The Elf High Priest Is Still Losing His Hair Today

★It's complete! I'll publish the bonus chapters as a separate book. See you in the next one~ [The Demon King Has to Farm, Too] [[Full-Dive] Stop Grinding, I'm a Slacker] [Back to Third Grade] As the future High Priest of the elves, I should have been dignified and holy. But my friends never gave me the chance. My first friend is human. He used to be a chosen genius, but an accident in a secret realm turned him into a “cripple.” When his fiancée's family heard the news, they came over to break off the engagement, self-righteously giving the reason, “You two aren't suited for each other.” When I heard this, I angrily rolled up my sleeves and picked up a weapon. Before I could do anything, my human friend stopped me. Human friend: “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Don't look down on a poor young man!” Me, stopped in my tracks: “...” What does that have to do with me beating someone up? My second friend is the king of the demons. You'd think his goal would be to lead the demon race in a war against the other races. Until one day, when I visited his territory, I saw The high-ranking demons in T-shirts and shorts, giving orders by the fields. The mid-ranking demons using magic to operate all sorts of strange machines and work the fields. The low-ranking demons sweating as they used human tools to build houses and pave roads. Me: “...” The other races are preparing for war. They're going to cry when they find out! The elf High Priest always feels out of place among his friends. Reader's guide: 1. Not your typical Western fantasy! A heavily modified version of Western fantasy! A thoroughly unserious Western fantasy!!! (This is important, so read it.) 2. The main story is in third person, so read with confidence. 3. This world is wonderful. There are no villains in the traditional sense. 4. Everything in the story is made up, so please don't overanalyze it. 5. The High Priest's friends include protagonists from the cultivation-world “cripple” genre, protagonists from farming stories, face-slapping rebirth stories, quick transmigration stories, and more. 6. It's an ensemble story, quq. There will be references and memes, so please check the warning image first. Screenshot dated 2021.3.3 Coming soon: [[Full-Dive] Stop Grinding, I'm a Slacker] Full-dive game, no romance Ever since the full-dive game The Desolate Continent launched, I've noticed that my friends who play with me have been acting strange. My first friend puts an arm around my shoulder and paints a beautiful, no, hugely exaggerated, picture of the future. Friend: “See? This will be our city one day, the biggest territory in all of The Desolate Continent!” I stare at the barren outskirts, where there isn't even a bird, and slowly type a question mark. Don't try to fool me. I've downloaded the national anti-fraud app. . My second friend tries to persuade me to join him in conquering the arena, tempting me with the top-tier equipment he just traded for from the Arena Instructor. “With our swords joined as one, we can conquer the doubles arena and reach the pinnacle of life!” I stare down at my beginner's gear, completely baffled. So beginner's gear is actually the most overpowered equipment? … As a slacker, I just don't fit in with you people. PS: 1. My take on full-dive online games; the main story is in third person. 2. My friends are acting weird (crossed out). 3. If you want to argue, you're right. Theme: Unity, friendship, and helping each other are the keys to a better tomorrow