Sidestory: Male Elf's POV
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Day 61 Sidestory: Male Elf's POV
The amount of Experience Values required to Level Up differs largely between species, but the fact that these cases are few and far between is a trait shared between all of them, as despite reaching Level "100" most are unable to Rank Up.
I had little knowledge on goblins and didn't know anything more than this about them because I thought of them as just some weak ugly creatures until recently, but even with my limited knowledge, I can affirm with confidence that what I mentioned before about their Ranking Up probability is true.
And the stronger the species, the less the number of those who can fulfill the requirements to Rank Up. Due to such harsh requirements, those who can Rank Up into Dragonewts, Lords, and Midians appear only as one in ten thousand.
However, what happened in the group led by the black ogre that captured and enslaved us can only be described as impossible, they Ranked Up in bulk last night.
The [ Dhampir - Variant ] possessing beauty that overshadows even elves'. The [ Half-Earth Lord ] possessing a heroic, warm spirit. The [ Half-Blood Lord ] hiding the bloody madness leaking out from her body. And many goblins who Ranked Up into hobgoblins.
This kind of thing should have been impossible. It utterly defies common sense, something impossible to happen. If it had been this easy for non-humans to Rank Up, the detestable humans would have been chased to the corners of the continent by now, and they wouldn't be living leisurely like they are now.
This is probably what I would have thought if this happened a few days ago, but at this point it’s not much of a surprise anymore.
That's because the common sense I cultivated while living in the forest for a long time has already been shattered into pieces.
After we were caught, I started feeling a very strong libido that I had never felt before. Adorning earrings or opening holes in our ears is a severe taboo for elves, but after many approaches were used against us we were cornered with no other choice but to don the ear cuffs.
Forced into training harsh enough to make all our efforts up until now seem like child’s play, we were not even allowed to pass out.
Being faced with massive stress, as well the shock from encountering the unknown has brought upon us changes that elves who usually spend their long lives leisurely don't face.
I had to abandon my common sense, otherwise it would have costed me my sanity, after I abandoned my common sense, my mentality changed completely and I became capable of maintaining my composure in the midst of the abnormal events happening in this group.
Well then, for today’s training, we fought black skeleton knights that the black ogre - renamed from Goburou to Ogarou - summoned.
At first, I underestimated it, that's because even though it was a skeleton knight and seemed stronger than a normal skeleton, it was still a skeleton. Another reason was because my equipment consisted of a Mithril short sword that is effective against undeads which skeletons are grouped under, and a light but sturdy round shield, in addition to the confidence I have in my training until this point.
I thought that if even only one attack lands, I would be able to easily win after it weakens due to the effects Mithril inflicts on undead. But contrary to my expectations, I ultimately lost.
I certainly am not inferior in terms of skills, but I lost against the black skeleton knight in terms of stamina.
I should've ended the fight before it turned into an endurance battle, but the black skeleton knight’s capabilities exceeded my expectations, and although I did not receive any damage, I couldn't land an attack either.
After I lost, although I felt frustrated, I felt somewhat refreshed too. It was the first time that I felt refreshed like this.
Somewhere in my heart, I thought that such a life is unexpectedly not that bad.
Because I've already put the ear cuffs on, I can never meet my family and friends again, even if I do, I will not get accepted in the village anyways, but I don’t feel something like despair anymore. Rather, I held a different sort of emotion. Perhaps the change in me, despite my disinterest for the outside world up until now, has something to do with this.
What I'm sure of is that this group is definitely abnormal.
Wondering what would happen to us from now on, feeling both eagerness and anxiety, I decided to continue living my life here.