Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

Book 1: Chapter 1-1: Cyril of the Elf Village

I hate this village.

Those thoughts floated through my head as I relaxed in the shade.

You shouldnt laze about like this Cyril.

PICTURE

A single girl put her hands on her hips as she admonished me.

She was around 150 cm tall with long straight golden hair that shimmered down her back like a waterfall, her beauty was further augmented by her pure blue eyes that glittered in the light. Her breasts were small enough to fit in the palm of your hands, but even if they werent there her style would be beautiful.

She was only 14 years of age so she definitely still had room to grow.

Her name was Lucy. She was the daughter of the house I was freeloading in. She was only born three months before me, yet she still exercises her authority as my Onee-san (Older Sister).

Whatever.even if I do my best theyll take it all away sooner or later.

I muttered while rubbing my long ears which characterized me as an Elf.

This was an Elf village under the control of humans with a population of around 200 Elves.

In the past we had freely hunted and enjoyed the blessings of the forest, but thanks to the military might of the humans we were forced to obey them and pay heavy taxes on the crops we cultivated.

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Then around harvest time most of our cropsand more importantly our precious friends and family.are taken from us.

If you escape from the village youre killed. It was already nigh impossible to return to the life wed once lived.

Thats why we have to work hard right? Since the amount they take wont decrease we have to make plenty so we dont starve and die.

That might even be preferable! If its that kind of death then.

Ill get angry Cyril!

Isnt that the case? We live while our hearts die. You saw what happened last week! They purposefully did it right in front of us!

What the humans stole from us wasnt simply our crops.

Even our lives were stolen.

If an Elfs heart was taken from their body while they were alive then it would turn into a powerful magic crystal.

The humans desired that, so they didnt massacre us. Instead they robbed us of our crops while at the same time abducting 10 of us at a time. They then ripped their hearts from their chests.

It wasnt a matter of pity for us. They only took ten because that was a number that would cause our population to neither increase or decrease.

Every time elderly elves and those who couldnt work would become targets.

We were treated like livestock.

CyrilI told you Id get angry.

With those words she slapped me. Maybe she was holding back, but the pain was less than the sound would make it seem.

Rikka and Granny Lugana.they all wanted to live longer! But even so they didnt complain as they gave up their lives! Because if they ran someone else would need to take their place. Despite all thisif us survivors say that wed be better off dead then wouldnt their sacrifice have been for nothing!? If youre going to say that then why didnt you announce yourself as a candidate!? Then the people who wanted to live could still be here!

Those words stabbed deep into my heart. I had truly made a mistake. The victims this last time had been Lucys Grandmother and little sister with a weak body.

Those who wanted to live could still be here huh.

I suppose youre right. Maybe I should volunteer myself next time.

Id already had it. The uncertain fear that I might be chosen next time and the pain of listening to the sobs of despair from the villagers.

Im sorry, I said too much. Its not like I wanted to say such things. I just wanted you to try harder. I want your eyes to shine like they used to. I want you to say that youll support this village one day like before.

Lucy said sorrowfully as she looked at my slovenly appearance. The past me huh..

Thats impossible. Ivealready given up.

I had once been enthusiastic about following in my fathers footsteps. He had once been a Great Village Head and I wanted to succeed him and make the village great.

I put all my effort into it.

However, five years ago my father resisted the humans invasion to the last, and died.along with him, most of the villagers who followed him got caught up in it.

Amongst them my mother and Lucys parents were all involved.

Seeing that I began to believe that if we acted obediently the deaths would decrease. There are things in this world that we cant do anything about. Letting things run their course was the best course of action.

With that thought process Lucys Grandma who cared for me in place of my parents and Lucys little sister Rikka whod often hugged me had been killed.

I was sad, frustrated, and thought Id go made from the rage. But one thing kept me from taking action..the thought of losing Lucy.

I believe in Cyril. Cyril is number one with the bow, magic, and studies. Cyril is the number one in kindness as well. I look up to you and your sincere effort.

Believe in what?

I believe that someday youll save this village Cyril.

I smiled bitterly.

Theres no way I could do that.

Certainly I was more skilled than most people. However, if I was to truly fight back Id be able to kill four or five soldiers before ten times that number would arrive to kill me. Thats the only result I could see.

No, even that much might be difficult.

I stroked the silver collar around my neck. It was a disgusting magic tool that would interrupt any magic being cast by the wearer. It was something all the villagers were forced to wear.

If you used tools you could take it off, but since you couldnt reattach it you would be killed after being discovered.

I was completely helpless.

Is that really the case? Am I really at such a low level of existence?

Within my mind a voice similar to my own echoed out.

Cyril are you okay?

Its nothing.

Lucy supported me as I went through a bout of dizzyness.

Once again it was that voice.

As I grew older I began to hear a voice speaking in my mind.

For some reason as that voice became louder I was able to use my body better and increase the power of my magic.