The Paranoid Elf Queen Turned Me Into Her Sister

9 – A Perfect Idea

The cursed-luck draw finally turned out decent for once. With the deep violet light shooting out from the charm pouch, a distinctly out-of-place object landed in her hands.

It was full of metallic texture. The frame was made of jet-black material and formed an open ring.

The earcups had one black wing and one silver wing—like the crests of a Valkyrie’s crown.

The locals probably wouldn’t recognize what this was, but Teresa knew all too well.

Wasn’t this just a pair of headphones?

Not just that—it was cyberpunk-styled, too.

The black frame gleamed with high-quality metallic luster.

The opposing black-and-white wing designs on the earcups, accented with deep black details and refined structure, made the headset look like a work of art.

Each earcup was also inlaid with a magic gem that flickered like an LED light.

Teresa held the headphones up to the sun. Sure enough, the magic gems shimmered with a restrained metallic sheen.

This was a standard way to verify enchantments.

It had been covered in the academy’s introductory course on enchantment—Due to the presence of magic power, enchanted gems did not reflect sunlight as brightly as ordinary gems.

At least preliminarily, she could confirm these were real enchanted items, not cheaply faked junk. Still, that didn’t rule out the possibility of low-quality knockoffs.

The magic profession in Kaleburn was a mess of legitimate and shady dealers.

Swapping poor-quality enchanted gems for rare ones was common practice.

Things like selling a cold-resistance enchantment as a fire-resistance one—getting people killed in the process—happened all the time.

The magic profession wasn’t some noble, flashy art. To put it harshly, they were glorified enchanters, and their combat ability came entirely from disposable scrolls and trinkets. With that, moral integrity wasn’t exactly expected.

It was no surprise that shady characters ran rampant in the field.

Teresa activated Divine Analysis on the enchanted gem.

Item Name: Sun-Moon Circlet

[Effects:

Increases Divine Authority Resistance by 20%, reduces noise, enhances hearing.

Once per day, negates a fatal blow from Divine Authority.

After activation, the headset falls off and enters a “No Power” state.

Allows for disguise of a selected facial feature.]

“…………”

Teresa’s expression turned strange.

She had suspected more than once that she wasn’t the only transmigrator in this world—Now she was increasingly convinced.

This design—could that really be a coincidence??

Was it possible that someone else had transmigrated here before her…And eventually became some powerful figure?

She glanced at her status screen.

The digestion timer for [Sacred Oblivion] had changed from 29 days 04 hours to 29 days 03 hours.

She would need nearly a full month to fully absorb the core energy of that weapon.

Once it was complete, this body would undergo Divine Maiden Awakening.

Divine Maidens—The exalted race that inherited the blood of gods and sages, wielding Divine Authority.

Their power came from their bloodline.

The closer their lineage to divinity, the more powerful their Divine Authority.

This was why noble Divine Maiden families emphasized “pure blood.”

Such families heavily valued heritage, inevitably producing aristocratic supremacists.

Among them, elves were supremacists.

There were almost no elf hybrids in the world—Thanks to their strong beliefs about racial purity.

Even when mixed-bloods did exist, elves didn’t recognize them.

To them, tainted mixed blood shouldn’t exist.

Humans might approach half-elves for their attractive appearances, but they still didn’t trust them either.

Half-elves—Rejected by elves, and unaccepted by humans—A population isolated in its own world.

Elves would even expel their own people who married outsiders, stripping them of clan status and banning them from the Forest of Elves forever.

This was the harshest punishment.

A stern warning that crossbreeding would make one an eternal outcast.

Maybe elves had their reasons, but Teresa just couldn’t bring herself to like them.

As someone from Blue Star, she hated these pointy-eared snobs and their superiority complex.

It was like they saw themselves as the only ones who counted as “people,” while the rest of the world was livestock.

That was just her personal view, of course.

She was merely a foreigner who didn’t belong in this world, with no intention of forcing her values on others.

She was about to get kicked out of the academy and couldn’t even afford food.

Who had time to reflect on society?

She had no idea how many days had passed since leaving the academy. To avoid falling behind in her studies, she needed to get back quickly.

The headmaster of Coleman Academy was an elf—but at least someone who valued merit.

No matter your race, if you proved your ability, you could receive full scholarships, access to the best resources, and excellent teammates.

Unlike other academies, Coleman Academy used a team-based education system.

They didn’t just teach knowledge or power usage—but also life skills and social dynamics.

After all, the academy was a miniature society.

Upon enrollment, new students were expected to form teams.

Each team had a minimum of two and a maximum of six members.

One Divine Child and one Divine Maiden were mandatory.

Other roles had no strict requirements.

Since the commander of each team had to be the Divine Child, only Divine Children could form teams. Which meant they were responsible for recruiting members themselves. That required strong social skills. For introverted Divine Children, it was a nightmare.

Usually, your team would become your closest allies—Trusted comrades, emotional support, and maybe even future spouses.

So yes—your team at Coleman Academy could influence your whole life.

One thrives, all thrive.

One falls, all fall.

If you managed to snag some future big shot, or the heir to a prestigious noble house,

you were set.

For exceptional Divine Maidens, worrying about being chosen was never a problem.

As long as they were good enough, they didn’t even have to lift a finger.

Top Divine Children would come flocking to recruit them.

All they had to do was casually say, “I’ll think about it.” Then go home, compare data from all the offers, and pick their favorite.

They didn’t think of it as being “chosen” by a Divine Child.

They believed they were the ones choosing their Divine Child.

Divine Child awakening was random—It could happen to a commoner or a noble.

So many Divine Children came from humble backgrounds.

But Divine Maidens were different—Their power came from bloodline.

They were all from prestigious families.

The gap in status led to major issues—Like commoner Divine Children being unable to lead their Divine Maidens.

As expected, competition among Divine Children was brutal. They were all desperate to recruit elite Divine Maidens.

Sometimes, two teams would fight over one Divine Maiden. And Divine Children would offer every kind of perk imaginable.

Things like: Doing laundry, Cooking every day, Being their personal servant, Running the entire team around the Divine Maiden.

The terms were insane.

To Teresa, who was both socially anxious and had no energy to compete—It was laughable.

She knew she couldn’t out-compete anyone, so she didn’t even bother.

Whatever.

Let it rot.

But having no Divine Maiden in your team was also a problem…

Teresa glanced at the Divine Maiden countdown in her status.

Suddenly—She thought of a perfect idea.