Mad Elf's Diary of a Scumbag

Lance thought that the more than ten years of study in his previous life were enough.

I didn’t expect that after coming to this world, I would be able to study for 500 years and still not be able to graduate.

Even then, the teachers praised him as a rare elf genius who only comes across in ten thousand years, and they tried their best to add more subjects to Lance.

After learning swordsmanship, learn bow and arrow, and after learning riding, learn stealth.

There are many kinds of elves' magic, and the singers are divine, animal husbandry and druid.

You must be good at command and diplomacy, and you must learn language and history.

Lance had already learned hemp at that time and was preparing to blow up the academy by exploding crystals.

Fortunately, the lord of the demon world, Satan Lucifer, invaded and beat the humans and orcs into a state of disarray.

As for those hot-tempered dwarves in the West who would rather die than surrender, even their hometowns were raided because they were too close to the gate of the devil world.

Seeing that the continent is about to change hands, the elves who have been shrinking in the south can no longer sit still.

Joined the Alliance of Light and organized an army to launch a war against the demons.

Otherwise, looking at the attitude of those elf teachers, Lance can still learn for another 500 years.

"Learn, learn, learn! Is it worth learning so much?"

"I have been studying for 500 years. In just 20 years, I have forgotten everything. What a waste of time!"

In the Fiery Lips Tavern, Lance shook the red wine in his hand.

With a gentle smile on his face, he walked through the crowd looking for today's target.

The golden eyepatch worn by Lance on his right eye has mysterious patterns engraved on it.

Not only does it not detract from Lance's handsome appearance, but it complements his mysterious and noble temperament.

A well-fitting white priest uniform proves Lance's identity as a respected priest of light.

Although it cannot be hidden from the residents of Glory City, the Glory Day commemorating the victory in the war against demons is coming soon.

This is a great day for the entire continent to celebrate.

A large number of tourists flooded into Glory City, many of whom were ignorant girls with fair skin, beautiful appearance, and long breasts and thighs.

As long as no one exposes it, Lance has a high chance of succeeding.

Soon, a voluptuous figure from behind caught Lance's attention.

She wore a short skirt and bra, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

"Such long legs, wow, this back is so beautiful, it would be a shame not to do cupping!"

"Beauty, drinking alone? Let me buy you a drink."

Lance stood behind her and spoke softly with a magnetic voice.

Her long ears moved, but she didn't look back.

"Elf girls! In fact, the ones I'm best at dealing with are elf girls!"

Lance suppressed his excitement.

On such a festive occasion, this girl in front of me is drinking alone, which is clearly sending the message of 'I am lonely'.

In this case, whoever can strike up a conversation with her will be hers.

Thinking of this, Lance looked around cautiously. It seemed that no one had approached her yet.

Well, the chance of success is very high!

Thinking of this, Lance walked up, stretched out his hand to hold her smooth shoulders, and said affectionately:

"Beauty, are you lonely?"

Hearing his voice, the elf beauty turned her head and looked at Lance with a strange smile on her face.

To say that she was born really beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows, a face like a crescent moon, and a small cherry mouth that looked like she was happy but frowning.

Those green eyes, long brown hair shawl, and skin like mutton-fat white jade, all have four words of peerless appearance.

Due to years of practicing martial arts, the elf beauty has perfect body curves.

Strong and graceful at the same time, she is just like the Valkyrie in the elven legend.

But seeing such a beauty, Lance's face looked like he had seen a ghost!

"Adele, what a coincidence! Hahaha, it's okay, I'm leaving!"

Lance turned around and wanted to run away, but felt a cold feeling on his wrists, and the sharp cuffs were already on his hands.

"It's over, it's over! If you meet your ex-girlfriend in a conversation, you're dead this time!"

Lance felt cold and was about to make up an excuse when Adele sneered:

"Teasing the peace officer and harassing public officials. The evidence is conclusive. Come with me!"

"No, Adele, you listen to me making it up for you, ah! You listen to my explanation!"

"Excuse me! You ruined my vacation! I'm going to make you pay!"

"None of my business!"

As Lance howled, the movement here also attracted the attention of other people in the tavern.

"The figure is as thin as a hemp pole. Only elves would like this figure."

An honest dwarf with a big beard looked at Adele's figure and said with disdain.

"That's right, it's not like the girls from our dwarf tribe. Holding that makes you feel down-to-earth."

There were also two dwarves sitting at this table, arms around each other. One of them had a big beard braided.

He glanced at Lance and said with a weird smile:

"There is no other way. The elves are all short and weak. They can only come here. How can they understand the ancient ways of us dwarves?"

"Short!"

Lance's long ears keenly captured a key message.

He dragged Adele over, pointed at the dwarf's nose and cursed:

"You damn wine barrel dares to engage in racial discrimination in front of me. You are as thick as a barrel but not as tall as a barrel. If you remove your butt, you will only have your waist..."

Lance pointed at his nose and cursed non-stop, and the dwarf's face became increasingly red with anger.

Immediately unable to suppress his violent temper, he picked up his double-edged ax from the storage ring.

"Stop! Private fighting is prohibited in Glory City!"

Adele turned pale, let go of Lance's arm, and took out her saber from the storage ring.

"Second brother, think twice!"

The two dwarves on the side quickly stepped forward to dissuade him. This was the Glory City established by Paladin Liszt.

This symbolizes the victory, glory, freedom and peace of the entire continent.

If the second brother ignored him and killed someone here, then he would have no choice but to wipe his neck and apologize.

The dwarf looked stupid, but he was actually very smart at heart. He just made a weak swing with his axe.

If the stinky elf is scared away, he will put down his ax and laugh at him loudly.

If this elf had the guts to avoid hiding, the ax blade would stop right in front of his chest.

When the time comes, he shouts "What a man!" and the two of them laugh away their grudges, which does not mean they have lost their face.

But what he didn't expect was that Lance actually came over and almost stopped his heart.

Lance did a graceful forward somersault, and the shackles on his hands were accurately struck by the ax blade swung by the dwarf.

Coupled with Lance's own inertia and strength, the handcuffs snapped.

"What an ax!"

Lance landed behind the dwarf and gave him a thumbs up with his back turned.

The dwarf put down his axe, clutching his chest, looking shocked.

"Hahahaha, you silly bitches still want to catch me, maybe in the next life!"

Lance quickly ran towards the door, mocking Adele a few times.

Adele looked at Lance's quickly escaping back, her hands trembling as she picked up the broken handcuffs from the ground.

The handcuffs were broken into pieces so evenly that there was no possibility of repair.

These handcuffs are quite expensive. If they break, she will have to pay for them herself!

"Lance!"

Adele's angry shouts echoed throughout the tavern.

The anger contained in that voice made Lance tremble as he escaped from the tavern.