I used to live in a world full of zombies. Fortunately, these zombies had low IQs and spent a few years without incident. However, during a zombie siege, I found that some of the zombies actually had intelligence, and the barrier was broken from the inside. I had no choice but to sacrifice myself. After saving the last human civilization, I was reincarnated into another world of swords and magic. In this world, the already sparse elves can only be contracted by humans as portable elf messengers. But I don't want to. Not only am I not an elf who has been contracted, I also want to be a melee elf!
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There is no CP in the whole text, the protagonist is outstanding
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Intention: Haha! I'm no longer a human being!