Elves: My Fantasy World

"Say..."

The ends of the white hair, as if stained with blood, fluttered in the air.

But the owner of the body had fallen to the ground uncontrollably.

This Zoroark still maintained its pride and contempt until it fell into coma.

Then he was sent into the sky by a storm of flying leaves.

By the time he fell down after being hit by four consecutive leaf storms from the air, he was already a snowy girl with a little strawberry jam on her face, ready to be slaughtered at will.

Soft.

Standing opposite him was Shen Yaming, who was a little confused about the situation, and the monarch snake, who shook the tip of his tail and blew gently on it.

Her eyes were no longer like that of the vine snake that naively crawled into Shen Yu's arms, but like that of the queen whose peripheral vision she could only see a little bit when she tilted her head back.

Noble and confident.

…………

Such a spirit is recorded in mythology.

As the ancient form of a modern elf, this elf seems to have some terrible legends since that time.

The wildly dancing white hair looks like the god of death. Driven by a deep hatred that can tear him apart, he kills his enemies with the determination to die together.

His long hair that can wriggle like a living thing carries the power of hatred. And he himself also controls the ability to create an environment and trap people in it.

He has a unique ability to cause damage from the inside out.

Although... this kind of elf, when you gain his trust, he will also treat you like a family member, kindly protecting you and caring about you...

But don't forget that this spirit is born from resentment.

There are so many secrets about him...it's impossible to study them all.

Even in today's generation, the generational changes in genes have made them lose their ghost attributes, but there are still many things to study, and various countries are still conducting further discussions.

Such an elf.

It broke into the lives of Shen Yaming and Shen Yu without any explanation, and with a force that the young children at the time could not resist at all, it shattered the last bit of hope.

Although she was still alive, the person who was almost the most important to her was completely gone.

Such an elf individual, no matter what information he finds or what research he reads.

There is no trace of it.

Zoroark.

Along with the mysterious spirits, there are unprecedented species of individuals——

Shen Yaming tried to smash the Poké Ball on his head.

It was clearly an empty Poké Ball, but when it hit the Pokémon's head, it had no effect at all.

It fell to the ground as if it had failed.

"I can't capture it... the Poké Ball has no effect."

Shen Yaming glanced at the monarch snake——

"Hiss~"

I mean, I just hit him like I was playing ball, I didn't use any strength at all~

Even if he is fine later, can't we just knock him out?

"Whatever... tie him up first."

…………

Xia Xingran only stopped today after learning the words "apple banana".

I can already say it, and I'm quite proficient at it.

the most important is……

Xia Xingran has a nice voice.

It's very light, like the kind you hear when you're hiding and talking in class.

From time to time, he might use a little more force, but at this time, Xia Xingran's voice - Shen Yu felt that it was more recognizable.

Gentle, like the spring breeze blowing on your face. If the spring breeze was caressing your face at that time, then Shen Yu felt that Xia Xingran's voice was kneading Shen Yu's "cochlea" bit by bit.

Note, it's sound.

Itchy and numb.

Every time I neglected to hear Xia Xingran's voice and moved closer to her to ask her to speak close to my ear, I always felt like I was listening to my daughter's whisper.

but……

In terms of learning progress, the truth is - is she really learning so fast?

Ah, at the beginning he was pronouncing it properly, but later when he saw the words, he used his super powers to control his lips to pronounce them.

Cheating works like this.

The punishment for cheating was that Xia Xingran got hungrier faster than usual.

Shen Yu: Why do I feel like this punishment is for me?

What Shen Yu is going to make now is a dessert.

Taro paste, do you know?

In the history of Shen Yu's original world, there was a commander who once served a dessert like this - betel nut and taro paste - to foreign powers when they came to the Eastern countries at that time.

It is said that the hotness is accompanied by a high-grade sweetness.

After all, there is a person who has said everything who "may" have once said that the highest level of dessert is not sweet at all.

The sweetness of the betel nut and taro paste is not the cream flavor or the technological sweetness of industrial saccharin.

The first feeling when you take a sip is the passion contained in it, and then the mellow fragrance.

Sweetness, in this dessert, plays a role of seemingly casual icing on the cake... but in fact it has a very prominent finishing touch.

Without this sweetness, it might seem extremely mediocre and cannot even be called a dessert.

Shen Yu is trying.

The taro in the backpack was collected by Shen Yu through Qian Zhenduo. Although he didn't know where it was produced, the quality was very good, and Shen Yu was very satisfied with the texture of the flour.

The taro was indeed not too big... and it was very similar to the betel nut taro that Shen Yu remembered.

When Shen Yu got it before, he stewed one and tasted it... The taste was very similar.

Shen Yu felt that this would definitely not be wrong.

Stepped on the shadow under your feet.

"Gengar."

It was different from usual. Usually, when he saw me taking out the pot, he would come out from his shadow, throw fireballs and play with them, waiting for my call.

what is it today?

"Backpack Rotom! Can you use will-o'-the-wisp?"

"Beep! I can't understand Loto!"

Well, it seems not.

Just when Shen Yu was at a loss, a chubby little hand finally stretched out from his shadow, lit a fire, and flew under the pot -

Then he gave Shen Yu a thumbs up and made this gesture——

Slowly sinking into the shadows...

Shen Yu: . . .

Uncle Bao, what I'm saying is, please be gentle.

But never mind, the fire source problem has been solved. I’ll make some more for Gengar as a snack later.

…………

"Hu-hu-"

Xia Xingran stuck out her red little tongue and took the time to blow air at the taro paste on the spoon.

It was obvious that he had been burned.

Gengar originally wanted to fire a freezing ray at the pot, but Shen Yu clapped his hands.

This thing is to be eaten hot. If it is cold, it will not have that soft and crunchy texture.

Finally, I blew some air into my mouth.

The light in Xia Xingran's eyes was clearly visible.

This is the meaning~

Shen Yu sighed in his heart.

If only I could——

"Thank...thank you. Thank you, you."

Bliss.

This girl can still hear what is in her heart.