"Why are the oil candles in the room always turning off recently? Is it too windy outside the window?"

A pleasant voice full of doubt came from outside the dark room, and then the steps of light hands approached, and then a few seconds later, a faint candlelight burst out again.

"Maybe there is something wrong with the oil. Next time I go to Norgrod, I will ask the dwarf who sells my oil candles carefully."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded from the door. It sounded normal, but Charles could vaguely hear a guilty feeling from the sound.

He curled his lips because of this.

The titular elf father was guilty, and Charles actually knew that - probably this guy thought the candle fire was extinguished because of the ghost servants he raised.

Yes, ghost servant.

This exquisite house located in the dark forest and built under an inconspicuous hills, in addition to the hostess Arethir and the male owner, Eor, there are actually several ghosts floating around.

Charles, who used to be in contact with this kind of thing, discovered this not long after he was "born", because the ghosts floated past the cradle where he was, with a dull look.

However, this is a "racial characteristic", and he didn't feel any malice.

However, the hostess Arethel seems to be unaware of this.

The main reason is that those ghosts are invisible and invisible to ordinary people. Although Charles' ability has become inexplicable at this moment, his other ability is good at discovering these invisible lives, so he can discover it.

However, after Shire's secret observation, he felt that the cheap mother named Arethir was really a bit careless.

This seemed strange to him.

Because he felt that the elves he was reincarnated at the moment were keen and he should not ignore the various details of the environment he was in.

Of course, this view may not be correct, because this place seems to be very remote. Since he was born now, he has only seen two elves, that is, his current parents.

...

Time flies, and about a week passed.

A crisp knock sounded from outside the door, and it was the elf swordsman Eor who started working again.

In addition to preparing various meals on a daily basis, playing the flute every morning, and practicing sword before resting at night (the elf is responsible for cooking male elves), his whole life is basically in a tingling iron.

His wife Arethier was not clear about her daily life in the past, but now her main task is to teach Shire some basic abilities.

For example, speaking.

...

Gentle footsteps slowly approached. When Shiel heard the movement, he turned his head a little while, and a beautiful and fair face leaned over from the side of the cradle. His long soft black hair was dispersed, and his gray eyes were still full of joy when he looked at Shiel, just as he had seen him for the first time.

Seeing this, Charles frowned and felt quite troubled, and then he was picked up with little resistance.

Although he was able to walk secretly, he was currently unable to leave this house or the two elves due to his physical condition - who knows what dangers are outside?

"What a cute little guy. I've never seen anyone more adorable than you when I was in Gondolin, my beloved little Romian."

The female elf with pointed ears touched Charles' forehead intimately, then hugged him and sat on a wooden rattan chair at the window of the house. She bathed her body in a faint light that shone out from the window, and began to murmur while patting Charles's cradle while her hands were patting Charles' cradle.

"Romian, my child, I hope you can say the first thing you want is the name given to you by your mother. It means the Son of Glimmer Light in Kunya. Of course, this is just my private gift. The official name needs your father to give you. I don't know what kind of name he will give you... By the way, if you understand, don't say this name in front of your father. He is very stingy and I'm not allowed to speak Kunya."

Speaking of this, the female elf who usually looks carefree frowned for a moment, then sighed melancholy, "I don't know how Izhuer is now. She is not very sociable. There are not many friends who can speak in Gondolin... Do you know Romian, your cousin was actually very cheerful when we were in Verino."

The murmuring voice was filled with memories of the past. The white-robed female elf who was holding Charles seemed to be touched in her heart.

So a hazy picture suddenly appeared in Charle, who was in the other person's arms.

The manic blizzard covered the world like a white curtain, a long, elves wearing thick cloaks walking carefully on a frozen plain covered with cold winds and no road to speak of.

A male elf with long hair and a slender figure was walking in the front, and behind him were two female elfs with basically covered in snow.

While walking hard, the two female elves next to them were suddenly empty under their feet. Then in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the heavy snow filled with the sky and the earth. The male elves in front heard the noise and hurriedly bent down to rescue, but only saved one of them, while the other slowly sank into the deep and cold sea water depths under the ice...

The picture slowly dissipates.

Shire blinked and looked up at the female elf who seemed to be restraining her emotions at the same time.

This is another ability he has at this moment.

As long as you are in contact with the target, or near the target, if the other party is thinking about an impressive picture or is emotionally excited, he can feel and perceive it.

This ability allows him to learn the languages ​​and customs of the elves more quickly. However, if you think about it carefully, what effect can this have?

He doesn't even have the ability to manipulate shadows yet.

However, the advantages are not lacking. For example, it is not difficult to activate this ability, and even the shadow of control is the same - that is instinct, just like a normal person raising his legs and stretching his arms.

At the same time, as he grew up day by day after his birth, Charles felt that his two abilities were constantly increasing with the development of his body.

However, it is not yet certain what the future will change.

"It's a pity that I can't feel my spiritual body exists, otherwise I can still learn magic again..."

This idea made him feel quite regretful.

This rebirth made everything he had disappear, and even the most basic spiritual power in his body did not exist. At this moment, Charles, like the ordinary people in his memory, could not feel that special dark space when he closed his eyes.

He also could not detect any spiritual existence.

It also includes the seven-pointed sun stars in the body, the simple heaven and hell, the ice and fire rings that have always existed in the hands, etc.

Obviously, these things were "burned" as well.

So did they really disappear or did they turn into something else’s nutrient?

Just as Charles was immersed in his own thoughts, the female elf holding him was repeatedly chanting the elf words for him, hoping that he could become familiar with it and then learn it.

This time it is not consistent with the language she just talked to herself. It is a similar style, but there are many different words in another language.

If Shire could have a deeper understanding of this, he would know that this language is the Sinda language of the Grey Elves, and is a common word for Middle-earth. Not only elves, humans, and dwarves also say this when they are outside.

The language spoken by the female elf Arethir just now was Kunya language brought back by the Nodo people from the Western world. The two languages ​​have the same origin, but they are divided into two due to the long passage of time and the elves' division.

"I hope my son can learn to walk before he is half a year old, and then I can start teaching him to sing and dance."

Arethir's murmur was full of expectations. This sounded obviously a terrifying thing to humans, but she now spoke with confidence.

But immediately afterwards, a rebuttal came from the door.

"What's the use of dancing? Only practicing swords can protect yourself when you encounter danger."

Looking at the sound, Charles' current cheap father, Eor, was wiping his slightly rough hands with a rag and walking into the room.

He is a handsome male elf with black hair and gray eyes, but a slightly hunched body. His facial features are slightly gloomy and his behavior is full of sharpness.

After looking at his wife's arms, looking at his child with her head tilted, Eor's mouth showed a green and stiff smile - he didn't usually smile.

But then this heartfelt smile disappeared because Arethir, who was sitting at the window, said something.

"I hope to take our son back to Gondolin once, and I want his uncle Turgon to see him."

These words made Eauer's face sank quickly.

"I don't allow you to go back to Gangdolin, let alone let you take my descendants back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the supposedly warm atmosphere in the house suddenly solidified.
Chapter completed!