time, and I want to play with him." Nasha put her hands together and looked at Ennardez pitifully: "Hey, please~"

"There's nothing wrong with that, but again, don't take the joke too far. He's probably still injured. It would be bad if you kill him." Enardez looked at his daughter and said with a headache. .

The first thing Oyue woke up from was probably the sense of touch.

Because a piece of metal was embedded in his calf, the metal even broke his bones, and the pain made him want to scream.

The second one should be the sense of smell, because this room was full of the smell of blood, and the fishy smell made him collapse many times.

What happened before was like a dream, but now that I think about it, the scene really feels ridiculous and terrifying.

Especially the red figure she saw before fainting, Ouyue still can't imagine that it is something that a living thing can do.

That must be fake. Could it be an hallucination caused by excessive blood loss?

"Are you awake?" Before he opened his eyes, he heard a girl's voice. The voice did not sound sad, but rather urgent: "When you wake up, sit up and have something to eat, and by the way, tell me where you have been in the past few years."

Oh, well, it looks like that one is real

This was really something he couldn't be happy about. He was now next to a pervert. He had seen with his own eyes that this girl killed an entire team just by himself. It doesn't take much attention to recall that on that rainy day, the girl danced in the crowd to the accompaniment of music, and every step would kill someone.

She was smiling so happily, her eyes were red like gems, her white braids were floating in the air, and the air was full of joy.

But he could only watch quietly, feeling that the body of his friend or girlfriend who had been with him for many years slowly cooled down, and her blood was still flowing out, soaking his whole body. It was like she hugged him before leaving.

"Is the injury on your leg feeling better?" Nasha asked, "You lost too much blood. It was only through my blood transfusion that I was able to survive."

Vampire blood is universal blood and can be blended into any blood. It also has a very good healing effect. Even in the war years long ago, the blood of killed vampires was poured into the child as a healing medicine.

"Thank you." Ou Yue said softly.

No matter what she had done before, after all, she saved herself, so she still had to say thank you.

"Why don't you thank me?" Nasha looked very happy to see Ouyue and said cheerfully: "I've drank your blood before, so I'll treat it as even."

Ouyue was stunned. He carefully recalled the creatures he had seen, even including the envoys from various races, but he didn't remember that he knew this demon god.

And why does this guy look like he wants to eat me?

"Have I seen you?" Ouyue's voice was very soft. He opened his eyes to look at the girl in front of him: "Why did you save me?"

The other party suddenly froze, and after a while, he said to himself: "Aren't we friends? Could it be that you wanted to die at that time, and I saved the wrong person. If so, that would be great, I will send you on your way now."

"That's not what I meant." Ou Yue quickly waved her hands, as she would have been killed if it were any later: "But I really don't remember that I know you. You may have admitted your mistake."

Nasha suddenly leaned her face towards her, and Ouyue was so frightened that she subconsciously tried to hide away, but was caught.

Her nose moved, as if she was inhaling: "This smell, yes, except you, I didn't expect anyone else to have this fragrance."

Then Nasha stood back, thinking a little distressedly, and whispered softly:

"Really? It's still too long."

Nasha pinched her chin, not shocked.

She and Oyueja had not been together for two weeks, but now they had not seen each other for several years. I have been staying at home and almost forgot who Ouyue is, let alone an elf.

But that's not a big problem, just forget and make friends again, it's not a big deal.

"Then let me introduce myself again. My name is Nasha." Nasha pointed to herself: "About seven years ago, you came to my house to study for about two weeks. Can you remember it now?"

Ouyue was stunned: "You said you saw me when I was about ten years old."

"So to speak, what's wrong?"

"Then do you know what happened to me in the past?" Ouyue looked at him and said, "For some reason, my memory disappeared until seven years ago. I can't remember anything further back."

Nasha was stunned. She tilted her head and looked at him: "What's wrong with you, Oyue? Is someone bullying you?"

"My name is Takuri." Ouyue said helplessly.

"No, your name is Aoyue." Nasha shook her head: "At least that's what you told me at the time. Don't tell me that you gave me a false name, otherwise I will definitely kill you."

After a while, Nasha brought over a notebook and a crow mask: "This is what you left here. I keep it on the bedside table."

Ou Yue was stunned for a moment, then took the book and opened it. The name "Ou Yue" written in Elvish language was written on the first page, with the starting date below.

This is a diary. It probably only contains a few days of diary, with less than twenty pages in one piece, and it is all written in Elvish language.

Ouyue was suddenly surprised to find that he could understand it easily even though he clearly remembered that he had never learned this language. In his eyes, those complicated symbols were as simple as the lingua franca used for normal communication. .

And although this handwriting is a little childish, you can still recognize it as your own.

"My name was Oyue at that time?" he said softly.

Suddenly, Oyue saw words similar to "Brother, I'm fine" written on almost every page.

"Do I have a brother?" He turned to look at Nasha who was playing with the mask.

"Yes." Nasha thought for a moment and patted her head: "It seems to be called Ori. I remember you told me."

Ouyue was stunned. He had heard of this name before. He was the guy in the Rovira family who was also an elemental elf.

Originally, when she learned her name, she thought she looked a bit like that guy, but when she actually said it, she was still a little surprised.

"Oh, thank you." He lowered his head and continued to look at the diary.

He was just surprised and had no other emotions.

After all, he had so many ethereal brothers for no reason. Ouyue couldn't even recall what he looked like, so naturally he didn't think it was something worth paying more attention to.

"I haven't seen you in a few years, what are you doing?" Nasha put her elbow on her leg and kicked the air in boredom. Her slender white legs under her nightgown showed a perfect arc: "I'm so bored, every day We all live here day after day.”

"It's okay, I basically just study at home." Ou Yue scratched her head and said.

She turned to look at Ouyue's face: "You seem to be doing well, and you have found a girlfriend."

Ouyue suddenly paused, and her heart suddenly felt cramped.

If she didn't remind him, she would have really forgotten about the dead guy.

He watched Cara turn into a corpse in front of him. That guy wanted to travel around the world, but he died like this.

"What's wrong? I see you're in a bad mood." Nasha tilted her head. The sudden sadness in the air made her feel a little baffled.

"But she's dead." Ou Yue said dejectedly.

"So what?" Nasha blinked her eyes: "Why do you have to be sad when you die?"

"Don't you think it's a pity?" Ouyue suddenly became a little angry. This guy's face was full of indifference. He was his friend, shouldn't he show it symbolically?

"People are dying every second in the world." Nasha said: "Should we mourn for everyone?"

"But this is my friend."

"Then you won't be so sad." Nasha stood up helplessly: "I really don't understand why the elf would spend time on such boring current affairs. I'm going to get you some medicine. It's time to change the bandage. Remember to eat something. .”

She stretched and said lazily, "I should do some exercises."

Ouyue silently watched her leave, then looked at the ceiling.

He needs to sort out his thoughts.

It seems that they thought their name was Oyue, which was also written in the diary, but Lowenstein told him that his name was Takuri. Why is this?

Ouyue scratched his head helplessly. He couldn't remember anything before that day, but since it was something done by the family, it would definitely not harm him.

After all, the family was so kind to him and trained him to be what he is today at all costs.

Suddenly, he slowly lowered his head, and he thought of the frozen man again. It was obvious that he had no ability to resist, but he still thrust the sword in his hand into that guy's body.

Ou Yue slowly sat up, hugging her legs and curling up into a ball.

His body had been washed when he was unconscious, and now he was covered in pajamas, holding him like a helpless child.

Ouyue's body trembled slightly and she held her head with both hands.

He thought again of the corpses on the ground, the blood splashing, the sounds of armor scraping and bodies being cut open everywhere, roars and screams intertwined with each other, the heavy rain seemed to never stop for a long time, and there were no feet in the puddle. Full of red water.

He suddenly didn't want to go back. He knew very well that he learned magic just to be able to step into that battlefield again and use his extraordinary strength to tear the enemy into pieces.

As expected, the stories in the storybooks are all lies, and the pictures described in the biographies are also false. War is not as glorious as imagined, but just filled with corpses. And those epic poems were all written using dead bodies.

Ouyue pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself into a ball.

"Great ancestor." He said softly: "What should I do?"