Festival of the King of Elves

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How could it be so easy to train elves?

They are not robots and obey all orders 100%.

They are living beings with their own personalities, feelings and ways of thinking.

The little mosquito-repellent incense didn't expect this change and was stunned.

It saw its opponent running away and joined the baby bear. The two Rattata brothers pounced on the baby bear together and bit the baby bear.

The baby bear howled in pain and waved his arms to try to drive them away, but he couldn't get up. He could only dance and kick on the ground randomly, with several bloody wounds all of a sudden on his body.

"Nora, stop playing."

Haitong's voice was cold, and his first serious training revealed many problems.

After Nora heard this, the Ratha, which was struggling to support itself in front of it, was in bad luck.

In the last second, it was still circling with the opponent, looking for each other's weaknesses, like a beast in testing.

But in the next second, Nora's fierceness burst out, and she caught the rhythm break of the opponent's breathing and pounced on him.

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The sharp claws directly tore bloody wounds on the opponent's body, and the Ratta howled in pain.

Nora will not show any mercy to this kind of creature. When it was imprisoned, the most loved thing by humans was to let it fight with its kind. Because the food thrown into a cage was limited, it also had to compete with its kind for food. Otherwise, you will starve or even starve to death.

Growing up in such an environment, how could Nora have the slightest sympathy for her opponent?

Lada's painful howl only accelerated the process of its failure.

Nora opened her mouth, and her cold sharp front teeth that were like guillotines gnawed down hard, piercing deeply into the flesh and blood of her opponent Lada. Then she shook her head violently, like a liger, and directly threw the seriously injured opponent away.

Its beard was stained with blood again. It turned its head and walked step by step towards the two Rattata who were bullying the baby bears.

The two little rats found out that their father had lost, and saw this similar animal with a lot of their father's blood coming over. Their legs began to tremble uncontrollably. Their fear reached the limit, and a string broke in their minds. They screamed in fear, turned away and ran away

After being rescued by his companions, the baby bear stared at the rat with wide eyes. He was a little grateful and a little unwilling. He called out "Kumi" and tried to stand up.

It couldn't stand up, it was too tired.

The dozens of wounds on his body were also very painful.

He didn't feel it during the battle, but after the battle, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the baby bear was so painful that tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, Baby Bear, you are very brave. Your father will definitely be proud of you. At least now I think you performed really well just now."

Pittosporum's voice sounded at the right time to encourage the baby bear. At the same time, he already had spray medicine and a clean wet cloth in his hand.

"Kumi"

The baby bear suddenly became happy after hearing the compliment, thinking that his father would be proud of him. The trainer in front of him also recognized it, and it seemed that the wounds on his body were not so painful anymore.

But when the spray potion was sprayed on for disinfection, it was so painful that its teeth and mouth cracked again, and its originally cute little bear face wrinkled like an orange.

"Hold it, a man must be able to endure hardship and not shed tears."

Haitong said softly, then looked at the little blue guy who was a little lost. There was nothing unusual in his tone, he just said calmly: "Come here."

The little mosquito-repellent incense lowered its head, feeling that she must have done something wrong just now, maybe not even at all.

At this moment, it was very envious of the bravery and strength of the baby bear, and felt that it was so bad.

Haitong was not comforted. While helping the baby bear treat its wounds, he watched it wink at the little mosquito-repellent incense, trying to make his friend look cheerful again.

"We are companions and family members. Just now, little mosquito-repellent incense, what you have to do is very simple. If you think you can't defeat that Rattata, trust your companions. Trust Nora and Baby Bear to defeat their opponents. Then Come to help you, and all you have to do is to hold off your opponent and wait for your companions to help you, instead of just standing there and being angry with me in a daze, and then letting your opponent run to help his brother bully the baby bear, while you are just on the side In a daze, doing nothing.”

Haitong was just calm, saying one sentence after another for a long time.

There was no harsh scolding, nor was there any complaint that iron could not be made into steel. I just wanted to state the facts calmly.

He is not an educational genius, he is also a young man without a parent certificate and a trainer for newbies.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, before an emergency, Haitong dared to fight to the death with the powerful elf hunter in Luo Xiao Mountain, dared to negotiate terms with people like Mayor Gertie, and dared to directly attack Huatian Town when he was very weak. He never flinched even though he faced a group of evil people outside, and in the end he was tenacious and won the victory.

But now, Haitong doesn't have the slightest confidence in whether he can educate Xiao Mosquito Repellent well.

The small mosquito-repellent incense is still small, and some small problems will cause serious problems in the future. It is necessary to cut off the bad signs in time while they are still weak.

Haitong didn't think he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

He secretly told himself that he could only try his best, at least not to turn it into an ignorant and stupid elf who would harm his companions without even knowing "where he went wrong".

This should be the most important task as a trainer, not just teaching them to fight.

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Throughout the post-war healing process, the air became dull.

Baby Bear could sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He traveled with Haitong for a few days and could barely understand a few words, but he could tell that his tone was calm, but he must be teaching the tadpole a lesson.

Because the baby bear could see his friend lowering his head all the time, with big tears falling to the ground without knowing when, which made him feel sad.

Haitong is on the side, my head hurts and my heart hurts even more

From the first time he met this little guy's eyes in the research institute, he had chosen it.

In the next few days, Haitong has been taking care of it wholeheartedly as if it were her own child. When she is free, she is thinking about how to give it better growth conditions and environment.

He was thinking about working hard to make money, buying good-quality energy cubes for the little mosquito-repellent incense to enhance his physical condition, chatting with it often, and telling it stories before night. He didn’t care about other people’s trainers’ elves, but his own elves. In addition to being powerful in combat, the melon seeds in your head also need to become bright and shiny, and

No words were spoken, just the way the black-haired boy lowered his head to look at the tadpole. After he raised his head and saw it, he silently lowered his head again and cried harder, as if his body was really made of water.

The elves are children.

Sometimes children are very naughty and want to catch them and give them a good beating.

They are usually well-behaved, but when their parents or trainers smile, they want to stuff all the best things in the world around them and surround them.

But the spirit of an elf is as soft as a child.

Nora felt that it couldn't quite understand this. She just felt depressed and irritated, so she simply walked aside. It only liked this owner. The so-called companion was actually just a hindrance to the owner's face. Otherwise, she wouldn't bother to take a second look. She had free time. Time is better than holding a stone and grinding your teeth.

The baby bear panicked and wanted to comfort the little mosquito-repellent incense, but it ignored him at all and just kept crying.

Haitong didn't say a word, but the little bear got a little angry, and finally grabbed his trouser leg.

"Kumi Kumi"

The baby bear glared at the human, waved and shouted, then pointed at the little mosquito-repellent incense that had fallen to the ground and could hardly cry. However, it pulled the wound that had just scabbed due to the effect of the medicine, and it suddenly hissed and fell. Take a breath of air, it hurts

"Small mosquito coils."

Haitong spoke, his voice a little hoarse. In fact, he thought about many things during these few minutes of silence.

Including the scene just now, if that scene was a more dangerous actual battle, Nora could not hold back the formation, could not protect herself, and the mosquito coil still failed to change, then the baby bear and even the whole team would suffer miserably from it.

If you can't teach it well, then maybe sending it back to the institute early will be the real responsibility for it. At least there you can choose a new master who doesn't need it to fight.

Kaitong won't change his mind and become a powerful trainer, so his elves must be good at fighting.

When the mosquito-repellent tadpole heard the trainer calling it, its body trembled like an electric shock, and it raised its head excitedly. The expression on its face and eyes was so complicated for the first time since it was born.

There are lingering supplications, hopes for new life, and a bit of happiness and apprehension.

The little mosquito-repellent incense begged in its heart that the black-haired boy it already liked very much should stop being silent. It hated the silence just now, and thought it would be better if it could even scold it severely;

What I hope is that he forgives himself and that everyone can live happily together, forever like before today;

Happily, the trainer finally paid attention to him;

What is uneasy is that the little mosquito-repellent incense is afraid of hearing the words it fears most: "Let's go."

It is not wood. When we were in the research institute, a group of primitive elves who were no more than half a year old would sometimes gather together to listen to their "seniors" telling their stories and experiences.

These seniors were once old primitive elves who were sent back to the institute by the new trainers who received them for various reasons, but at least they were lucky and would not be abandoned in some wilderness on the road of travel.

The little mosquito-repellent incense had heard those stories. At that time, it couldn't quite understand why those seniors looked like they didn't care, but the emotions in their eyes made it feel different.

Now it feels that it may understand, but it would rather that it never understands.

Your own trainer decides how to treat it

What more will he say?