I never knew how the elves in those stories went from a tree to another.

Until now.

I can see in Aimon a raw, untamed agility.

It didn’t scare me enough back then, but it does now.

“...”

Kidding.

Can you imagine that Aimon rope-bridging across trees?

The first step is easy - as a proper elf, you should equip your elven rope and fling it to a nearby tree. Because it’s the elven stuff, the other end will glue itself to that tree. Then you do a similar thing, with less effort, on your end.

And go across it fast.

With how sticky is the elven stuff to the nature or itself, I would never imagine that an elven shoe can slip on an elven rope, but Aimon can do miracles.

Our new scholar, Dius, is giving him a clever tip every now and then.

“Try to spread your hands on both sides.”

Aimon would do that, but then check if he does that properly. Which causes him to lose his balance and fall off.

“Try to use my rope as a second one. you put your hands on mine, and run across yours.”

After this, we were getting somewhere.

Apparently that scholar got a lot more common sense. In fact, he beats me at it.

He even suggested a less suicidial method to test the unknown herbs - we would not just try a certain plant, no, we would try different parts of it. And without swallowing it first, just checking by chewing it.

I can’t imagine I didn’t think of something that simple.

Maybe having the body of a shining magical bulb somehow changed my perspective including the reasoning.

Anyway, the main problem is that it brought a sense of crisis within me.

What is my role now?

Dius is better at teaching than I am. He even got the same levels of patience and stuff.

And I don’t want to be just a cherished kind of an oversized magical firefly!

I can see it.

Elves would come and say: “You sure are flashy today, your Majesty.”

Then the elven elders would compliment me: “That is such a bright idea…”

And when the enemies come I would look “De-light-ful.”

No, no…

That can’t be.

A pampered wisp is a wisp which should be prepared to go crazy.

I can’t act as a scout, either - I am too valuable to do that. A lot of elves may get a in the future if that happens.

As I was watching Dius and Aimon, I then started to think that I may try to teach myself as well. Maybe I can try to submerge myself in a mana well or something.

They took two days to be able to get across the rope freely.

I sure am fortunate that the elven genes are at work here.

So now we got to hunting.

Dius proposed to get right away to the ambush part, as we don’t have to stalk the rabbits and similar game.

So it was not ‘Aimon the Fallen’ anymore, but ‘Aimon the Tarzan’, which was working sporadically - there was even that cliché moment when he really, but really collided head-on with a tree.

Haha.

Because of that and the fact that shooting arrows during that time was really hard for him, we left it as the advanced stuff for another time.

We even decided to not use any bows at all, since he will naturally improve in the future.

So he is now playing hide-and-seek with the rabbits, in order to maximize his ambush learning curve.

And it’s brutal.

I wonder if elves are supposed to be like this…?

Am I raising cold-blooded monsters…?

He would fall down, and follow on to kick the rabbit as a sign of ambushing him.

Then the poor rabbit would run for his life, and he would do it again.

And again.

But even Dius is totaly okay with it.

One time, when the rabbit got impaled on a branch as a result of the kick, he merely gave praise: “Awesome Aimon, awesome. Go on.”

As l could no longer take it, I finally proposed to touch the rabbits with a blade of grass - as he would use his hands for an ambush anyway.

So I think I actually got a better idea for the future direction of our efforts here!

And I decided that we are in need of a priest. He should know about those things.