"I found an elf, an ancient and powerful wish elf, Tanvisgi.

It was a bad day, I didn't get in the carriage in the morning, and ended up being late for the faculty meeting, which led to a harsh reprimand from the dean.

He told me that he didn't want to be promoted to lecturer this year, and the principal reprimanded me harshly when he saw that I was going to be there, which also strengthened the dean's idea that I would not be promoted next year.

I really needed that money, the teaching assistant was only 30 pounds a month, and the lecturer was 100 pounds, and I could barely live if it weren't for the rent going up, but lately the landlord had repeatedly expressed the idea of evicting me.

I've been a teaching assistant for 10 years, and I know that I'm not a genius, or I came from a prestigious school, but people with similar conditions to me at the beginning have either been unable to survive for a long time and find another way, or have already become full-fledged lecturers.

I probably understood why I was reprimanded like this, maybe because I had disgraced the dean, but I really didn't understand why he was so cruel and made me suffer for a full year.

Because I won't pat him on the back?

To be honest, I was in despair and pain at that moment, but it didn't last long. ”

Kelly could tell that the owner of the diary had let go of his obsession when he wrote this paragraph.

"I was looking up in the school library and stumbled upon a strange book with a red cover and a strange chain on it, and no matter how much I fiddled with it, I couldn't get the chain out of it.

I quietly took it out of the library without telling anyone, partly because I felt that I didn't have enough time to borrow it for me to study it properly, and partly because my innermost desire would not allow me to share it with others.

Why would I steal it?

I used the word steal because I thought I might not return it.

Unlike clichéd knights, this book doesn't have any gripping power, no demons in it to seduce me, so why would I want to take it?

The reason is ridiculous, because I really want it to have some kind of evil power that manipulates my mind and pulls me out of this filthy quagmire, even into a bottomless abyss, because I've had enough of it all, this terrible reality, boring days and nights with no end in sight.

I was like a childish child, grasping at an ethereal straw in the hope that it would turn into a tree and lift me high.

I really, no, I'm wholeheartedly aware that this quaint-looking, mysterious, weird-looking ancient book has some kind of supernatural power.

Laugh at me for being naïve or call me pathetic.

I did it.

I used a sharp object, a lock pick, and I couldn't get rid of the chain anyway, and I couldn't find the key to it in the library, and it seems that the person who made the chain didn't want it to be reopened.

The material of the chain is also a special alloy, which does not react to strong acids or alkalis.

But I was a good chemist, at least much better than the old man of the dean, and I analysed most of the materials of the alloy, iron, copper, silver, and even gold, many trace elements that could not be detected by the lack of instruments, and a metal that I did not understand.

I made a dissolver, and while for some reason my dissolver only melts a fraction of the chains, it's enough.

I carefully let the dissolver flow over the surface of the metal chain, carefully making sure that the books were not damaged in the slightest, after all, I didn't want to be the old dean who had not gone to the lab a long time ago.

But in hindsight, I felt that even if I poured the dissolved solution on the book, it would not have been possible to lighten it by even one gram.

A miracle happened.

I thought I'd see something forbidden about, dark magic, ancient witchcraft, or anything like that.

I never imagined what was waiting for me to be intellectually subversive.

When I opened the book, a small figure made of black lines stretched and yawned.

The little man I mean is a two-dimensional stickman composed purely of strokes, like a child's handiwork, but the problem is that the little man living on the paper moves on its own, as if it were alive.

My first reaction at the moment was that this was actually some kind of wizard's trick, this guy was a wizard-made elf.

Half of my guess was right, it was an elf.

My King Arthur, it says it's a wish elf.

According to its own words, it is called Tanvisgi, it comes from the old times of old, born with the great world tree Yuktrasr, it is a good nature spirit, a collection of good wishes, and it can grant wishes for me at a reasonable price.

Originally, there was a fee, but if you wake me up, I will grant you a wish for free, but this wish must not be too demanding, nor too stupid, or I will cancel my promise." ’

The Wish Elf said.

'Can I know exactly how tall it is?'

The little stickman smiled mysteriously:

'Are you sure you want to know the answer?'

I didn't answer this question because if I guessed the answer was a definite result.

'I want to be the president of Aaron University. I said so.

Then the dream came true.

I was the president of Aaron University, as if I had always been.

No one knows where the previous principal has gone, no one remembers who he is, and I don't care.

All they had to do was know that I was the rightful headmaster.

Everyone was complimenting me, but the dean, who used to be dismissive of me, kept patting me on the back, and he was so good at complimenting people that I wondered if he had relied on this ability to sit in the position he is today.

I'm not really in a position to criticize him, after all, I also took shortcuts to get to where I am today, but I still enjoy watching his clown-like ridiculous gestures.

I changed my mind, instead of firing him directly, I slowly appreciated his ugliness, and finally when he was most proud, I had people report him, and then he would come to me for help.

And it's up to me to do whatever I want with him, whether I pretend I can't do anything about it, or kick him away with a smile.

I, Lamont, went from being a small teaching assistant to being the president of one of the most prestigious universities, a figure of great power, and it all happened in just one day.

I'm curious about what the elf said, it says that if you pay the price, you can get a wish, does that mean that as long as I can afford it, I can get another wish?"

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