"Keep your bottom plate steady, or the enemy will easily knock you down if the upper limb attack misses - spread your legs apart a little more and hold for thirty seconds."

"Pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing when running, don't breathe too often, count yourself – take two breaths once, inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth."

"Alright, that's all for today's lesson—don't sit down, gentlemen, stretch your limbs and move your joints, or you'll wake up in pain the next day as if your whole body is falling apart."

Under his rational tutelage, the boys grew stronger and stronger, including the archon's eldest son, who won a wrestling tournament at a joint athletic meeting organized by several city-states, and the young man with a flower crown kissed the cheeks of his relatives and friends, including him. The consul was satisfied with the results of his teaching and increased his salary by twenty percent. In addition to training, he also shared stories of the past with the boys, such as the devil wolves hiding in the night, the cunning and sinister demons, the cultivators ripening food on the frozen soil, the warriors filling their empty stomachs with tasteless porridge, some escaping death from the curse, and some dying on the battlefield with their companions...... The young men's eyes brightly imagined the bitter north wind, the hot blood, trembling at the power of the demons, and rejoicing in the final brilliance of the Creator. On one occasion, the consuls came to sit in awe and invited him to lunch.

Education is not an easy task, but he does it so handily, without doubts, without conflicts, without unhappiness.

It's as if he's been doing it a long time ago.

"Your Excellency, do you have elven blood?"

"Huh?"

"Ah, I don't mean to be offended, I just think your looks are very unique." The Archon, who was in the prime of life, said, "The people of the Eastern Continent are generally angular, but your facial lines are softer than ours. Of course, this is not to say that you are not manly. ”

"It's okay, you don't have to." He smiled open-mindedly, "My comrades-in-arms think so too. ”

In fact, "having elven blood" was not something to brag about at the time, after all, the creator had wrested the power of the storm from the elven king, and humans and elves had been at odds for a long time - the elves hated the false gods elected by the humans for murdering their king, and the humans believed that tyranny was as deserved to decline and decline. Even though he was suspected of being a spy sent by the elves, his comrades generously trusted him and made it a joke to pass him off, such as "If you had more hair, you would be able to pretend to be my sister" or "If you were a woman, I would marry you".

Thinking of this, he tried to suppress his smile, "In that chaotic era, there were too many people who didn't know who their parents were—and I was one of them. ”

"I see." The archon shook his head regretfully, "Although the Elven King was once the enemy of the Creator, the Elves are not too cruel to humans, at least compared to demon wolves, demons, and xenos. I'm also interested in some of their cultural practices, but unfortunately there are only a few words in the historical records. ”

"Sounds like a pity, what is the only part that's left about?"

"Historically, the elves learned to make cooked food very early, and they used two branches to pick up food, one of which was a clump of blood, but don't think that they were going to drink blood, and this blood clot was also scalded before they could eat it...... Why, is there anything inappropriate about what I said? ”

"No...... It's nothing. He muttered dreamily, his body trembling slightly, "It's nothing. ”

He stared at the dark roof of the car, the room that had been transformed by the extraordinary objects of the space system was extraordinarily spacious, and even the ceiling was as wide as a starless and moonless night.

"Elf."

Before he could realize it, the word slipped through his lips. The angel opened his eyes and turned his face sideways.

"So you weren't asleep?"

At that time, he did not realize that mythical creatures did not need sleep, let alone know that the first time the angel came into contact with the concept of "sleep" was on an afternoon when the first rain broke out: when he stepped on the dead line to catch up with a report, and fell asleep on the bed and clothes after being exhausted, the little crow with the yellow mouth tilted its head to observe his "whirring, huhu", and thought it was funny, so he stole a handful of sleepiness from him and poured it on the pillow in his own way. Dreams were as soft as pillows, and the angel learned to sleep for the first time. Later, he liked the smell of sleeping flowers and night herbs dried in the pillow, the smell of his father after the quilt was exposed to the sun, the silence of only the sound of breathing, the body temperature of the bed soaked by his side, and the sleep that Angel liked.

Amon rolled over, half of his face pressed against the pillow, and his voice sounded muffled, "You've been preoccupied since the other day. ”

"Is it obvious?"

"When you play the piano, you miss a part or repeat it several times."

"Okay...... I really wasn't very attentive. ”

"Why do you suddenly care about elves?"

"If I say because they're going to eat blood clots with two branches...... Would you believe it? ”

"As strange as it sounds, you really weren't lying."

"Oh," he smiled lightly, "you even know if I'm lying?" ”

Shi Tian deliberately corrected the monocle that didn't match the little face, "No one can lie in front of the god of deception. ”

"Well, you're amazing."

"Of course. But if you want to know something about the elves, why do you have to look up the texts that are just a few lines over and over again, instead of asking your father directly? Father is the all-knowing and all-powerful Creator. ”

He was silent for a moment before he spoke, and the wise angel did not deliberately wait for his answer, he sat up and patted his little chest: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to ask your father, you can ask me!" I also know a lot of things that are not written in the books! "Although it was overheard the conversation between my father and the night!

"Oh-"

"Hey, what's the matter with your disbelieving look?" The little crow huffed and said, "You would never think that the original elves came from the Western Continent!" ”

Western Continent?

He suddenly realized a strange fact: the Eastern Continent, where the Kingdom of God on Earth resides forever, the Northern Continent, where the cities and sub-states are gradually populated, and the Southern Continent, which has rich resources that have yet to be developed, are all familiar to the world...... Only the Western Continent has been shrouded in fog, unseen, ununderstood, and unwritten, so that only an extremely faint impression is left.

Perhaps in a few years, people will no longer believe that there was a Western Continent.