The Arcane Archer's
Elvish Hospitality's

"Relaborative relations?" I asked while raising my eyebrows.

"Well, you see it's pretty simple. I am willing to enroll you in our teachings on charm and other things so that you can use them to improve your ability to do so. The price for this however is that you should be on our side if we need something enchanted and such. Do you agree? "

I contemplated all I could get out of this and all that I could get out of it.

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

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

While thinking about all this, the man who originally asked the question only looked at me while I stood still and gazed into the distance for one consecutive minute just thinking about this. He finally cleared his throat and asked me again if I wanted to study or not.

This time instead of pondering about it for a moment longer, I immediately agreed while thinking mentally, 'Welp, I hope this doesn't explode in my face!'

The faces of those people revealed a giant grin that looked a little sadistic.

"That's good to hear." He then flicked his finger and two more elves walked through the door. Even though they looked fragile and thin from their appearance, they could easily grab onto my bare body and lift me up into the air like a flag.

"Wait-wait!" By the time I stammered this, they were already walking to the door. "CAN I at least have some clothes !?"

There was no answer as the elf just continued to stay in the room and waved politely to me as I was taken somewhere.

It took me about 10 minutes to be constantly carried and thrown until I lay gently on the floor. I lay there motionless for a minute, just trying not to vomit.

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

The first thing I did was go straight to the closet to see if they had any clothes for me to wear. As soon as I opened it, I saw the noblest sight in front of me.

Inside the closet, there were a dozen clothes there all folded neatly and ready to wear. I took one from the closet and put it on as quickly as possible.

The new outfit was very comfortable and felt as if I was wearing a very soft silk set or something. I moved around and started doing some exercises in the clothes to see how flexible and how well I could move in them if I ever fought while wearing them.

No wonder they were all I expected and more. It seemed to flow with me as I moved and as I made several jumps in my room, I made barely and the sounds and clothes did not hinder me at all.

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

I stopped what I was doing and went to the door and opened it. After opening it, the elf with both hands behind her back walked straight to my room and once in the middle, turned to me and gave me a paper she had stored behind her, and stay quiet after that.

Staring at the paper that had just been handed to me, I saw many scribbles that I did not know how to read. I tried to decipher it to the best of my ability but couldn't.

On the translated side is ... Schedule classes to make it simpler. As I began to read the translated side, my brain slowly began to connect the two and two together about the relationship between fairies and English (or whatever language I read).

[Thanks to {Adaptas} and Your High Intelligence, you can decipher and learn Fairy Language!]

'Good.'

I turned it around and tried to read Elvis again. This time, I started reading it as easily as I read the stuff in the back. All of it really feels like now because I know it as if I was reading it with a different type of font. At the back of my head, when I thought about speaking Fairy, I realized that if I tried to speak as if I had an accent, I would speak Fairy.

By the way, considering how I now look at Elvis, the class schedule goes like this.

Class 1s. Enthrall

Class 2. Archery

Class 3. Natural Harmony

Class 4. Magic 101

And finally, everyone's most favorite class there is ...

World history

Just kidding! ~

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

Turning my gaze away from my paper, I looked back at the fairy who was still in the middle of my room ... In jail?

By the way, I want to know the time and such for everything and how I will live now because I am with the elves. He looked at me with a hint of annoyance in his eyes before he closed it, took a deep breath, opened it, and began to explain everything.

"So every day in the morning, an elf will be assigned to wake you up, feed you, feed you, and make sure that everything about being prepared to go to your class will each be about 45 minutes and in these classes you will learn about each of the subjects of history, origins, and history, and how to use it correctly in everyday life which means you will be able to use this knowledge to help us in the future when we need your presence and support very little in what even that was decided by the elder because we don't know for what reason he decided to accept a very small human like you in the village. " He said very quickly and politely.

I had just started at him while nodding occasionally as he said this to make it as if I understood what he was saying.

When he finally finished, I mentally let go of the relief.

"I'll call you ... Lady Bitchy Elf for being so rude