Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

Chapter 27 You? Elf Princess?

Paril stared at the golden-haired elf for a while before turning to Rhodes and asking:

"Where will she sleep at night?"

Rhodes waved his hand dismissively: "I'll just sleep on the sofa. I don't know when I'll wake up anyway."

"Or would you like to sleep in the same bed with her?"

Paril shook her head vigorously: "No, I don't want to."

Rhodes took out a burlap sack and opened it.

The sack contained the spoils that the four of them had just divided up in the swamp.

He handed several ancient books related to pastors to Paril: "Take a look at these; they might be helpful to you."

"Aww." Paril obediently took the book, jumped onto the bed, and began to read.

Rhodes then laid out the remaining items in the package one by one.

They consisted of a gold necklace, a short magic wand, and a bunch of spell scrolls.

He picked up a scroll and examined it closely.

The scroll records the second-circle spell, Cloud of Daggers.

In this world, people use "ring number" to determine the complexity of a spell.

The higher the ring number, the more difficult the spell is to master.

For example, the Flame Arrow is just a zero-ring trick.

Fireball is a difficult third-circle spell to master.

However, my enhanced Flame Arrow is no worse than Fireball.

Rhodes picked up the scroll that recorded the Cloud of Daggers.

To blend spirit with the scroll.

The mage is the only profession that can learn magic through scrolls. The original owner had bought a large number of scrolls in an attempt to learn, but unfortunately, he failed after many attempts.

But now that we have the system, I still want to see if things will be different.

As his spirit merged with the scroll, Rhodes felt as if there was a wall hidden within the scroll that bounced his spirit back.

It seems it still won't work. Maybe my intelligence is too low, or maybe I'm just not born with the aptitude to learn magic.

He was not annoyed and gently placed the reel on the table.

Even if you can't learn the magic on the scroll, you can still use the spells on it as a one-time consumable.

He picked up the white wand that looked somewhat like the one in the Harry Potter movies.

【Name: Lightning Staff】

Type: Staff

[Quality: Rare]

[Description: A staff that flows with lightning; when the wielder heals another target, the target gains a small amount of lightning power.]

The staff used for healing and increasing damage has been given to Paril.

Rhodes' gaze instinctively drifted towards Paril.

I noticed that this guy had his eyes closed; I don't know if he was meditating or just sleepy.

He shook his head and picked up another necklace.

【Name: Sweet Talk】

【Type: Jewelry】

[Quality: Rare]

[Description: Increases the wearer's charm, making their words more persuasive]

They're not very helpful in combat, but they're somewhat useful in daily life.

Rhodes glanced at the description and concluded that he should wear the necklace around his neck.

Unfortunately, most of the treasures of Rotton Tongue Hagra were burned, otherwise this trip alone would probably have been enough to assemble a complete set of equipment.

Just as she was pondering this, Paril exclaimed in delight, "Rhodes, Rhodes, I've learned a new skill!"

Rhodes glanced again at the several scrolls spread out on the table.

Look, this is the difference between people.

He looked up and asked, "What have you learned?"

"Fireball!"

Paris raised her right hand excitedly, like a good student answering a question.

You learned the third-circle spell in the time it takes to use an Appraisal spell?

Are you even human?

Rhodes walked quickly to the bedside and looked through the books that Paril had spread out on the bed.

"How about you take a look at a few other books?"

Paril looked a little confused: "But I'm so sleepy, I can't concentrate..."

Is this thing really that energy-consuming?

Rhodes was somewhat curious.

As a half-baked mage, he has never successfully learned any skills through meditation.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "With your mana, can you use a fireball spell?"

Paril counted on her fingers: "Yes, it can probably be used about 10 or 20 times."

That's alright then.

For the rest of my life, you will be my pillar of support.

As they were talking, a noise came from the sofa.

The elven warrior slowly awoke.

Her golden eyes swept around before finally settling on Rhodes in front of her.

"You saved me? A human?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, like ice crystals colliding, but her tone carried a strong sense of doubt and a hint of arrogance.

Rhodes raised an eyebrow.

I thought to myself, "Your tone makes it sound like you're saying that a mere human can save me?"

He maintained his elegant manners and smiled slightly: "Yes, it's me."

The elf before them frowned, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.

After a moment's thought, he slowly got up and walked over here.

She moved closer to Rhodes and twitched her delicate, pretty nose a few times.

Then, his face full of doubt, he asked, "A mage with your level of strength could possibly kill Rotton Tongue Hagra?"

Good grief, what kind of nose do you have? You can tell my strength just by smelling me?

Rhodes grinned. "So what?"

So what happened?

The elf paused for a moment.

As if no one had ever spoken to her like that before, she haughtily raised her chin: "Human, do you know I am a noble elf?"

Rhodes paused for a moment, glancing at her pointed ears.

He smiled and said, "So what?"

The elf's eyes widened, and she proclaimed, "I am Avira Galanord, a high elf with pure blood."

Galanorde?

Rhodes became serious upon hearing the surname: "What is your relationship with the Elf King Galanord?"

Seeing Rhodes become serious, Avira wore a slightly smug expression and crossed her arms over her broad chest:

"I am the daughter of the Elf King."

She raised her chin again, and after a while, not hearing the expected praise, she secretly glanced at the handsome young man in front of her.

He secretly thought to himself: Although not as handsome as the elves, his appearance is still quite good among humans.

Rhodes was not at peace.

He had some doubts about the identity of the woman in front of him, Avira.

According to the history he knew, the Elf King Galanord had been on friendly terms with humans long ago.

Fifty years after the human race ceased to be favored by the gods, the elves, though no longer treating humans as resources to enslave and keep, gradually severed ties with them.

He stared intently at the golden-haired elf before him: "The elven race is far from here, and there's no reason for the Elf King's daughter to appear in this region."

Avira's eyes widened: "You, a human, actually doubt me?"

Rhodes nodded without hesitation and gestured for him to speak.

Avira's eyes were full of defiance. She glared at the man in front of her for a moment, then suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon: "I can't prove it..."

"I ran away from home secretly."

Yo.

Isn't that a coincidence?

me too.

Rhodes asked, "To become an excellent adventurer?"

Avira shook her head in disappointment: "No, I am..."

She suddenly realized halfway through her sentence: "Why should I tell you?"

Rhodes thought for a moment: "Because I'm your savior?"

Avira snorted: "As a princess of the Elf race, I naturally owe you nothing."

"But I don't have a single copper coin on me right now."

"I'll pay you back once I figure out a way to make money."

Rhodes silently blocked the doorway after hearing this.