Chapter 141 - The Elf Girl and the Wolf Girl

  Nathan Evenhart:

  " What do you think you're doing?!" a voice suddenly shouted, interrupting me.

  I looked around and realized I wasn’t alone. A door in the back was slightly ajar, and that’s where the voice had e from. I turned and saw a very beautiful elf girl. She had blonde hair and blue eyes that matched her light blue dress. The expression on her face clearly showed her distent.

  "I’m just looking at the sword," I responded, not uanding the reason for her outburst.

  "Are you crazy? Those swords beloo the knights who fouhe city. They’re a historical artifact!" she excimed.

  Quickly, I removed my hands from the sword, surprised by her rea.

  "Is it a crime to touch these swords?" I asked, genuinely curious.

  "No..." she murmured, looking away with a bit of embarrassment.

  I gnced back at the sword, trying to sense any mana, but there was nothing special about it.

  It's just a regur sword.

  "Then why ’t I touch it?" I asked, still fused.

  Suddenly, a ugh echoed through the room, and anirl appeared from a side room. She had wolf ears and a fident posture. It was clear she was a demi-human.

  "I got scolded by this stuck-up too," the wolf girl said, ughing. "I found out she wants to be an archaeologist and hates it when people mess with these little swords."

  The blourned red instantly.

  "I told you not to tell anyone!" she shouted, embarrassed and irritated.

  The wolf girl just ughed louder.

  "So that’s why?" I asked, surprised by the expnation.

  The elf puffed out her chest, trying to maintain some dignity despite the situation.

  "These swords are dispyed out in the hall during the ceremony to honor the knights who fouhis pce, as a tribute to them and the new geion of students. The ones here were left to honor us," she expined proudly.

  I was impressed by the historical importahat came with them.

  "You’re pretty smart," I said, giving the elf girl a pyful look, while the wolf girl let out a loud ugh.

  "You just don’t wao start telling you the history of every name on the sword. She’ll turn into a parrot and op," the wolf girl joked, stepping closer to me.

  The blonde elf began to pin, clearly annoyed by the ent, but the demi-human girl ignored her and approached me with a mischievous grin on her face.

  "I’m Thyra," she said, extending her hand fidently.

  "o meet you, Nathan," I replied, shaking her hand. However, as soon as I did, I felt the pressure of her grip increasing.

  She’s strong…

  Thyra began squeezing my hand with surprising iy, and I could feel my fingers silently protesting.

  'Bzzzt!' A blue spark ran through my hand.

  "Hey! What was that!?" Thyra quickly let go of my hand, shaking hers in the air as if trying to shake off the pain. "I just wao give you the ‘Thyra baptism!’" she said, ughing but clearly intrigued by what had just happened.

  The blonde elf walked up, rolling her eyes.

  "She does this to everyone she meets. She’s crazy," the elf said, clearly used to Thyra’s antics.

  Thyra tio stare at my hand, curious.

  "How did you do that?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with i.

  I raised my hand a a few sparks run along my fingers.

  "You shocked me?!" Thyra shouted, surprised. "That power is badass!"

  The blonde elf eyed me more closely.

  "Thunder element? That expins why you were chosen. It's pretty rare for someoo have that element," she murmured, watg the sparks dance ay hand.

  I looked around and noticed there resentative from each ra the room, likely the most talented from their respective exams.

  "o meet you, I’m Syvis," said the elf, now friendlier, extending her hand for a handshake.

  I greeted her, and suddenly, the door swung open.

  A wolf-woman with ach walked in, radiating an aura of authority.

  "Aunt! Finally, you’re here! I want to get back to training already," Thyra said, excited.

  The wolf-woman sighed.

  "You o get through the ceremony without pining," the woman with the eyepatch said, giving Thyra a firm look.

  Thyra slumped into her seat, grumbling and muttering under her breath.

  "Director Victoria, are you here to give us the speech?" Syvis asked curiously.

  "Me? You think I’d waste my time on that? Hahaha," Victoria ughed nontly. "Someone else will e and hand you a script with what you o say. Don’t worry, you just have to read it, no memorizing required."

  "Then why are you here?" Syvis asked, fused.

  The wolf-woman walked up to me, her steps steady, and pced a hand on my shoulder. She was a bit taller than me, and her pats on the back were s they felt more like sps.

  "I came to che this little guy," she said, still ughing.

  I was surprised.

  She came to see me? What for?

  "Nathan Evenhart, I’m the Director of this academy, and for a time, I was the master of a famous high elf named Adrihna… ever heard of her?" she asked, still ughing. "I know about your special case... or at least part of it, which Adrihna told me. There's an opportunity for you, and I want to hear your answer. You either give the speech as an honorary student, or you pass your spot to someone else. What do you say?"

  Finally, a ce to get out of this speech! I had tried to dee before, but both my aunt and Adrihna told me it wouldn’t look good. Now, here was my opportunity.

  "What do you mean, pass it to someone else? That’s absurd!" Syvis asked, clearly offended.

  "I’ll pass my spot," I said without hesitation.

  Victoria clicked her tongue, disappointed.

  "I wao annoy that woman more..." the direuttered. "All sorted. I’ll inform the event administration."

  Before I could say anything else, Syvis stepped in front of us, looking surprised by my decision.

  "Yiving up this opportunity? Every year, three students are chosen, and their names are recorded forever in this school’s history. This has been a tradition for turies, sis founding. Are you really going to do that?" Syvis asked, clearly incredulous.

  "I am," I answered, feeling a genuine sense of relief.

  The blonde elf froze, her face showing plete fusion.

  "He's crazy... He's crazy..." she muttered, seemingly uo believe what she was hearing.

  "Hahahaha," the directhed, spping my back with enough force that I felt it all the way through. At that moment, it became clear that she and Thyra were definitely reted — both had that same rough, eic demeanor.

  Maybe Chloe’s a demi-human too? Sometimes she’s as rough as a monster. I ughed to myself at the thought.

  "The be of meeting the monarchs will remain, don't worry," said the director as she left the room.

  I'd be happier if I could avoid this too. I'm not at all ied in seeing that human king. But at least I mao avoid drawing attention.

  "I couldn’t care less about meeting those idiots. The only one I’d be happy to see is the queen of my kingdom," said Thyra casually.

  "Hey!" Syvis shouted, clearly offended.

  "Sorry, but we demi-humans respect the top of our own hierarchy more. The Beast Queen earns our respect through her power and strength," Thyra expined, shrugging.

  So, it’s true. I had studied that the demi-human kingdom is ruled by a powerful woman, a lioness.