Friday morning.
[Due to personal reasons of the professor, this class is temporarily canceled. Please collect assignments from the teaching assistant.]
The students: “Oh, no homework.”
Sitting in the Elf Index classroom, the students, who had been idly waiting for Professor Kotifen’s arrival, saw the teaching assistant Cielciel walk in and write these words on the blackboard.
Skipping the first class was one thing, but to cancel the second one entirely…
Even though the girl doubted: ‘Is this really okay? Is this acceptable?’ But what could she do?
:
But if things continued like this, Professor Kotifen would probably be kicked out of this academy very soon, and the connection she had finally established with Kotifen would quickly vanish.
Erika was in a major predicament!
It seemed she could only bet her life on that thesis paper.
Thinking this, she lazily stood up from her seat and walked out of the classroom, casually striking up a conversation with Cielciel beside her.
“Cielciel, how have you been lately? Are you doing alright on the Ark?”
Thus, Cielciel, like a convict who had been holding back a bellyful of words for a long time, desperately eager to talk to someone, began to pour out her grievances.
“Comrade…! The class system here… is an utterly detestable social structure for our elven race…! Dividing people into ranks, fostering discrimination and prejudice… This is intolerable…!”
Naturally, Cielciel was a revolutionary succubus who yearned for an equal world. For someone like her, the Ranking Sequence System implemented on this Ark was undoubtedly just a terrifying and nauseating product of arrogance.
Still, it felt incredibly uncomfortable no matter what, this place…
“So, what’s the deal with this way of speaking as if you’ve changed your language system?”
“This is the latest popular way of speaking among elves…! To participate in the Elven Night, everyone must speak in an elven style…!”
“Really? But you don’t need to be so formal with me, just speak normally. If you keep talking like that, I’ll want to blast you with the Scarlet Devil Mansion’s Explosive Magic.”
“But…”
“But what?”
“But I can’t go back to my original tone…! I’ve completely forgotten how to speak normally…! I can’t help but talk like this…!”
A layer of mist covered Cielciel’s pink eyes, tears gradually welling up.
Erika: “…”
Oh no, this one here really seems like she went to the Scarlet Devil Mansion for training.
Isn’t this just like in anime where characters have to add suffixes like ‘desu’ to their speech?
Though she didn’t know the specifics, that ridiculous, chuunibyou-like tone seemed to have become fixed, turning into a verbal tic. ‘Then again, who in their right mind would consciously talk like that?’
Speaking of which, the ‘Elven Night’ repeatedly mentioned by Cielciel was a topic that piqued Erika’s interest quite a bit.
“What is the Elven Night?”
“Every Friday night…! The elves hold a secret activity in a secret underground base that only members of the elven race can attend…! And they even sell the secret treasures of the Demon King Noelle there…!”
“Really? King Solomon’s treasure?”
Erika’s half-elf ears perked up. Having personally experienced the miraculous spells Kingfisher Perching Branch and Serafina, as well as the Status Bar, she understood just how precious the legacy and secret treasures of King Noelle were.
But according to her memory, tonight should be the opening ceremony for that group called Silver Wing…
If she attended the Elven Night, she naturally couldn’t attend the Mithril League’s opening ceremony; conversely, if she attended the opening ceremony, she couldn’t attend the hard-to-refuse Elven Night.
Which side should she go to?
You already have the answer, don’t you, Erika.
“Where is this Elven Night activity held?”
“In the Central Building…! Although it’s a very secretive and mysterious elven-only venue, comrade is a half-elf… As long as you go there, you’ll definitely find the location…!”
Elven Night, a fairy crashing the party.
Anyway, she didn’t know what she would do at the Mithril League’s opening ceremony. She was full of thoughts about obtaining a Gold or even Platinum Badge as soon as possible, so she didn’t feel any sense of belonging to a Mithril Rank organization.
She needed to raise her ranking quickly so she could attend classes with Evelyn and keep a close eye on that villainess Great Lady, right? The only worry was that not attending the opening ceremony might have some negative repercussions, like being called unsociable, which could lead to many disadvantages in her future academy life.
“Hmm.”
Nevertheless, the Elven Night and Solomon’s secret treasure were far more attractive to the girl.
……
Finally, evening arrived. Erika went with Cielciel, who had finished work, to the Central Building, which was said to host the Elven Night activity.
Since she had passed by this place before when going to Miss Carol’s infirmary, finding the building wasn’t difficult now. The problem was how to enter that mysterious gathering place.
“Wah wah, everyone, come see this wonderful Elven Night…!”
As the two girls searched their way towards the Central Building, there were already some cute little girls who looked only middle-school age handing out flyers to people.
“Everyone, come participate in the mysterious and wonderful gathering that only the elven race can enter!”
There were too many things wrong with that sentence, so Erika simply chose to ignore it.
Behind these energetic little girls was a huge signboard—[The fantasy-filled activity ‘Elven Night’ is being held in the Underground Meeting Room! (Third-Floor Auditorium)]
They’re promoting it so openly, where’s the mystery?
And it’s supposedly the high-class Underground Meeting Room, but the actual venue is just the third-floor auditorium.
Erika felt like she was about to suffocate from holding back her thoughts.
Although she already knew the elven race was a group of eccentric and strange beings, seeing all this before her, the girl couldn’t help but seriously consider whether turning around to attend the Mithril League’s opening ceremony was the right choice.
It seemed she wouldn’t be late if she went now, she could still make the opening.
Should she go back……
“Comrade, let’s hurry…! I heard they’re giving out buffet vouchers to participants today…! This is a rare chance to eat your fill…!”
Urged on by Secretary Official Cielciel, the girl had to head towards the third floor with a somewhat lifeless expression, where the ‘Underground Meeting Room’ hosting the ‘secret meeting’ was located.
As soon as she arrived at the entrance to the third-floor auditorium, what greeted her eyes was an entrance with a large banner reading “Elven Night.”
Standing under the banner was a blue-haired girl wearing a feathered mask, which immediately steered this event towards a masquerade ball direction, didn’t it…
The girl was dressed in a gorgeous cloak, but the body beneath the cloak was as immature and flat as that of a middle-school girl in her second year of puberty.
Probably because she was an elf.
Fairies… are a bit better, right?