Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 41

"Wow." Ouyue was so frightened by this sudden thing that she almost left her body.

"Ha." Nasha's face bulged on both sides and her mouth was tightly closed, as if she was enduring something funny: "This is just right for you to wear."

Ou Yue subconsciously touched her face and found that there was something hard on it, like a sharp thorn.

He took off the thing on his face and put it in his hand, only to find a half-face crow mask. The edge starts from the top of the nose and just blocks the lower half of the face in front, and also exposes his chin and mouth.

This crow mask does not fit perfectly, but relies on the straps at the back to tie it to Ouzuki's face.

Ouyue looked at this mask and suddenly felt that it was quite interesting, so she pinched its edges and played with it.

"How about it?" Nasha blinked and looked at him: "Just think of it as a little gift from me."

"Ah, no need, I have money." Ou Yue reached into her pocket and took out a handful of gold coins.

But before Ouyue could continue, Nasha snatched the mask from his hand and put it on the counter: "Add another one of this, how much does it cost in total?"

"Six gold coins." White Mask also packed the crow mask.

Nasha grabbed a handful of gold coins from her robe and lined them up on the table. Then she turned her head and looked at Ouyue: "Hey, help me get it. I can't get it by myself."

"I should be the one to pay." Ao Yue reluctantly took a few steps forward and helped her get a few boxes.

"Why worry so much?" Nasha smiled at him.

"Walk slowly." Bai Mask raised a hand slightly and waved goodbye.

"Oh, this is how you got such a lot of things." Lowenstein looked helplessly at the two children, listening to them tell the origin of the dozens of boxes in front of them.

When he finally finished buying what he needed to buy and got in the car, he discovered that a tall row of boxes had fallen behind him.

Then Oyue and Nasha explained to him how these things came from.

Lowenstein just listened and drove until he returned to the hotel where he was staying, and realized that these children had gone out and bought a lot of things without him paying attention.

Lowenstein parked the carriage in the tavern's horse pen, took a few and took the children back to the room.

Although it is still afternoon, basically the tasks of this trip are basically completed, and you can consider going back.

But Lowenstein didn't want to go back so early, otherwise he wouldn't have booked a room for three days.

He planned to take the two little guys to play here. The lives of elves and vampires are very long, so they should study for a few days.

In fact, if you were an ordinary elf, you wouldn't learn magic until you were twenty years old, and you would spend the first twenty years just playing around.

Lowenstein opened a box at random, and inside was a crying face mask with a big frown and a crying expression.

Then I tried putting it on my face and found that the size was just right, not too big at all, not too small at all.

"Why did you buy so many?" Lowenstein reluctantly took off the mask and put it back in the box.

"It looks great hanging on the wall." Nasha said with a straight-forward look: "And it's not like we haven't grown up yet, it won't be suitable when we grow up."

Lowenstein was too lazy to complain about this girl's logic. She was not his daughter anyway. He was just helping to see if anything happened.

Suddenly, he thought of it and glanced at Ou Yue, who was sitting in his seat and writing a diary.

From the day Ouyue decided to write a diary, she began to think of ways to write down things. Even when I went to the Crystal Cave, I still wrote it on another piece of paper in the room provided by the undead, and I didn't forget to take it with me when I escaped later. After returning to the villa on the cliff, he copied it again into the notebook placed by his bedside.

He didn't forget to bring that notebook this time, so he would write some when he had time.

Lowenstein wanted to see what the kid would remember yesterday. So I took a few sneak peeks.

Then he found out that this naughty kid was like the skeleton who stayed in the next era, and wanted to keep a diary in Elvish.

Ouyue noticed that someone was looking at her, turned around and looked at Lowenstein: "Is something wrong?"

"Don't look into my eyes, look down." Lowenstein corrected him abruptly: "I'm not worthy of your trust yet."

Ou Yue felt her head drop, looking very aggrieved.

Lowenstein sighed: "Just find a mask and wear it."

"Why?" Ouyue suddenly raised her head and asked in confusion.

"It's quite strange that you have a band on your head." Lowenstein pointed to the strip of cloth on his head: "Don't you think many people will look at your forehead when they pass by you?"

Ouyue was stunned for a moment, then recalled what happened before, remembering that passers-by would always look at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then she had no choice but to nod.

"Since it's all covered, don't show your face in the future." Lowenstein pushed the box on the bed and asked Nasha: "Do you mind if I take one?"

"I've chosen it for Oyue." Nasha cheered, then quickly opened a box and took out the crow mask from the inside like a treasure: "Look, how beautiful it is."

Lowenstein took the crow mask and flicked the metal edge on it: "The crow is very good, and it matches Ou Yue very well."

"Don't decide this kind of thing privately." Ouyue groaned helplessly.

"I think it's good. Think about it, isn't the crow an animal born in darkness?" Lowenstein walked over and put on the mask for him regardless of Ouyue's objection: "Except for sleeping and bathing, everything will be done in the future. Time will carry it with you.”

Ouyue shook his head, trying to get rid of the thing, but the belt was very powerful, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Yes, it's so beautiful." Nasha also came over and touched Aoyue's head: "It's similar to the crow I raised before."

"Why do you raise crows?" Ouyue said weakly, then gave up on treatment and adjusted his mask: "It's a bit big, right?"

He touched the wrinkles on his cheek caused by the mask being pulled by the belt, and frowned helplessly, but because of the mask, neither guy saw it.

"Because among the undead, there are only crows who are relatively gentle. They raised wolves, but they bit me off a piece of meat." Nasha thought for a moment and said, "At that time, I accidentally stabbed him with a knife, and then... I bit it in one bite."

"That's really tragic." Ouyue said: "I have raised wolves before, but I left after a few years."

Nasha shrugged and had no intention of continuing to talk about the wolf's ending.

She was torn apart by a wolf. In the end, the wolf's throat was bitten off by the young Nasha, and then it was sucked into a mummified body and made into a specimen and a decoration.

Lowenstein took out the mirror from the desk drawer and handed it to Oyue: "No, let's take a look."

Ou Yue looked at the mask that had been stretched a little smaller in the mirror and blinked.

It looks like this is a crow that has become a sperm, and this crow is twisting its head and looking back and forth in the mirror.

"Am I going to carry this with me from now on?" Ouyue suddenly felt that her elf's life would become meaningless from today on.

The most proud thing about an elf is that pretty face, everyone thinks so.

Since you can't show this face to the world, then maybe it's worth questioning why you have this face.

"Maybe." Lowenstein rubbed his head: "Bear it, sooner or later you will feel grateful for wearing a mask."

"Oh" Ouyue lowered her head helplessly: "What should we do next?"

"Nasha can go out and play. I will accompany you to learn magic in the room." Lowenstein took out a book from nowhere: "Start with this one first, and I will bring you other books after you finish learning." .”

"I don't want to go out to play." Nasha held up her cheeks angrily: "This makes me feel abandoned."

"Don't you rarely come out?" Ouyue turned her head and asked, "You just take this opportunity to wander around more."

"No," Nasha yelled unhappily, then moved a chair to the side, threw it next to Ouyue, and moved up: "I'll stay here."

"Why?" Ouyue asked in confusion as she saw Nasha sitting next to her.

"Can't I follow suit?" Nasha made a face at him: "I'm very powerful. I'll be able to learn some low-level magic soon."

Lowenstein said helplessly: "Okay, you can stay here as long as you don't bite Oyue."

Nasha looked at the two of them, stuck out her tongue, then picked up the bottle of red blood on the table, drank it down in one gulp as soon as she closed her eyes, and wiped the corners of her mouth with toilet paper: " That’s it, I’ve replenished enough blood, I don’t need to drink anymore in a short time.”

She leaned back in her chair and burped. The smell of blood oozed from her mouth, and the blood on her lips made her lips obviously red.

"Okay." Lowenstein nodded, opened the book, and placed it between the two little guys: "First, let's understand the principles and composition of spells."

The sun outside slowly fell from the sky, and slowly the stars in the sky could be seen. The huge moon also replaced the sun and hung in the sky.

Lowenstein spoke very well. Both the speaker and the listeners could hardly feel the passage of time. The room became darker and darker, and they didn't realize it was night until they couldn't see the words on the book. .

He lit the fire: "In short, the above is what I talked about today. We will look at it more in the next few days. We will move to the next stage in seven days."

"When will it be okay?" Ou Yue turned to look at Lowenstein and asked.

"As long as I can produce a rough prototype after chanting any low-level magic." Nasha stretched out, raised her hand, and moved her lips slightly. After a series of chants, a sound appeared on the palm of her hand. A black mass appeared, like a blackened fireball.

"Does it look good?" Nasha turned her hand and changed it: "You can touch it and see~"

"Really?" Ouyue wanted to poke the fireball with her hand, but Lowenstein held her hand: "You have forgotten what I just taught you."

"No." Ouyue scratched her head: "How is it?"

"What are the advantages of dark magic compared to other elements?" Lowenstein asked.

"Corrosion." Ouyue scratched her head: "What's wrong?"

"You know you still have to try to touch that thing," Lowenstein said helplessly to Nasha: "You must also know what the effects will be if you touch that thing."

"Hey, I'm just curious." Nasha waved her hand, and the black fireball was dispersed.

This is a low-level dark magic black fireball, which is just a shape. If it was to be used, it would have to be about twenty times bigger, and it would have to be able to be thrown out.

However, this little thing still has the power of a big thing, but it can't be thrown, and the range of effect is too small.

If a normal elf touches that thing directly, then don't want this hand. Of course, vampires and some orcs should be better off.

As for dwarves, if they can burn off their hand cocoons, they are considered very powerful users.

"What are you curious about?" Lowenstein frowned.

Although he couldn't control Nasha, he still had to be responsible for the safety of his students. He also knew that this little guy was not hostile to Ou Yue, and could even be said to be very friendly.

She just likes to make some jokes. Those jokes may kill her, Oyue, but she doesn't care. Maybe in her feeling, death is just a game.

But Lowenstein didn't think Oyue should participate in this kind of game.

"I heard that dark elemental elves have a high affinity for dark elements." Nasha was a little aggrieved. He didn't understand why Lowenstein was suddenly so cruel to her: "So I want to see if that thing can hurt him. ."

"There are many ways to test this, and then you picked the most dangerous method." Lowenstein looked at her pitiful appearance and said with a wry smile.

Nasha stretched out her finger and poked it aggrievedly: "I'm very sorry."

"What did you chant just now?" Ouyue asked Nasha curiously, not caring about the joke that almost cost him one of his hands.

"Oh" Nasha thought for a while: "You can read it after me, I can't write it yet."

In fact, Lowenstein could just take a piece of paper and write out the long string of characters, but he felt that if Oyue could learn in this way, it might be better than prevaricating education. So he took a step back and watched quietly.

Nasha sang loudly, as loudly as possible so that Oyue could hear her clearly. Then Ou Yue followed suit.

Only the sound of childish singing was left in the huge room.

Lowenstein frowned. Logically speaking, although such intermittent chanting would not have any effect, it was still a language spoken to the elements. Even humans would see changes in the air visible to the naked eye after chanting.

But so far, he hasn't felt any visible changes.

Lowenstein seemed to feel something was wrong. His ears twitched, as if he heard the sound of burning flames.