"No! Elly!" I watched in anger and self-blame as the girl in front of me was pierced by countless sword blades through her delicate body.
If... if I could have told that person earlier, if I had realized sooner that this was actually the ultimate trap, maybe this wouldn't have happened...
Elly gave a tragically beautiful smile, then her bright eyes dimmed, her head drooped powerlessly, followed by a chill on her neck. I watched the scene in front of me inexplicably intensify, then plunged into darkness.
"Do you wish to be reborn?" A voice came from the darkness.
I sneered: "Huh, reborn? What good is rebirth? I can't even protect my own love, what's the point of me being reborn?"
"To save her." The voice uttered four words in an emotionless tone.
My eyes widened in disbelief, then I burst into laughter: "Hahaha... So, are you a god? Then why didn't you come earlier? Why didn't you save us sooner?
We regarded you as the true God, prayed to you sincerely, built countless temples for you, let you enjoy the incense of the world, yet you only speak these words after my death?!"
"....." The voice fell silent, and after a moment spoke with a slightly melancholic tone: "You're wrong... It's not that I won't save, but that I can't.... And only a certain person can save her, no one else can."
"If that's the case, then let's do it, make me reborn, don't dawdle." I spoke unceremoniously to the "god", this was what it owed me, owed all of us.
".....Such arrogance and rudeness, it's time to curb your arrogance." After the voice spoke, I felt my body undergo a change, a terrifying sensation.
"Hey, what are you doing, give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back—!" I felt a contraction in my lower body, the object symbolizing masculinity shrunk rapidly, and after a moment, I couldn't feel it anymore.
Then came an itchy sensation on my neck, my nails gradually lengthened, and my chest felt unbearably heavy.
"Bang—" A white light suddenly hit my face, blinding me, and after a moment, I groggily opened my eyes, looking around.
This was a forest, with towering trees, lush branches and leaves, and countless small animals swiftly moving through the forest above.
I also saw a little squirrel, holding a pine cone and nibbling on it. It seemed to notice me, gave me a dumbfounded look, then scurried away through the branches.
I was stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook my head. Although I wasn't handsome, I was quite charming. It's normal for people to stand and watch, but for animals to be scared away.
"Rustle rustle..." I heard the sound of flowing water behind me, feeling thirsty, I stepped out of the forest. Habitually, I moved my ears, huh? Something seemed off.
I tried moving my ears again, and sure enough, the sounds around me became much clearer—the wind, the water, the fish swimming, even the rustling of the leaves.
I widened my eyes and reached for my ears, only to feel a pair of long, soft flesh, probably about ten centimeters long. Then I looked at my hands.
I noticed something unusual. They were much smaller than I remembered, with skin smooth as water, tender and peach-colored. My fingers were long and fair, with greenish nail polish shining on them.
Startled, a bad premonition surged to my mind. I immediately ran to the river, then using the reflection in the water, I saw my appearance.
It was an incredibly dreamy face, with a long oval shape, plump and sexy cherry lips, eyebrows like crescent moons above the eyes, a pair of green, sparkling big eyes, looking tender and innocent.
Her two ears, like little rabbits, were still fluttering. She also had a head of emerald green long hair. I looked at the reflection in the water and was intoxicated: "Who is this? How can she be so beautiful?"
I was startled when I spoke, my voice was clear and ethereal, delicate to the extreme, like a dreamy elf wandering through the forest.
I looked at my clothes, I was wearing a green open-chest jacket, with a white shirt inside, and two green flower bracelets on my wrists.
I wore a short green floral skirt that barely reached my thighs, my legs were long and slender, crystal clear, wrapped in green knee-high socks.
I wore a pair of brown boots up to my heels, the outfit looked cute and pure, matching my appearance like a fairy.
However, I didn't look happy at all. I touched the two moderately sized lumps on my chest and let out a roar: "Ah— you !@$!$!@!@#!—I swear by you@!%!@%!@!"
Unfortunately, my roar was only slightly heavier than my usual voice, making it sound even more embarrassing.
"This god, you shrunk my dragon root, and even turned me into this! I was once a great general, respected by thousands, a towering figure, now this is a disgrace—a disgrace—!" I let out another roar.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" A female elf, dressed similarly to me, appeared in front of me. Her clothes were just like mine, but her chest seemed much more magnificent, and her face much more charming and beautiful.
Her emerald green long hair was as smooth and flowing as mine, but she had tied it into a super long ponytail that reached her serpentine waist.
She also held a green longbow, with a quiver on her back containing more than ten arrows, but she didn't draw her bow at me.
"I...I..." I didn't know how to answer, as I was also confused, and I felt all my strength had vanished, leaving only past experience and instinct.
She was holding a weapon in her hand, so I didn't dare to make a rash move.
She glanced at my dry lips, then at the river behind me, and put away her bow. Then she grabbed my hand and walked straight into the forest: "Don't drink water here, the hunters have been active lately, it's dangerous for you."
"Ah? Hunters?" I was a bit panicked as she held my smooth, slippery hand.
"Ugh, several of our sisters have been captured by them lately, it's terrible! The elders are angry and have even petitioned the queen, saying that we need to teach the humans a lesson, but the queen refuses, fearing deeper retaliation from the humans.
The elders are resentful, but they dare not disobey. I'm afraid if this continues, something bad will happen, so it's better not to go out recently." Although she spoke angrily, there was more helplessness and fear
in her voice.
I broke free from her hand, filled with righteous indignation: "That's not right! If people don't offend me, I won't offend them, but if they do, I'll fight back! We shouldn't be silent, without a bloody lesson, humans won't stop."
She looked at me in surprise, then smiled charmingly: "I thought all the young girls in the clan were too naive about the world.
I didn't expect... Which area are you from? What's your name? I haven't seen you before?" She looked puzzled, as if searching her memory.
I was startled, what should I call myself? I hadn't thought about it yet, and I couldn't just use my old name to fool her. Her puzzled look deepened, almost turning into a killing intent.
In desperation, I blurted out: "My name is Metis, Metis Vahaito. Maybe it's because my area is remote and I rarely come out, so you haven't seen me."
She tilted her head and raised an eyebrow at me, then relaxed: "I'm Melia, a B-level combat elf, you can call me Mel."
"Ah, what a coincidence, we both have 'Mel' in our names. Nice to meet you, Mel—" I said in a cute tone, startling even myself.
(From here the story shifts to a third-person perspective and will no longer use first-person.)
"For the sake of life, I really don't care about my face." Metis sighed in her heart.
"Huh?" Melia looked puzzled.
Metis suddenly realized something: "Ah, I was asking if there are any plums to eat here, I'm so thirsty." Metis said with an adorable and mischievous smile to Melia.
Melia smiled, shook her head helplessly: "Still a little girl after all." She thought, then reached for Metis's hand again and started walking.
Suddenly, the sound of an arrow piercing the air came "whoosh—", the arrow with its deadly sound aimed at Metis. Metis, with her rich battlefield experience, heard it as soon as it was fired.
She instinctively dodged, but this dodge caused the arrow, which was aimed at her, to hit Melia. Melia's leg was pierced by the arrow, and the force of the arrow even flew her more than a meter away and nailed her to a tree.
At the same time, her bow and arrows flew into the air and scattered on the ground. The noise scared all the birds in the surrounding trees, creating a rustling sound.
Melia sat on the ground clutching her pierced leg, sweat of pain running down her charming face.
"Mel!" Metis screamed in fright and rushed to Melia.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—" Arrows again flew towards Metis with three deadly sounds.
Metis jumped up more than a meter high, then twisted her body in the air, barely dodging the arrows, but her body was cut in several places.
Metis landed with a "tap", her left hand supporting her on the ground, her right hand raised at an angle, her green hair fluttering in the air, creating a stunning scene.
She noticed the green bow and arrows that Melia had dropped, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. She rolled to the side, dodging another arrow, and grabbed the longbow and two arrows, hiding behind a tree.
Melia raised her eyebrows in disbelief: "Has she experienced real combat? Otherwise, how could she react so quickly and accurately? Even I couldn't easily do what she just did..."
Thinking of Metis's movements, Melia showed a complex expression, but still shouted loudly: "Metis! Run! Those humans have wind-piercing arrows, very effective against us wind elves! You can't win in archery, don't worry about me, run!"
Metis's beautiful cheeks and long legs were cut by the arrows, her knee-high socks torn, looking very disheveled, but there was no despair or fear on her face:
"Don't worry, Mel, I'll let these humans know what real despair is!"