Elf: I'm really a civilian trainer

Chapter 316 The King of Harvest
"Abba, does the King of Plenty really exist?"

"Here... on that land where the ice and snow never melts, there is a wonderful country. It is called the country of fertility. Whether it is humans, elves, or plants, they will thrive there and live a worry-free life. A carefree life.”

"Then can I also go to the Land of Plenty?"

"of course can."

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"The Deer with antlers should be arriving soon. As long as we can go to the Kingdom of Plenty, we will definitely be able to find the King of Plenty. What my father said may not be true. Maybe the King of Plenty has already returned."

"No, it must have come back, definitely!"

"As long as the King of Plenty knows what happened to us, he will definitely be able to help us, and everything will be fine..."

In the wind and snow, the middle-aged man followed the strange-antlered deer. Although he was wearing thick clothes, he was still unable to block the biting cold here.

call--

The violent snowstorm intensified, and the hood on his head was lifted. He became unstable and rolled continuously in the snow.

The biting cold made his body stiff. The Deer looked at him worriedly. He wanted to say something, but found that he had lost all feeling in his mouth. He could only feel the Deer licking his face...

In a daze, he heard a strange cry, and then saw a black horse as black as ink.

The mount of the Lord of Plenty, the Ghost Horse?
Has the King of Plenty really appeared?
In his sight, the dark ghost horse came to his side and let out a roar.

Lingyouma left...

Confused, confused, and lost, his consciousness became increasingly blurred. He tried to recall the appearance of the King of Abundance in the portrait, but found that his memory became increasingly blurred.

When he was dying of consciousness, the seed left by his father on his wrist appeared with a scorching power, making his body feel as warm as a hot spring.

A wonderful picture appeared in his mind, and he seemed to see the distant future.

The biting cold and the eternal ice and snow will eventually dissipate. When the ice and snow here melt, the King of Plenty will return from afar and bring life to this place.

And he, who is sleeping, will wake up under the watchful eye of the King of Plenty...

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"...The Lord of Plenty."

Laika murmured to herself, and a little color returned to her dim eyes.

"Huh? Are you awake already? Jirachi has used [Prayer] on you more than ten times, and he is almost about to use [Healing Wish] on you."

"As long as Jirachi uses [Healing Wish], he will feel very bored for a long time. Even if Mark rubs Jirachi's head, Jirachi will not feel happy."

"No, after adding points this time, Jirachi's strength has recovered a bit. Maybe the side effects of using [Healing Wish] have disappeared, so... let's experiment?"

"No, it's better not to experiment..."

The man looked up blankly. A little guy with a star-shaped head was flying around above his head, and he kept saying something, which made him feel noisy.

where is he?

What happened?
The man covered his head, trying to remember what happened.

"You look very similar to Riolu. Have you lost your memory too?"

"That's right! Let Jirachi analyze it..."

In Laika's sight, the little guy floating in the air suddenly put on clothes.

Wearing a strange hat, a burning pipe in his mouth, and a magnifying glass in his hand.

Soon, the little guy was looking at his body with a magnifying glass.

"Okay, Jirachi has analyzed it. You are the key to Mark's search for the ghost horse. Jirachi's intuition is not wrong!!" Laika did not respond to Jirachi's words, but just observed the surrounding scene blankly.

He seemed to be in a spacious tent with white lights above it and a burning fire in the center. On the fire was a pot of sweet-smelling food that looked like some kind of porridge.

Outside the entrance of the tent, strong winds and heavy snow were howling.

But the strange thing is that the wind and snow cannot enter the tent at all, and the tent does not show any signs of shaking.

The man soon discovered something.

At the entrance of the tent, there seemed to be a looming silver film. Although it looked as fragile as foam, it completely blocked the wind, snow and cold outside.

Laika moved his stiff body. He gradually stood up, staggered to the entrance of the tent, and stretched out his palms.

The silver film did not hinder him in any way, allowing his palm to pass through easily.

The next moment, the storm and ice and snow pierced his palms.

Laika took his hand back, looking at his frozen fingers with a confused look on his face.

"Mark said that your body has a plant power similar to that of Ye Yibu, but it is a little different. In short, your body cannot be frozen.

However, it is not good to freeze it for a long time.

By the way, were you also chosen by Xerneas? "

The man turned back blankly, looked at the little guy behind him, and shook his head.

He had no idea what Xerneas was.

Soon, the man continued to turn his head back and looked at the frosty world outside the tent again.

The ice and snow show no signs of melting, everything has not recovered, and the King of Abundance does not seem to appear...

Could it be that...the future scenes that appeared in his mind were all hallucinations?
In his memory, he came to the stormy snowfield based on the map left by his ancestors, trying to find the legendary fertile country hidden deep in the snowfield.

He wanted to ask the Lord of Plenty to save his people.

Then, he lost consciousness in the snow.

"Sly-horned deer!"

Laika thought of her companions who depended on each other for life, and glanced towards the tent, but she didn't see the sly-antlered deer at all.

He quickly reached for the pocket on his waist.

I planned to unzip the pocket, but accidentally tore the pocket and the Poké Ball inside fell to the ground.

The man picked up the elf ball in confusion.

The Poké Ball was empty. As he pressed the switch, the button of the Poké Ball fell off and broke into two pieces as if it was weathered.

Laika looked at her clothes and then at her Poké Ball, her eyes gradually widening.

Whether it was the mess of the clothes or the fragile Poké Ball, it showed that a long time had passed.

"Has...a long time passed?"

Jirachi floated in front of Laika and said: "Jirachi is not sure either. Mark said you have been sleeping for at least hundreds of years. As for how many years, Mark is not sure.

By the way, you haven't answered Jirachi's question yet. Do you know where the ghost horse is? "

The man murmured: "The King of Plenty will come back. When it comes back, the ice and snow will melt, all things will revive, and the Kingdom of Plenty will open again..."

As the man spoke, the prophecy-like scene once again appeared in his mind. The frozen man was awakened by the King of Fertility, and everything revived and was full of vitality...

The man suddenly realized something, turned to look at the wishing star Kira and prayed: "I understand, did you come with the King of Harvest?"

(End of this chapter)