This trainer of elves is super surge

In his mind, he briefly reviewed his development in the three years of middle school. In the first year, he studied various cultural courses about elves and mastered the basic qualities of a trainer.

The next year, while vacationing in the Guoran Weng Village in the Johto area, I accidentally discovered the Guoran Weng Elf Egg with incredible potential. Then I refused the Kodak Duck arranged by the family and got the first starting elf in my life.

In the third year, Xiao Guoran, who relied on absorbing a large number of precious treasures before he was born, and even swallowed one directly after birth, became the champion elf super crystal, and achieved 174 consecutive draws in the school's training matches.

Whenever he thinks of these gains in school, and Xiao Guoran's usual twitching ears and carefree smile, the corners of Shen Zong's mouth will unconsciously rise, revealing a smile full of happiness.

This person has the potential to surpass the championship level before he is born, and he has been trained by himself at the cost of resources.

Nowadays, Xiao Guoranweng, the god of counterattack, has potential that is comparable to that of third-level gods such as Lightning Bird, Frozen Bird, and Flame Bird.

Elf levels: infant, novice, ordinary, elite, quasi-king, king, quasi-champion, champion, level [-] god, level [-] god, level [-] god.

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Just when Shen Zong was thinking deeply and secretly planning what kind of strong enemy he should find to help Xiao Guoran, whose strength was stuck at the peak of the ordinary level, break through the elite level and successfully evolve into Guoran Weng.

An old man about 70 years old, wearing a black suit with blue stripes, a white printed tie, and dark blue buckled leather boots, with a rigorous and respectful attitude.

Walking into the living room with a gentleman's steps and very precise steps, he stood upright next to the expensive sofa hand-sewn by the craftsman.

Looking at Shen Zong, who was slumped on the back of the sofa with a frown on his face, he raised his withered palms covered with black spots and stroked his three-inch gray beard. He sighed deeply and said softly with a look of helplessness on his face. :

"Master, as the future leader of the Genji family, you can no longer continue to be willful."

"Today, while the master and his wife are no longer here, forgive me for going against the rules and taking the decision for them. Please follow me to the family incubation house and select a representative elf of the Genji family, the Kodak."

While he respectfully said these words, the old man's eyes also quietly stayed in Shen Zong's arms, and there was a look of pity on the sleeping little Guoran with a smile on his face.

A little Guoran that should have evolved at the novice stage, but now that its strength has reached its ordinary peak, it still maintains the original form of Little Guoran.

According to his rich personal experience, this kind of over-repressed elf has exhausted its potential and will never have the chance to evolve in its lifetime.

Therefore, as the head butler of the Kanto Genji family and deeply trusted by the patriarch and his wife, it is necessary for him to correct the mistakes the young master made unintentionally and help him return to the correct, spacious and bright path.

"Can the water type reach the duck..."

After hearing that the man in front of him had once been saved by his father, he diligently stayed in the family and served for more than forty years on the grounds of repaying his kindness.

Long Bo, the great butler who watched him grow up, said these words solemnly and diligently.

Shen Zong, who slowly sat upright on the sofa, then stood up and stretched out with his little Guoran in his arms. After briefly considering the elf configuration of his future team, he casually gave his response with a glint in his eyes.

"Uncle Long, since you have made a decision, take me to the hatching house first."

"Master, please don't refuse in a hurry..."

"What?! You promised me!!"

The butler Long Bo didn't react at first, and his expression changed from serious to astonished. He was stunned like a stone statue for several seconds.

After confirming that Shen Zong, who stood up with a smile in front of him, had no intention of lying to him, the tension between his brows immediately relaxed.

He hurried forward and took Shen Zong's arm, as if relieved, he walked quickly to the incubator house in the backyard of the manor, wagging his gray beard and said with emotion:

"If the master and his wife know your choice, they will be very happy. After all, a Genji tribesman who does not have a Gotha duck or a Gotha duck can still be called a Genji tribesman."

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Listening to the excited Long Bo along the way, Chun Chun taught him about the great achievements of the family since its founding, and followed him to the incubation house located in the backyard of the family manor and guarded by many quasi-king trainers.

Shen Zong, who habitually covered the little Guoran's eyes with his right hand to prevent the sunlight from disturbing its sleep, had a harmless smile on his face.

After greeting the guard trainers one by one, he glanced sideways and out of the corner of his eye. The clansmen in the second and third rooms in the distance turned around and nodded politely to them.

Shen Zong, who was as stable as a mountain and acted as if nothing had happened, was urged by the steward Long Bo who was afraid of his sudden repentance, and the guard trainers who knew the eldest young master's daily situation.

Slowly walking into the green courtyard behind the townhouse, I silently covered my pupils with my superpowers, widening my eyes that reflected the mysterious golden light.

He carefully explored the specific aptitudes and potentials displayed in the bodies of the ducks sitting or standing in the wide courtyard, staring at the lake.

"Five stars, six stars, seven stars..."

"Quasi king, king, quasi champion..."

"The ducks in the family incubator are indeed no different from the last time I came here. Almost all of them have the same qualifications for future achievements."

"Although for ordinary people, the potential of a quasi-championship level is enough, but the goal I pursue in this life is not to stop at being the king of the regional league, or a quasi-champion that ordinary trainers look up to."

"Otherwise, I should continue to wait for my father's trump card, the offspring of the championship-level Gotha duck. Its children should be able to meet my requirements, but I don't know how long I have to wait."

"Trouble! The birth of offspring by powerful elves will have a great impact on their own combat power. My father will definitely not agree with Gotha Duck to be distracted by other things before the war of the Alliance's annexation of Sinnoh is over."

Shen Zong, who was lingering in his mind after reciting the above words, thought that he might not be able to get it in a short period of time, and the young boy with the potential to be a champion could reach the Queen.

Gently caressing the little Guoran's blue head a few times, a carefree smile appeared on his face, and he just turned around to leave the incubator house courtyard.

The expectant gaze of the butler Long Bo outside the door immediately blocked him in place, and the steps that were supposed to take him towards the exit suddenly became inexplicably heavy.

"Conquering elves is a lifelong matter. I don't want to be like those traditional trainers who shout that conquering is the foundation of a trainer."

"Then after screening them, the elves with low talents are thrown into foster care homes and sold to some underground institutions without asking or even ruthlessly."

"But can Long Bo's 73-year-old heart, full of hope and hope, be able to withstand the explanation I gave him..."