121~Chieftain’s Command
“The lifespan of a human is less than a hundred years, which is less than one-fiftieth that of an elf. Yes, that is the truth.”
“But is it really an error that needs to be corrected when an elf falls in love with a human? I can’t agree with that notion. Every love is sacred. You often say that loving a human leads to enduring pain throughout a long life, that’s true, but this is a rational consideration. After all, neither humans nor elves are purely rational beings.” Tillysha lifted her gaze to level with Didelai.
“To say the least, for the sake of love, both parties should abandon the prejudice and estrangement of their races and chase each other. This is flawless, pure love. And it’s the kind of love elves deserve.”
“Of course, this is a mutual process of commitment. The efforts from either side alone will not suffice.”
“And that’s my take on love.”
In response to Tillysha’s words, Didelai found himself at a loss for any rebuttal.
“Moreover, the relationship between me and Mr. Dillin isn’t as you might think.” Tillysha added.
Even though from an outsider’s view, an unescorted man and woman are a volatile mix, Tillysha knows herself well — she is quite incapable of feeling for Dillin in that way, and the reverse holds equally true.
“How can I fall in love with myself? If she has feelings for Tillysha, that’s hard, isn’t it?”
“Since Your Highness has said so………..” Didelai shook his head.
Tillysha is a Gold Elf, with a special status, and one shouldn’t interfere too much in others’ choices and freedom; otherwise, it would seem like manipulation or teaching someone how to act, repeating the mistake made four hundred years ago.
“Though I don’t support your choice, I respect your decision.”
“Wow………” Hearing this, Litte seemed slightly disgruntled, muttering something under her breath, which Tillysha didn’t pay much attention to.
Having no further persuasion or authority to persuade, Didelai decided to leave it at that.
Thus, the tea party at the Tower of Sages ended. As they parted ways, Didelai looked deeply into Tillysha’s eyes, as if placing all his expectations on her — the Gold Elf who had only resurfaced after four hundred years.
“By the way, this is your reward and one of the privileges of being the champion. It should have been presented at the awarding ceremony, but I’ve brought it to you earlier. Litte, His Highness may have trouble finding the way, so you’ll guide him there.”
“Of course, leave it to me!” Hearing her name called, Litte immediately stepped out, nodding eagerly.
Reward and privilege?
Confused about what it could be, Tillysha saw Didelai wave his wand, and a golden light shimmered like a falling feather, softly landing in Tillysha’s hand.
This was a black crystal card inscribed with the name “Tillysha” in Drill Crystal lettering, even written in Elven language.
“This is your official Academy ID card. As a champion, your ID card is unique, crafted from Black曜 materials through alchemical cutting techniques. It also serves as the key to the Crown Mansion, the exclusive residence of every generation’s champion, standing independently outside the academy’s residential area and located in the central district.” Didelai smiled.
“I thank you.” Tillysha bowed slightly.
“That is Your Highness’s privilege as the champion, not me showing favoritism. No need to thank me.” Didelai sensed that Tillysha still harbored a bit of estrangement toward the Moon Elves, but this didn’t matter much. He didn’t expect their relationship to improve overnight.
Patience, something the elves have in abundance.
“Additionally, the crown jewel as part of your champion’s reward isn’t just for looks. It’s a superior material for crafting, and you can consult the academy’s top craftsmen, who can forge a suitable weapon for you.”
“Understood, thank you, Elder Didelai.”
“Ah, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to find me.”
After leaving the Tower of Sages, under Litte’s guidance, Tillysha walked while pondering many questions, feeling that the mysteries she had to resolve in her mind were accumulating. However, Litte was still full of energy, chirping like a magpie beside her nonstop.
“Highness, Highness, if you ever get bullied, don’t hesitate to tell me!” After hearing Tillysha’s remarks at the Tower of Sages, Litte found no point to argue against but kept raising her own huge fists along the way.
“If anyone dares to bully you and you’re too proper to handle it, I’ll fix them for you. No good will come to them for sure!”
“Oy! Whoever tries something on your Highness deserves something worse from me!” Saying this, Litte performed a provocative kick into the air as if that invisible figure ahead was someone she couldn’t tolerate.
Tillysha sighed inwardly, mindful that she must avoid Litte’s sudden attacks when she’s in her ‘Dillin’ state, otherwise she’d really end up a woman forever.
As to the ‘someone would bully you’, this ‘someone’, of course, went without saying.
Since just now, Litte indirectly criticized someone without naming them outright, but every word was about the same someone.
“Well, you don’t need to keep demonstrating, there’s no one who would dare.”
“Not necessarily, what if that bad guy misuses your Highness’s good feelings, making inappropriate moves?”
“Where did you learn such things?” Tillysha, amused yet bemused, leaned and gently poked Litte’s little head with her delicate hand.
“You already know all this at such a young age. Did you do some dedicated research?”
“W, what? I did not! Aren’t these normal physiological knowledge?” Gradually, Litte’s voice got quieter as they continued down this path.
On their way, they laughed and talked. In no time, they reached their destination.
“Here we are, Highness. This is the Crown Mansion.” Pointing to the exquisite palace ahead surrounded by garden landscapes, Litte enthusiastically introduced it.
“The Crown Mansion is located in the central area of the academy, close to the lecture hall, shopping street, entertainment street, training field, etc. It’s extremely convenient to walk just a few steps out.”
“The interior facilities are incredibly luxurious. Each room is complete with a private bathroom and alchemy room, plus basements and warehouses. The garden requires no maintenance, for the academy’s gardeners will regularly tidy it up. There are professional inspections of the machinery once every three months to ensure everything works properly. Numerous bedrooms have elegant swan velvet beds and golden brocade carpets promising the utmost comfort!”
“There is also a well-stocked library with fiction collections, scientific books, essays, entertainment magazines, all available—”
Seeing Litte tirelessly promoting the advantages of the mansion, Tillysha couldn’t help but associate her with a certain misleading profession from her past life: a property agent.
“You can now swipe your ID card to open the door. Unveiling the mansion door, befitting the Uncrowned King, has a ritualistic quality, right?”
“Using the ID card to unlock the door, hmm?” Tillysha recalled using a card in her past life. Could there be any similarities?
Noticing the silver archway’s side with a black groove, Tillysha instinctively slid her ID card into it.
“Identity verified.” A cold mechanical voice followed, and the gate responded, opening both outward and revealing a picturesque scene accompanied by a fresh floral fragrance.
Tillysha, with her graceful strides and Litte following closely, entered the radiant garden mansion.
“Isn’t this mansion too big?”
“Not at all. To accommodate such a noble elf princess as you, it’s the honor of this mansion. Otherwise, saying it bluntly, only Your Highness deserves it. If others lived here, the mansion would lose its value.”
Even indoors, Litte kept throwing veiled jabs at Dillin, much to her own satisfaction.
Using the ID card to open the door, the mansion had excellent lighting, no shadowy corners, making the interior bright and resplendent during the day. The arrangements were tidy and the house meticulously clean, as if it was always well-maintained.
“The first floor contains the living room, dining room, and kitchen. The kitchen has an enchanted freezer fully stocked with ingredients. On the second floor, there is a tearoom, leisure room, large library, alchemy room, and enchantment room with plenty of enchantment and alchemy materials. On the third floor are the bedrooms, and both the second and third floors have balconies. The restrooms are located on both sides,” Litte introduced.
“Litte, you seem to be well-versed in the layout here.”
“Of course, since this house is built according to the traditional layout of elven architecture; the basic structure is largely the same.”
“Your Highness can start residing here today.”
“Oh, and of course, there is a certain unspeakable thing,” Litte’s sweet smile suddenly vanished and turned into one of disdain.
What on earth was this unspeakable thing……….
After sitting down and drinking tea with Litte, who seemed to have other errands, she left first.
With the door closed, Tillysha went to one of the third-floor bedrooms, let out a breath, and gently removed the golden chrysanthemum hairpin from her hair.
The elegant young girl adorned with butterflies and shining brilliantly vanished. In her place stood a young man with a slightly fatigued expression.
Though it felt natural while being Tillysha, she couldn’t help but feel weary sometimes.
As books say, maintaining grace was extremely exhausting, especially for an ordinary human like Dillin. He found it much easier to be himself as Dillin, where he could forego grace and propriety, letting himself relax completely.
Pulling up a round wooden stool to sit down, looking around at his surroundings, he was overcome with a sense of gratitude.
Just a month ago, he wouldn’t have dreamed of himself winning the Crown Cup championship.
However……..
A nagging flaw in the situation was that he was currently wearing Tillysha’s school uniform, making it particularly…..
But that wasn’t really where his focus was right now.
Seated on the stool, he activated the storage function of the golden chrysanthemum hairpin.
Even though he had indulged in some slowness after the competition ended, he never forgot one thing.
His gaze fell to the ‘Missions’ section, and the completed icon behind the mission to win the Crown Cup championship.
Just a quick tap and the rewards were deposited.
“Congratulations on completing your first limited-time mission. 50 chips have been added to your account balance.”
Looking at the newly flush account balance, Dillin had never felt this rich before.
Limited UP, Spirit Enhancement Potion.
With more chips on hand, Dillin’s self-confidence seemed to increase as well.
Rubbing his hands, he thought it could bring him good fortune. The moment he touched the extraction button, a peculiar feeling surged—he likened his current state to his past life when he was about to deploy the hoarded goods from his storage.
Reaching the quota would need around 130 draws at minimum, clearly beyond the capacity of his current balance.
Gazing at the glistening potion icon on the screen, Dillin felt his heart racing.
Fifty draws, it should work! He might hit it in a single draw.
Dillin initiated a ten-draw draw, and inside the sachet, a deep purple glow appeared.
Well, first round ten-draws, missing it is normal.
Let’s see what we’ve got…..
Five High Intensity Elixirs, Thousand Handed Bodhisattva, pretty good. Three Thunder Alchemy Pots, pretty good. One Frost Kiss, pretty good. Sticky Napalm, jackpot…..!
Overall, not a bad ten-draws. No problem, consider this warm-up. The second ten-draws will be the key!
Dillin rubbed his hands again, blew on his fingers, and initiated the second ten-draws.
……..Is my eyesight acting up or am I seeing things? Is this golden light somehow whiter?
Looking at the interface of the golden chrysanthemum pin full of bright white intensity potions, Dillin’s face turned rigid, slowly freezing.
Ah, ah…..
It’s fine, not a big deal. Thirty draws still left. No rush, just twenty…..
Then……..
The blue light shooting from the golden chrysanthemum pin reflected onto Dillin’s expressionless face, creating an eerie beauty.
How, how can it be?
Why all flashbangs and grenades?
Unbelievable, am I bringing bad luck from my home world here?
Looking at the startling number 23 of chips left, Dillin felt an ominous chill down his spine.
These fifty chips were hard-earned. If they all go without a good result, this whole thing would be for naught…..
A flicker of hesitation showed in his mind, and his shaking fingers started chanting “Amitofu,” gently touching the ten-draws key, then immediately covering his eyes.
Not looking, as long as I don’t see, the results haven’t shown yet, a hit is still possible!
d*mn, if only we could use SL techniques now.
“……” Slowly uncovering his palms, the dazzling white light illuminated Dillin’s face white.
More flash grenades and some random white alchemy materials and magic materials.
Plop! Dillin fell backward onto the bed in a disheveled manner, dizziness overwhelming him.
This gift of fifty consecutive draws from completing limited-time missions was about to end in complete failure…..
I thought changing worlds would change my luck. But no, look where my grandfather’s tribal spear has ended up in a completely different dimension……
The gap between hope and despair made Dillin too petrified to continue.
This is different from that 648 RMB back home—no option to go hardcore.
Please, a miracle! A miracle for the tribal chief who has eaten guaranteed base stats all his life!
The bag shook again as the button was pressed, but the azure glow bursting out from the cloth bag completely erased any hope Dillin had………….
