Miss Elf Dragon

Arriving at school, Perotina stood in an empty classroom, a little confused. After a pause, Perotina suddenly remembered that today was the day of her weekly archery class. She quickly grabbed her small set of equipment from the locker and ran towards the archery range.

When Perotina arrived at the class venue, the teacher and classmates were already here.

Seeing her panting, Grace had an apology on her face.

"I should have warned you yesterday, Perotina."

Perotina didn't have time to think about why Teacher Grace was here, so she quickly explained: "It's not your problem, Teacher Grace, it's because I've been on vacation recently, and I was a little confused in class, so I didn't think about it."

Grace's face was even more apologetic, and she was about to say something else, but the archery teacher on the side interrupted them.

"Okay, Perotina. Come back to the team quickly, we have to go to class."

"Yes, Teacher Norman"

Perotina straightened her expression, performed the etiquette of an elf warrior, and then trotted back to her companions.

"If I had known, I would have gone to school with you. I accidentally overslept today." Amelia leaned over and whispered to her.

Perotina waved her hand and said it didn't matter. At the same time, she asked about Teacher Grace and didn't understand why she, a cultural history teacher, appeared in the archery class.

"Teacher Norman said that our bow shooting foundation is not very good, and many detailed movements need to be corrected. He cannot fully take care of it, so he invited Teacher Grace to be our teaching assistant."

After hearing what Amelia said, Perotina scratched her head in embarrassment.

She is the one with the worst foundation in archery in the class, and she is also the only one named who needs to work harder in this area. Every time Teacher Norman sees her, she has a headache expression.

Perotina was a little helpless. It's not that she didn't want to learn archery on purpose, it's just that compared to magic and mental power, she really doesn't have much interest in archery.

A ruler is as long as an inch is as short as an inch. Her elemental affinity and mental perception are pretty good, but she doesn't have any motor cells. She might fall down if she doesn't walk carefully. She really couldn't do bow shooting, an activity that required a lot of balance and jumping ability. Not to mention the advanced archery techniques such as moving and shooting in the later stage, even if she was asked to stand still and shoot at a 50-meter target, she could only hit out of . For this reason, she was often teased by her friends, but she didn't care.

"I'm just a little sorry for Teacher Norman."

Pelotina, who was called for another archery demonstration and ended dismally, didn't dare to look at Teacher Norman's face, because it must have been filled with pain and sorrow.

"Perotina, why are you even worse than last week? You were still able to hit the target last time."

When the elf Norman was young, he was a very powerful warrior in the clan. At his peak, his combat power ranked among the top 10. He was a great fighting elf. But later he was seriously injured and could not recover, and could no longer use all his strength. Feeling cold, he simply became a teacher of cubs. He was responsible for the archery lessons for the junior high school and senior classes. Not only was he rich in experience, but he also truly cared about the growth of the cubs and put a lot of effort into it.

"I'm a little busy this week, so I haven't practiced after class." Pelotina lowered her head and whispered in embarrassment.

"This is not possible. If you don't lay a solid foundation now, it will be difficult for you to achieve great success in the future." Norman's tone was full of anxiety, "Tell Adonis and ask him to find time to come to me in the next two days. He also neglects your archery training too much, I need to talk to him about it."

When she heard that she was going to be called a parent, Perotina suddenly became sad. How was she going to tell her father? It was so embarrassing.

After receiving the comforting look from Maxi, Perotina stood back in the team with her head lowered and began to listen to the teacher's instructions on new bow shooting movements.

Archery classes have always been a lecture-first-practice model. There is a teaching assistant in this class, so Teacher Norman can only be responsible for four students during practice.

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"Perotina"

Norman waved to Perotina to assign her to the group he led.

Perotina reluctantly took two steps towards the teacher, and was stopped by a gentle voice.

"Perotina, wait a moment."

After Grace finished speaking, she said to Norman, "Teacher Norman, why don't you let me practice with Perotina and Amelia. There are still some differences between female elves and male elves in the use of power. For bows, There are also differences in the understanding of archery methods. I took them in first, and then it was not too late to learn orthodox archery." Grace gave two more examples to prove that using traditional teaching methods to learn archery is very effective for female elves. It is said that the early stage is indeed difficult.

After listening to Grace's words, Norman thought carefully for a while and nodded in approval. What Teacher Grace said made sense, and she was also an excellent archer herself, so he had nothing to worry about.

"Perotina, you must practice hard with Teacher Grace. Amelia, too."

After telling her twice, Norman patted Perotina on the shoulder and led the boys to the other side of the practice field.

"Then let's hurry up and let me see your level first." Grace pulled Perotina and Amelia to the designated position and asked them to shoot arrows for her to see.

Compared with Teacher Norman's eagerness to "hope for his son to succeed and his daughter to succeed", Grace's teaching style is more gentle. Perotina's constant mistakes did not make her lose her temper and get angry, but she always corrected her mistakes patiently and meticulously. .

In response to this, Perotina secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that the archery class was not so difficult. Teacher Grace became more beautiful and gentle in her eyes. After receiving an encouraging pat from Grace, she even called her sweetly. A "Aunt Grace."

"Adunis is right, you are just a delicate little person." Grace covered her mouth and smiled.

During the break, Grace told Perotina and Amelia about the popular dressing styles of various ethnic groups, especially how women dress themselves, which fascinated the two little girls who loved beauty.

"Amelia, it seems someone is looking for you."

Just as she was talking about what to do if the sea mermaid couldn't wear pants, Grace suddenly stopped and motioned Amelia to look at the entrance of the venue.

Perotina also looked over and found that an elf boy had been standing there smiling and staring at this place, as if he had been there for a while.

"It's Wilfred" Amelia exclaimed excitedly.

Realizing that he had overreacted, he tried to cover it up and said in a ladylike voice with an unusually soft voice: "It's Wilfred from the advanced class who came to see me. Teacher Grace, can I leave for a moment?"

Perotina rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, and her exaggerated movements made Amelia roll her eyes in annoyance.

"Hehe." Perotina smiled.

"Go, go, don't be in a hurry." Grace let them go easily, and joked to Perotina that spring was coming.

Only Pelotina and Grace were left, and Pelotina gradually felt that the topic was starting to go astray and became a little strange.

"I came back to the Elf Forest not long ago, and I have been traveling outside before. It is very interesting to understand the culture of various races."

"I just came back and heard that something happened to you, saying that you encountered demons and dark elves outside the settlement. I was really worried. Adonis and I are like brothers and sisters, and you are like my child."

"I'm very curious about what the dark elves you met are like. Because the tribesmen who have had contact with the dark elves have mixed reviews about them, and I have never had the opportunity to understand their true appearance."

"I heard that the dark elf you met is named Jonas."

Hearing this, Perotina slowly raised her head.