After the villain Demon King took the halo

He forgot, and forgot again.

It's hard to describe Diego Brando's mood now. He took the prepared food and thought that Xue Nan should wake up now and come back full of expectations.

He was thinking that the two of them had a mutual understanding last night, as long as they overcome some small difficulties, they will be together forever, just like a fairy tale.

The Holy Son was suddenly very tired, and he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.He looked at Xue Nan, worked hard for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice that sounded unfamiliar to him: "It's okay."

"Really? Last night I suddenly felt very dizzy and felt uncomfortable all over. At a certain moment, I lost consciousness until this morning." Xue Nan was quite puzzled. Seeing that the other party suddenly calmed down and exuded a depressed mood, it was really uncomfortable. Like "nothing".

He thought to himself that he might have done something out of line, or said something strange: "If I offended you, I apologize to you."

Shengzi shook his head numbly: "No."

He put a curse on himself: Xue Nan can't tell him the part that has lost his memory.The curse was to prevent him from saying something he shouldn't say, but the curse is still in effect now.

Even the fragments caused by excessive emotions are classified in the column where opening is not allowed.

"Okay, okay." The other party didn't want to say it, and Xue Nan couldn't force him to speak, "I still have something to do. You must tell me if you don't feel well."

He emphasized the last sentence twice, and Shengzi just stood there dumbfounded, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Xue Nan couldn't help it.

He promised the elves that he would give a lecture today, so he would not break his promise, he went to his room next door to get the books full of thought, and looked back uncomfortably after he went out.

The Holy Son watched him leave, and ate the food he had brought back with a blank expression.He took two servings and ate very cleanly, leaving nothing behind.

Then, leave this place.

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Xue Nan's right eyelid is always twitching.

As the saying goes, the left eye jumps for money, and the right eye jumps for disaster.He had a hunch that something was going to happen.

After attending class for a while, he found that this matter had nothing to do with the Holy Son.

It's about these elves.

There are special places for classes in the elves, and there are simple blackboards. The paper is also made of a special plant fiber in the forest: the elves are close to nature and can easily find suitable plants, especially in a large environment like a forest.

The class place is not big, it can only accommodate forty or fifty students, which is about the same as a class in the real world, but due to the small number of elves and fewer newborns, such a small classroom cannot be filled.

Adult elves will basically obey the orders of the elf king, only the noisy underage elves want to sneak out every day.The species of elves is born from the fruit of the mother tree. They are born without parental guidance. They live a long life, like to sleep in a daze, and are not keen on finding a partner.

This led to the elf newborns being left alone for a long time without anyone to take care of them. After Brando, the elf king, appointed a professional elf to take care of the underage cubs after he took office, the situation improved a bit.

After Xuenan entered the classroom, the noisy room was quiet for a moment, and then the elf who had talked with him yesterday couldn't wait to ask: "Brother, why did you come, we waited for half the morning."

"Don't call me brother, just call me Xue Nan." Xue Nan didn't want others to call him brother, so he first corrected the title, and then explained why he came late, "I overslept, sorry."

Even though Xuenan's attitude is patient and gentle, there are still many elves who are very reserved.

They rarely see outsiders, but when they hear that this good-looking stranger will make the same mistakes as them, they just feel that they are drawn into each other a little bit.

After a brief chat, Xuenan began to introduce mathematics to them.

He is going to start teaching numbers first.

I thought this was the easiest part, but I didn't expect that the first lesson would be at noon. Xue Nan was almost exhausted, and an elf still asked: "Why can this number represent 1?"

Xue Nan: "..."

Elf: "Why is this number called Arabic numeral? What is Arabic? Can't it be called Elf number?"

Xue Nan: "..."

Elf: "And..."

"Wait, wait, I don't think this is suitable for you." Xue Nan's voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped shouting.

The elves shut up obediently, looking at him with clean emerald eyes, making Xue Nan feel ashamed of spoiling a child.

He was thinking, is it too difficult to teach himself?

He has never heard of many questions, and it is difficult to explain them.Children in the real world have been influenced by numbers since they were young, so it is normal for them to be able to learn quickly. It is also very simple for teachers to explain the origin of numbers.But here, all history is fiction—there are even myths and legends, and even superpowers like magic.

There should be a problem with my own teaching.

Xue Nan reflected on himself deeply, and sighed, he found that he was not very suitable for this industry.

He lost all confidence, was so shocked that he had no intention of continuing the lecture, and left the classroom in a hurry after announcing that the get out of class was over. After returning, he thought that there was nothing else to divert the attention of these children.

Xue Nan walked out of the door in a low mood, and he looked like a different person when he came in. There seemed to be a black cloud above his head, dripping raindrops.

"Don't be so downcast."

As soon as he walked out the door, he heard a familiar and pleasant voice beside him, and his eyes shifted from the floor in front of him to his side.

It turned out to be the king of elves.

He was wearing a similar snow-white robe, but he forcibly put on a posture different from others, subconsciously pulling away the distance between the other party and the other elves.

Xue Nan breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't say he was disappointed or he was glad that it was not the Son of God who was standing at the door waiting for him, and he was glad that the other party didn't see his mistake.

"I'm sorry." He apologized habitually, frowning together, and readily admitted his fault, "I was thinking too simply, I thought teaching would divert the attention of these elves, but the subjects taught were wrong ...Not only is it useless, but it may also bias their thinking."

"It's okay, it's their problem." The Elf King is not very good at comforting others. He intuitively wants to say something now to prevent Xuenan from continuing to fall into self-blame, so he ruthlessly revealed the old background of these elves, "They It's not material to study hard, and several elves have already been angered by them. If there is no way to keep them under control, I will ask other elves to lock them all into the dungeon. It's only ten days, so it should be bearable. "

The Elf King had long thought about where these brats would go.

Xue Nan sighed, rubbed his fingers tangledly, and suddenly felt that the touch on his hands was not right.

Looking down, it was a plain ring.

"This looks familiar." Xue Nan is not too keen on jewelry, slowly raised his right hand to his eyes, and looked at this little thing carefully. The silver-white ring reflected slightly in the sun, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked, and finally remembered , "Isn't this Digo's!"

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