Diary of Charlotte the Gnome

Today is destined to be a day worth remembering, I have had this feeling since the morning. The annoying underground wind stopped blowing, and the damp and cold air finally no longer tortured my knees. Many dwarfs felt the same way as me, and everyone happily celebrated the arrival of the dry season.

During the dry season, there are always some exciting things happening at this time of year. I remember that during the dry season last year, the old Puke from next door celebrated his 480th birthday. This was really a miracle. On that day, he took out the rolling chair he made so that he could continue to walk around the city even though he was basically unable to move. This is something made by the oldest person in the dwarf city, and it is rare.

The first day of the last dry season was Mark’s coming-of-age ceremony, one of the most important days in his life. This guy is taller than the average dwarf, smarter and more adventurous than them. I already knew that he would do something that others couldn't do.

Closer to home, just today (yesterday to be exact, I drank a little too much and am now making up for yesterday’s diary), little Mark and his friends came back from the Underdark! This is such a joy. The moment they entered the city, Old Puck turned the wheel on his chair vigorously and ran to me to tell me the good news.

"Little Mark is back! Your nephew is back!" Old Puke's face turned red with excitement. If he stayed like this, he might be able to live another 480 years. "And the mage who donated mithril! He's back too, why don't you go quickly!"

To be honest, I wanted to go there to greet them at that time, but I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back my tears as soon as I saw little Mark. It would be so shameless to cry in front of everyone!

Ever since the mage and his mithril suddenly appeared in front of the city's teleportation test bed last fall, I knew the world was about to change. Little Mark yearns for the outside life. He always wants to increase his knowledge during the adventure and be able to make more and better items. The arrival of the mage Vincent will definitely arouse his heartstrings. He also wanted to leave the dwarf city and go outside more than once, but the dangers in the Underdark were something he could never overcome alone.

Master Vincent is indeed a good person, he is very kind and easy to get along with, but sometimes he is relatively silent, always holding some books and staying quietly aside, and never stops reading and thinking at any time. We dwarves really like people like this, who put knowledge first instead of wasting their lives in boring fights. Vincent lived with us for a period of time and often provided advice on some of our inventions. Those suggestions make the things we make more and more perfect. Although he is not a dwarf, he maintains the curiosity and enthusiasm for invention and creation just like us dwarfs. If possible, I really want to keep him in this city forever, stay with his dwarf friends.

It was because of Vincent that I agreed to let Mark go on adventures together. With a mage accompanying him, the little dwarf will not encounter any danger. The warrior named Hardy is extremely powerful and can also help them a lot during the journey. But even so, life in the Underdark is full of challenges. I still often worry about whether little Mark will encounter misfortune and when he will come back.

But now, eight months have passed since that autumn and the beginning of another dry season, and my little dwarf has finally returned. I endured my excitement, focused on the small parts in my hand, and tried my best not to meet at the city gate. At that time, my mind was indeed in chaos, and even my normally honest heart was churning like boiling hot water.

"Uncle!" Just the sound of Mark calling from behind me caused the tears I had been holding back to fall. He threw himself into my arms and kept calling my name. I felt like I fainted all of a sudden and couldn't even remember to answer his call. My big tears kept flowing down and dripped onto the top of little Mark's head, making it wet.

If I had known this, I might as well have gone to the city gate to find him, so that we could meet him earlier.

The mage Vincent followed him, as well as several people I hadn't seen before. Our dwarf's house is too small, and they can't all come in at once. It took me three towels to dry my tears. It's really embarrassing for the mage to see me like this.

Fortunately, Vincent just smiled and waited quietly outside the house. We haven’t seen each other for a long time, and I always feel that he is a little different from before. He has become deeper and must be even more powerful than before. He patted my shoulder gently, which is a common etiquette among their mages. These scholars never hug others to express their emotions.

I looked at the people behind the mage, and a fair-skinned girl came into view first. She looks really weird, with silver-white hair and white skin, she looks like a vegetable from a distance. But her purple eyes and black equipment made me nervous. I remember that there was such a portrait in our museum warehouse. The dark elf on it was wearing the same clothes as her.

Next to her, the little girl was very cute, with fluffy golden hair bouncing, and two big eyes looking around curiously, as if everything could attract her attention. According to us dwarfs, children with this kind of personality are our favorites. They are the most active thinkers and can always burst out the most novel inspirations.

However, Warrior Hardy still wears the same strange outfit. He is accompanied by two beautiful human women, which suits him.

Always a habit. I remember that last year, he followed several dwarf women all day long. Although we dwarfs are not sure what humans think about the aesthetics of girls of their race, based on my knowledge, they are indeed not ugly. Even if it is placed inside an elf, it will never be inferior. So it's not surprising to me that Hardy is always around them.

There was also a halfling with a smile on his face, following the mage, but he always stood in the shadow out of habit. If I remember correctly, this should be what Vincent told me about his friend who was lost in the underground world. So happy that they can see each other again, just like me and my little Mark.

On the way to the banquet hall, I had time to slowly take a look at my little Mark dwarf. He was taller than before, which was rare among dwarfs. Adventures in the Underdark must not be easy. It is obvious that his arms are more powerful than before, and even the strong muscles can be seen at a glance. He is also more confident than before and always talks to me endlessly about the adventures he has experienced. My mind was not very clear at the time, I was still so overwhelmed by the joy of reunion that I have forgotten what he told me at that time. If it had been in the past, he would not have spoken so confidently and would have been shy and hid aside.

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The only bad thing is that both Vincent and Mark are a little thinner than when they left. It must be that they cannot get used to the life in the Underdark. But this is easy to understand. No matter how good the food in the underground world is, it is not as good as the craftsmanship of us dwarves. So when I went to the banquet hall, I wanted to give them a good meal. Not long after, even Rhonda from the Presbyterian Church arrived. He also heard that the mage friend had returned to the city. During this period, they used those mithrils to create a lot of good things, and many experiments that were originally thought to be stopped can be carried out smoothly. At this time, it would be strange that Rhonda is not here .

During the meal, Mark continued to talk. At this time, he had begun to talk about what happened in a city called Prudence. I had never heard of that place before, but the word "Dark Elves" mentioned by Mark floated into my ears again and again. Oh my gosh! They went to such a dangerous place, but fortunately they were able to come back safely.

"Your nephew is an amazing dwarf!" Jialin from the Gangyou family said to me: "He is the only dwarf who can leave the dark elf city safely! This is simply incredible."

Even Old Puke was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth and laughed happily while listening to the story. The three remaining front teeth were exposed, which was funny enough in itself. He also said to me: "If I could be 300 years younger, I would also like to go there."

Although I smiled happily and clapped my hands vigorously when the story got exciting, I hoped in my heart that little Mark would not go to such a dangerous place again. I really want to say to him: You have actually seen a lot of things, and your age is also increasing. It's time to start a family here, settle down, and enjoy the traditional life of the gnomes.

The meal was eaten very quickly, and those beautiful stories became the best condiments . Everyone ate happily. Even the Master, who was always on a diet, rubbed his belly and made a "very full" expression to me. posture. But the two girls following the mage seemed a bit strange. The one with silver hair, I think her name is Shelley, she eats very little, only a small bite of each thing . It was the plate of food that Vincent brought in front of her that she ate. Could it be that our food is not well cooked and only the Master knows her taste? There is also that innocent and lively little guy, whose beautiful big eyes are always aimed at the fruits on the table, and he has not left since they were brought to the table. These things purchased from the surface completely attracted her attention. Her hands were never idle for a moment, holding the fruits one by one; even her mouth was never empty, and she was always chewing hard. She didn't even look at the other meals, she just looked at the fruits. Although Vincent said that she was not polite and ate a little carelessly. But I think such a little girl looks cute.

After the meal, Mark took out his backpack and began to tell everyone about the things he found. Those novel gadgets deeply attracted everyone at the time. Everyone watched attentively as Mark manipulated the objects one by one to create incredible effects. The exclamations kept coming.

He went to the Dark Territory, and this should be his biggest gain. I'm really happy for him to have such good results. But on the other hand, I'm afraid that he will become more adventurous because of this success, and that he will leave again.

The party lasted until late, and eventually even the usually calm mage became excited. He used magic to paint a picture of the Underdark above the hall, which greatly opened the eyes of us dwarves.

Until very late, people still kept coming from their residences. People throughout the dwarf city were attracted by this temporary banquet and came to see this rare sight. The huge banquet hall gradually became crowded. Everyone wanted to see those magical little things with their own eyes and see Vincent's mysterious magic. This kind of grand occasion is definitely not easy to come across! Old Rhonda and the people from the Presbyterian Church helped maintain order and made the scene less chaotic.

The food is constantly being served, and even the fine wine collected here is being continuously taken out from the kitchen. What started out as a small celebration has now turned into a festive feast. Everyone was smiling, except me looking at my wallet in a daze. The mage Vincent took out a bag filled with gems. However, Old Rhonda did not let the guests pay the bill. At his initiative, all the dwarfs agreed that Vincent and his friends would receive this meal for free. However, I found that Vincent's gem bag still quietly floated to Rhonda's waist, and he signaled me not to tell this matter.

However, how did Vincent know that I saw this scene? Could it be that there are eyes behind him that can be seen?

After it turned into a big banquet, the happiest person was Soka. She looked at the fruits piled on the plate and didn't want to leave for a moment, even though her belly was already a little round. Shelley pulled her and refused to allow her to continue eating. Although looking at little Sokka's expression was pitiful, I could only bear it and disapproved of the little guy eating so much.

Vincent solved the problem with just one sentence: "Take those fruits with you and eat them on the way. Why do you have to eat them all in one meal?" After saying that, he took out a small bag from Mark's collection. Magically After putting all the fruits in, the shape of the bag didn't change at all.

Little Sokka took the bag and carefully hung it on a pendant he wore around his neck . There was also a beautiful ruby there. It seems that the little guy collects these fruits as the most precious things like gems. At this time, the climax of the entire banquet arrived. The happy little Sokka suddenly flew into the air, with her white wings spread out behind her. The little guy was doing somersaults there excitedly, performing various flying tricks, which was even more beautiful than those beautiful birds. She flew out of the banquet hall in a short time, leaving behind a string of laughter and disappearing from everyone's sight. Everyone seemed to be shocked by this scene. The angel whom we had only heard of in legends appeared before our eyes. After a long while, the applause started.

It was not until late at night that the gathering gradually dispersed, and everyone was still immersed in happiness. This celebration can be called a classic. The food, stories, novelties and the final surprise all fit together so perfectly. I think that even if a long time passes, this experience will appear in everyone's daily chats and discussions and become a long-lived topic spread among everyone.

Little Mark looked very tired after returning home, but he still insisted on packing his things first. From this point of view, he has indeed grown up and is no longer as careless as before. Before going to bed, Mark said to me: "We will leave soon. But this time we are going to the surface, not the dangerous underground world."

Everyone was asleep, but I was still awake. Looking at Mark who was already sleeping soundly, I really wanted to persuade him to stay. Although the sun-drenched surface world is not very dangerous, many gnomes have also integrated into the human world, and they have already adapted to life there. Plus, the mage Vincent is traveling with them , so I should feel reassured. But deep down in my heart I was always looking for various reasons, hoping to persuade the little dwarf not to leave.

But on the second day, I finally understood that little Mark should continue his own life. There are endless adventures in his life. If I persuade him to stay now, it will only create a burden for him. I believe that with this group of friends, the little dwarf can receive the best care.

Mark said to me: "Uncle, I will definitely come back, it will only take a few years at most. I am still a person from this city and will not go too far."

It seems that he has also taken my feelings into consideration. This little guy has really grown up.

Let's not talk about such sad things as parting. There are still several days left for this reunion. Vincent is going to visit the museum warehouse, and little Mark is also going to record some of the inventions he has come up with. This will take close to ten days. Now we should put aside the thought of separation and spend time with little Mark.