Earth’s Doom Starts with… Me?

"Tell me, kid. What do you know about elves?" Elena asked as she sat on a couch in front of me.

"Not much." I answered concisely. It would be weird if I said 'yeah I've only known them from movies and games, and they were all beautiful hot dudes and dudettes with mad archery skills', right?

"That's a rather vague answer," she chuckled, "well, let's start from the basics then."

I nodded. So it really was just a normal class and nothing weird. Phew. I thought there was a hidden meaning behind her words.

"Alright! Get ready!" She clapped her hands with delight.

"For what?" I raised an eyebrow at her sudden remark.

"For some killing!" She giggled.

Right after she snapped her fingers, something sharp grazed my left cheek, drawing fresh blood from the wound. I quickly got up on my feet and activated my armor while looking around to find the source of the attack.

"Careful now, he's strong~" Elena hummed.

"How--" I gasped when I saw a tall, slender figure standing a few meters away from me, wielding two daggers in his palms. He had long, silky blonde hair that fell below his waist that fluttered ever so slightly in the air.

"Firsthand experience is better than just studying theory, right?" Elena winked at me.

"Wait, no-- He must be an illusion, right? How come your magic works on me? I know he's not real!" I protested.

"Can you still say so after experiencing that?" She pointed at my freshly wounded cheek which was still dripping blood.

I touched my cheek, and felt the warm blood on my fingers. My blood. Even though that elf was fake, but the blood on my cheek and fingers was definitely real.

"You still have a long way to go to counter my illusions." She smirked at me.

Before I could protest more, the elf leapt towards me and slashed his daggers multiple times, clearly aiming directly for my neck. I barely dodged all of them, although it resulted in my right shoulder being slashed.

"Tch!" I grabbed his hair while dodging another one of his slashes, and yanked it as hard as I could, throwing him onto the ground.

'Bam!'

Although his back crashed against the ground hard enough to make a loud noise, he quickly rolled and jumped back up again, as if he was never injured to begin with.

Ugh. Elena's illusion skill really was troublesome. I thought it'd be fine as long as I knew her magic. That way, I could just assume everything was an illusion, and I'd be immune to it. But it turned out to not be as simple as that. With just one small cut on my cheek, my body was instantly convinced that the elf was real.

"Oi, don't blame me if your room gets all messed up." I frowned as I grabbed an empty beer bottle from the table and smashed it against the table, creating sharp edges on the bottle.

"Just focus on your fight~" Elena giggled while she crossed her arms, watching me from the edge of the room.

"Come here, pretty boy." I used my finger to make an inviting motion, taunting the elf who really was good-looking, actually. The movies didn't lie to me.

However, instead of charging towards me, he threw his daggers at me from a distance. I quickly moved a chair using my psychokinesis to shield me from his attack.

'Stab! Stab!'

The two daggers impaled the soft chair, ripping it and spilling the cotton inside. I remained at my place, waiting for him to move first, but he just wouldn't.

"As you can see, elves are pretty smart. They won't be provoked by a simple taunt like that. Some of them are even smarter than us humans." Elena explained as she took this opportunity to lecture me.

"Are you implying that I'm stupid? 'Cause I kinda agree, to be honest." I replied absentmindedly as I lifted up her fridge using my magic and slammed it against the elf.

"Hum-hum, so modest~" She chuckled.

"I'm not modest, I'm just self-aware." I said as I let out a long sigh. That long sigh wasn't because of Elena, but rather, because I saw that the elf survived my fridge smash.

Normally, I would start to panic. But seeing that my 'fighting dirty' skill didn't activate, he probably was weaker than me.

"Hey! Are you gonna come or not?" I asked him with a loud voice, to get his attention.

Instead of answering, he just glared at me and threw some kitchen knives towards my direction, which I easily avoided by using a pillow to tank the attack.

I sighed. Well, it was okay if he didn't want to come. I already got what I wanted, anyway. His glare.

[Enemy: Elf Assassin, rank 7]

[Weakness: his neck]

Well, that one was kinda obvious...

I made three kitchen counters float, and slammed them on the ground around him simultaneously. I didn't plan to hit him, though. That was just to block his view for a bit while I quickly dashed at him, closing the distance between us and grabbing his neck with my right hand, while my left hand swiftly thrust the sharp beer bottle into his stomach.

"Kkh--!" He gagged as I tightened my grip around his neck.

He immediately reached towards his jacket's pocket using his right hand, probably to grab a hidden weapon. But, I was faster. I quickly coated my left hand with my mana and formed it into a knife-like shape before puncturing his hand, all the way through to his chest where the pocket was located.

"AAAGH!" The elf screamed as we both fell on the ground. I pulled out my hand from his chest, leaving a huge, gaping wound there, while fresh red blood spurted everywhere.

"I guess I don't even need to attack your weak point. But now while we're at it, let's try my strength, shall we?" I smiled at him.

"N-no!!" He tried to scream, but the nails on my right hand were already digging deep into his neck, drawing out blood while crushing his windpipe.

"KKH--!" He squirmed on the ground for a bit while I concentrated my muscle strength into my grip until a cracking sound was heard.

"Alright, good enough!" Elena suddenly appeared beside me and snapped her finger. Right after the snapping sound was heard, the elf was gone, and I was now choking a bunny-shaped pillow.

"Eh?" I flinched.

"First class is finished~" She giggled at me.

"Oh, right. Did I do good?" I smiled and tilted my head. I wonder what score she would give me? Ah, I took a while to take him down, though. Would I get a bad score? Still, it was pretty exciting to get scored. I was always wondering what it felt like to go to school, so this was a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one.

"You're awfully relaxed for someone who had just killed." Elena stroked her chin amusedly.

"You speak as if you've never killed before." I said casually as I checked my body for any signs of elf blood. A few seconds ago, my entire body was coated with his blood, but now it was entirely gone, not even a drop of it stayed on my body.

"Hmm, quite steel-hearted, aren't you?"

"Thanks, you too?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You've suspiciously grown a lot in just 2 days." She inched her face closer towards mine.

I instinctively leaned back, "that's just because you made that elf weaker than real elves."

"Oh? You noticed?" She beamed.

I mean... A rank 7 monster with weaker stats than mine? That was blatantly wrong. Even the water alligators before were stronger than I was, and they were only rank 8. But there was no way I'd tell her I noticed from looking at my system.

"Don't blame me for that, sweetie," she stroked my hair, "that's because I can't guarantee your safety against a real elf."