Chapter 021 The Elf King is the Son of Light
After today's dance class, Shu Li's enthusiasm for learning has reached an unprecedented high.
It turns out that learning the Elvish language is so interesting. Singing the magical Elvish poems can actually allow you to see such a magical illusion.
Shu Li even suspected that it was not a false illusion, but a scene that had happened in the past.
Because, it's too real.
When he was stared at by the blond elf, he felt that the other party was looking at him.
Those emerald green eyes were more crystal clear than any gem in the world, as if countless stars were twinkling in them, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Shu Li, sitting on the harp, knew that the young elf could not see her, but her heart still beat fast.
If he had the chance, he would like to see the beautiful scene of the gods gathering together again.
However, Leah said that the same elven poem would produce different illusions when heard by the same person.
The next time he hears Leah sing the magical "Song of Creation", he may see a different scene.
For example, Disio's large grassland and Angel's unicorn.
If he wanted to recreate the fantasy world of the gods, he had better sing the elven poems himself. Singing them a few times would eventually lead to success. However, the prerequisite for singing elven poems was to learn the elven language.
Once a person has a goal, he will have endless motivation.
This is also why Shu Li was so enthusiastic after seeing Jingjing, the top student.
Kumandi had no idea what the little cub was thinking. He just thought he was studious. After entering the room, he took out his childhood notebook and continued to correct the cub's wrong accent.
To learn any language, a foundation is essential.
As soon as Shu Li saw his yellowed notebook, he knew what was going on.
"I... I'll boil some water first." He ran to the table, pointed at the fire magic stone in the stove, and chanted the spell to borrow fire.
This time, he made no mistake, and the Philosopher's Stone suddenly caught fire.
yeah!
Shu Li waved his little fist happily and gave himself a thumbs up.
Kumandi sat cross-legged on the carpet, opened his notebook, and waited for the cub to sit down before saying, "Review first."
"Okay." Shu Li nodded confidently.
I studied for so long last night that I even practiced speaking in my dreams. I have basically memorized all the contents in this notebook.
He took the notebook handed to him by Kumandi and started from the first page, one after another, without any pause, without the help of Chinese transliteration, and read clearly from beginning to end.
Kumandi listened attentively without interrupting the whole process.
Shu Li finished reading the last page, closed the notebook, and looked at Kumandi expectantly, her tender green eyes sparkling, with a cute look asking for praise.
Kumandi did not disappoint him and praised him generously: "Not bad."
Shu Li's eyebrows were beaming with joy, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and her ears were shaking in a small arc.
Kumandi took the notebook from him, slowly turned to a page, and pointed to one of the pictures. "Read this again."
Shu Li's smile froze instantly, and the wings behind her became stiff.
He thought he had made no mistakes, but it turned out there were still flaws.
"Sickle... sickle," Shu Li whispered. He had been confident, but when his mistake was pointed out, his inflated confidence instantly waned.
Kumandi glanced at the cub's drooping pointed ears and said sternly, "Louder."
Shu Li's expression became serious, and he put aside all unnecessary thoughts and opened his mouth: "Sickle - knife -"
This time, although he spoke slowly, his voice was loud and his pronunciation was accurate.
Kumandi didn't comment. He turned to another page and pointed to the picture: "Continue."
Shu Li read out loud again: "Kukuguo."
After five in a row, Kumandi concluded the examination with a positive response: "Very good."
Shu Li nervously grabbed her robe and asked uncertainly, "Really...really?"
Kumandi's expression softened, transforming from a stern teacher into a gentle older brother. "You've made great progress."
Fairies are born with a talent for languages, but they learn slowly. There is only one reason for this, and that is that they use the wrong method.
The special symbols in the cub's own notebook may be the biggest obstacle to his learning the Elvish language.
Shu Li blinked, confirming that Kumandi really affirmed her, and finally relaxed, revealing a bright smile.
“Gugugugu——”
The water is boiling.
Shu Li quickly stood up and said enthusiastically, "I'll make you some tea."
This time he learned his lesson. He put on the protective gloves given to him by the owner of the weapons shop, turned off the stove easily, picked up the kettle, quickly made two cups of tea, and poured the excess hot water into the water bottle.
Kumandi watched the cub work silently, thinking back to when he was a child, whether he could also boil water to make tea.
The answer is no.
At that time, he knew nothing about housework except studying. He didn't learn to mop the floor until he was three years old.
So, it’s really hard to say what talent is.
Shuli makes tea and gives a cup to Kumandi.
Tea time, take a break from studying.
Although Shu Li was not good at speaking, she was very expressive today. Holding the exquisite teacup in both hands, she chattered with her little mouth, telling the black-haired young fairy sitting opposite her about the illusion she had seen in the dance class.
Kumandi listened attentively, occasionally speaking out to correct the cub's incorrect pronunciation.
With his help, Shu Li spoke more and more fluently, describing the fantasy scenes in detail, from the magnificent and tall palace to the gods with unparalleled beauty and temperament, and finally focusing on the blond young elf playing the harp.
"... Kumandi, when you listened to the elves' poetry, did you see the same illusion of the gods as I did?" After finally finishing the story, Shu Li took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and asked Jingjing, the top student, curiously.
Kumandi shook his head: "No."
Shu Li was surprised: "Not even once?"
Jingjing, a ten-year-old academic master, must have heard magical elf poems many times. How could she not have seen the fantasy world of the gods?
Kumandi frowned slightly: "The illusion of the gods will not appear easily."
He had listened to elven poetry for ten years, and including the other fairies around him, he had never encountered a similar vision of the gods.
Shu Li smacked his lips: "Am I... so lucky?"
Ever since coming to the other world, his European Emperor physique has been exploding.
It's incredible!
Shu Li put down the cup of tea she had finished drinking, held her fair face in her hands, and felt happy.
Kumandi silently watched the cub laughing to himself, and his eyes moved to the small flower crown on his head.
Sperion is a goblin cub blessed by the Elf King.
Perhaps, this is why he saw the illusion of the gods.
"... Kumandi, who do you think he is? Why is he the only... um, elf in the palace of the gods?"
Although Shu Li was asking the black-haired young fairy opposite him, it seemed more like he was talking to himself.
Kumandi thought for a moment and gave the answer: "It's the Elf King."
"Hey?" Shu Li flapped his wings in shock and leaped upwards, nearly hitting the roof. He quickly steadied himself and landed back on the carpet, staring at Kumandi in astonishment.
"Elf... Elf King? You said that the blond elf playing the harp that I saw in the illusion was... was the Elf King?" The cub gestured a little incoherently, making the motion of playing the harp.
Kumandi was much calmer than him. He took a sip of tea and replied, "Only the Elf King can appear in the Temple of the Gods."
Shu Li tried hard to recall the appearance of the Elf King.
On the first day he came here, he met the Elf King. He clearly remembered that he had long straight golden hair and a pair of emerald-like eyes. His temperament was holy and noble, and he was attracted by him at first sight.
Comparing the young elf's face with the Elf King's face, Shu Li suddenly understood.
No wonder he felt that the young elf looked familiar, it turned out that he was the Elf King!
It’s just that one belongs to the past and the other belongs to the future, and there is a long river of time between the two.
It’s so magical that I actually saw the young Elf King in the fantasy world of the gods.
Shu Li rubbed his cheeks, calming himself down. He pondered and asked, puzzled, "How did Kumandi know... that only the Elf King... could appear in the Temple of the Gods?"
Kumandi put down his teacup, picked up his second notebook, and said slowly, "There are many poems praising the gods and the Elf King. You will understand them once you learn them."
"Oh—" Shu Li scratched the back of his head. Didn't he learn it now? He still didn't understand!
Seeing the cub was still confused, Kumandi patiently explained, "The Elf King is the first Son of Light created by the God of Light."
Therefore, it is not surprising that as a true son of light, he appears in the Temple of the Gods.
"So that's it!" Shu Li clapped her thighs excitedly.
Why didn't he think of it?
The reason why the Elf King is the Elf King, in addition to his extraordinary strength, must be because of his extraordinary identity.
It turns out that he is the first Son of Light!
No wonder he can appear in the temple and have fun with the gods.
Shu Li rubbed the storage ring on his finger, looking forward to the arrival of Midsummer Festival so that he could meet the Elf King again.
He didn't know why he was so impatient. Perhaps this was the instinctive longing that all fairies and elves had for the king!
Kumandi glanced at his thigh and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"
"Huh?" Shu Li was startled at first, then she belatedly cried out, "It hurts!"
Woo~~ The little goblin was only over a hundred days old and his whole body was very delicate. He slapped himself hard, and his legs and hands were burning with pain.
It would have been fine if Kumandi hadn't reminded him, but once he did, all his senses were awakened.
The cub has well-developed tear glands, and Shu Li's eyes immediately filled with tears.
Under normal circumstances, he would definitely have shed a few tears, but now there were guests at home and he couldn't lose face no matter what.
Kumandi took out a small medicine bottle from his storage bag and handed it to him. "Wipe it."
Shu Li sniffed, took the small medicine bottle, and whispered, "Thank you."
He turned his back to Kumandi and lifted his robe to reveal the red palm print on his leg.
When I opened the small medicine bottle, a fresh fragrance came to my nose. I poured some medicine into my palm and applied it on my legs. After a while, the pain in the place where the medicine was applied gradually disappeared.
The medicine is really effective.
After applying the medicine, Shu Li turned back and returned the bottle to Kumandi.
"I still have some, keep it for yourself." Kumandi shook his head.
"But..." Shu Li hesitated.
As if by magic, Kumandi pulled out more than a dozen medicine bottles from his storage bag and arranged them on the carpet. "We make a potion every two days."
Besides being skilled in languages, art, and magic, fairies and elves were also proficient in gathering and making medicine. He had many bottles of potions like this one in his storage bag.
Shu Li stared blankly at the pile of medicine bottles. From Jingjing's brief words, he knew that there seemed to be even more arduous academic work waiting for him in the future.
Kumandi put away the medicine bottle, opened his notebook, and said calmly, "Continue."
“——Oh.” Shu Li scratched his ear, adjusted his mood, and entered the learning state as quickly as possible.
No matter how heavy the schoolwork will be in the future, the most important thing now is to learn the Elvish language well.
Today is still oral training.
The content of the previous notebook was nouns, which were easier to describe by looking at pictures. This time, the notebook contains verbs and adjectives, which is more difficult.
Shu Li was full of admiration for Jingjing's learning ability.
When he took notes, his memories were all messy and there was no pattern at all.
This is not the case with top students. They have thorough analysis, clear organization, strong ability to summarize, and their notes are neat and tidy, which are clear at a glance.
Fairies are such a gifted race!
He is so talented at such a young age. Looking back at myself, my nature as a poor student is clearly revealed.
Time passed slowly as he studied. From the small room, the childish voice of a young boy reading aloud could be heard from time to time. Occasionally, a young boy's voice would be heard, correcting the young boy's wrong pronunciation.
Before I knew it, I had learned half a notebook's worth of content.
Shu Li yawned and rubbed his sore eyes.
Kumandi closed his notebook. "That's all I'll learn today."
"Huh?" Shu Li was bewildered. I studied a whole notebook last night, why only half tonight?
Kumandi didn't explain, but stood up and said to the cub, "Good night."
"...Good night." Shu Li had no choice but to see the top student to the door.
Kumandi spread his dark purple wings, brushed the sleepiness off the cub's face, and advised, "Go to bed early."
"Oh~" Shu Li agreed obediently.
He breathed a sigh of relief only after Kumandi flew away.
When Jingjing, the top student, becomes strict, he really looks like his older brother!
Shu Li stuck out her tongue, closed the door, and went back to her room. She had wanted to study for a while longer, but she was too sleepy to hold on any longer, so she had to give up.
Overlearning is counterproductive.
It’s better to listen to Jingjing, the top student, and go to bed early.
Shu Li simply washed up, lay comfortably on the bed, rubbed the soft quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.
I slept very well that night.
I woke up naturally in the early morning to the clear and loud bird calls of Xifu.
Shu Li woke up refreshed, humming the song "Song of Creation" that Leah had played the day before. He remembered the lyrics in bits and pieces, but he could still hum the melody in its entirety.
She cleaned herself up, put on her cross-body bag, and opened the door with a bright look.
"Well?"
Shu Li kept opening the door, staring at the adult goblin standing in front of the door.
After an eerie silence, the adult goblin spoke first.
"Good morning, lovely Sperian."
"...Good morning." Shu Li didn't know who the other person was or what he wanted from her, so she could only look up at him with her eyes wide open.
The adult goblin took a few steps back, revealing a...car floating in the air?
It should be a car, right?
There are a front, wheels, a shaft, and a cargo box, and there are three large wooden barrels in the cargo box.
Seeing the cub's confusion, the adult fairy smiled and explained, "My name is Witt, and I'm responsible for collecting nutrients for the sacred tree."
Shu Li turned the word "nutrition" in his mind and suddenly understood.
Elsa said that fairies and the sacred tree have a symbiotic relationship of mutual support. The sacred tree provides the fairies with a living environment, and the fairies provide the sacred tree with nutrients for growth.
So, what this "nutrition" is is self-evident.
It turns out that every three days, there really are professional fairies providing door-to-door service.
Shu Li awkwardly moved aside to make it easier for Witt to work.
Then, he saw a cool magic show.
Witt did not enter the door, but recited a spell.
"Great Wind God Wentis Inol, I am Werther of the Fairy Forest. Please help me complete my work. I will thank you and praise you every day."
Then, Shu Li was shocked to see that the toilet, trash can and wooden barrel for sewage in his bathroom floated out one after another as if they were bound by something.
Witt clapped his hands, and the toilet, trash can, and sewage bucket poured "things" into the three wooden barrels in the truck bed respectively.
After the "thing" was poured out, Witt chanted the spell again.
"Great water god Hildani Gerti, please help me..."
As the spell fell, a clear stream of water condensed in the air, repeatedly flushing the three buckets, and the sewage after flushing automatically fell into the large bucket in the truck bed.
After the three wooden barrels were cleaned, Witt snapped his fingers and they floated back to Shu Li's bathroom.
The whole process is quick and convenient, clean and hygienic.
After finishing this, Witt called it a day while Shu Li stared at him in amazement. "Thank you for your cooperation."
Then, control the hover car and go to the next one.
After a long while, Shu Li came back to his senses and quickly flew into his bathroom.
Not only were the three buckets cleaned, but even the dust in the house was taken away, and the half-used wooden bucket of water was filled again at some point.
Magic is really... so cool and powerful!
Shu Li clenched his fists, full of longing for the future.
Shu Li was in a state of excitement throughout the morning, concentrating on the class, as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened up. He felt that the tadpole-like elf characters became extremely cute, and learning them was effortless, which really impressed Xit.
After lunch, Shu Li sacrificed his rest time and continued to sit in the classroom to copy his previous notes.
He needs to catch up quickly.
Otherwise, the other cubs would have learned magic, but he was still learning spoken language, which would be so embarrassing!
Seeing that the boss was so serious, Discio and Angel didn't go back to take a nap. Instead, they took out their notebooks and reviewed the Elvish language of the Western Church.
Budno was greedy and sleepy. He originally wanted to give it a try, but he couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the table with drooling.
The other cubs followed suit, and like Shu Li, they all developed into the King of Rolls.
Before they knew it, the afternoon class began. When an adult female fairy rushed into the classroom with a basket, she saw the cubs studying hard.
It’s strange, are these cubs so hardworking and studious?
She placed the basket on the podium table and clapped her hands to get the cubs' attention.
"Good afternoon, my little cuties. My name is Doxia, and I'm your collection teacher."
The cubs heard the sound and looked up at the same time.
Dosia brushed back her fiery red hair that hung in front of her chest and said with a smile, "This afternoon, I'll take you to the forest to identify plants and collect fresh and delicious fruits for dinner. Are you happy?"
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