When the soft and moist soil was peeled away layer by layer with gloved hands by Witte and others, what was hidden inside was finally revealed.
It was a white elf with wings. It was lying on its side in the middle of the soil obediently at the moment. It looked like a newly born little rabbit, but it had a pair of soft wings. The elf was completely ignoring what was happening around him and was closed up.
He closed his eyes and chewed the tomatoes grown by Zhi Zhi in his mouth.
It turns out that it ate the crops!
It looks like a baby elf. Werther thought to himself, this elf is really strange. It actually lives in the soil and can suck food from the ground to its mouth. What's even more surprising is that this large area of the ground has no food.
Crops can be swallowed by it.
Werther looked carefully and felt that the elf looked somewhat familiar.
"It looks a bit like Mrs. Agnes's elf, but the color is different. Mrs. Agnes's elf is black, but it is white," Witte said.
"Your Highness, this is what the elf looked like when he was a child!" Wile stepped forward curiously, "Your Highness, do you know why it is white?"
"How would I know."
After the elf finished eating the tomato, he slowly opened his eyes, stretched his waist lazily, then opened his cherry-like eyes and looked straight at Werther for a while.
Werther looked at it curiously.
"Ouch~" The elf suddenly spread its wings, jumped into Werther's arms, and rubbed its fluffy little head against Werther's chest.
Such an intimate appearance made Werther a little overwhelmed.
He pointed at the elf and asked the two people next to him: "I can't see its movements from this perspective. Can you help me see what it is doing and why I feel it is biting me."
Wile observed carefully from the side and said: "It is indeed biting you, but the clothes are not bitten."
"That is not bad."
"Your Highness, why is this elf so much bigger than before?"
"When you open your eyes, they are bigger than when you closed them, and you can fly. Does this mean that you have grown to the next stage?" Werther felt a little confused.
At this moment, the parchment gave another guideline: if you get the young Flying Elf King, you must raise it carefully.
Huh? It’s not just a flying elf, it’s also a king! It’s still a baby now. I wonder what it can do for me in the future? Also, how should I feed it?
It's better to put aside the matter of growing garlic and onions and bring the elves back to the castle first.
After Werther and the others returned to the castle, Tom was shocked by the elf in Werther's hand.
"Your Highness, where does this elf come from?"
"What I dug out in the soil is a flying elf."
"But, flying elves are usually black, why is this only white?"
"I also want to know the reason. Uncle Tom, I wonder if there is a book like the Elf Guide in the castle?"
"Yes, Your Highness, I will get it for you now."
Soon Tom brought out a simple book with the words: Elf Illustrated Book on it.
It seems that there should be a record of the Flying Elf King in this book, Witte thought.
When Werther first got Zhizhi, since Tom knew how to raise plant elves, he didn't even think of checking this elf illustrated book.
Now no one in the castle knows how to raise flying elves, so you must follow the instructions in the illustrated book
Did it.
The Flying Elf King ranks first among the elves, and the picture shows the appearance of a white flying elf.
The introduction reads:
The Flying Elf King is the king of the flying elves. After eating enough in the soil to a certain extent, it will develop into a larvae and then emerge from the soil. It will choose its own master. Its food range is all plants. When it reaches adulthood, it can feed on other plants.
The flying elves give orders, and all flying elves must obey its orders.
After reading the introduction, Werther looked at the little elf in his arms who was still rubbing against him. He thought to himself, it turned out to be a powerful guy. I wonder how majestic it will be when it grows up. It is probably the tomato that Zhizhi conjured.
It ate enough wheat and wheat to evolve into a larvae, and then it completely developed into a larvae in the soil, and I happened to pick it up.
This elf is very close to Werther, as if he already regards Werther as his master.
"Your Highness, won't there be two elves in the castle from now on? Your Highness is really getting more and more powerful." Wile said excitedly.
"Yes, it's good to let them be companions. What should we name this elf? How about Xiaobai?"
"Okay, this name goes well with it."
"Then I'll call you Xiaobai." Witte lifted the Flying Elf King into the air, and the elf flapped its wings happily.
Now there are two elves in the castle, but there is only one cradle for the elves to sleep in. This cradle was made for Zhizhi by the previous lord. Witte thought that now we need to solve the sleeping problem of the two elves, instead of making another cradle for them.
Xiaobai, why not build a warm and comfortable little house for the two of them to live together.
"Uncle Tom, there are two elves in the castle now, why not build an elf room for them to live in." Witte put Xiao Bai on the table, "The elf room should be light and breathable, and the area should be enough for two elves to sleep and sleep.
To play, put two comfortable and soft blankets inside, and put the cradle in it as well. Before the elf room is built, let Xiaobai sleep on the sofa in my room."
"Yes, Your Highness." Tom said with a smile, "Your Highness loves the elf to the same extent as your uncle. Your uncle got Zhizhi when he was a lord, and he treated Zhizhi as if he were his own son.
Just like a child, coincidentally, the name he named Zhizhi was Zhizhi at that time."
When Witte heard this, he suddenly became interested: "It turns out that Zhizhi was called this elf before. No wonder the first time I called it that, it knew that I was calling it itself. So how did uncle get this elf?"
Tom fell into memories of the past: "Every lord would raise elves. Some raised elves since childhood, and some were given elves by the king after becoming lords. After your uncle was assigned to be the lord of Daybreak Town, the king did not raise elves because he was afraid of him.
Give him the spirit.
In Nortland, the number of elves is also a measure of status. Your uncle has no elves and his status is low. At that time, there was news from the court that the king could not tolerate a biological brother from a compatriot. The king wanted to block it.
These people didn't want to lose face, so they asked the late queen to take people to the forest to find elves for your uncle, and settled the matter."
"It turns out that Zhizhi was found by my mother!" Werther was very shocked.
"Your uncle had a crush on the late queen when she was an unmarried noble lady, but she eventually married the king."
"It's a pity that my father still harmed her whole family." Werther sighed, "But what shocked me was that my uncle actually liked my mother. This relationship is terrible.
It’s really complicated.”
"This is also the reason why your uncle pleaded for Duke Majik back then. It was all because he loved the late queen." Tom's expression suddenly became sad, "I didn't expect that this secret love would kill him."
"Uncle Tom, why does my father hate my uncle so much?"
"Probably because of jealousy."
Tom's eyes suddenly became heavy, and he seemed to be hiding something in his words.
Werther guessed that people of the previous generation must have had a lot of grudges and grudges. Maybe he had his own reasons why Tom didn't tell him everything. In this case, it was not convenient for him to ask more. He would always know when it was time to know.
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At this time, Xiaobai had enough playing in Werther's arms. He turned his little head and suddenly saw Zhizhi sleeping in the cradle. So he spread his wings and flew to Zhizhi, curiously licking the cradle.
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Zhizhi was still asleep, which aroused Xiaobai's interest. Xiaobai looked at Zhizhi's ears with his little paws, and flicked Zhizhi's eyelids with his wings.
Witte knew that Zhizhi was a docile elf, so he was not worried about the problem of getting along with the two elves. After arranging the newly acquired elves, he now had to focus on planting garlic and onions.
Witte said to Wile and Ivan: "Now that there is no influence from Xiaobai, we can start planting on that land. I decided to expand the area of the farm directly from the farm to the border of the castle, and reclaimed ten acres of land. We will
The castle is managed.”
Ivan thought for a while and then said: "How many long-term workers need to be hired?"
"Let's hire five long-term workers first. The salary is twenty silver coins per person per month. While the climate in Daybreak Town is still suitable, let them plant garlic cloves and onion seeds as soon as possible. Wait until next year, and we can plant a large number of them.
The garlic and onions are sold elsewhere.”
"Then when will we start recruiting permanent workers?"
"Post a notice today and we will start recruiting workers early tomorrow morning. From now on, these long-term workers will be dedicated to planting the fields managed by the castle. Most of the fields are planted with garlic and onions, and the remaining small part can be used to grow ordinary grains and vegetables in case of emergency.
Since winter hasn’t officially started yet, we should still be able to grow some food.”
"Yes, Your Highness. Then let's put up the notice recruiting long-term workers first."
Witte was in a good mood at this time. Not only could the planting plan proceed smoothly, but he also got the Flying Elf King and learned some things about his uncle.
He thought to himself: I wonder if Xiaobai will be able to control Mrs. Agnes's elf when he grows up. If he can, it will be inconvenient to send messages between Mrs. Agnes and Duke Dark, which will be beneficial to him.
To deal with Duke Dark, however, the Elf Guide does not indicate how long it will take for the Flying Elf King to reach adulthood. What if it takes decades or even hundreds of years to grow up?
Witte looked at Xiaobai flying towards the kitchen, and suddenly felt warm in his heart: No matter how long it takes for Xiaobai to grow up, now that I have become its owner, I must take care of him seriously.
Suddenly there was a strange noise in the kitchen. Werther went to check and found Porter standing awkwardly in front of the vegetable basket with an iron spoon.
The vegetables in the vegetable basket have been looted, and Xiaobai is lying next to him with a bulging belly and a satisfied look on his face, burping.
"Xiaobai, that's our dinner! And if you eat so much, you'll burst!" Witte picked up Xiaobai and said helplessly, "It seems that until the elf room is built, I can only keep you in my house."