Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection

56  Chapter 56: Mission E (24)

The simple idea that Elsa learns swordsmanship seemed amusing and intriguing to me, but even so, I accept it. I will teach Elsa everything Sir Miguel taught me, but looking at her physique, I am sure that we need to improve it first. It's not very strange to have a magical swordsman; the problem is that being different arts, you need to learn both, making it very challenging. Therefore, it is advisable to focus on a single art, but of course, there are always exceptions. It's somewhat normal to see someone practicing both arts. I plan to learn the art of magic at the academy; that's why I'm sharpening my sword skills first, so that learning magic is not too burdensome. There's also the possibility that the flower Elsa is seeking will help her embark on the path of magic.

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"Elsa, if the flower helps awaken your lineage, are you still sure about learning swordsmanship? As you should already know, learning two arts is difficult," I am curious about her response.

"I am aware of what you are saying, but still, I want to try. And if the flower helps awaken my lineage, I will still learn both arts. And if it doesn't help, I will learn swordsmanship. I don't want to be useless; I want to be someone, I want to be strong. It doesn't matter if it's difficult. Besides, there are people who are masters of both arts, so it's not impossible," she says with a sincere smile.

I nod satisfactorily. It's just as I expected. This girl is incredible. "Alright, but I'll be honest with you. If I see that you don't have talent for the sword, I'll tell you right away."

"Alright, I understand. No problem."

Efforts that don't bear fruit are just a waste of time. Talent is crucial in this world. People trying to climb to the top will always encounter an enormous mountain they can never surpass. Talent does matter.

"Okay, then the first thing we'll do is improve your pathetic physique. Obviously, we won't do it here. First, we have to get to the city. But after taking a break, you know, hehehe."

Elsa rolls her eyes and nods with a neutral expression.

I close my eyes and take a nap.

After some time, I slowly open my eyes, feeling laziness throughout my body. I yawn and stretch my legs and arms.

"Hmmmmmm" Ufff, what a nice feeling and satisfaction it gives to the soul after a good nap. Opening my eyes completely, I find Elsa again using my lap as her first-class pillow. I suppose it's comfortable in some way. Shrugging, I start moving a bit to wake her up slowly.

"Hmm..hmmm.hmmm," strange sounds of agreement. She refuses to lift her head from my lap. I stop moving my leg, and she stops frowning, even putting on a small smile.

"Really, this girl." Now I'm the one rolling my eyes. I better wait for her to wake up on her own.

After about an hour, she begins to move slowly, apparently finally deciding to wake up.

"¡hmmmmmm!" Sitting up, she starts doing small stretches.

"You rested well enough. You know, a few moments ago, you were super comfortable in my lap and didn't want to move," I casually comment.

Elsa, looking at me, says with a smile, "If you already know the answer, why ask?"

I open my mouth in surprise at her unapologetic response. Truthfully, I expect the usual reaction where her cheeks turn red or something.

"Surprised?" The tone of her voice is clearly teasing. She's making fun of me.

Putting on a smile, I reply, "Well, you grow up quickly. I still remember the crying girl from a few hours ago."

Her smile freezes, and her face starts turning red. "That's cheating! It's not fair! Hmph." Crossing her arms, she turns around with her cheeks red and puffed up.

Haha, this is the reaction I expected. That's how I like it.

"Alright, alright, don't get mad. I was just playing with you." Standing up, I flex my muscles and stretch. Sitting for a long time gives cramps.

"It's time to go back. Eating the same food is getting boring, and I'd like to sleep in a comfortable bed, not on the ground like an animal."

Heading towards Elsa, I slightly bow my head and perform a noble salute with one foot behind and the other hand on my chest. "Miss Elsa Frostine, would you honor me with accompanying me on this journey back to the city?"

Feeling amused, Elsa puts on a solemn face and adjusts her posture, clearly emitting her nobility. Her knees bend slightly, and she extends her hands as if wearing a dress. "It would be my pleasure, as a lady, to accompany Mr. Anthony Von Valeriano." Extending her small hand, she places it on mine.

Grabbing her small hand with a bit of force, I adjust my position. "How was my grand performance? Do you think I'm getting better?" I ask with a proud smile.

Putting a finger to her lips with a smile, she says, "The invitation position was terrible, but you have to start somewhere, hehehe."

"You hurt my feelings. I consider myself a great actor. In fact, I think I have talent." Puffing up my chest, I proudly respond.

"Yeah, yeah, in your dreams maybe. But really, no. You should practice a bit."

"Hahaha, if you say so. But changing the subject, we should leave this place. My mana reserves are at their maximum, so we should be fine on the way back."

"I'm also at a hundred percent," says Elsa.

"Then let's start moving. The sooner we do, the faster we'll get there." Starting to walk on the path we came, Elsa stands by my side.

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We walk for a few more days, I suppose. We didn't have any more problems in Zone 2; everything was strangely calm. We reached the border of Zone 1, and of course, I began to look for the clues I left to rediscover the wonderful cave I fell in love with.

After a few minutes, I found the location. It was exactly as I left it. I hid it among the bushes; I didn't want anyone to take away this cave from me. I'm seriously thinking about putting my name on the walls. Entering the interior, it's just like last time. Settling back into my favorite corner, I get comfortable. Elsa starts a fire and roasts some pieces of meat. Quickly, the smell of grilled meat fills the small space we're in. I watch as Elsa adds some spices, seasoning the meat. A rich aroma tickles my nose. My mouth waters. During our journey, we could only eat dried meat. It was complete rubbish. Only when we can be completely sure, we roast the meat like in these moments. Elsa somehow knows how to cook. Her food, I must say, is very good. I guess it's because she's an elf. No, wait, elves shouldn't be vegetarians in the first place.

I got curious, so I decided to

 ask her, "Elsa, this may sound strange, but aren't elves supposed to hate killing animals in nature?"

Elsa, looking at me with judgmental eyes, responds, "Are you racist?"

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Choking on my own saliva, "N-no, not at all. I was just curious."

Still looking at me suspiciously, "Although we are elves, children of nature, we are not strangers to killing animals. Of course, we always apologize when we do it. After all, we take a life that belonged to Mother Nature. It's a form of respect to the animal that gave us food. Although there are some elves who don't practice it and are simply vegetarians. It's totally respectable," Elsa responds, focusing on the soup she's making, stirring in circles.

The smell of food gets stronger. "I understand. What you said was very interesting. Your family isn't vegetarian, right?"

"We are not. The meat of animals with mana is very nutritious and beneficial. It can even help recover mana. Besides, it's too delicious. The buying and selling are very fierce. After all, not every day can you have that kind of meat." After finishing talking, I take out two small bowls, fill them to the brim with the soup she made, and walk towards Elsa quickly. Sitting down, I receive the bowl. The smell of food enters my nostrils directly.

Nodding in approval, I bring it directly to my mouth. The explosion of flavors fills my palate, and right now, I am thankful to God for being alive. Food is one of the best pleasures that can exist. I furrow my brow feeling that my mouth won't receive the great soup. Looking at the bowl, I find it empty. Turning my gaze to the small pot where there was more soup, I approach it and fill it again. Smiling from ear to ear, I start devouring it again. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

After a few minutes being back in my favorite corner, lightly touching my belly, I nod with satisfaction.

"It's good to be alive"

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