However, soon, the burns on the elf's body instantly became intact.
The flying elves actually have the ability to heal themselves! Witte was extremely surprised. He originally thought that the flying elves could only take people flying.
"Cousin Werther, have you seen it?" Caitlin said behind him in shock, "The flying elves are really powerful, but even so, it is really dangerous for the queen to let them go into the fire ring. Although her hands
There are many flying elves here, but in the eyes of the rest of us, such elves are rare."
Werther listened to her words quietly, while slightly lowering his head and thinking about something.
"Cousin Werther, what are you thinking about?"
"I suddenly thought just now, in addition to healing itself, whether this elf can also heal the wounds of other people or elves. If it can heal itself as well as others, then it will be very powerful."
"Do you want to get the flying elf?" Caitlin suddenly asked curiously.
Witte was stunned for a moment. He himself had a young Flying Elf King, but the matter of this Flying Elf King was still a secret in his castle. Out of caution, he still did not plan to tell Caitlin about it.
"Maybe, what about you?"
"Of course I want it. I want to ask the queen to give me one, but my father said don't ask her for elves or jewelry or other expensive things. I don't think she will give me an elf even if I ask her.
Yes." Caitlin pursed her lips, looking a little depressed.
"If you want to get a rare elf, you can look for it yourself." Witte suggested. "While ensuring your own safety, go to the mountains, forests or farmland, and you might be able to meet an elf willing to go home with you.
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"That's true. It's just that my force value is too low and I may be in danger unless there are guards accompanying me. But my father doesn't send guards to follow us siblings." Caitlin frowned.
Then he suddenly laughed and said, "Hey, why don't you take me to find the elf when you have a chance in the future?"
"Of course." Victor nodded and agreed.
The afternoon circus ended and everyone left. It was dinner time again, the sky gradually darkened and the temperature dropped suddenly. Werther wrapped his cloak tightly around him and took Caitlin to the banquet hall for dinner.
At this time, the food in the banquet hall changed again, and Werther was dazzled by it.
"Wow, what kind of dish is this? And that dessert, what's in the middle? Although the ones I had at Stone Town were very high-end, the variety was much less than those in the palace." Caitlin suddenly looked like a child.
He walked around in front of the plates as usual, picking up the food he was interested in and putting it into his mouth.
Werther also watched excitedly among the food, and the two of them separated. While Werther was enjoying his meal, he was patted hard on the back.
"Hey, useless Werther, are you here eating shit like a cockroach?" This was Len's rude voice.
Werther turned his head with his mouth bulging, twisted his eyebrows into a figure-eight shape, and pointed at his mouth, implying that he was eating and could not speak.
"Trash Werther, what do you want to tell me?" Len couldn't understand what Werther meant, and it took him a long time to understand.
Lehn looked at Werther with some annoyance, as if he was holding back his anger: "Hey, I am a prince who is favored by my father. What qualifications do you, an unfavored prince, have to ask me to wait for you? Hurry up and listen to me."
Werther turned around and continued to finish the food in his mouth. Lern pulled his shoulder hard but couldn't move it.
After a while, Werther turned around and said, "I've finished eating. What do you want, Len?"
Lehn
A proud smile flashed across his face: "Do you have an elf?"
Werther thought for a moment and decided not to tell him too much about this, so he replied: "Yes, but not as much as you."
"Haha, I knew it was like this." Len clapped his hands, and immediately many flying elves flew in, "Look, I have eight flying elves, you must be envious."
Sure enough, they were showing off to me, and they were indeed more than me, but I have the Flying Elf King.
"You are really awesome." Werther smiled, "You are much better than me in this aspect."
Werther didn't want to tell Lehn this, so he wanted to keep walking forward in search of other delicious food. But Lehn pulled his sleeve and smiled sinisterly: "Don't go, since you said I'm awesome,
How about you compete with the eight elves like me?"
What kind of logic is this? Witte was so surprised that he almost fell to the ground. Why did he let me compete with his elf when I said he was awesome?
"I said, Len." Werther turned around and looked at the other person seriously, "What time is it now?"
Len looked at the clock and said, "It's a quarter to six."
"It's so late, are you hungry?"
"hungry."
"Then why aren't you going to eat? And even if you don't eat, I will still eat."
"Witt, what are you talking about?" Lehn folded his arms in front of his chest and sneered, looking very arrogant, "I can eat while you and my elf are fighting."
"What? You are so disrespectful to your brother! What do you think I am?" Werther said with a frown, and his expression was a little sullen at this time.
"Just an ant in the palace." Le En smirked, his tone extremely relaxed.
Lehn's expression and tone made Werther extremely angry. He would definitely not compete with Lehn's elf, but he still wanted to teach Lehn another lesson.
"I won't do what you said, I still have to eat."
After speaking, Werther walked forward. When Lehn was chasing him, he secretly used magic to change a pine cone in the garden to the open space in front of Lehn. Such magic is very simple for Werther now.
So he doesn't need to use big movements at all, he can do it without others noticing.
Of course, Lern never noticed that there was a pine cone underneath. His feet slipped and he threw himself at several flying elves. The flying elves were startled by him and flew away one after another.
Lehn finally fell on Duke Dark who was passing by, and the elves who were frightened by Lehn angrily beat on him.
"Hey, I'm your master, what are you doing?" Len shouted, causing other people in the banquet hall to look at him with strange eyes.
Werther was also very shocked. He did not expect that Lern would be beaten by an elf. This scene was very strange. Of course, in order to prevent others from finding out the clues, he secretly changed the pine cones back into the garden.
Duke Dark looked helplessly and angrily at the panicked Lehn who was lying on his shoulder. He suppressed his anger and said: "Lern, my good grandson, what are you doing? You must know that the elves cannot be frightened.
.And, let alone the elves, I was shocked by you."
"Grandpa, these elves are really hateful. Please help me get rid of them. I don't want them anymore. Please give me a few more." Lehn looked very clumsy, not like someone who had raised elves at all.
On the contrary, Lern's personal guards and servants seemed to be very familiar with the elf. When they saw the second prince being beaten by the elf, they hurriedly stepped forward and controlled him.
These elves live here.
"Your Highness, Second Prince, it's our fault." The guards and servants apologized to Len in panic.
"Of course it's your fault. I asked you to take care of the elves, so why are they so malicious to me?" Lehn lectured them angrily.
At this time, Duke Dark put his hand on his shoulder: "Forget it, Len, I will send you a few more elves tomorrow, but you must feed them yourself and take care of them."
"Thank you, grandpa." Len suddenly became happy.
However, Lehn's performance just now was clearly seen by the king. Lehn, who was originally well-mannered, actually behaved so clumsily and panicked today, and was beaten by several elves! This is simply a disgrace to the royal family! From today on
In terms of performance, Lern is really much worse than Werther.
"Ahem! Len, you really embarrass me. Go back to your room and face the wall to think about your fault!" The king was so angry that his face changed.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" Len looked at the king's angry face in surprise. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it was his behavior just now that made the king angry.
He immediately stepped forward and begged: "Father, I haven't had dinner yet. I know I made a mistake, and I will definitely correct it."
"Hmph, I will ask someone to send dinner to your room. Come on, you can't come out until the banquet is over tomorrow!"
"But father, there will be a dance later, and I have been practicing for a long time."
"That's not okay. You don't want to attend this dance. Let's wait until next time."
"You make me feel so embarrassed."
"Who made you feel embarrassed? If you hadn't been careless, if you hadn't practiced diligently, if you hadn't even given your own elves to your subordinates to raise, you would have been beaten by several elves until you couldn't fight back?"
"Father, I really realized my mistake. I will change the elves. I will return the elves who beat me to my grandfather."
"Wrong! As a noble prince and a child of my blood, it should be said that you will practice harder to defeat them, and raise these elves carefully so that they will listen to your orders.
It’s not like you’re going to give back the spirit that hit you!”
"I understand, Father, I obey your orders, but please don't let me not attend the dance." Le En looked a little embarrassed at the moment, his eyes were full of anticipation for the dance.
However, the king shook his head and closed his eyes gently. The queen just looked on and felt distressed, not daring to plead for Len.
Le En looked at the queen, who just sighed softly and turned around to follow the king to meet the other guests.
Only Duke Dark stood beside Lehn. He whispered to Lehn in a caring tone: "Why did you fall just now?"
"I was going to chase Werther just now." Len said aggrievedly, "I tripped over something on the ground."
Duke Dark frowned: "I didn't see anything on the ground when I was hit by you just now. Could it be that I was tripped by someone's outstretched foot?"
"possible."
"But no matter who stretched out his foot, it was still Werther's fault after all. If it hadn't been for him, you wouldn't have fallen down and frightened the elves. If it hadn't been for his comparison today, you wouldn't have looked so embarrassed. So,
In the final analysis, it's all Werther's fault!" Duke Dark said bewilderedly to Lern.
Len looked seriously into Duke Dark's eyes and nodded vigorously: "Grandpa is right, it's Werther's fault. I hate him so much now."
"So we have to deal with him together, for you and for the Dark family." Duke Dark showed a sinister smile.