The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 125
A group of young girls gradually emerged on the stage. They all dressed up very trendy, but they wore bold clothes in winter. Accompanied by lights and music, they danced and sang lightly.

"This is the popular idol group recently."

Mo Ran heard Leng Nai's words, and nodded. He has always paid little attention to this kind of news, and has no chance to get in touch with this kind of news, so he simply kept silent.

The New Year's Trainer Competition held in Kaina City is the same as usual, and no hosts are present. After all, they are all in their own cities and are in charge of the New Year's Trainer Competition there.

Instead, the mayor of Kaina City delivered a New Year's greeting, and at the same time expressed the alliance's expectations and hopes for all the trainers, and wished them the desired results.

After the mayor finished speaking, the idol group came on stage again. This time they had elves beside them. As the music sounded, they and the elves jumped up together.

I see, are they all coordination trainers? . .Mo Ran nodded, and couldn't help affirming some thoughts about the coordinator in his heart.

but. . .Thinking of Mikri and his elves dancing on the stage, I suddenly felt a chill.

What he wants to become is probably not an idol coordinator.

Vomit, let me vomit for a while.Mo Ran's face was a bit ugly, and at the same time, he wanted to laugh, Nima would think of this matter to Mi Keli, really. . .Nobody left.

Obviously, this idol group has become very famous recently, many trainers stood up and applauded along with the beat.

Mo Ran shrank back, feeling a little bored.

In addition to the invited idol groups, there were also crosstalk talkers, and performers who simulated elf battles performed on stage. The opening ceremony alone was very lively.

Some are boring.

Mo Ran leaned on the back of her head and narrowed her eyes, while Leng Nai looked very devoted, and sometimes she would cover her mouth and chuckle lightly when she was amused by the funny jokes.

Although his position is Mo Ran now, he was not very interested in this kind of thing.

Because it's hard for me to imagine something that is really entertaining, Mo Ran thought of it with some self-deprecation.

With the end of the opening ceremony, Mo Ran and Leng Nai bid farewell, and the two embarked on two different paths home.

Mo Ran felt quite tired, it was heart tired, he did not expect to experience the life of a real alliance trainer for a day would be so tiring, but the other trainers seemed very happy.

It's over, I'm already a little socially afraid, Mo Ran smiles silently, if this continues, I will really become the appearance of Kurosawa, whether it's for myself to be able to live in the sun in the future, or for Mo Ran, my original identity , he has to accept this kind of life, this kind of life. . .Let him feel the dazzling life.

Mo Ran returned to the hotel, and after a brief wash-up, he let Moon Ibrahimovic out.

He seems to like the night very much, which is very similar to the ghost elf.

At night, the yellow patterns on his body shone with a faint brilliance, as if absorbing moonlight and turning it into energy.

It was really beautiful, Mo Ran nodded, and took Moon Ibrahimovic into his arms.

"Bo?" Moon Ibrahimovic tilted his head, and then licked Mo Ran's side face.

"You will be wronged in the last few days." Mo Ran smiled wryly, "Because Moon Ibrahimovic is too rare, if you rashly appear to join the battle, I will be exposed immediately."

"cloth?"

Moon Eevee shook his head, expressing his confusion.

"Maybe a researcher from the alliance will take you away." Mo Ran said softly. If he exposed the existence of Moon Eevee now, he would be targeted by both black and white in the next moment.

The alliance will send researchers to negotiate, and the underworld. . .Those guys are expected to be strong. At that time, what Mo Ran faces may be the famous elf hunter.

Mo Ran frowned, he didn't want to make a fuss, especially since the water fleet he was staying at now didn't have the ability or reason to protect him.

"cloth..."

Moon Ibrahimovic nodded, expressing that he understood, but it was a pity that he couldn't use his new moves to fight.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future."

Mo Ran comforted softly.

After all the elves were settled, Mo Ran studied scientific research materials on the bed for a while, and soon after, Ibrahimovic yawned and fell asleep.

……

The next day, Mo Ran brought two elf balls to the gymnasium.

Usually he brings all the elves with him, but today he only brought two, because if he wanted to enter the venue of the New Year's Trainer Competition, he had to do a full-body scan to make sure he wasn't carrying any dangerous props, and the number of elf balls was the same. No more than three.

Mo Ran didn't want to be exposed in this state, so of course he obediently only carried two poke balls.

After finishing the body scan, under the instructions of the staff, Mo Ran walked into a huge room with other trainers. There were numbers flashing on the screen, obviously the two people who were about to fight.

Mo Ran found a relatively open corner to sit down, and saw a trainer beside him get up and walk towards the staff. Obviously, he was the trainer who was about to start the elf battle.

He and another trainer stood in front of the staff at the same time, and after handing in their ID cards for the competition, they followed the staff into the long and narrow corridor.

There are soundproof battle venues there, but here it is relatively general, there is no difference between grassy venues, rocky venues, and desert venues, only basic venues.

After Mo Ran learned about this from the distributed manual, he closed the booklet, sat aside, and looked at the big screen with fluorescent lights.

The surrounding gradually became noisy, but fortunately for Mo Ran, he was quickly called, and then he stood up and walked towards the staff.

"Please show your battle identity." The staff member said politely, wearing a peaked cap.

Mo Ran took out his battle ID card, and his opponent, a young man much older than him, also took out his battle ID card.

"Please follow me." After the staff checked their identities, they nodded to the two, walked ahead, and led the two into the long corridor.

There are battle rooms on both sides. Mo Ran took a rough look at it. Including floors, there are at least hundreds of battle rooms here.

It can be said that a morning's battle can eliminate ordinary people.

Mo Ran nodded, although it was cruel, it was much more convenient.

He gently grasped the black high-grade ball with his hand, feeling very relaxed in his heart.

Obviously, he didn't think he could fail.

(End of this chapter)