I'm a heartthrob in the wizarding world [Western Fantasy Elf]

"What is a demon apostle?"

In the palace, Ye Qimeng couldn't help but ask the question that had been in his heart for a long time.

"I've only seen one, the harpy." Alexa took off her coat and put it casually on the shelf nearby, saying lightly.

Servants in black and white uniforms led them forward, and the wall lamps on the wall kept flickering on and off with their steps, constantly illuminating the road paved with red velvet carpets in front of them.

There are huge and magnificent oil paintings on the walls, and sculptures and artworks are neatly placed on wooden shelves nearby.

After walking through the winding stairs, we passed through a long corridor.

Finally they came to a restaurant, the top of which was decorated with gorgeous crystal chandeliers, illuminating every corner.

There were already three busy servants at the dining table, preparing tableware, bringing a dazzling array of food to the dining table one after another. They also pulled out the chairs at the dining table for them, gesturing for them to sit down.

Alexa sat in the master's seat skillfully, leaning against the back of the red velvet chair, and handed the white gloves to the servant beside her.

This servant looked like a human, with jet-black hair meticulously tied on the back of his head with a hairband.

She also had an extremely delicate face, but she was just doing the task at hand expressionlessly, like a mechanical shell without a soul.

Ye Qimeng sat down on the left side of Alexa, and Orange Peel sat on the right side of Alexa, then Ella sat next to her, and Gouzi also jumped on Sitting on the dining chair in a decent manner.

Because the dog is too petite, only one of its head and neck are exposed on the dining table. It looks a bit funny, but its serious expression is still cute and well-behaved.

After everyone was seated, Alexa stretched out her right hand with sharp bones and snapped her fingers.

In an instant, the dazzling chandelier overhead was extinguished, followed by the candles on the dining table and the roaring fire in the fireplace, bringing a touch of warmth to the already somewhat cold stone palace.

Perhaps he noticed that Ye Qimeng was squinting at the busy servants at the dining table with burning eyes.

Alexa explained: "They are just puppets. They are not humans or living creatures. They are just scarecrows controlled by magic. There is no need to be afraid."

"It's so magical. With this magic, I don't have to do housework, and let Ella join me to bask in the sun in the yard every day." Ye Qimeng was a little envious of the ability to control magic puppets.

In fact, what she really thought in her heart was: You said it was a scarecrow and I was even more scared, okay? So many horror movies are about the resurrection of the scarecrow.

But she was still amazed by Alexa's powerful magic power.

Perhaps as Ella said, elves are born with hundreds of natural points of magical cohesion. They are a species gifted by the gods, so they can freely manipulate extremely complex magic.

What's more, Alexa also has blond hair and blue eyes of aristocratic descent, which makes it even more difficult to figure out her magical potential.

Although she doesn't look like a bad person, it's better to find out her background first.

"Fortunately, it's just a small magic. I can teach you another day. But how much magic cohesion do you have? This is a crucial basic condition." Alexa explained enthusiastically.

This made Ye Qimeng give up his previous worries, put his head on his forehead with a hint of sadness and complained: "Hey, as a human being, I am probably the weakest. Maybe I just have a slight amount of magic cohesion, which is brought about by the cup of persimmon juice in the morning. of."

"The master is already great, and he can also communicate with magical creatures!" Ella said excitedly at the side.

Ye Qimeng was moved and hugged Ella beside him, thinking: Maybe in its eyes, I am still the best wrestler even if I fall while walking on the road...

"Then drink more persimmon juice. It just so happens that I have preserved persimmon fruits here that contain hundreds of microorganisms. They come from the top branches of the mother tree. Each one takes several years to grow and is almost never sold to the outside world."

Alexa introduced them to them in an exaggerated way, while motioning with her eyes to the servant who was serving the food next to her to get the persimmon juice.

The servant turned around and left the restaurant, his steps too light to look like a real person. Under the interplay of candlelight and fireplace fire, he looked elegant and strange.

After a while, the puppet servant brought several glasses of black persimmon juice.

It's not the bright red color before, but rather red and black. It's in a long cylindrical tall glass, like poison specially prepared by a witch.

Ye Qimeng hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up the courage to take a sip. A rich and sweet taste instantly filled his mouth.

Different from the cup of persimmon juice in the morning, the refined persimmon juice is somewhat like its concentrated product, with a more mellow and long-lasting taste.

She drank three large glasses in one go and stopped when she felt a little full.

"Hehehe, what a great appetite."

Alexa's somewhat neutral voice echoed in Ye Qimeng's ears, and she felt her cheeks turn red. No

Knowing whether it was because she was drunk, she felt a little warm. There was obviously no alcohol in the persimmon juice.

She was a little embarrassed and lowered her head to eat the food on the plate. Some simple ingredients: asparagus, potatoes, peas and a kind of meat, but they were decorated with cumin, black pepper and some spices she didn't recognize. A plate of exquisite dishes.

The servants were still serving a variety of freshly baked breads, creamy vegetable and mushroom soup that had been simmered for a long time, and some odds and ends of side salads and grilled meats.

Orange Peel took a sip of the persimmon juice and sighed: "It tastes really good. It's even more delicious than the persimmons we usually eat! Miss Alexa, can I take some to give to my family and friends?" ?”

"Of course, persimmon rats can share the fruits of the persimmon forest with us. This is a rule set by the gods. If you still want it in the future, you can ask your messenger to tell me." Alexa agreed readily. Come down.

"Great, then on behalf of my family and friends, I would like to thank Miss Alexa."

Orange Peel drank another drink while talking. He seemed to be a little drunk like Ye Qimeng.

After seeing their reactions, Ella took a few sips out of curiosity. It also had a look of disbelief on its face, and immediately drank up a whole glass of persimmon juice.

Only the dog is carefully holding the knife and fork in the gaps between its paws, slowly cutting the food on the plate, and putting it into the mouth gracefully.

"That dog..." Alexa was a little surprised when she saw this scene. After a pause, she expressed her inner doubts: "It seems like a person..."

"Oh, it's not just any guard dog, it says it's a magic dog."

Ye Qimeng was already used to strange things. What was impossible in this magical world? Even the fact that dogs could eat with forks and knives no longer made ripples in her heart, she was already numb with shock.

Alexa seemed to admire Gouzi a little: "The behavior is very elegant, not bad."

"Nonsense, I am a noble." Gouzi replied disdainfully.

Ye Qimeng's heart: Fortunately, other people can't understand it, otherwise it would be the scene of social death...

"What did it just say? Can't you understand what it said?" Alexa looked at Ye Qimeng curiously and asked.

Ye Qimeng replied awkwardly but politely: "It said it was an aristocratic pastoral dog."

Gouzi: "..."

Alexa couldn't help but chuckled, reached out and stroked the short hair beside her ears, and said meaningfully: "Interesting..."

There seemed to be a noise coming from outside the window, passing through the thick glass and dark purple velvet curtains to the ears of everyone in the house.

Alexa's smile froze at that moment, she got up and walked to the window, pulling open the curtain blocking the glass window.

The dazzling white light instantly illuminated every corner of the room, and the candles and fires were quietly extinguished at that moment, leaving only wisps of green smoke.

The window was opened by Alexa, and the wind from high in the sky blew in, ruffling Ye Qimeng's silky hair and making her unable to open her eyes.

She looked past Alexa's shoulder and saw several winged horses flying in the sky not far away. Behind them was a huge four-wheeled flat wooden cart, and there seemed to be a gray winged horse lying on it.

Ye Qimeng squeezed to Alexa's side with some curiosity, leaned out of the window, waved her hands cheerfully at the winged horse in the distance, and shouted: "Hui Ke, I have delivered the news to you."

Huike seemed to have heard someone calling him. He raised his head on the flatbed truck and looked around. Finally, it saw Ye Qimeng waving his hand towards it from a small window of the palace.

So Hui Ke also stretched out a hoof, imitating her, shaking the hoof at her, saying hello to indicate that he had seen her too.

"Ah, I'm so happy. The magical world is so fun. Thank you for your hospitality, Alexa!" Ye Qimeng hugged Alexa tightly and thanked her.

Ye Qimeng felt Alexa startled. He looked up and found Alexa looking at her blankly, with a look of surprise on her face. Only then did she realize that she might have been a little abrupt.

So she let go and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, and said to Alexa: "I'm sorry hahaha..."

"Plop-plop-"

Before he finished speaking, Ella and Orange Peel, who were sitting just now, fell from their chairs one after another, fell to the ground, and fainted.

Suddenly, she also felt dizzy. Her feet were too weak to support her body. She slid down the wall beside the window sill and lay on her side on the ground.

Alexa, however, did not help her.

Half asleep and half awake, her vision was blurry, and she seemed to see someone coming in from outside the door.

She saw two wooden wheels, as if someone was sitting on a wheelchair.

From the ground, she could see the lace edge of her white skirt swaying gently as she was slowly pushed into the restaurant by the servant wearing small leather shoes behind her.

A joking female voice came: "Alex, you are pretending that I have done bad things again. You know, I don't like outsiders coming to our house."

Then came Alexa's cold voice, which reached Ye Qimeng's ears from top to bottom: "Please call me Alexa, dear sister."