Another world, I have an elf magician

From the day I was knocked down by Napier, I deeply understood the meaning of strength.

As long as you work hard to become stronger, you can do whatever you want and protect the people you want to protect.

True happiness often requires going through trials and pains, while short-term happiness will only make you addicted and unable to extricate yourself.

So I started rigorous training.

Aaron, as my coach, has always pushed me forward.

I learned swordsmanship from him and exercised my body. Regardless of wind or rain, I always persisted with my faith.

Whenever I feel like I can't hold on any longer, I will take out the wooden board with Lilith's name engraved on it.

Although there is only one corner, it is still charred from burning, but it is her tombstone, the only thing worth missing.

If I was strong enough, how could Lilith die in front of me?

I felt deeply guilty and sad, and at the same time I felt resentment from the bottom of my heart towards the woman who killed Lilith.

One day, I will help Lilith take revenge and kill that woman with my own hands.

She should also belong to the group looking for the Lord of the Rings.

Aaron said that there are countless people who want to get the Lord of the Rings, and the boss also said that for thousands of years, there have been countless disputes caused by the Lord of the Rings.

I may... no, I will definitely meet her in the future.

Therefore, I have to work harder to improve my own strength.

After half a year of rigorous training, my swordsmanship level has successfully reached the "Rain" level.

Although it was just a beginner, it was appreciated by Aaron.

He said that it took him about a year to reach this level, but with some opportunities later, his cultivation speed increased.

He clearly said that my swordsmanship talent is better than his.

I guessed that these were probably words of encouragement.

Because it only took him two years to reach the advanced level in swordsmanship.

How could I possibly compare or compare myself to him?

Regarding the cultivation aspect, I think the boss’s contribution is also part of it.

During the past six months, he had been in seclusion, quietly sensing the traces of the Lord of the Rings.

The drop of blood essence he gave me more than a year ago has had a remarkable effect.

My physique is obviously much stronger, and my appetite is much larger. I feel full of strength, and my chest muscles can move.

It's just a pity that my height is still about 1.7 meters. Standing next to big sisters like Freya and Anna, I feel a little inferior.

"Clang, clang!"

The sound of iron swords clashing.

Aaron in front of me launched a fierce attack on me.

His sword was as sharp as the wind, and the speed was too fast for me to withstand.

It was raining lightly in the sky, and I could clearly see with my eyes that his sword blade quickly passed through the raindrops, made a gap, passed through the rain curtain, and reached my face.

I defended according to the moves he taught me, swung the sword flower, and formed a rapidly rotating shield in front of me.

This move was indeed effective. Aaron's sword was faster than mine, but he couldn't break through my defense. He could kill me with one move. He could only fight back and forth in a roundabout way, trying to break my defense and expose my flaws.

At close range, if I am careless, it will undoubtedly be a great opportunity for Aaron, a speed-style swordsman whose essence is speed, to defeat me.

I learned his rhythm and followed his moves, the blade sparking as it rubbed against the air and rain.

Just as I was about to throw a sword towards him, he made an exaggerated and large-scale flash upward at a faster speed.

There was a strong force on my wrist, and I immediately realized something was wrong.

Just now, he swung his sword and hit the tip of my sword accurately, and the arc of the swing formed a lever for my sword.

The tip of the sword serves as the force-bearing point, which will transmit the force to the maximum extent to the wrist holding the sword.

The sword in my hand was knocked out of my hand, and I subconsciously reached out to pick it up. A shimmering iron sword appeared in front of my neck, stopping my downward movement.

"You lost." Aaron said with a hint of pride.

I rolled my eyes, stood up, and looked at him who was sheathing his sword, "Didn't you agree to fight me despite your level?"

Aaron touched his nose and said, "It's hard to say. After you learn to ride a bicycle, will you go back to being unable to ride a bicycle before?"

"Oh, what a shame. You are a whole level above me. It's no big deal if you win." I said unhappily.

Aaron smiled lightly, "Haha, I understand what you mean.

It's just that the strong and the weak are in a complementary relationship. Without the people at the bottom, how can the top show their superiority? "

"Well, indeed, it's just like everyone in a class can get 100 points on the test. No one is the best in terms of grades. There are always a few outstanding students who will be assigned to other classes."

I agreed with the other person's statement and nodded in agreement.

"The training was pretty good this time. You are making rapid progress. We will practice while taking risks later." Aaron patted my shoulder lightly, picked up the sword on the ground, and handed it to me.

"time to eat!"

Anna's voice came from far away.

I was practicing in a small square, so I rushed over with Aaron.

I have been practicing swordsmanship all afternoon and my body is very hot.

He simply went shirtless and planned to go back to the room and take a shower before going to the living room to have dinner.

While passing through the corridor, I saw Hattori Gozo and Freya walking out of the room together.

Hattori Gozo's walking posture was very proud, and Freya followed him with a smile on her face.

When Freya passed by me, she squeezed the muscles on my arm with envious eyes.

I ignored her and went back to the room to take a shower and then went to the living room to eat.

After dinner, the boss called everyone for an opening meeting.

He successfully escaped from seclusion and sensed traces of the remaining magic rings.

The Lord of the Rings can sense each other, but the farther away they are, the weaker this feeling becomes.

The boss can sense their general position and tell us the location.

For the rest, we, the Lord of the Rings owners, have to look for it carefully.

Each of us was given a map and assigned different tasks.

Aaron and I were in a group, and we had to go to the locations marked on our respective maps in order to find the Lord of the Rings hidden there.

The journey is long, but we have made preparations a few days in advance and can pack up and leave tonight.

The meeting ended and I went back to my room to rest.

Looking at the magic ring on my thumb, I fell into deep thought.

I put it on my forehead, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed my eyes, and let my soul enter the spiritual space inside.

Surrounded by glaciers and white snow, it was snowing, but I couldn't feel its coldness.

Here is the ruins of a castle that has been abandoned for a long time, standing among the glaciers.

Climbing up the coast, I climbed over the rugged glacier, found the entrance to the castle, and jumped in.

Like the previous times, the place still looked very desolate and dilapidated. The castle was so empty that you could hear footsteps while walking.

There is an ice crystal above the steps.

There is a petite girl sitting on the throne frozen inside the ice crystal.

She seemed to be an elf, with long pointed ears, short snow-white hair, and only a white floral skirt with a waistcoat and backless look.

I stood quietly in front of her, watching her through the ice wall.

"What should I do to wake you up?"