[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-9":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated as an Elf Prince",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},267324,538,"Chapter 9 9: Outside","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-9",9,"\u003Cp>A few months later, Lindarion found himself facing an unexpected challenge—learning how to dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know whether to laugh or cry from the sheer frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This can't be real…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought crossed his mind as he tripped over his own feet for what felt like the hundredth time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dance instructor, an elven woman named Sylvie, looked young—at least by elven standards. He couldn't quite tell her actual age, but she was probably somewhere around fifty or sixty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion barely had time to finish the thought before he stumbled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prince, you're not moving your feet correctly! I'll show you again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she moved flawlessly. Her brown hair shimmered in the sunlight as she twirled effortlessly in the center of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…I'm supposed to do that? Do they realize I'm five?!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This whole dancing nonsense felt harder than forming his Mana Core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, your turn, Prince.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes, give it a try…]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion nodded and stepped onto the dance floor again. To any outsider, he must have looked like a fool, especially since he could feel the system trying to hold back its laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'You wouldn't do any better, he thought.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought was immediately interrupted as he fell straight on his butt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[We'll never know, will we?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…Fair point.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think that's enough for today, Prince. Get some rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, Sylvie. Thank you for the lesson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave her a small nod, and she bowed before leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sigh, Lindarion slumped against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'System, put 7 points into Dexterity, 4 into Endurance, and 4 into Mana. Then show me my stats.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Points distributed.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——[INFO]——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——[ATTRIBUTES]——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm growing stronger, slowly. Only at the second sub-stage…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Alright, this should make things easier. Let's try again.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion stepped onto the dance floor once more, carefully focusing on every tiny movement as if handling a newborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't perfect, but it was progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm getting better… it's just a matter of time now.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts, followed by a deep voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll get the hang of it soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion immediately recognized the voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Eldrin.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly turned toward his father and gave a small bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father, it's good to see you. It's been a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin placed a hand on his shoulder, an unfamiliar gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow me, son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word, he strode out of the room, and Lindarion followed behind him like a lost puppy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Why is he always so mysterious?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked past the palace gates. For the first time, Lindarion was leaving through the main entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are we going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walk felt endless, as if they were moving through a timeless void. Just as Lindarion thought he might die of boredom, his father finally stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A training ground?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elven men and women filled the vast open field, moving in synchronized drills. The place stretched for hundreds of meters, as far as the eye could see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked closer, whispers spread around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that the prince…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The prince?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think so… what was his name again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lindarion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father's voice cut through the murmurs like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is where our warriors train.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was weight behind those words—memories, unspoken but present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even children trained here, ones slightly older than Lindarion, around nine years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapons filled the area—swords, bows, spears—all gleaming as if forged by a master craftsman from the purest, strongest metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These are the most talented of the new generation. Though they lack real battle experience, their potential is immense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin sat down on a nearby bench, far more casual than one would expect from a king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So casual'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Because he's strong.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'True…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have even greater talent, son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were quiet, meant only for Lindarion. Still, a few warriors nearby glanced in their direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I'm still just a kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion sighed, sitting beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For hours, they watched the warriors train. Sparks flew as their swords clashed, their movements a blur to Lindarion's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, deep inside, something stirred. His blood boiled. He wanted to fight. To test his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'If only I were older…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take my hand, son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden request broke the silence. Lindarion hesitated but nodded, reaching out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around them distorted, warping like shattered glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he knew it, they stood in a massive library.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'That was teleportation, wasn't it?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Correct, and at a very high level.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Then why did we walk so much earlier…?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll leave you here for now. Something urgent came up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, Eldrin vanished like a phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…Are you kidding me? What kind of father does this to a child?!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone now, Lindarion glanced around. The library was eerily silent. If anyone else was there, they remained unseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Might as well read something…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He browsed the shelves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The Prince and the Princess… No.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shoving the book back, he frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Is there anything actually useful here?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes. A lot.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'That was a fast answer.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With thousands—no, tens of thousands—of books, the system was probably right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One title caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Swordsmanship Guide Vol. 1\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So there's more than one volume…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flipping it open, he found illustrated techniques, almost like a manual. The first few pages covered basic forms, but they were still useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shame I don't have anything to practice with.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He read through the book in minutes, committing every technique to memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a fanatic, he scoured the shelves for the other volumes. He needed to read them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Knowledge is addictive…but I still hate studying.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gathering three more books, he realized he wouldn't finish them before his father returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he debated what to do, a small black circle appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What's this?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Inventory. You can store books and retrieve them later.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I have this?! Why didn't you tell me earlier..'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You never asked, Host.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Thanks for nothing.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he tossed books into the black void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'\"Basic Manipulation of Mana\"—this will be useful as well.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw the book in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one will miss a few books in a place this big.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, he ran out of books to stash and picked one to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The World of Mana\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A particular passage caught his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Elven scholars believe that the first beings to wield mana were not mortals, but ancient spirits that still slumber beneath the roots of the world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Interesting… I never thought of that.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another line stood out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The greatest flaw of mages is arrogance. One who controls mana must remember—they are not its master, only its conduit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What about those loved by mana?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion chuckled. The book had a point—arrogance led to downfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one line made him pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beyond mere spells and incantations lies the deeper truth of mana: it is not a force to be wielded, but a language to be understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A language…?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish the thought, a hand landed on his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've made a good choice, son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion nearly jumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father?! Don't scare me like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion exhaled as he looked at his father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should go now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin said as he grabbed Lindarion's hand carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, they were back in his room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Read as much as you can, Lindarion. You can use the Palace's library like you did just now. Knowledge will be your greatest weapon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Eldrin ruffled his hair and disappeared once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So technically… I stole from my own library. Congrats, me.'\u003C\u002Fp>",1240,"2026-05-29T17:03:12.477Z","2026-06-01T04:29:47.183Z",1,"novelbin.me","e2e73effe39507698fbb94622b8302cf0aa5985b22009b847c5234df8ce63b19","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-10","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-8",564,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-cover.jpg"]