Elf Friends (Part 1)
“So, Once upon a time there was a wizard named Paul Tuka.”
The other elementary school students flocked to Yeon Woo’s desk.
“So?”
“What was the wizards specialty?”
“Yeon Woo, say it quickly!”
“The magician was skilled at using water spells. When there was a drought, he would summon rain and rivers of water.”
Yeon Woo was now a 9-year-old in the second grade!
The students next to Yeon Woo were hooked on his storytelling.
He told a beguiling story that was popular in the other world.
About evil kings and queens.
About the heroes that punished them, the mystical wizards, and the adventures of a fairy.
Other kids came to listen to Yeon Woo’s storytelling, when rumors about him started to spread.
[Yeon Woo is the best. How can he come up with these stories on the spot like that?]
[I think he could have a lot of talent as a novelist.]
[Why hasn’t the world made a movie from this story? Jackpot. Full Jackpot.]
He thought that at least he wouldn’t go hungry in the future.
He also might not need to get a job at a company.
“Even if I only wrote a book on the story that took place in the Marca continent, could I live as a writer?”
There were some unexpected advantages to living in another world.
The most popular girls in cla.s.s wanted to spend some time with Yeon Woo.
Much has changed with his friends, Jean Sora and Lee Hee-Jin from the daycare center.
“My mental age is 15 years old. That’s nearly high-school age.”
His mental age has increased two-fold compared to his friends.It was now a big difference between them.
“You mean this part, you have to take it.”
It was just a story of the Marca continent, but add a few details to flavor it and children will be amazed.
“So Elves are very beautiful, huh?”
“That was a good story.”
“Wow. The princes never met?”
Elementary school girls were quite pleased with the good ending.
However, since that day the wicked witch became rich.
And the fairies were hunted like animals, roughly abused, and they suffered from being sold as slaves, but there was no need to tell them about it.
“Every story I’ve heard before pales in comparison!”
“Can’t I hear more of Yeon Woo’s stories?”
Yeon Woo’s popularity was high, because children were given the experience of listening to his stories.
They heard of eventful adventures that tricked them into believing that they experienced it themselves!
The stories seemed thoroughly true because it had a real world as the background.
The boys were somewhat reluctant to talk to him because he was popular with the girls.
[He’s a wannabe.]
In his eyes the thoughts of the other children were too unnerving to play and mingle with them.
However, Yeon Woo knew in his heart that they weren’t bad children.
Han-cheol however, showed him too much animosity.
Yeon Woo went over to him during the lunch break.
“What do you want?”
Han-cheol’s voice was low and on the heavy side.
Yeon Woo of course, wouldn’t be fl.u.s.tered by this degree of bitterness.
He had seen Dwarf Ned use his axe to chop up monsters hundreds of times, including seeing gushing blood and bone marrow.
Compared to Rendall’s muscles and physique, even the strong appearance of Han-cheol seemed like a cute-looking boy.
Yeon Woo spoke first.
“Let’s be friends.”
“Not interested.”
“Why do you play by yourself?”
“I can’t play with you. Leave me alone.”
Han-cheol had a personality that dragged down everyone’s mood.
But sometimes knowing the heart of a person can make you unstoppable.
Yeon Woo basically ran over his words.
“From now on we will be eating lunch together.”
“……!”
He was gonna turn Han-cheol into his friend and friends stick together.
He was happy sitting in the back seat, simply watching Han-cheol study.
“….I hate you.”
Han-cheol was a person who only knew how to refuse things superficially.
[What do I do? Everyday he has lunch with me….and greets me before I can refuse.]
“Let’s eat together.”
“I don’t like that….”
[Ah. Maybe I’ll be able to get this guy to leave? Once I start refusing to take anything he gives me?]
“I don’t like sausage. So yes, you should eat it instead.”
“Well, if its about the flavor……”
Despite Yeon Woo’s absurd excuse Han-cheol accepted it.
[What should I do? Ah. I will go to him and tell him to stay away from me.]
And so, Han-cheol carrying the lunch bento walked to Yeon Woo.
Han-cheol was wearing a smile on his face.
“How are you? Don’t like to eat alone? Sit over here.”
“Ah, that’s good.”
Han-cheol naively ate his lunch with a flushed face.
[This guy, Yeon Woo. He stuck with me even though I’m prejudiced. He’s a really nice guy.]
From then on, Yeon Woo’s life went very smoothly.
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Jess saw the elves as he entered their village.
They had pale skin and slender bodies, and the women were especially beautiful.
“This world truly is different.”
Even the elementary school age girls had a different level of beauty!
They all looked like actresses, and excelled in all physical aspects, so comparison was not possible.
Dwarf Ned seemed to have no interest inthem, and Herz rolled his eyes, continuing to be an old bachelor.
Rendall could not help but watch the busy elven women as they moved through the village.
“Stop watching them and come over here.”
“Yes.”
Riga entered first to give the elder her greetings in his tree house.
“Come in.”
“Elder its good to see you again. You haven’t changed at all.”
“Although humans live a long time, for elves it is like a short nap. Come, sit down.”
The elven elder invited them to sit down on the flat stone floor.
“Is the business going well? It would be better if you stayed out of dangerous places.”
“Well, I’m worried about some things, but thank you.”
Elves didn’t have bad preconceptions about grave digging.
After you die, you return to the earth, and because their intention of returning to nature, they didn’t understand why others bothered to bury their treasures with them.
So Riga never had to deal with digging up elven graves.
“Do you know about this recent war taking place in the empire?”
“So you already heard through some of your information sources.”
The Gras Empire declared the elves untouchable, so there wouldn’t be friction between them.
Historically elves have been on the sidelines of wars between the kingdoms of men.
“We would like to stay here until the end of the war.”
“When would our friends not be welcome? You can stay here a long time, even forever if you wish. There is a cabin for humans that we have available.”
“Thank you.”
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Finally, even Jess became interested in the flora and fauna surrounding the elven village.
“I guess I’ll have to live here in their forest for a while.”
The large trees and fragrant flowers seemed to stretch towards the sky, not to mention animals such as deer or rabbits freely running around.
Humans living in an elven forest is extremely rare.
The little elven children were interested in the human child, Jess.
[A strange young man.]
[Human child.]
[Is it a human?]
The elves did not have a great interest in the lives of others!
“It’s peaceful and quiet. In the city life was a cla.s.sic hustle and bustle…… I would not be here if it weren’t for the war.”
The war went on, and the rebels had sometimes annihilated entire urban populations.
Listening to the sounds of the birds or when the wind shook the leaves was much better.
Inside the blacksmiths shop Ned had created, he taught Jess how to treat the metal.
Striking the hammer down in front of the forge’s fire was not always easy on the skin.
But the following day Ned taught him some new skills.
“In the future you may find a locked door or box. You don’t know the things I did in my youth and why I appreciate the important things in life. In particular, we dwarves see much trouble….so I’m not going to treat you like a child. Now let’s start teaching you about locks.”
[Lock technology, not even the dwarves have created the best ones in the continent.]
In the Dwarven villages women and children boast the lock technology they cultivated into the padlock, and the men could not enter.
Only when a dwarven male learns about locks inside and out, would he be able to achieve the desire to have a wife and children.
Herz had also continued his lectures into the three basic forms of magic.
“Now that you’re here let’s go into the woods, and I will lecture you about natural elven magic. While humans pour way too much into the practicality of destruction magic, elves maximize the power of nature and also cure negative effects simultaneously. The best thing about elven magic is that you are able to exert a stronger exponential force of power.”
The different kinds of magic also vary depending on the species.
Of course he was only learning the basics of the origin of this worlds magic.
Dark Elf Tess, did not interfere with his training.
The black color of her skin in the Elven Forest made her stick out and yet comfortable as rotting wood.
The dark elves are an internal ethnic division that had been involved with a betrayal in the past.
Such corruption undermined the forest because many elven warriors had lost their lives or were enslaved.
Dark elves found a home with all the criminals of the various races in the continent.
She did not wish to stay under the gaze of the elves, so she had to stay in the woods to train Jess.
“To be here in the elven forest, I’m very fortunate. Is it so much easier to use the breath of the forest here? I’ll savor it so I won’t get worn out. Starting today I will increase the distance even further.”
So much life!
The trees of the forest grew luxuriantly by rocks so there were many obstacles while running.
Trees and flowers that were pa.s.sed by Jess as he drank from the breath of the forest almost seemed to be speaking to him.
“Hi, the sun’s warm this morning.”
“Run carefully, those are where my roots are.”
Jess did not answer back.
No, he could only run harder.
“I’m too slow……I want to go faster.”
He tried not to harm the roots of the trees, even doing his best not to break the delicate flowers.
“My stride is too wobbly. When my body shakes from side to side my balance is broken down!”
How strange it would be to see him running as he nagged about himself.
As he slowed down his speed on the trails Jess did not bother to look at the scenery, because there were complicated changes in his stride.
Jess heard the thins screams of the flowers and seeds in the soil.
Only 7 years old, and yet his skills grew more and more.
From now on, he would begin learning from his father Rendall.
“Did you faithfully learn things from Ned? You don’t have much arm strength, but you’ve trained your whole body by running in the early mornings and evenings. Now lets have you learn about the sword.”
“But I’m barely seven years old?”
“If you’re a man, you need to know how to use a sword naturally. And there isn’t much else for me to do right now, so I’ll teach you archery as well.”