In the hall on the ground floor of the tower, Marx, sitting around a group of elves, sat on a not too big round table and sipped the sweet spring water, eating the shortbread baked by the elves. not bad.

It can be seen from these elves with strong autonomy that their race is naturally like to work, which has subtle similarities with the modern house elf.

In ancient times, the elves had a lot of good or evil depending on the branch of the bloodline. The house elf’s ancestors were once called “brown elves” in places like Scotland because they often wore a set of brown broken clothes.

Unlike most of the other naughty branches that are quite naughty and like pranks, the brown elves prefer to observe human actions. And they will live in harmony with the people who are friendly to them.

If they can feel goodwill from you, they may help you with housework and repair the house. At the same time, they are always curious, and they will always stare at you with more contact.

However, the brown elf does not like to pay.

If you want to give them some rewards because they appreciate their help, they will immediately think that it is an insult to them and leave your home forever. If something is more serious, it may even reverse the beginning of chaos in your daily life.

It can be seen that the reason why house elf is now such a strange character is probably related to this.

Marx enjoys this slightly laid-back afternoon tea while arbitrarily pushing the topic a little bit.

The elf elder Lac gives him a very steady feeling. As far as Marx knows about them, he knows that this kind of stability is not easy for an elf.

Thanks to this steady, he was able to manipulate a language that was not very fluent and smoothed the dialogue smoothly.

From Lark’s mouth, Marx learned about some of their ancestors of these elves, and the origins of Rowena Ravenclaw.

In fact, their ancestors lived on the island for a long time before Rowena found the island in the heart of the Mediterranean.

It is said that there were two ancient wizard households on the island who were far away from the smoke. Their ancestors often helped the two small families to work with the filth, and occasionally took some milk from the kitchens of the two families. drink.

Later, the descendants of these two wizard families gradually no longer came back, and the older generation of wizard also passed away, and the ancestors of the elves were solitary.

Until one day, a young female child appeared on the island and used a magic to build a hut. The rather spartan hut is what the current Wizard tower looks like.

The elves didn’t care where the female child came from, and the female child didn’t care if she had such a bunch of noisy neighbors. Between these two different races, a subtle balance is slowly formed.

Since then, life has once again become ordinary and leisurely.

At that time, the wizard had not yet established a highly integrated magic school like this. The inheritance of magic is still a model for parents to teach their children or to invite other wizards to become apprentices.

It’s still Rowena of young girl, and I don’t know where to get the wizard inheritance. The elves only know that he often hides in the house and studies all kinds of magic on his own, until…

“… Later, a young human man encountered a storm at sea, holding a wooden board and pushing it onto the beach.”

When he heard what Lac said, Marx remembered the old notes he found on the desk in a room when he last came here.

Behind the daily notes for recording magical biology experiments, I also wrote a lot of essays about everyday life. He remembers that there is one more name in the essay from the beginning of the day, and the more you mention it later.

“The young man is called ‘Eun’?”

Marx flipped the note from the waist and quickly found the name.

“Ah! Yes…” Lao Lake said softly. “My grandmother once told me about the story, human love is very wonderful.”

He paused, but recalled: “Well… remember it is… Ewan Ravenclaw?”

“Sure enough, is it Ravenclaw?” Marx muttered.

According to records, Rowena Ravenclaw has never had a marriage in her life, but she has a female child, Helena, with the same name Ravenclaw. For this reason, there are still a lot of Scholar’s guesses, and Rowena may have had a short marriage long ago.

Right now, Marx has inadvertently confirmed this long-standing conjecture… although it doesn’t seem to make much use.

“The man was a helmsman of the voyage. Rowena was very interested in sailing on the sea. Later, the two of them went out to sea together…” Old Lak said leisurely. “Until years later, Rowena was only returned alone. After a while, I took a lot of things away…”

Elf Luck has a story that tells the story of the year, and Marx is thinking about the origins of Rowena.

For Marx, knowing Rowena’s life is obviously necessary. It’s just that time has passed so long, and it’s never easy to figure it out.

Although he is a little speculative in his heart, it is quite difficult to prove it. After thinking about it, Marx turned his attention back to the conversation with Elf Lark.

Not long after, the topic gradually touched the topic of his trip.

“…the same family of the outside world?” The elf elders frowned slightly. “It will become like this, but it is very surprising to Lag…. However, I wait for every ethnic group, even each and every individual, to be independent. This is derived from the rules of the ancestors and cannot be broken casually.”

When he got here, he shook his head gently.

“Although I feel very sympathetic to the encounters of the outsiders, since it is because of the defeat, the agreement is that the elf never unilaterally breaks the agreement.”

“…maybe not an appointment, but just being forced?” Marx curiously said, “Why are you so sure?”

If Lark is very responsive to the living conditions of the other people outside, he will not let the word “force” appear here, and it will not have any benefit for the purpose of his trip.

But now, Elf Lark has not expressed any indignation at the tragic experience of his family, which has caused Marx to re-construct the original plan.

“I wait for the elf race, no matter which branch, is loyal to the agreement.” Old Luck’s old voice is quite serious at this time. “If I don’t want to make an appointment, it is useless to force it with force. I would rather wait.” Returning the soul to nature and not humiliating under any coercion.”

“Old Lack didn’t know what the war was like in the past, but old Lark was sure that there would be a clear and clear agreement.”

As far as this little elf Lac is concerned, there may be other more complicated reasons behind the ancient wars that have not been recorded.

“…agree…?” Marx frowned and thought, “What do you think would be the final form of the ancient war?”

“This old Lake is not clear,” the elf elders shook their heads slowly and slowly. “But in this world, there must be at least one of my compatriots who still retain the original agreement.”

His wrinkled face was sincere and natural, and the long, big ears shook, seemingly praying for some kind of faith that Marx could not understand.

“…unlike your human beings, I wait for the elf race to engrave the ‘convention’ in the soul.” Lark said seriously, “Every unfinished agreement will be in the bloodline of the founder.” Until the day the appointment is completed.”

“That… what are you making an agreement for?”

As soon as Marx got out of the question, he exchanged a gaze of old Lack.

“What is it for?” He seems to be unable to understand what Marx is saying, strangely, “Is there a reason to be able to make an appointment?”

Ok! I didn’t need to be able to make an appointment with someone else. This huge difference in basic concepts makes Marx not know what to say.

“Oh, probably because of my problem -” Marx said, “I mean, under what circumstances will you make an appointment with someone?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Lao Lake as it should be by rights. “As long as we want to make an appointment, everything will work.”

“Oh…” Marx blinked and suddenly said, “So, I-“

“I won’t make an appointment with you,” Lach interrupted Marx’s words in an instant, and calmly said in his strange expression. “Because I am on you, I feel the intention to take advantage of me.” “”

“what?”

Marx immediately browed and blinked a little.

He did just want to take a look at the so-called “no-reason agreement” to try it out. He never thought that he had not said anything, and he was vetoed decisively by the other party.

“I haven’t heard that the elf has this innate talent ability?” Marx secretly thought in his heart. “I thought they were a bit stupid, but it seems that they still have enough money to support them.”

Of course, he is very clear about his Occlumency strength. In the middle of the wizard, he is basically sneaked into the heart. But the elf can still feel his own thoughts.

Even though most of it is just a less obvious sense of innate talent, it is enough to surprise Marx.

“Okay!” Marx shrugged, who had a little loss, said, “If that’s the case, then forget it… even if we don’t make an appointment, we can still be friends!”

When he couldn’t figure it out, he suddenly had another idea in his heart.


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