The morning sun shone in front of the gate of the side castle of Harry Castle. Abel had finished his Knight training in the morning. After breakfast, he lazily sat under a big tree in front of the gate with a glass of juice in his hand. His little mount wolf, Black Wind, was lying on the ground beside his legs.
Black Wind was getting closer and closer to Abel. As long as he was in the castle, it would stick to him and run around him, wagging its tail and begging him to pet it. If it wasn't for the fact that Black Wind's body was getting bigger and bigger, Abel would have thought that Black Wind was really a big dog.
In front of Abel stood the second resident of the side castle, the elf girl. After many hand signals, Abel confirmed her name, but it was too long for him to pronounce, so he used the first two words of the elf girl's name to call her Lorraine.
Abel didn't want Lorraine to be a maid. Instead, he treated her like a guest in the castle. In his own side castle, he chose a guest room for Lorraine to live in and appointed a maid to take care of her daily life.
Abel didn't ask Lorraine to learn the human language. Instead, he was very interested in learning the elf language from Lorraine. Just then, the studious Lorraine took the initiative to learn the human language from Abel.
"Juice!" Abel picked up another glass of juice from the table and handed it to Lorraine.
Lorraine's crystal black eyes were like dazzling gems. The helplessness and hesitation in her eyes were gone. Instead, she was grateful to Abel and satisfied with her life. She said in a soft voice, "Juice!"
Then Lorraine said a string of strange yet beautiful words, and Abel repeated them. Both Abel and Lorraine were very smart people. They could remember their own language after learning it once, and they could use it the next time they encountered it.
The learning time was fixed from morning Knight training to noon. Abel made a detailed learning plan according to the way he used to learn English. First, learn the words, then learn the grammar.
Abel took out a stack of parchment paper. There were all kinds of things drawn on it. There were daily necessities, and there were plants and creatures in nature. Although each item was very small, it was very delicate. He had asked a famous artist in Harvest City to draw it according to his request to help with learning.
Pointing at one of the items, Abel and Lorraine began to learn new words. Except for the occasional naughty Black Wind, there was no one else in the castle to disturb them.
Although learning the language was boring, having a beautiful elf like Lorraine with him was very pleasant for Abel. All along, Abel didn't have any friends of the same age. After coming to this world, because his body had become younger, his mind had also become younger. In his heart, he had always longed for friends of the same age. The arrival of Lorraine just happened to make up for this lack of friends.
For the past few days, Lord Marshall had been looking at Abel with a meaningful gaze during lunch. He would often murmur in front of Abel, intentionally or unintentionally, "Abel has finally grown up!"
Abel was too lazy to pay attention to Lord Marshall's gossipy heart. To be honest, whether it was Abel or Lorraine, their bodies were still in between that of a child's and a boy's, and the elf's childhood was very long. Abel only treated Lorraine as a little sister, waiting for the opportunity to send Lorraine home.
Abel knew the feeling of being away from home, and he also knew the pain of homesickness. So when he saw the look in Lorraine's eyes at the auction house, he had already decided to help Lorraine.
At noon, Abel brought Lorraine and Lord Marshall to have lunch together. With the addition of an elf for lunch, there was more of a family atmosphere compared to when it was just the two of them. Abel enjoyed this atmosphere very much, and even Lord Marshall ate a few more pieces of beast meat.
Lorraine only drank a little juice and ate a few pieces of fruit during lunch. She didn't touch any meat or red wine. Abel couldn't help but worry about her nutrition. He picked up a large piece of beast meat and placed it on her plate, and said softly, "Lorraine, eat more meat!"
Lorraine stared blankly at the piece of beast meat on her plate, which was not much smaller than her plate. She put down the knife and fork in her hand helplessly, and opened her little mouth, not knowing what to say. She had just started learning the human language, and the vocabulary she learned was not enough to express what she wanted to express.
Lord Marshall looked at the interaction between Abel and Lorraine with amusement, and said to Abel, "Abel, don't give her food. Elves don't eat meat."
"How can she grow up if she doesn't eat meat?" Abel murmured softly, and put Lorraine's plate of meat in front of him. He then took a new plate and put it in front of Lorraine.
Lorraine's face was a little red because she couldn't accept Abel's kindness. She softly said in the human language, "Big Brother Abel, thank you!"
Lord Marshall took a sip of red wine, and looked at Abel, and asked, "Lorraine learns very quickly. Abel, how's your elven language?"
"Elven language is very easy to learn. It's just that the pronunciation is a little difficult. It's very easy to learn after mastering its rules," Abel replied.
"Elven language is easy to learn? That's the proudest answer I've ever heard. If the scholars in Harvest City heard this, they would vomit blood. Elven language is the most difficult language to learn in the entire continent. "Lord Marshall pointed at Abel and laughed.
"That's because they don't have an outstanding elven teacher." Abel complimented Lorraine. Although Lorraine didn't understand what he meant, she could feel that Abel was praising her, and the smile on her face became even brighter.
The lunch ended in a warm atmosphere. Just as the three of them were about to leave the dining hall, Steward Lindsey hurriedly walked in.
"Master, young master, Miss Lorraine, the City Lord, Viscount Dickens is here to visit, and …" Lindsey was a little confused, and then he paused for a moment and continued, "The two people who came with him are not any lower than the City Lord."
Lord Marshall and Abel looked at each other. They were a little confused. Viscount Dickens came to Harry City at this time. A few days ago, the worgens from the Woolf family attacked Harry Castle, but Viscount Dickens didn't send anyone to help. What was he doing here now?
However, since Viscount Dickens came in person, both Lord Marshall and Abel had to go out and greet him. Abel turned around and said a few beautiful words to Lorraine, "You, alone, rest."
Although Abel's elven language wasn't complete, and he could only say a few words, the smart Lorraine still understood what he meant. She replied in human language, "Ok." Then she walked towards her room in the side castle.
"Welcome, the prestigious Viscount Dickens! I'm very sorry for making you wait! " When Lord Marshall came to the castle's living room, Viscount Dickens and the other two guests were already drinking coffee and chatting happily.
Abel followed behind Lord Marshall and bowed to the three of them.
"Lord Marshall, Master Abel, sorry to disturb you!" Viscount Dickens stood up and bowed back. He then introduced the two guests beside him to Lord Marshall and Abel, "These two are Knight Commander Lowell and Knight Commander Kelvin!"
Abel's eyes tightened. These were two Knight Commanders. In a big city like Harvest City, there was only one Knight Commander, Viscount Dickens. The sudden appearance of two Knight Commanders in Harry Castle was too shocking for Abel and Lord Marshall.
"The prestigious Knight Commander Lowell, the prestigious Knight Commander Kelvin, welcome to Harry Castle!" Lord Marshall quickly reacted and bowed.
"Haha, no need to be so polite. I'm not Dickens, I'm not used to being so polite." Said Knight Commander Lowell in a forthright manner.
"May I know what business do you have in Harry Castle?" Lord Marshall asked carefully.
"Kelvin and I asked Dickens to bring us here to see Master Abel. We heard that you guys had driven away the wolf riders that attacked Harry Castle, so we came here to see." From the way Knight Commander Lowell spoke, you could see that these Knight Commanders respected Abel's identity as a Blacksmith Master. This also made Lord Marshall feel a little relieved. These Knight Commanders didn't have any bad intentions in coming to Harry Castle.
"I don't believe that Harry Castle could withstand the attack of so many elite wolf riders!" Knight Kelvin's voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like a heavy metal.
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