Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 15

It was pouring rain outside and there was lightning and thunder. Being in the rain feels like the end of the world.

However, in this huge house, the fire radiated warm heat, and the firelight illuminated the room brightly.

Inside the table was a table filled with various dishes. There was only fruit in one corner.

Lowenstein and Okuki were sitting over there, and Ennardez was cutting steak opposite. Nasha was holding a large round ball, blinking her eyes and thinking about how to eat the specialties brought by Aoyue and the others.

When the banquet is ready, someone comes to announce it. When Ou Yuexian came over, Nasha wanted to change clothes.

Nasha is now wearing a pleated skirt that looks very cute. Her hair was tied with buns, and her long white hair was tied into a braid at the back.

Ou Yue briefly looked around and looked at the table.

The other seats are now also filled with people. It can’t be said that they are people. It should be said that they are filled with ghosts.

They are the other members of the family, although some are obviously lethargic. But they are all interested in the meat that is grilled to perfection.

They are also extremely friendly to Lowenstein. These guys like this elf who comes over to chat with them when he has nothing to do.

Ouyue was a little restless, holding a big apple in her arms and gnawing in silence.

This is the first time in his life that he has seen so many people eating together.

This is also the first time I have seen such a lifeless dinner party.

The banquets Oyue attended were all banquets held for the harvest in the small village guarded by the elf dragon. At that time, everyone was laughing and laughing, the table was piled with various fruits, and there were dances and other activities that followed.

When the already beautiful elf dances in the forest, even the rabbits passing by can't help but stand and watch.

But now there is only the sound produced by the casual touch of silver knives and forks on the plate, and conversation is limited to whispers close to the ears, as if for fear of disturbing the tranquility. The air at this time couldn't help but feel a bit scary.

"Isn't Madam here?" Lowenstein looked at the vampires around and asked Ennardez opposite.

His voice echoed in the hall. After the silence was broken, Ou Yue took a breath and the pressure seemed to be lessened.

"Nasha took some trouble when she arrived. She is a little weak now and needs to retreat." Enardez replied: "She is asleep now, so I didn't call her."

The air became quiet again, and the suffocating pressure made it difficult for Ou Yue to breathe. He huddled in his chair, not knowing what to do.

"How do you eat this thing?" Nasha suddenly said to Ouyue, and then raised the helmet scale plum in her hand: "This thing is so hard."

"Oh, isn't there a joke on the top of that one?" Ou Yue looked at Nasha, stunned, and then she also held a Helmet Scale Plum for herself.

He took a table knife from the table, and even though it was soft silver, it was still easy to cut through the stem. Cracks suddenly appeared on the hard shell.

Then Ouyue carefully pressed along the crack, and the hard shell split from the middle, and the red pulp inside leaked out, looking tender and attractive.

"Wow." Nasha licked her lips, and then imitated Ouyue's method and stabbed the knife in.

Then the knife broke

"Be careful when cutting. Although it is relatively soft here, it is easy to break the tool." Ouyue cut some fruit pulp with a knife and stuffed it into his mouth. He hesitated and said: "If there are other harder ones, The knife will be easier to handle."

Nasha puffed up her cheeks and looked a little unhappy.

She clapped her hands and someone appeared behind her.

"Give me a knife and a hammer." Nasha said without even thinking, then raised her hand, and the necessary tools were stuffed into her hand.

Ou Yue suddenly felt something bad, but she didn't realize the reason yet.

Nasha put the knife against it, then swung the hammer and hit it. With a loud bang, everything on the table slightly moved away from the table and then fell down.

The hard shell had a large crack centered on the point where the knife fell. There was also a crack in the other direction below, and pale pink juice gushes out from inside.

The pulp inside must have been crushed into mud at this moment. Ouyue twitched the corner of her mouth, looked at the small hammer in Nasha's hand, and couldn't help but sigh, "What a corrupt thing."

"I'm full." He tugged on Lowenstein's clothes: "Can you leave first?"

It's so stuffy here. If I stay here any longer, I'll probably suffocate to death.

"Don't run around." Lowenstein reminded in a low voice: "There are many places in this house that no one can go to."

"I just go out for a walk and don't run around." Ouyue said, "It's really boring to stay here."

"Then walk around outside, and don't be too cunning." Lowenstein thought for a while: "There are many things here that can easily kill you, so don't be too curious."

Ouyue nodded after receiving permission, completely ignored his warning, got off the chair, trotted open the door and left.

After he came out, he stretched. It was so stuffy inside that he couldn't sit still.

Ou Yue looked at both sides and saw long corridors with no end in sight.

There are rooms at regular intervals along the corridor, and each one has a sign with a name written on it. It must be the people who live in it.

Ouyue looked at the names along the road. Their suffixes were all exactly the same, but the names had some changes.

For the first time, he felt how lucky he was to be in a family, even though he was almost an elf from the countryside. But when Ouyue looked at the neat surnames carved on the wooden plaques, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked blankly at the door number hanging on the door of the room in front of him.

It says Aoyue, and as expected, there is no suffix after it. And on the room next to it is engraved Lowenstein Strass.

In this row of rooms, two incongruous signs suddenly appeared, which made people feel a little awkward.

Will I live here in the future? Ouyue looked at the wooden sign on the door and turned the handle.

There must be no corpses or anything like that. Ou Yue swallowed subconsciously. His current requirements are very low, he just hopes that the blood clot sachet inside will be fine.

He had just learned that the ubiquitous smell of blood here came from the sachets hanging on the wall. Ouyue didn't know what was in those sachets. Anyway, he didn't have the courage to open them.

Who knows what it will be when you open it, but it will definitely not be a normal thing.

But fortunately, this room is normal. There was nothing filled with the smell of blood as expected, which made Ouyue very relaxed.

The fire inside must have just been lit, because the air in the house was still a little cold due to the heavy rain.

Through the light produced by this fire, Oyue observed this room.

The size of the room is similar to Nasha's. It seems that every room in this house has the same specifications.

The bed looked like it had just been made, and the quilt was neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed. There was a soft pillow on top. On the bedside table are dried fruits, a kettle and a candle holder, as well as notebooks, pens and paper.

Although they were all ordinary things, Ouyue still felt a little relieved from the bottom of her heart.

This meant that he had a place to live, and besides his village in a remote area, there was also a place that could accommodate him.

Ouyue looked at the notebook on the bedside and had a thought in her mind.

He knew that some people had the habit of keeping diaries. He thought it was pointless before, so he didn't do it.

But now Ouyue suddenly feels that if there is a diary from the past, maybe she can look at those things to recall that time.

Now that you have thought of it, there is no need to be idle.

Ouyue took the notebook and flipped through it. The book is large and thick. The cover is still very strong, it's a good book.

The pen is also very delicate, with a glossy black metal and delicate and complicated patterns on the pen tip.

He looked at the tool in his hand and played with the pen a few times. Ouyue had never seen such a delicate tool before, and couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Oyue thought briefly and wrote down the year at the top of the page.

Rhine July 1283, 7, the first month of summer retreat.

The Rhenish Year is counted from the time of peace after the advent of God, and 1283 years have passed. There are ten months in a year, each month has 36 days. This is the calendar of this world.

Slightly cold, gradually warm, extremely hot, summer retreats, ice approaches. There are five seasons, each with two months, namely the first month and the second month.

The first month after the summer heat subsides is still relatively hot, and the second month will basically gradually become colder. It is the end of the first month of the year, and although the weather is still warm, there are already colder spells at times.

Ouyue still likes the cold, because then it will snow in the sky, and the white snow will press on the ground and make a snowman.

However, in cold days, the only food left for elves is some cold-resistant varieties and dried fruits. If you still want to eat fresh summer fruits, you have to buy some fruits specially grown in a greenhouse built with magic barriers. Those things aren't cheap.

Aoyue was thinking wildly, shaking her wrist slightly, and wrote Juanxiu's handwriting on it. This is elven writing, and it's beautiful when written.

Each major race has its own language, but then they gradually learned the common language, and those languages ​​that only they could understand were slowly abandoned. Today, only a few people can read it, and even fewer remember how to write it.

But Ouyue had looked up relevant information when he was a child. He thought this kind of writing was very beautiful, so he spent some time studying it. Although I don't speak very fluently, my writing is very smooth.

He wrote it in elven writing because he didn't want others to read his diary. After all, it would be uncomfortable for others to read his privacy.

The pen scratched the paper, and the black ink soaked in it, forming words like waves. Although elven writing is cumbersome to write, it is very beautiful, and it is pleasing to the eye even if you cannot understand it.

"Biscuit, what are you writing?" Suddenly, a voice sounded next to Ouyue's ears.

Ouyue was like a frightened cat, her pointed ears and hair stood up instantly, and she closed the notebook with her hands together.

I don't know when, I have reached his side, my head is still half a fist away from him.

"Your sudden appearance will scare people to death." Ouyue swallowed: "By the way, can't you stay away from me when you talk? Why do you have to lean by my ear every time?"

"I told you, your blood is very fragrant." Nasha stood up, moved two steps and sat down next to Ouyue: "Hey, let me have a taste of your blood."

"Didn't you have dinner just now?" Ouyue said helplessly.

"That one only provides us with energy, so we still drink blood to replenish the blood consumed by the body." Nasha blinked her eyes: "You can't die, don't be so stingy~"

Her voice was long and sweet, and Ouyue felt dizzy.

"You used spiritual magic on me again." Ou Yue's mouth twitched.

"Hey, it's boring." Nasha shrugged helplessly, then stood up: "I should go to bed, I slept too late today."

Ouyue looked at Nasha, and then sighed slowly.

"Okay, no matter what I say, I have to live in your house. What do you need me to do?" Ouyue smiled helplessly.

Nasha was stunned for a moment, then clapped her hands and jumped slightly: "It would have been better if you had said so earlier."

Then she squatted down and hugged Ou Yue, rubbing her face against his: "Thank you very much."

Ou Yue felt very embarrassed to be made like this. She wanted to break away, but then she remembered that this guy was not very strong. It seemed that she really couldn't leave.

Nasha's face was a little cold, and it felt as smooth and tender as frozen fish belly when rubbed against his face.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Ouyue tilted her head, trying to stay as far away from her face as possible.

"Just unbutton two buttons and expose your shoulders." Nasha licked her lips, unbuttoned his clothes twice, and opened his clothes, exposing Ouyue's shoulders to the air.

Then she took a bite without thinking.

Her two small fangs bit through Ouyue's skin easily, including the arteries underneath.

Ouyue felt a numbness in her shoulder, but she didn't feel any pain.

Later he learned that vampire saliva has an anesthetic effect, so generally speaking, you won't feel much pain when you are sucked blood.

He suddenly felt that his eyelids were very heavy, as if someone had hung a shot put on them. I couldn't use any strength in my body. I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but found that I didn't even have the strength to speak.

Nasha's face slowly turned rosy, and the red light in her eyes became even stronger. The originally light red pupils had turned red.

After almost a minute, Nasha raised her head and burped.

There were two bloody holes on Ouyue's shoulder the size of the cover of her little finger, but no blood flowed out.

Nasha pulled out a dagger from the side of her square leather shoes, cut off an edge of her pleated skirt, tied a knot on Ouyue's shoulder, and treated it as a simple bandage.

Ouyue had fainted now, so she took him to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Nasha stretched out, savoring the smell of blood, and licked her lips.

She pulled down the strip of cloth on Ouyue's forehead, and the pattern all over her forehead suddenly appeared.

Nasha was stunned, looking at the pattern and tilting her head.

Then he smiled inadvertently, watching Ou Yue's smile slowly widen, until the corners of his mouth were almost cleft to the ears.

"Thank you for the hospitality." She leaned down and kissed Ouyue gently on her forehead.