307 – 295.The only bad elf is a weak elf-4
After lunch at the observatory, Lavender Saint, wiping her mouth with a leaf, made me a suggestion.
“Geonwoo, if it’s okay with you, could you guide us in the afternoon?”
“You mean the map?”
“Yes.”
“I know there will be a separate instructor, so do you mind if I ask why you are recommending it to me?”
“You took down the Hound of Tindalos, something that others couldn’t even dare to do.”
“You must speak accurately. I didn’t knock it down, but I struggled. “Didn’t the saint finish it in the first place?”
“I just stabbed a defenseless opponent with a spear. And the person who neutralized the hunting dog was Geon-woo.”
“That’s right! “My husband is a great warrior who will not be defeated no matter where he is presented to!”
She tried to refuse the leadership role by somehow countering it.
However, as Breeze sided with Saint Lavender along the way, her excuse disappeared.
Her Breeze was acknowledging and praising her, but it was disrespectful for her to continually humble herself.
“There is someone here who is much stronger than me, so why bother me?”
“Even though we may be envious of it, it is not an area we can follow.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
How many people can follow a dragon’s movements, strength, and breathing?
The only characters that came to mind in my head were Bern’s body, which I created, and Kang Jun-hyuk from the novel.
But to elves who had never fought properly, telling them to follow the dragon was just telling them to quit the fight.
It is no different from an act of inconvenience to the dragon who teaches it.
“I understand. “I will help you, even if just a little.”
“Thank you so much!”
“I’ve never taught anyone before, so I’m probably very inexperienced in the teaching part. “Just endure that part.”
“I said this with that in mind, so you don’t have to worry about it. “If anything, you can beat me and be harsh with me!”
Strangely, Saint Lavender’s breathing became heavy at the last word.
Seeing her wishful thinking, Marianne, who had enjoyed playing SM with a squirrel, suddenly flashed in her mind.
Is it possible that saints of all generations have a demonic temperament?
No, maybe Lavender is Marianne’s distant ancestor and inherited her hemp vest.
“I have no intention of hitting you. And, if possible, we will require training at a level that matches your level.”
“Not bad!”
She reacted with a bright smile on the outside, but in reality, there was disappointment in her voice.
I wish I could say just one thing, whether it is good or bad.
The Lavender Saint, who lives with a snake in her heart, has become even more troublesome to deal with as her demonic temperament has been added.
“Since that has been decided, I will be gone for a while.”
“Yes, come back! “I will be watching from here.”
It was the time when I was seeing off Breeze and following the Lavender Saint.
From behind, Breeze’s fingers tapped her shoulder.
I looked back, wondering if I had left something behind, and all I saw was Breeze, who was leaning back and smiling.
Just as I was about to ask if there was anything else to say, an amazing sight unfolded.
Breeze lifts the hem of her skirt with her tail.
The thin straps of black panties were slightly exposed on her pure white legs.
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When I quickly turned my gaze and looked up at Breeze’s face, I saw her standing there, completely different from before.
One thin finger resting on slightly opened bright red lips.
Breeze was smiling lasciviously.
It seemed like I wouldn’t be able to rest until the sun came up tomorrow morning.
***
“For that reason, my name is Geon-Woo Yoon, and I am in charge of being a one-day instructor. “Please feel free to call me Instructor Yoon.”
I went up to the podium at the request of Saint Lavender and had a short self-PR session in front of the female elves who wanted to become warriors.
The reaction was as expected, with everyone whispering and talking without stopping.
‘This is why I said I didn’t want to be an instructor…….’
I don’t think aspiring knights will follow my orders, so what if the human whom the elves hate is their instructor?
There was no way he would obey me obediently.
Even though he was the benefactor who put an end to the crisis in the elf village, it was difficult to gain trust because he did not have a separate relationship.
“Everyone! Since I brought you here at my own request, I hope you will refrain from doing anything that would cause trouble. Moreover, haven’t some of you seen the instructor’s magnificence in person?”
“You certainly did not back down and fought bravely against that hideous-looking monster.”
“Unlike the woman I was with, I wasn’t able to defeat it.”
“But our men were completely frozen and couldn’t move. “I guess it’s much better than that.”
“No matter what, I still feel reluctant to receive guidance from humans… ….”
My evaluation was going up and down in real time.
While it is infinitely shabby compared to Breeze, it is evaluated as slightly better than male elves.
In my heart, I wanted to criticize Breeze, saying that his true identity is a dragon, so how can he compare him?
However, since it was decided to hide it from everyone except Saint Lavender, she had to keep her itchy mouth shut.
“Didn’t I just tell you to be polite?”
Plapdeuk!
As a saint of the forest, the Lavender saint was stroking the branches of her young tree, but she suddenly and mercilessly broke them.
At that sight, the murmur subsided and soon became quiet.
It was such a powerful action that it even left me speechless.
When I stayed quiet like that, she blushed slightly, probably because she thought I had acted too recklessly.
“Hmm! Anyway, as an elf who loves nature and peace, I have to act gracefully.”
“Yeah, that’s right!”
“Our thoughts were short-lived!”
It felt like I was reluctantly responding and laughing at a joke told by a high-ranking person.
Both Saint Lavender and her elves who followed her seemed to be going through a lot of hardships.
“So, Instructor Yoon? Please help guide our training during the afternoon!”
“Oh, I understand.”
“Oh, I’m an instructor, so please speak comfortably. And I hope no one gives me any favors just because I am a saint!”
“If that’s what you want…. “There’s nothing I can’t do.”
“Very good! So what should we do first?”
I didn’t answer right away but thought about it carefully.
Endurance training was sufficient as I ran around all morning to the point of exhaustion.
Rather than making them run until the afternoon, it would be better to teach them a different training method.
But I was very worried about whether I should tell him that directly or not.
“Instructor Yoon?”
“Well, there are many shortcomings in holding a weapon right now, so the best training method in this case is iron training.”
“Metal quality? “What is that?”
“What is it? “Let’s start by strengthening the upper body muscles, step by step.”
In the end, I decided to teach them a forbidden skill that could change elf society.
Except for Marianne, my future self has never been connected to an elf.
Even more so, if Marianne had not awakened the power of the Earth Mother, she would have been a true and pretty woman.
There was no damage to me at all, so I only feel sorry for the elf men who have to deal with muscle women in the future.
‘It’s just retribution. If they had thrown away their trivial vanity and fought like warriors from the beginning, women would have never had to carry weapons, right?’
I shifted all responsibility to other places and led the female warriors.
Unfortunately, there was no exercise equipment such as dumbbells or weights in the elf forest.
Unlike dwarves, elves were a race that rarely used minerals except for weaponry.
‘But there is nothing that cannot create a replacement.’
I cut down the trunk of a log that looked reasonably thick and heavy with a single knife.
As the neatly cut log fell, the elves’ brows furrowed as well.
It seems that the sudden destruction of the environment was very unpleasant.
“I’m dying from the stinging gaze. “It was all done with meaning, so stop staring at me.”
“It’s unpleasant. “What meaning does cutting down a tree have?”
“It just looks like humans carelessly damaging nature, right?”
“You guys also cut down trees to build furniture and houses, right?”
“We plant more trees than that every year. And the trees for logging are grown separately and cared for with love!”
“The trees we cut are a blessing from the earth, but humans destroy the forest by cutting down trees indiscriminately!”
It’s not wrong, but it sounded a bit like a joke.
If you look closely, you will find that in addition to elves, there are also humans who plant trees.
I hope we can get rid of the stereotype that only elves plant trees.
“Then it just worked out! “The tree I cut down now will bestow grace on you, not me.”
“The log you cut down gives us grace?”
“Okay. Are you curious? “You will find out soon.”
Saint Lavender ordered her elves to line up in a line.
In the meantime, I trimmed the logs neatly and created certain standards.
He picked up the finished product and carefully placed it on the elves’ shoulders.
“From now on, take turns carrying logs to and from the village!”
“Yes… ?”
“Was it difficult for you to understand what I said? To explain it simply, lift the log you are carrying on your left shoulder, then lift it to your right shoulder, and then lift it again to your left shoulder. “It takes turns like that.”
“Well, is that training?”
“After all, it is both training and grace! “That log will train your meager muscles!”
The faces of the elves who were directly carrying the weight of the log became contemplative.
If I don’t do my best, it’s too much of a burden.
Because the weight was borne by several people, the training was not impossible.
However, if the sum is not right, the center of gravity will shift to one side and it will be difficult.
It was the perfect training to develop not only muscle strength but also their team spirit.
“For your information, if I think it’s too late, I won’t hesitate to whip you. “You’d better be prepared.”
I pulled out a long tree vine nearby and swung it around.
The vine, which moved brilliantly like a snake, swung at the ground and created clear marks.
What was unexpected was that it was a vine that could easily be used as a weapon.
“Um… ?”
After sending off the elves carrying the logs, I turned my back to the gaze that was so hot that it stung the back of my head.
The identity of the gaze was that of a squirrel, which was looking at me and the vines alternately with its eyes shining on the tree.
I felt a familiar yet strange fate from this guy.