Passion and struggle can be contagious.
"Can’t hear you! Louder!"
"Yes, Lord Shami! I’ll always follow your orders!"
"Good! Very spirited!"
This is the only school among the Elf Race, occupying a vast area where all newborns of the Elf Race study.
The Elf School includes five colleges: Elementary Academy; Middle Academy; Advanced Academy; Research Academy; Top-level Academy.
Elementary Academy primarily caters to Elf Race children under the age of 30.
Middle Academy develops Elf Race youths in their budding stage, aged 31 to 75.
Advanced Academy nurtures Elf Race youth aged 76 to 100 who are nearing adulthood.
If one starts from elementary school, to graduate from the Top-level Academy, it takes about one hundred and fifty years.
However, many elves only need to complete the first three schools before they can leave school to seek the life they desire.
If they believe their knowledge reserve is insufficient, they can always choose to repeat from the academy they graduated from.
Lureya is currently a third-year freshman at the Advanced Academy.
Carrying her luggage in hand, Lureya skillfully entered the campus, tidied up her dorm, and slowly walked back to class.
On the way, she looked at the ring on her hand; the Elf Maiden sneaked into a corner, gently rubbed the ring, placed the ring to her small mouth, and whispered.
"Hey, hey, hey, Shami, can you hear me?"
As her voice fell, the ring showed no reaction.
Lureya stood quietly for a while, disappointedly lowering her hand.
At that moment, a voice came from the ring, and Lureya quickly raised her left hand to her mouth, her eyes darting around in confusion.
"Well, nothing really, just wanted to let you know I’ve returned to school. Normally, there’s a ’let you know I’m safe’ part, right."
Shami’s voice came from the ring, and the Elf Maiden’s mood instantly brightened, spinning around in excitement.
"Although you won’t be able to see me in the short term, this kind of instant communication seems nice. I can also manage to make time to chat with you every day."
The Elf Maiden squatted down and spoke quietly to her left hand.
"By the way, you didn’t contact me personally yesterday. Did you go out for a late-night snack with Lina and Saili? Actually, Shami, I think you should let them go to improve themselves, instead of always having them around."
"Lureya, you’ve grown up, understanding how to consider others. Actually, after you left, they also left the village."
Shami explained the situation clearly.
The Elf Maiden’s mood improved even more.
"Now you’re really pitiful, no cute girls around you. If you’re bored, chatting with me anytime is no problem."
The Elf Maiden frowned.
Seemed to notice Shami’s answer being somewhat perfunctory.
"Niu Niu, go and spar with the cake ball."
"Wait! What are you doing, Shami! Why is it that after just one day apart, I can’t understand your words?"
In the Maple Forest Clearing, while chatting with Lureya, Shami who was guiding the Pink Minotaur in its battle with the Slime, wanted to see the Minotaur’s true strength, shifted focus to the Elf Maiden.
"Oh. You mean Niu Niu? The Minotaur creature I resurrected yesterday."
"Don’t give it such ambiguous names! At least be a bit serious! ’Niu Niu’ makes the Elf Maiden misinterpret it instantly!"
"Not talking about this. By the way, Lureya, have you seen my underwear?"
The Elf Maiden’s small face showed a guilty expression.
It’s currently hanging on her balcony at home.
"Where could it be? There’s no reason someone would steal the villagers’ underwear, right? It’s four pairs."
"But if it’s gone, so be it. I have other things to do now. I’ll contact you later."
The Elf Maiden disconnected the ring communication and walked halfway, smelling a strong sense of crisis, and shouted.
"Why four pairs! I only took one!"
Shami looked at the Maple Forest Clearing and noticed the Pink Minotaur glowing with a faint pink light, its strength rising rapidly.
"Lord Shami, you’re chatting with Miss Lureya, right? Just thinking about these things makes me excited as a whole bull!"