9 Elvish Hospitality

Author's Note: I got two comments about what to do. From Halonfox, they said "Kill the filthy long ears." Which I didn't even give as an option. Marff_Marrf however did the exact opposite and listed a bunch of benefits of siding with the elves.

Since they was the only note worthy comment, we're going with their choice.

Now back to the actual story :P

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"A work mutual relationship?" I asked while raising my eyebrow.

"Well you see it's quite simple. I am willing to enroll you in our teachings of enchantments and other stuff so that you could use them to improve upon your ability to do so. The price for this however will be that you will have to be on our side if we ever need something enchanted and such. Do you agree?"

I contemplated everything I could get from this and everything I could also loose from it.

On one side, if I agreed and sided with the elves, I might be able to trade with the elves, learn proper enchanting, and more training with the Bow. Maybe Another class with beast taming or something like that? After all, who doesn't want a pet for fluff and cuteness?

On the other side, by siding with the elves, it might limit my options to other available things and might tie me into things that I don't want to deal with by being with the elves.

While thinking all this, the guy who originally asked me the question just stared at me while I stood still and staring off into the distance for a straight minute just thinking about this. He eventually cleared his throat and asked me again whether or not I was willing to learn stuff.

This time instead of contemplating it for another minute, I just instantly agreed while thinking mentally, 'Welp, I hope this doesn't blow up in my face!'

The guys face grew a giant grin that looked slightly sadistic.

"That is great to hear." He then snapped his fingers and two more elves walked through the door. Though they appeared frail and skinny from the way they looked, they were easily able to grab my naked body and hoist me into the air like a flag.

"W-Wait!" By the time I stuttered this out, they were already making their way to the door. "CAN I AT LEAST HAVE SOME CLOTHING!?"

There was no reply as the one elf just continued to stay in the room and wave politely at me as I was carried off somewhere.

It took around 10 minutes of me being constantly carried and being thrown around until I was gently laid down on the floor. I laid there unmoving for a solid minute just trying to not throw up.

After that minute, I got off the ground and started looking around where I was. The place I was placed was a small room with a bed, closet, desk, and a smaller room in the corner for the bathroom.

First thing I did was go straight for the closet to see if they had any clothing for me to wear. As soon as I opened it, I saw the most glorious sight before me.

Inside the closet, there was a dozen or so outfits there all folded up neatly and ready to be worn. I took one out of the closet and put it on as quickly as I humanly could.

The new clothing was very comfy and felt as if I was wearing a very soft set of silk or something. I moved around and started doing some exercises in the clothing to see how flexible and how well I could move in them in case I ever got into a fight while wearing them.

Not surprisingly they were all I expected and more. It seemed to flow with me as I moved and when I did some jumping in my room, I made barely and noise an the clothing didn't get in my way at all.

After testing all this out for 10 ish minutes, a knock was heard on the one door (No not the bathroom).

I stopped what I was doing and went to the door and opened it. Upon opening it, a elf with both arms behind her back walked straight into my room and once in the center, turned around to me and gave me a paper that she kept behind her, and stayed silent after that.

Looking down at the paper just handed to me, I saw a bunch of scribbles that I had no clue how to read. I tried deciphering it to the best of my abilities but couldn't.

"Is there a translation to this or-" Before I finished speaking, the elf quickly reached out and flipped the paper. "Oh... My bad."

On the translated side was a... Class schedule to put it simply. As I started reading the translated side, my brain slowly started connecting two and two together about the connections between elvish and english (or whatever language I was reading).

[Thanks to your {Adaptation} and High Intelligence, you've been able to decipher and learn the Elvish Language!]

'Nice.'

I flipped it back over and attempted to read the Elvish again. This time, I started reading it as easily as I read the stuff on the back. All it really felt like now that I knew it was as if I was reading it with a different type of font. In the back of my head, when I thought about speaking Elvish, it came to me that if I attempted to speak as if I had a accent, I would speak Elvish.

Anyways, minding how I now viewed Elvish, the class schedule went like this.

Class 1. Enchanting

Class 2. Archery

Class 3. Nature Harmony

Class 4. Magic 101

And finally, everyones most favorite class in existence...

World History

Just kidding!~

We all know that history is the worst class of all of them.

Looking away from my paper, I looked back up the the elf who was still in the center of my room... Prison?

Anyways, I wanted to know the times and such for everything and how I was going to be living now that I was with the elves. She looked at me with a bit of annoyance in her eyes before she closed them, took a deep breath in, opened them, and started explaining everything.

"So everyday in the morning, a elf will be assigned to wake you up, feed you, and make sure that everything about is prepared to go to your classes which will be around 45 minutes each and at these classes you will be learning about each subjects history, origin, and how to properly use the it in everyday life meaning you'll be able to use this knowledge to help us in the future when we require your measly presence and support in whatever the elder decides because we do not know for what reason he decided to accept a measly human like you in the village." She said very quickly and bitchily.

I just started at her while nodding every now and then while she was saying this to make it seem as if I understood what she was saying.

When she finally finished, I mentally let out a sight of relief.

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'I will call you... Mrs. Bitchy Elf for being very rude