The appearance of the elves obviously occupied more of the Elf King's time. With the same small bodies, they could explore corners that adult elves could not see, and different perspectives would bring different fun.
"Lin, butterfly!" The Elf King and his two little friends flew over with flapping wings, holding a beautiful blue-purple butterfly in his hands.
The butterfly itself was almost bigger than Lin Su's palm. If it hadn't flapped its wings and let him catch it, the three little ones would have definitely been taken away from here.
"Well, very beautiful." Lin Su praised him as he fell into his palm.
The Elf King dared to jump directly onto Lin Su's palm, while the other two elves held hands and landed on the grass, looking up at that place.
Adult elves will choose to get close to Lin Su Elf because of his appearance and then accept his style of doing things, but newborn elves rely on intuition.
Children are naturally intuitive. Perhaps they realized that Lin Su was not easy to deal with and had no interest in them. After Jonas landed on Lin Su's shoulder for the first time, he never landed on Lin Su casually again.
Lin Su thought so at first.
The Elf King released the butterfly in his hand, and the blue-purple butterfly fluttered away into the distance. He jumped off Lin Su's hand happily and flew away holding his two little friends.
Seeing that several people were about to fly towards the edge of the Elf Forest, Lin Su stood up and chased after them, but he had no intention of alarming them.
But this time, three elves were standing on a flat tree trunk. The little Elf King was sitting upright, and the two ignorant ones opposite him were sitting opposite him, following his example.
"That's right. It can't fall on Lin, because he's my priest. You did a great job this time." The Elf King emphasized in a childish voice, "I can give you nectar of a hundred flowers."
"Oh!" The eyes of the two elves opposite lit up when they heard the word honey.
Lin Su looked around, curled his lips slightly, and disappeared directly from the tree trunk next to him.
The little Elf King no longer needs Lin Su to follow him around. When he has free time, he will inevitably need to deal with other elves.
"Master Priest, do you have time now? Can you teach us how to spin yarn?" The blue-haired elf was very gentle, with naturally crescent-shaped eyes. A slight curve of his eyes made people feel that he was smiling.
"Are the cocoons ready?" Lin Su asked.
The Elf Forest will not remain static. They don't like to interact with humans and prefer a relaxed and happy life, but that doesn't mean they are lazy.
In addition to singing and dancing, the elves practiced archery every day. When the little elf king unconsciously flaunted himself in his beautiful clothes, he naturally attracted the envy of a large number of elves.
Mermaid silk is not easy to obtain, but fortunately silk is only slightly weaker than mermaid silk.
If they wanted to learn, Lin Su would naturally teach them, but he was busy taking care of the Elf King and didn't have much time. The process from raising silkworms to making clothes required a lot of energy.
"They have all formed cocoons and are ready. We are just waiting for you, Priest Ivy." The blue-haired elf said with a smile.
"Let's go." Lin Su said.
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"The first time, you have to boil the cocoons..." Lin Su asked them to prepare a small pot of boiling water and poured some cocoons directly into it. "I will only teach you once, so please pay attention to the whole process."
"Okay!" The elves watching all showed serious expressions.
The process of boiling cocoons was not long. When the temperature reached a certain level, he picked out the silk ends of the cocoons with a stick and directly wound them around the tools that had been prepared long ago. The thin silk threads were pulled out from the somewhat messy cocoons, gathered into thin threads through the tools and wound around the spool.
The silk that was pulled out was thin and white, and the sheen alone made many elves want to touch it.
They were all very clever and could quickly get the hang of things like this even after just a few attempts.
"This feels really similar to the clothes the king wears." said an elf who was reeling silk.
"Be careful, don't get burned." Lin Su reminded.
"Yes, Your Excellency the Priest." The elf who was extending his hand retracted it.
The silk is spun into thread, and finally the thin thread is woven into cloth, which is naturally made using a spinning wheel.
Lin Su didn't want to make this matter more efficient, but once machinery was used, it was likely to change some of the cognition here. What was more serious was the arrival of pollution, which was more terrifying than demonic energy.
The elves do not like to contact the outside world, and the cloth they weave is self-sufficient. They enjoy making this time-consuming thing.
The silk that was spun at first was only a finger's length, but it was enough for all the elves to gather around and watch.
"It feels just as good as the mermaid silk." An elf praised.
"That's great! If I could wear clothes like this, I would be able to dance the most beautiful dance." Another elf showed a longing look.
Lin Su also taught the tools for reeling silk and weaving cloth, and drew out the various parts and the process of composition. The elves figured it out on their own. When the first silk reeling tool made entirely by hand by the elves came out, voices of praise spread among the elves.
"Great, Egg, we made the same tools as the Ivy Priests." said an elf.
"That's great. This way we can speed up our progress a lot." Egg responded.
"Priest Ivy said this thing is called a silk reeling machine. What a unique name." said an elf.
"Because what we spin is called silk." The blue-haired elf laughed, his eyes fixed on Lin Su who was standing not far away. "Lord Ivy seems to know everything."
"By the way, Silk, sounds like a great name. Lord Ivy is really good at naming." Egger praised, but followed his gaze to look at Lin Su who was talking to other elves. He was a little confused, "Patrick, you seem to be always peeking at the High Priest lately."
"I didn't, you, don't talk nonsense." The blue-haired elf's face was slightly flushed.
"Ah, Patrick, you're blushing." Egger said this a little loudly, but Patrick covered his mouth and said, "Don't say that."
"Mmm..." Egg nodded twice, and when he was released, he looked at his face and said, "Patrick, tell me the truth, do you like Master Ivy, like Abel and Anxi?"
Everyone in the elf tribe is a companion, and there are very few who truly develop feelings beyond friendship, but they do exist.
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