(Warning: The author tends to be verbose. Please consume accordingly.)
Sunlight filtered through intricately carved gilded-wood windows, casting warm beams into the opulent room where tea fragrance lingered, making the table gleam with a golden luster.
Gold-veined wood and gilded wood, both kinds of wood with extremely high density and magical essence content, when used for construction, never worry about insect infestation or mold. Like their origin—the land of the elves—they can last for millennia, even ten thousand years. Thus, these woods are also called ‘eternal woods.’
Only the long-lived and noble, elegant elf race could carve such intricate and supernatural patterns on the eternal wood.
The black-haired human boy stood in front of a table that was certainly worth more than his life, his gaze slightly lowered, his expression serious, and his clenched fists revealing that he was not feeling particularly relaxed at the moment.
“Could you please repeat that?” The human boy’s voice was a bit raspy, with a hint of struggle in his low tone.
“Didn’t hear me? Let me repeat it then. Mr. Dillin, you have been expelled from Coleman Academy.”The man behind the desk maintained a composed face, arms crossed, appearing bored as he casually delivered the words that might as well be Dillin’s d*ath sentence.
“Why?” After a long while, Dillin raised his head, his eyes, now grey-tinted, showed no confusion or bewilderment. Apparently, he already knew the reason for his expulsion.
He just wanted to d*e in the clear.
“Why? I thought I made myself quite clear, Mr. Dillin. As a divine son, your talent is neither up to par nor up to standard.”
“So?”
“Your team has abandoned you, which is the best proof.”
“I’m not asking about that, Mr. Fland.” The human boy, named Dillin, shook his head.
“Could you please tell me which rule of Coleman Academy have I violated? Or is there any rule explicitly stating that a student can be expelled for the vague reason of ‘insufficient talent’?”
“There isn’t one, but it was bound to happen sooner or later.” The man sitting in the chair made of eternal wood ignored Dillin’s resentful glare and said indifferently.
“Sooner or later??…”
“Mr. Dillin, in a month, it will be the Crown Cup for new students in Coleman Academy, and the last ten teams will be asked to leave the academy. You know that, right?” Fland seemed to be growing impatient with Dillin’s questions.
In his mind, he didn’t see the need to spend too much time on this talentless and lowly human.
You’re expelled, you’re expelled. Just pack up your things and get lost. Don’t continue to embarrass yourself here.
“But that’s a month away. And how can you be sure I will be one of the last ten?”
“I’m sure, Mr. Dillin, and I’m also certain that within this month, you won’t be able to find any teammates. By then, you’ll have no choice but to participate in the Crown Cup alone,” Fland said with a smile.
“A team with only one completely useless divine son who can’t fight will not only guarantee you one of the last ten spots but will likely get the ‘honorable’ last place.”
Dillin silently stared at the handsome man dressed in a stylish blue suit with a red tie sitting before him. The slightly pointed ears revealed his identity—an elf.
Long-lived, beautiful, noble, elegant, with a profound cultural background, and favored by divine authority, these words are often used to describe elves. Of course, these prefixes also include ‘haughty’.
Fland stroked his beard.
Pure-blooded elves don’t have beards, Fland was just a half-elf.
“Mr. Dillin, sometimes being absolutely worthless is not a sin, but daydreaming and reaching for the moon will only get yourself in trouble,” said Fland as he looked at the human boy, a trace of mockery and coldness creeping into his eyes.
What an audacity for a human of lowly birth to dare to court the princess of the moon elves! Hmph, doesn’t know who founded Coleman Academy, and doesn’t even realize what kind of person he is by peeing on himself to look in the mirror?
Fland was full of disdain in his heart.
It is fitting for him to be sanctioned by the moon elf elder who’s the principal of Coleman Academy.
“Was it you pulling the strings behind the scenes to make my teammates leave my team?” Dillin raised his eyes, calmly staring at Fland.
“Mr. Dillin, food can be eaten carelessly, but words can’t. Do you have any evidence for what you’re saying?” Fland returned with an elegant smile as if this whole incident was just Dillin making a fuss.
“Your teammates simply have better options and no longer need to team up with you, this cripple divine son who only drags them down. What does that have to do with me?” Fland laughed.
“After all, Coleman Academy doesn’t lack talented divine sons. Don’t think too highly of yourself, Mr. Dillin.”
If you know what’s good for you, scram.
“I don’t think that’s your call.” After a moment’s thought, Dillin said expressionlessly.
“Whether I’m in the bottom ten or not should wait till after a month. If you want to expel me now, please present the special expulsion documents from the principal himself.”
“………… Mr. Dillin, don’t be ungrateful,” Fland narrowed those splendid eyes inherited from his elven mother.
“You’re the ungrateful one, Mr. Fland,” Dillin enunciated each word, astonishing all present by saying, “Just a dog, and you think you can do the master’s job?”
“To expel me now is your personal decision, right? The one backing you is afraid to bypass the rules of the academy, but you decide to overstep and try to expel me. Are you better than your master? Would those pointy-eared ones be very happy?”
“You?!” Fland’s eyes widened, completely not expecting that Dillin would dare talk back at him like this. After a while, he finally recovered and shouted in anger.
“Dillin! Do you know who you’re talking to??”
“Ho, indeed, humans of low birth are certainly uncultivated and disrespectful to teachers!” Fland sneered.
“Lowly humans are far better than someone who doesn’t even know who their father is,” Dillin grinned.
“You! Exactly who are you referring to with those words?!” Fland’s nose was practically out of joint in his outrage.
“Don’t start associating yourself with accusations, Mr. Fland. Do you enjoy picking up insults, or do you think this person I’m referring to must be you?” Dillin couldn’t help but laugh.
“Since we’re already talking about this, let me say a bit more, Mr. Fland. Isn’t it tiring, serving others like a dog? Those pointy-eared ones might not even consider you, a half-elf, their kinsman. In their eyes…”
“Half-elves, belong in the same category as the ‘lowly humans’ you mentioned,” Dillin sniggered, pointing at Fland’s nose.
“Dillin—”
“One word, Mr. Fland. If you want to bypass the rules of the academy and expel me now, show me the documents. Otherwise, go crying to those stuck-up pointy-eared ones, telling them I bullied you and ask them to take your side to expel me.”
“I wonder if they would side with someone like you, a half-elf?” After enjoying the ‘magnificent’ expression on Fland’s face, Dillin turned around unhurriedly and walked out, leaving gracefully.
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When bad luck comes knocking, even water can cause trouble.
Dillin sat on a swing in the academy park, gazing at the unfamiliar sky with some bitterness.
He didn’t belong to this world. Like many protagonists in crossover novels, he was a穿越er.
However, as a穿越er, he was the bottom tier. He truly embarrassed all the other穿越ers.
He had no association with those things like cheat systems or lucky opportunities.
When others crossed over, they usually came with a system, and as soon as they arrived, they could hear a voice in their heads like “Drip! System binding successful” with seamless integration and binding.
Him? He didn’t even get a hair on his body when he came through.
In fact, he literally didn’t receive any clothing either; it was stolen by a speeding truck!
An accident had turned Earth’s Lin Di into Dillin.
At the time, had it not been for a kind old abbot of a monastery picking him up when he was nearly freezing and starving to d*ath, this journey might have ended before it even began.
Having lived in the monastery for a few years, Dillin awoke as an adult to the talent of a divine son, managing to enroll in Coleman Academy.
He thought that at least he could enter the ranks of the “promising,” but life decided to play another not-so-small joke on him.
This all started a month ago, when he saved the silver-haired little girl during a trip outside the academy…
“That’s not Lady Aistride?!”
“Aistride? That elf lady??”
“What lady? She’s the eldest daughter of the Moon Elf King, the current Crown Princess of the Elf Forest!”
“The ‘Silver Moon of Oreniman’?”
“Where, where? Let me see!”
While Dillin was leaning back in his chair lost in thought, the tranquil little park erupted like the sea with thousands of waves caused by chattering voices.
Dillin didn’t rush forward with the other students who were swarming.
At the mention of ‘Aistride,’ he froze, his expression complex as he looked at the tightly packed crowd.
When the security dispersed the crowd, he saw the familiar silver-haired elf girl.
With hair as radiant and bright as a silver moon on a clear night, a light, elegant body, and an ethereal beauty that outshone all others, the silver-haired elf girl was the very embodiment of beauty. Added to this were her slightly swaying, extraordinary size ‘chickens’ that perfectly matched her graceful pace.
Today, she wore the uniform of the academy—white blouse with a red bow, navy-blue pleated skirt, black just-above-the-knee sheer stockings, and stylish student shoes, creating the tantalizing visual of an “absolute realm.”
This was the usual school uniform for female students of Coleman Academy, but on her, it appeared regal and elegant like a princess gown with fish-tail style.
Aistride Oreniman, the eldest daughter of the Moon Elf King, who, by birthright, possessed the purest and brightest bloodline of the moon elves, and a talent that was unprecedented for a thousand years, was respectfully called the ‘Holy Maiden’ by the elf clan.
Thanks to her extended lifespan as a moon elf, everyone believed she would become the only divine maiden to achieve semi-divinity in this century, with potential accomplishments even surpassing the famous Elf Divine Warrior.
Staring at the Aistride embraced like the moon among the stars, Dillin eventually turned his gaze away.
Her heart-stopping beauty was something that couldn’t be forgotten once seen.
The Elf Princess Aistride, was practically the dream lover of all young noble men on this continent—not just the Coleman Academy. Every inch of her skin, every strand of her hair, was perfectly aligned with the aesthetics of the masses.
Not just men, Dillin had heard rumors that several female students had turned into circles just from a single glance at Aistride, and perhaps the princess didn’t even know.
Human hearts have an innate yearning for beautiful things, and Aistride’s ‘destructive power’ was something no one could resist, and Dillin was of course not an exception.
How could someone like him, a rookie, resist such a scene? Saying he wasn’t touched at all was a lie. When he first met Aistride, his behavior wasn’t much different from the other fanboys who wanted to become tengu.
But now, everything was clear.
Dillin realized he and she were from different worlds, even different dimensions, like a star and a speck on the ground.
Daydreaming was enough.
Turning back, he stole one last look at Aistride.
Who would have thought that a month ago, she was a little girl who only came up to his waist?
When a divine maiden awakens her ‘divine authority,’ it’s called ‘divine transformation,’ after which her appearance undergoes a great change.
In just one night, she transformed from a pure and adorable loli into a charming maiden that captivated all. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Dillin probably wouldn’t have believed it.
Dillin shook his head.
A month ago, he had saved a silver-haired little girl in the suburbs. That girl turned out to be Aistride, but back then, she hadn’t yet awakened her divine authority, she was frail and small, a loli that didn’t even reach his waist.
Dillin didn’t think much about it at the time. The night he saved her happened to be a full moon night. The next morning, when he woke up, seeing the breathtaking elf maiden sleeping on the same bed as him nearly made him fall off the chair.
Afterwards, Aistride joined Dillin’s group, and until recently, Dillin remained completely unaware of her identity.
Then, the incident just now in the dean’s office occurred.
It seemed that because he and Aistride were getting too close, those who didn’t like the idea must have thought he had inappropriate thoughts about her.
To completely eliminate any possibility of this, they were determined to prevent him, this lowly human who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, from getting his hands on the Holy Maiden of their moon elf clan. Thus, the principal decided to ‘warn’ this foolish boy to stop having inappropriate thoughts about Aistride.
Yup, it was merely a warning. The next morning, Dillin learned that his two teammates had already quit, and Aistride was no longer to be seen. It wasn’t until yesterday, when the half-elf counselor approached him, that he finally understood what had happened.
The principal merely wanted to warn, but this ambitious half-elf director took it upon himself to try to expel him, trying too eagerly to show loyalty to his master.
This was d*mn unlucky.
But to be honest, objectively speaking, the principal’s warning was indeed necessary.
Elves are known for their pride, but their greatest characteristic besides haughtiness is their fidelity—true love champions who the minotaurs fear.
To defend and prove their chastity, they are willing to sacrifice themselves to prove their innocence.
Elves, especially elf women, will only fall in love with one person in their lifetime.
They don’t fall in love easily, because if they do, they are in love forever. If that person leaves before she does, she will become a widow for life.
Thus, when necessary, one must be decisive. It’s crucial to cut off any vague emotions before they blossom because it might be very hard to sever the connection later.
At first, Dillin indeed had ill feelings towards the principal after learning it was all his doing.
But upon reflection, he let it go.
Consider it from their perspective; who would want a wild pig coming in and ruining their tender cabbage?
Moreover, he was just a human. Forget about other things, his lifespan didn’t even match Aistride’s.
High elves like moon elves can live for five thousand years, whereas he? Probably wouldn’t even reach a hundred before kicking the bucket.
Even if they were to be together in some far-fetched scenario, it would mean ruining her life, forcing her to be a widow for five thousand years. Who the hell does he think he is? Thinking he’s so great?
Taking into account the Elves’ extremely low birth rate, after calming down for a moment, Dillin felt he had made the right decision.
It was destined to end in tragedy. Why start if it is meant to end like this?
However, although Dillin understood this, he still didn’t have a good impression of those snobbish elves.
Elves are kind, but their kindness is extended to their own race, not outsiders.
Though it might sound extreme, in elves’ eyes, humans might not even be considered ‘people,’ from their treatment of half-elves, it could be seen.
Dillin stood up and left.
It would be better if he and Aistride didn’t meet. Otherwise, it would be awkward for both of them.
He was only a divine son whose talent just barely passed the qualifying line, whereas Aistride was the divine maiden everyone looked up to, shining brightly like a star.
She deserved someone more talented.
What Dillin didn’t notice was that in the midst of the adoring crowd, the silver-haired elf girl glanced towards the distance. When she saw Dillin’s retreating back, her agile eyes lit up with a hint of curiosity. She subconsciously opened her mouth to say something, but eventually closed it, saying nothing.
She was drowned in the noisy praises, parting ways with the young man.
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