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The idea of ​​hanging a basket around his neck failed because the Latino lady Fuko pointed at him and laughed for a long time after seeing his new image.

Not yet thick-skinned enough to turn a blind eye to such a reaction, Xiaomao accepted the messenger bag provided by Fengzi in order to get rid of the nickname of "little mushroom picking girl" that was buckled on his head. The things were moved into the messenger bag, and the ice elf was carried in the backpack.

This arrangement makes both the ice elf who feels that he has regained his unique position and Liuwei who likes to jump around on his left and right shoulders feel very satisfied. Xiao Mao, who has resolved the dispute between the elves, is also really relieved .

In the early morning of the next day, he followed the previous agreement, walked through the elf nature reserve, and met the tearful Ditto and Mr. Caesar holding a shotgun beside the lake.

Xiaomao hesitated for a moment, and originally planned to leave before the other party found him, but Mr. Caesar had a keen sense of hearing, and judged from the "rustling" sound of withered grass that it was a human being rather than some kind of wild elf. He quickly turned his head and saw It was him who looked very badly at the back: "You shamelessly tricked my little elf, just because you are also worthy to be the middle-level investigator of the alliance?"

"It can only be said that the elves you raise are relatively naive in nature and have no defense against humans." Xiaomao blinked, and the ice elf poked his head out from the backpack behind him: "La huh?" Want to help you Get rid of this annoying uncle?

"Goo~goo~" He has been yawning lazily for a long time, and Liuwei, who seems to be indifferent to everything, has also opened his eyes completely, and his curly tail is raised upwards, ready to fight at any time.He dared to point a black hole shotgun at its trainer, and still speak in such a heavy tone, did he really treat himself like an onion?

"Barry~barry?" Balram curled up in Xiaomao's arms, tilting his head in doubt and anticipation, asking him if there was any good show to watch.

The elves around Xiaomao's waist were also trembling slightly. Xiaomao could feel the elf's desire to fight, but he just gently stroked a few round elf balls, and said in a low voice: "No! Relationship, Mister Caesar is also protecting the miniature dragon."

"That's enough, don't talk about him!" Caesar didn't show the slightest fear, and still stared at him fiercely, "I'm telling you for the last time, get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The opponent's muzzle was raised upwards, and now Xiaomao's restraint and reassurance were no longer effective. The fire dinosaur, Shakira and the big-mouthed bat all automatically emerged from the elf ball and guarded his surroundings. Posted an offensive stance.

Caesar didn't carry the Kati dog who often patrolled with him, only a tearful Ditto who shrank himself into a shivering ball, but Xiaomao brought a full staff of elves, and the combat effectiveness of the two sides was completely out of proportion.

The forest ranger in the wild wilderness area glanced at it and realized that if there was a conflict, he had no chance of winning. I will definitely expose your theft to the Alliance."

The old man is still so stubborn at this point, Xiaomao sighed softly in his heart, trying to reason with the other party: "I think you probably misunderstood, none of my thirty field balls have been used, and I I have the right to stay here for a long time, during this period, it is my freedom to recover what kind of elves, and I am not controlled by anyone's threat."

"Dara!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shakira immediately spun to block between his trainer and Caesar, preventing the other party from attacking and actually shooting Xiaomao.

Of course, Caesar knew that what the other party said was true, and it was really calculated according to the laws and regulations of the alliance. In fact, he was the one who made unreasonable troubles and threatened with illegal guns.But it’s impossible to follow the law. Caesar remembered the happy experience he had with the released miniature dragon 30 years ago, and gritted his teeth: “I won’t allow you to be like you who just want to take advantage of the little dragon.” Trainers of elven powers took its offspring away."

Xiaomao froze for a moment, feeling powerless against such logic: "When did I become a bad trainer who just wanted to use the abilities of elves?" up.

"You have already brought six elves with you." Caesar glanced at the few elves around him, "I think you must have more than six elves? You obviously don't have the ability to take care of and train them all, but Or do you want to get more elves unsatisfied, what is the difference between you and those poachers in the Rockets?"

Only then did Xiaomao understand the problem. Indeed, in this world, there are great differences and disputes about the number of trainers. Many people firmly believe that those who truly respect elves will not foster their elves in the research institute. .

Mr. Caesar has only seen two elves, Cardidog and Ditto, even including the miniature dragons released before, and there are only three. The other party is obviously opposed to the trainer's too many elves.

Xiaomao moved his lips and looked up at him sincerely: "Of course there are differences. Team Rocket captures elves for profit, and they often capture elves illegally through violent and despicable means. The elves are just taking advantage of relationships, and don't put much love into them. But for me, each elf is an independent individual, and it deserves my [-]% patience and love to raise it."

His voice and expression showed [-]% sincerity, Caesar was a little moved, and subconsciously relaxed the hand holding the shotgun.

Such small movements did not escape Xiaomao's eyes, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. Everyone would say this kind of nonsense. The hypocrisy is empty, but when placed in the elf world where the folk customs are unexpectedly simple, the effect is very impressive.

"If you don't believe me, you can see that the relationship between me and my elf is quite good, and the degree of intimacy is very high." Xiaomao blinked to make himself appear more sincere, and put Balram on his right shoulder Go up, hugging Fire Dinosaur and Shakira one by one.

The ice elf hopped onto his left shoulder very cooperatively and stood side by side with Six Tails, and the big-billed bat flapped its wings and landed on his neatly combed dark brown hair.

This picture of a harmonious and happy family celebrating the reunion made Variety let out an envious "cat purring cat purring" sound, timidly glanced at the old and long Caesar, whose light purple body continued to huddle into a ball and pretended to be dead.

Caesar hesitantly put down the shotgun that was raised in the air, but his brows were still frowning: "Don't evade my previous question, I hate the trainer for subduing the elves but not cultivating them well."

In fact, Xiaomao has really thought about this problem deeply. With more and more elves, they will definitely be sent back to the Damu Research Institute, and more elves will not be able to travel with him—this is very important for him. It's obviously unfair to them.

However, Xiaomao's own perfectionism and possessiveness make it difficult for him to release the elves he has carefully nurtured and cared for, because he really puts [-]% of his efforts and care into each elf.As the journey continues, the problems caused by the increase in the number of elves become more and more obvious.

He took a breath, and finally said: "Actually, this involves my positioning for my future. Each trainer can only carry six elves with him. There will be quite a few neglected and neglected - after traveling for a few years, I will give up the journey and return to Grandpa's research institute in Zhenxin Town to do elf research work, so that I can spend a long time with my elves gone."

He said this with a very serious attitude. Although Caesar is just a walk-on, not even a passer-by, but Xiaomao said it in front of his elf, which is equivalent to making a promise.

As Dr. Oki and Nishino Mori V said, the most suitable identity for him is not a passionate elf trainer, but a peaceful and stable elf researcher and breeder.

The Fire Dinosaur turned its head to look at him, moved its crimson beak slightly, but in the end said nothing. It just wrapped its evolved claws around his neck and stabbed him with its sharp nails. The wings of the thorny big-mouthed bat glared at it unwillingly. Once upon a time, the top of the trainer's head was only its territory.

Caesar watched him silently for a long time, and finally relaxed completely: "Okay, I will trust you for now. For the sake of your serious attitude, as the former owner of the miniature dragon, I will give you The right to subdue its descendants, but whether you are lucky or not, and whether you have the ability to subdue a miniature dragon with a high race value, depends on your own ability."

As soon as the old-fashioned old man let go, Ditto, who had just been puffed up by the tense atmosphere between the two sides, immediately smiled, his eyebrows crooked, his black beady eyes narrowed into a slit, and he couldn't help nodding: "Cat, cat! Woo~~"

Just as Caesar said, the hakron living in the lake used to belong to his elf. In order to release the hakron, Caesar was willing to spend his whole life as a wilderness ranger with no future. deep.

Xiaomao had been faintly worried before, because of Caesar's hostile and disgusted attitude towards him before, even if he was really lucky and ran into a miniature dragon, I am afraid that Hackron would come out to make trouble in the process of subduing him .

Now with Caesar's permission, everything will be much simpler.