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The elves watched as blobs of white clay sat on a round wooden board. As Li Lin pressed the pedal connected to the supporting column of the disk, the disk immediately spun quickly from left to right. His fingers danced up and down on the insides and outsides of the white mud, and strange-shaped metal pieces shaved the edges. The shapes of bowls, jars, bottles, and basins began to appear, and immediately afterwards, they began to air dry. Once dry, they painted patterns with thin brushes dipped in paint, let them dry again, and then applied a sticky coating...
After endless fuss, the clay utensils were finally covered with a stone ring and placed inside the earth bags, filled with black lumps of coal, and then built a stone wall, leaving only the palm-sized hole for observation. Then came a day and night of continuous burning, the whole process watched over by Alberish the dwarf brought by Li lin. It was said that this dwarf had made metal utensils and was better able to control the temperature of the flames. Alberish, who had slept soundly for a night after the chimney finally stopped spewing black smoke last night, had also come over with the elves, waiting to see what would finally appear.
Strange pottery?
Burnt fragments?
Scorched mud?
As Alberish pulled apart the stone wall sealing the kiln, residual heat waves surged outward. Fresh air continually replenished below, and the heat gradually subsided. When the sealed round container was opened, gasps of surprise and exclamations were simultaneously sounded out.
"What... What is this?"
"Mother Goddess Mafa! Is this considered pottery?"
"Stop being silly! Have you ever seen beautiful pottery?!"
"Blue floral patterns! Can you believe this?!"
The beautiful bottles and jars were still too hot to the touch, so the elves could only discuss around them for now.
"Ohhhhhhh~~~~~~~This smooth touch! Hmm~~~~~~~~~~~, what a full grip!! And the delicate, voluptuous curves!!!! Ahhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~Is this what paradise is like? My whole body is numb la la la la la!"
Nidhogg held a jar, his mouth emitting meaningless and inexplicable sounds as he rubbed his face lovingly against the jar...
Although the Dragon Clan's unique penchant for shiny, beautiful things was well known, Nidhogg, who was still a child, really shouldn't have made that sound, let alone the breath that made people blush and their hearts pound while holding a hot jar.
"You… you you you you you you what on earth have you been teaching him ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Not only was Brynhild blushing, her finger pointing at Li Lin was also trembling incessantly. The other elves at the base of the hill also turned red and turned away, pretending not to see Nidhogg.
Let's be honest, Elves are a very innocent and pure race.
"He probably taught him how to have fun, or something that a child can't resist, right?"
A pleasant, enticing voice chimed in, and a small, delicately-built, pitiful-looking girl jumped out from Brynhild's side. Her face was as delicate as Brynhild's, but a touch more adorable. Almost made you want to dress her up and style her hair like a certain well-known customizable doll brand.
The childish girl blurted out words that were too old for her age, not only making people choke on their food, but also making the people who heard it upset.
"FrFrFrFrFrFr...Freya! What are you saying ahhhhhhh!!!"
Contrary to Brynhild's flushed face, the younger sister, Freya. Friedricia, grinned like a little devil.
"Rather than these unimportant things, I want to know hey~~~~~~~~~~"
While hugging her sister's white, tender neck, the flirty laughter rubbed against the pointed ears.
"How far have you two progressed? Have you already pledged your lives to each other?"
"Miss Freya, now is the work time. As for my relationship with your sister, I would say it's somewhere between a teacher and student relationship, but not quite colleagues."
The gentlemanly, serious response couldn't satisfy the elf girl, her agile, cat-like eyes went back and forth between Li Lin's flawless smile and the relieved Brynhild. After a moment, she sighed in what sounded like a complaint.
"What are you both playing at...You are both as obtuse as wood, so boring."
"Freya!!"
Among the scolding shouts, the little wild cat hopped away in leaps and bounds. Brynhild's long sigh seemed to relieve the weight off her body, and her shoulders finally relaxed.
"I'm sorry, my sister has always been an extrovert, always embarrassing others."
"No problem, I can roughly understand why she would say such mature things."
To put it bluntly, one would not need to speculate how it happened.
The closed society, the harsh natural conditions, the low population base, and the wars that may come at any moment—the external environment has shaped the special folk customs.
Perhaps girl elves accepted the idea of "marrying and having children as soon as possible in order to prosper the race" as a crucial life responsibility from a young age. They started looking for their life partners at an early age, it wasn't strange for girls to become wives as soon as their bodies started developing.
"My grandfather told me that during the "Kingdom" era. Our customs and rules were completely different from those of today. The law then was said to have strict restrictions on the age of marriage, and concubinage was not even permitted by the law."