This trainer of elves is super surge

After Shen Zong and his party left...

"Senior brother, retrieving that Slowpoke is a task personally assigned by the abbot. Are we going back empty-handed like this?"

"Yes, senior brother, why don't we discuss it with them again, otherwise the punishment from the Punishment Institute..."

When the leading monk heard the words of the two junior disciples, an unknown anger suddenly surged out of his already anxious and depressed heart.

"Shut me all up!"

But soon, the expression between his eyebrows suddenly relaxed and opened inexplicably. He turned around and walked towards the town hall of Huipi Town, and said calmly:

"Do you think that an elf with the qualifications of a king can get it back so easily?"

"The Kanto Genji are not those small families that you usually bully. This Slowpoke is completely gone now."

"Follow me to the mayor, write down everything he says, and then go back and report it to the host."

Seeing their senior brother's free and easy turn, the other two monks from the Slowpoke Temple couldn't help but look back at each other.

It was as if he was wondering how his senior brother, who was never afraid of any difficulties, could choose to give up so easily.

"Yes, senior brother." (clasp hands) x2

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Huipi Town, tourist hotel.

Shen Zong, who had just entered the main entrance hall and was about to step onto the spiral staircase with a relaxed posture, was suddenly stopped by Long Bo solemnly.

Then Long Bo handed the Elf Balls of the Cat Boss, Circle Bear, and Bi Diao into his hands, and whispered in a stern tone:

"Master, take these three Poké Balls and stay in your room. I'll call someone to transfer the money to the Jupi Town finance account first to confirm the legality of your capture of Slowpoke."

"By the way, I'll inform the Second Master about the situation here and ask the family to send several high-level trainers over to prevent the people from the Slowpoke Temple from secretly attacking you in the wild."

After saying these words, Long Bo didn't give Shen Zong a chance to refuse. He forcefully stuffed the Poké Ball into his pocket and quickly walked to the private compartment where the hotel's communication facilities were located.

Helplessly looking at the cat boss who was watching the surroundings through the outer layer of the elf ball, Shen Zong did not think that the Slowpoke Temple dared to attack him.

At this, he could only sigh softly, touch the Slowpoke Poké Ball hanging on his combat belt, and then step up the spiral staircase and return to the room on the sixth floor.

"Sure enough, weng, go wash two trays of tree fruits."

"Kodakya, stop pretending to be asleep there."

He took out moo milk from his space backpack and poured it evenly into six white porcelain plates placed on the coffee table.

Shen Zong, who was sitting lazily on the sofa, released Long Bo's ace cat boss, circled the bear with his close bodyguards, and competed in the getaway car, and then said with a leisurely expression:

"What about the Slowpoke Temple and the local snake?"

"Their host is a person who understands the rules. He will not be stupid enough to trust me. There is only an ordinary quasi-celestial king guarding me. Long Bo is a little too nervous."

"You are right, Mr. Okita."

Hearing Shen Zong seeming to be talking to himself or pointing out something, the driver stood upright outside the door and replied in a low voice:

"Master Shen Zong, I am the last line of defense to protect you. Please don't greet me casually if you have nothing to do."

"The last line of defense..."

Shen Zong, who narrowed his eyes slightly, held the Nuan Jade pendant for a moment, picked up the Poke Ball at his waist, released Slowpoke, and said these words in an almost inaudible voice.

Inspire the super power to pick up Slowpoke, which is lying on the carpet, pretending to be stupid because of fear, and comfort its panicked heart with a friendly smile.

He turned his head and looked at the Kodak duck who was enjoying himself, pouting his long beak to eat the fruit, and Guo Ranweng, who was holding the plate with both hands and licking the moo milk, and said teasingly:

"It seems that our little pink has not yet accepted the fact that it has been conquered by me."

"Sure enough, weng, Ke Ke duck, you must take good care of it in the future."

"Sonas∽", "Ga∽?"

After receiving a perfunctory response from the two elves, Shen Zong gently stroked the Slowpoke's little paw, making sure that it had no concrete understanding of the world, and the greed in his heart gradually disappeared.

He turned to look sincerely at Slowmon, who was in his arms, filled with uneasiness and fear, and whispered in a gentle and doting tone:

"We are all your family."

"Take your time to adapt to your new life."

Having said this, Shen Zong, who knew not to be too hasty when it came to keeping his heart in mind, picked up a plate of moo milk and placed it firmly on his lap.

Their eyes glanced deeply at Long Bo's three elves, forgetting the three monks from the Slowpoke Temple, and then began to think seriously about the next destination of their journey.

Baiyin Mountain or Yanmo City...

No, now is the critical moment of the alliance family dispute. If I rashly appear on the Yulong family's territory, it can easily be mistaken for sending some kind of political signal.

It seems that this trip specially approved by my second uncle is not something that can be completed easily. Could it be that I can only go to some ordinary small towns or wild forests to spend this hard-earned and cherished time?

The lines representing various forces in Shen Zong's mind have been opposing several cities he wants to visit.

Slowpoke, who had not eaten since birth, was also seduced by the aroma of Moo Milk and couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it.

"Ya Dong∽" (delicious)

Feeling the little pink in his arms, he gradually let go of his defensiveness, and He Guoranweng used telepathy to convey the words into his heart.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his head, and he thought of Shen Zong at a certain address. Youyou slowly traced the Slowpoke's soft and delicate back with your palm.

Looking at the three little ones sitting on the carpet carefree and enjoying afternoon tea, they smiled and whispered softly:

"Sure enough, the potential star is what I want most urgently from the bottom of my heart. I might as well set off directly after getting the handmade elf ball."

"I don't know if Uncle Long will agree to follow me to that guy's secret manor."

...

15 minute later.

"Dong dong dong." (Knocking on the door)

"Master, the money from Huipi Town has been settled, but the family may not have any spare combat power in a short period of time to come to Huipi Town to protect you."

After hearing the respectful report from the butler Long Bo outside the door, Shen Zong, who had already guessed that his second uncle would reply, picked up the three Poké Balls on the table.

He took the idle cat boss, Circle Bear, and Bi Diao into them, carried Slowpoke to the door, opened the door, looked at Long Bo, whose eyes were calm and traceless, and said to him in a calm tone:

"You were too serious and nervous before. I still prefer Long Bo, the way you act calmly."

"You should familiarize yourself with the route to Yuanyue Town in advance tomorrow. I have decided on the next destination of this trip and will go there."

"...Yes, Master."