My elf is so clever

278. The story of the sand crocodile (Part )

"Get out of here, traitor! tui!"

A Rattata spat at the Sand Crocodile with great contempt in his words.

The sand crocodile has become accustomed to it and passes by Little Ratha without changing its expression.

Over the years, it has become indifferent to this level of slander.

There is only one thing in its heart, and that is revenge.

The external harm to it is not as uncomfortable as the internal self-blame it feels towards itself.

Sand Crocodile also gradually believed that he was one of the murderers who killed his eldest brother, Swampert.

It will use its blood to wash away the sinful debts of this body.

"I'm tui! Why are you pretending to be innocent? You're such a pathetic person who just accepts everything. You're obviously the murderer, so don't pretend to be so great! It's really disgusting!"

Rattata obviously didn't want to let the sand crocodile go.

But the sand crocodile didn't bother to pay attention to it. With this level of insult, it couldn't break its defense.

"Don't say that to Mr. Crocodile!"

What the Sand Crocodile didn't expect was that there was an elf speaking for it.

"I saw Mr. Crocodile last night, crying alone in the lake and swamp. He cried so sadly that he couldn't do this if he was really a traitor! I also asked my mother, and he told me that it was actually the plan. Let Mr. Crocodile, the bastard, pretend to be a traitor, but actually lure that one out, then ambush and kill it!"

A chrysanthemum leaf stood in front of the sand crocodile and reasoned with Little Ratta seriously.

When the whole world thinks their ideas are right, different ideas are disadvantages.

So, no matter how you explain the disadvantages, no one will believe it.

This is the mob.

When an isolated individual, he has his own distinctive individual characteristics, but when this individual is integrated into a group, all his individuality will be submerged by the group, and his thoughts will immediately be replaced by the group's thoughts.

And when a group exists, it will have characteristics such as emotionality, no objections, and low IQ.

Now, the elves who think the Sand Crocodile is a traitor are just a bunch of rabble.

Rattata looked at Jucaoye in disbelief. He thought Jucaoye was crazy and would choose to trust this traitor.

"Hey!"

Rattata turned and ran.

Ju Caoye thought she had convinced Little Lada with reason, and smiled at Sand Crocodile, saying that she was very powerful.

"Ha ha……"

The sand crocodile did not express acceptance and sneered at the chrysanthemum grass leaf.

"What do you know about me? Talking to yourself, you are so naive!"

After saying that, Sand Crocodile turned around and left.

For the first time in a long time, the sand crocodile felt angry.

It feels that its own heart has been seen through, which is a very shameful thing.

It suffered countless pains, and it silently endured all humiliations just for revenge.

It does not need the approval of other elves. It feels that only by being more strict with itself and torturing itself crazily can it feel that it is great.

The sand crocodile was holding back its breath. It wanted to let the whole world know that they were wrong at the moment when their revenge was taken.

This is what keeps it alive.

Unfortunately, all this was ruined by a chrysanthemum leaf.

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What kind of thing is that?

I don’t need it at all!

I am a lonely ascetic, bearing all the pain alone.

The more repressed, the greater!

I am the savior.

How can a weak chrysanthemum leaf understand my greatness?

It doesn't deserve it!

The sand crocodile left angrily. As it was leaving, it saw Little Rattata leading a group of accomplices, walking in the original direction.

Looking at their menacing appearance, they most likely are looking for trouble for that Chrysanthemum Grass Leaf.

The sand crocodile shrugged, thinking: It's not my business, why should I care so much? Besides, they are all a group of elves, and they will not kill them.

It strode towards the nest where it lived.

One step, two steps...

The sand crocodile began to frown. It didn't even know why it was frowning.

"I'm worried about that chrysanthemum leaf? Are you kidding! Does it deserve it too?"

It seems that only by talking to yourself in this way can you convince your heart.

The sand crocodile gave up walking and started running quickly.

"I don't care about it! It's a weak but arrogant guy!"

The sand crocodile clenched its claws and continued to run forward.

As he ran, the sand crocodile closed his eyes.

"hateful!"

It roared, turned back, and ran towards the original place.

"I'm not doing it for that chrysanthemum leaf! I just left something there. Yes, yes! I went back to get something!"

The sand crocodile didn't notice that its long snout had already been slightly raised.

Jucaoye didn't know why the sand crocodile suddenly scolded it and finally turned around and walked away.

It tilted its head, and the leaves above its head drooped.

"But, I really feel that Mr. Crocodile is very pitiful!"

Jucaoye said to herself.

When it thought of the Sand Crocodile crying alone in the swamp that night, it felt that it was impossible for such a gentle Sand Crocodile to betray its elder brother.

"Ugh!"

Ju Caoye let out a long sigh: "Maybe Mr. Crocodile, the gangster, has his own things to do, right?"

It is still making excuses for the sand crocodile, only in this way can it feel at ease.

Not long after, Rattata arrived with a group of elves.

This movement was so big that the leaves above the chrysanthemum grass felt it and immediately stood up.

Jucaoye's first reaction was that Rattata had asked the elves to come over and hurt Mr. Crocodile.

"What are you doing!"

It also yelled at Rattata and the others loudly.

Little Ratta pointed at the chrysanthemum leaf and said, "That's it. It also excused the traitor, saying that the damn traitor didn't betray Mr. Swampert!"

"what?"

"Is there such a fool?"

"It's such a weird one!"

"That traitor is a traitor! Is there any other explanation for this?"

Faced with the rebuttals of so many elves, Ju Caoye seemed to be defending herself from being slandered.

It was so angry that its whole face turned red, and said angrily: "I don't allow you to slander Mr. Crocodile! It is obviously a victim too, why do you only want to believe what you believe?"

This time, the explosive barrel was ignited.

"What do traitors look like?"

"Speak for the traitor, it is also a traitor!"

"Yes! It is also a traitor! Fight the traitor!"

"Fight the traitor! Let you speak for the traitor."

The elves rushed towards Jucaoye. Although Jucaoye was scared, she did not dodge.

It insists that it is right and Mr. Crocodile is not a traitor.

Therefore, it cannot hide, it must face it head-on.

When the sand crocodile arrived, the scene was in a mess, with only the huddled chrysanthemum leaves left.

It was trembling all over, and half of the leaves on its head were eaten away.

Despite this, it did not make a sound.

When Ju Caoye saw the sand crocodile, its swollen eyes smiled like crescent moons.