Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 68

"Hey, hey, hey, there must be another way, right?" Ou Yue quickly pulled the guy behind him and stood in front of him: "There must be a way that doesn't involve killing people, right?"

Max's eyes were vacant, and he fell to the ground when he was pulled, like a puppet with its strings broken.

Ou Yue didn't need to look at it to know that this guy was using mental magic. Although he didn't know the specific effect yet, but from the current point of view, it was at least an effect similar to fainting.

"No, there is no other way." Nasha said seriously: "If you don't like to see dead people, just get on the carriage first. I will kill him and try not to get blood on him, so that you won't feel uncomfortable. "

The white horse hurried over at this time, neighing and not daring to come near. It had some idea of ​​the fate that its master was about to face. But it didn't dare to get close to the girl holding the blood-red spear in her hand, and its strong limbs trembled with murderous aura.

"What are you talking about? There will always be a way." Ouyue was still trying to argue: "You know mental magic, right? Wouldn't it be nice to erase his memory?"

"That's a very high-level magic, I can't do it." Nasha shook her head: "Just get out of the way."

"No, I won't let you." Ouyue turned sideways and blocked him tightly.

"You make it difficult for me to do this." Nasha said helplessly: "I will not point the weapon at you."

"Then let's discuss it with me." Ouyue breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as he tells others about our existence, we will be in trouble."

"That's right." Nasha looked at him and said, "The relationship between races is not good, and the relationship between the undead and the human race is always tense."

"What if he promises not to tell others about us?" Ouyue said seriously, "As long as he doesn't tell, he won't have to die."

"Pfft." Nasha subconsciously covered her mouth and laughed softly. Her laughter was like a silver bell, which made people feel inexplicably reassured.

"Why are you laughing?" But Ouyue was not in the mood to listen to this laughter now. He wanted to save this person.

Although he is a human being, he is not in any danger and has never done anything to harm them from beginning to end. He is different from those soldiers. He is just an innocent, even a bit pitiful civilian.

It's really ridiculous, how desperate a showdown would it be for civilians to die? They are unarmed, and will be satisfied as long as they have food and warm clothes, and they will even be happy with things like wine.

So Ouyue didn't want to watch him die. Although he had just met this guy, he still didn't want to watch him die because the reason would always be something he could think of later.

"I have to say that after so many years, you still haven't grown up." Nasha stopped laughing and looked at Oyue with a slightly raised corner of her mouth: "It's still so easy to trust others."

"If he really lied to us, we can just kill him when the time comes." Ouyue said, "Spare his life."

"Can you let him go so easily?"

"If you bypass him, you can drink my blood as you like." Ouyue had no choice but to bring out this one thing he could trade: "Can I exchange it for his life?"

"It's up to you." Nasha shrugged, and the spear in her hand dissipated into ashes: "It doesn't matter. If he really tells others, it will just be a group of lowly reptiles hunting us down."

She slowly approached Ouyue, leaned into his ear and said, "When that time comes, I won't be merciful to anyone anymore."

Then she paused: "Bring that guy up."

Ouyue was stunned: "Take him with you"

"What I cast on him was not mental magic, it was just a blood magic called living body weakness." Nasha looked at the man who fell on the ground: "It seems that he is really no threat, and he can't even move."

"Then how should this be lifted?" Ouyue looked at Max on the ground.

"It can't be touched. This is a spell whose effect will slowly disappear over time." Nasha said helplessly: "If I use it on you, you will become alive and kicking in just a short while. He said it will take about a week. Or maybe more, anyway, if you leave it here, it won’t take long for it to die naturally.”

She picked up the guy directly and dragged him to the carriage: "Aren't you planning to save him? So just let him go until he can survive on his own."

"Didn't you just want to kill him?" Now it was Ou Yue's turn to wonder: "Why do you want to help now?"

"Because you don't want him to die." Nasha said: "I don't care. It doesn't matter to me whether he is alive or dead. But you have used yourself in exchange, so I have to do something worthy of the reward. It’s something about it, right?”

After finishing speaking, she licked her lips: "Speaking of which, I'm really thirsty now~"

Ouyue had no choice but to sigh, get on the carriage, consciously took off his hat and opened his collar, exposing his shoulders: "Don't kill me in one go."

"Don't worry, it won't."

"Let's go over there now." Ouyue covered the wound on her shoulder with a hot wet towel.

Nasha was cooking porridge now, and I didn't expect that she even brought the clay pots used for making soup, and even bags of rice. This was really a lot to bring. Without Dabai, they would definitely not be able to carry it.

"I don't know. After we changed the direction just now, I don't know which way the skeleton horse is going." Nasha opened the lid and looked at the rice tumbling inside: "Can I put meat in it?"

"No."

"Okay." Nasha had no choice but to close it again.

The main ingredients inside are rice, pears, apples and a few jujubes used to replenish Aoyue's blood. If you could put two pieces of rabbit meat in it, it would be perfect.

But there was an elf in the car who didn't want to eat any meat, so he had to make a fruit porridge like this.

"Then we don't even know where to go," Ouyue said with a bitter face, "If the fog doesn't dissipate, we will be completely lost."

"What are you afraid of?" Nasha looked fearless: "If you walk in one direction, you can always get out of this fog. As long as you can identify the direction, you can return to the right path no matter where you are."

They had been walking for a long time, and the white horse had followed their carriage at first. But now it has been far behind.

"That's right." Ouyue glanced at the package next to her. It was their supplies. It was quite a lot. Even with an extra mouth, it would take a long time to finish it.

They just need to go to any town before then to replenish it. Nasha filled a bag full of gold coins, and one gold coin was enough for them to eat for a long time.

"Open your mouth and talk." Nasha poured the cooked porridge into a bowl, then scooped out a full spoonful with a wooden spoon, blew on it a few times and put it in front of Oyue's mouth.

"I'm not that young yet." Ouyue opened her mouth helplessly.

"So good." Nasha smiled and touched his head.

After being sucked out of blood, Ouyue couldn't even pick up a spoon steadily, so now she had to rely on people to feed her even for meals.

Although he was very reluctant, his body was really not up to par, his stomach was already empty, and he was so hungry that his heart was in front of his back.

So although Ou Yue felt humiliated, she had to be a good child.

"Hey, hey, can't you change the spoon?" Ouyue suddenly saw Nasha taking the spoon she was feeding and stuffing it into her mouth, not disliking him at all. In other words, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with sharing a spoon with a boy.

"Why?" Nasha said hesitantly, holding the spoon in her mouth, "These things still need to be washed. Using one means you can wash one less."

Then she used the spoon to scoop another spoonful and put it in front of Ouzuki's mouth.

Ouyue looked at the spoon she had just taken out of her mouth silently, his face a little feverish. Just when he wanted to refute, he heard Nasha say again as if coaxing a child: "Say it."

"Hey, this is really, um, a bit unhygienic," Ouyue said halfway when the spoon was stuffed into his mouth, and he hesitated for the rest of the sentence.

"What are you talking about?" Nasha put her ear in front of Ouyue: "I can't hear you clearly."

"It's nothing." Ou Yue looked at her pointed ears and was really embarrassed to lean next to them and talk.

The ears are the most sensitive part of the elf's body. Generally speaking, no elf except lovers will talk through the ears.

But it seems that vampires don't have this tradition. Nasha doesn't seem to know these things about the elves, so naturally she doesn't care.

Speaking of which, Ouyue didn't know what vampires couldn't say or do when chatting with vampires. Because if he knew, he would understand that Nasha had done something very embarrassing for a vampire.

In the magical race of vampires, only creatures with a good relationship will feed their blood to them. Therefore, vampires often express intimacy by sucking each other's blood.

Ou Yue was able to survive that rainy night basically because Nasha fed him blood. Although it was not much, this blood repaired most of the wounds inside his body, and the wounds outside his body also accelerated several times. speed of recovery.

"Speaking of which, has this guy woke up?" Nasha looked at Max who had collapsed on the ground after coming up: "I didn't expect his body to be so weak."

She snatched the arc piano from his hand and sat next to Ouyue: "Can you play this?"

This arc piano is unexpectedly good. The high-grade wood is shiny. It seems that its owner takes good care of it. The strings dance very well and the tone is very clear.

"It's a bit familiar, but it's the kind used by the elves." Ouyue looked at it and said, "Although it's the style of the human race, it should be similar in use."

"Can you teach me how to use it?"

"There are four strings on the handle, which can be used to adjust the sound." Ouyue looked at it and said: "There are four strings below. The sound of the eight strings below is fixed, and the other four can be pressed by pressing The top four strings to change.”

"Is that so?" Nasha flicked it twice, and her rhythmless voice sounded unattractive: "It's quite fun."

Nasha had a great time playing. Her slender fingers moved on the strings flexibly. If she really studied hard, she should be a very talented child.

"Didn't your dad let you learn these instruments?" Ouyue looked at Nasha who was having a lot of fun and couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Nasha looked more like an ordinary girl, not the devil who took pleasure in killing people. She will be happy because of a new toy, and she will be able to laugh and play with the strange toy on a sunny afternoon.

"No." Nasha said: "My father once brought me a grand piano made of mahogany through a friend who was lurking in the human race."

"Then why didn't you learn?"

"Because it's boring." Nasha made a face at Ouyue: "Just think about what it's like to play the piano by yourself in a quiet environment where a cup can make a noise even if you drop it. It's really boring."

"Then do you have a favorite song?"

"Yes, but I don't know its name." Nasha sighed, took out a music box from her bag, looked at Ouyue with a sad face and tears in her eyes: "But it's broken."

Ouyue looked at her crying face and felt inexplicably amused. I really didn’t expect that Nasha would feel sad over such a small thing, and her vigilance towards her gradually decreased.

"Can it still be used?" Ouyue looked at the music box and pinched her chin: "If I can hear its sound again, maybe I can buy an identical one from the human race."

"Let me take a look. My dad said it was because the iron parts inside were rusted, so he put some lubricant on it." Nasha tinkered with it and twisted a certain string, and then a hoarse and severely tone-deaf music slowly began to play. Passed out.

Ouyue's hair suddenly stood up, her wariness towards Nasha that had gradually disappeared suddenly returned, and her eyes became wary when looking at her.

Because even if the sound deteriorated like this, he could still tell that this was the music that was floating in the air that day. Under this music, girls danced gracefully, blood flew up like flowers, bodies were discarded arbitrarily, and lives were taken away in an instant.

She is still a devil after all.

"This song is called Grand Days." Suddenly, Max, who had been lying there, suddenly spoke. His voice was weak, as if he would die in the next second.

The two little guys were suddenly stunned, looking at the human being who had finally woken up.

"You know this song, that's really good." Nasha looked at Max excitedly: "Can you tell me where else I can buy this?"

"I don't know where you can buy music boxes, but I know the original author." Max raised his head and used all his strength to open his eyes, trying to cheer himself up.

"Who is it?" the two little guys asked at the same time.

"Me." After Max finished speaking, he lowered his head, still looking very weak: "That's a song I made more than ten years ago."