This elf world is a bit strange

A powerful armored bird protected him, blocking all the powerful aura emanating from the rocks.

"Okay, it's done. What happened just now was just a stress reaction from breaking out of a sealed state. This doesn't happen normally. Let it try it on. It will definitely be good for it. You are very lucky, and this stone is also very lucky."

The smooth immutable stone was taken out from the raw stone in just a few moments.

A light red necklace was passed through the top, and at a glance, it was the perfect size for Pogamon.

"Thank you very much, boss. I took advantage of you this time. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay you."

Firion leaned forward. He had already recognized that the powerful force just now was most likely from the first-level god from the Sinnoh region, Dialga.

Even if this immutable stone was not once held by Dialga, it must have been a rare item dug out from a place where it had lived for a long time. It is by no means comparable to ordinary immutable stones.

Although it does not have the divine power of the law of time, it also contains rich steel energy, which becomes more condensed with the accumulation of years.

The moment it was worn on Pogamon, invisible waves completely locked its evolutionary impulse, allowing it to have no worries in combat and training.

At the same time, strands of energy were seeping out from the Immutable Stone every moment, blending into Pogamon's body without any hindrance, strengthening it imperceptibly.

Before it evolves, it gets a taste of the future.

"You don't have to be so polite. You go ahead. I need to rest as well. If you really want to repay me, please help me keep an eye out for good stones if we meet again."

The boss waved lazily and winked at Pogaman. He was in a good mood and lay back in the recliner with his eyes closed, pretending to rest.

"Well, I won't bother you anymore, boss. But before I leave, there is something I think I need to remind you of, and it may be of some help to you."

Firion bowed politely, and before leaving, his words were full of meaning.

"Oh? What did you say? It can help me... Tell me about it."

Rocking slightly on the recliner, the boss seemed a little skeptical of Filio's words.

"That is, your disguise is not perfect enough. If you want to do something under your current identity, I'm afraid you can't hide it from anyone."

Filio lowered his voice so that his words could just reach the boss' ears without attracting the attention of others.

"..."

The boss said nothing, but opened his eyes.

The intimidating aura enveloped him in an instant, locking Firion in place.

But in a flash, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"You have a good eye indeed. Looks like I have to leave work early. Can we find a place to sit down and chat?"

Although it was a question, it had an unquestionable strength.

The aura of the league champion, no matter how restrained, is still very powerful.

As he spoke, he stood up and packed up the few things he had. His every move no longer showed the slowness of a middle-aged man, but instead the energy and agility typical of a young man.

"Let's get to know each other, what's your name?"

Putting the last demolition equipment into the huge mountaineering bag, the boss asked with a smile and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, Champion Daigo of Hoenn, I am Firion, a traveler from Sara."

Firion extended his hand neither humbly nor arrogantly, and while shaking hands with Daigo, he introduced himself.

"Oh? You actually guessed who I am. It seems like you have an exceptionally good eye."

The boss, or the strong and powerful Daigo-san, took off the realistic mask on his face, revealing his handsome true face.

With delicate features and a gentle temperament, even Firion could hardly outshine her.

Chapter 109: The Strong and Powerful Daigo-san (1/2)

"Speaking of disguise, your voice doesn't match your age, your hair texture is too rough, and your hands are not disguised at all. These are all in conflict with your appearance. For a middle-aged traveling merchant, your voice, hair, skin, and the roughness of your hands are the most basic features of your appearance."

Not far from the market, in a corner of a coffee shop, the two sat opposite each other, and Filio continued what he had not finished saying at the stall.

"I see... It seems like there is some knowledge involved here. I've learned a lot." Daigo nodded, took a sip of his coffee, and smiled, "So, based on my preference for steel and my love for stone, you guessed it was me?"

"Yes, that's right. But at that time I just had some guesses, and I couldn't be completely sure until the end."

Firion nodded modestly.

"It's really interesting. No wonder Xiaofeng and Xiaonan praised you so highly the last time I went back to Green Ridge. I was wondering who Firio was before, but I didn't expect to run into him by accident today. I'm really lucky."

With his hands crossed on the table, his voice was clear and his tone was calm. Daigo no longer pretending to be a middle-aged shop owner and returned to his usual gentlemanly demeanor.

"It seems that next time I want to set up a stall in a place like this to experience life, I will have to ask you for some lessons first, otherwise it will be easy to make a fool of myself if seen by insiders."

"The perfect champion Daigo actually likes to pretend to be an ordinary person and experience life at the market?"

Firion was a little curious and surprised about meeting Daigo today.

Although I have a relatively deep understanding of the private side of these big shots, I can't help but be surprised when I see it with my own eyes.

Seeing Firion's confusion, Daigo explained with a faint smile: "Because it's fun, watching people coming and going, I feel at ease. And, I want to correct one thing, you are not here to experience life casually, you should say that you are here to complete the task while experiencing life."

"Oh? What? Is the alliance going to crack down on counterfeiting across regions? I just saw a flashy sapphire being sold for 1.8 million."

Firion raised his eyebrows and then half-jokingly said.

"But, speaking of which, let's complete the mission...are all of you Four Heavenly Kings champions like this? Is this really okay?"

“Ahahahahaha…you can’t say that!”

Daigo, whose pain point was touched by Firion, chuckled dryly, racked his brains and finally found the answer.

"There are still seniors who work very hard, such as... ah, yes, such as Bonnie-senpai! As for the mission, I'm sorry I can't reveal that."

But having said that, he felt a little insecure when he thought of the remaining old people in his area.

Genji-senpai, who has been semi-retired and is now searching for treasures and exploring.

The whole world is talking about that lousy Mikoli Cup and that lazy coordinator.

And there are Huayue and Furong who never pass by.

Tsk...I’m so tired.

After thinking it over, he quickly changed the subject.

"Understood, understood."

Firio nodded perfunctorily. He had already seen through the true colors of these champions.

"However, I was quite surprised and happy to meet Mr. Daigo today. After all, it is not easy to see such a powerful champion senior, except on TV and the Internet."

"I am also very happy to meet a young man I have heard of for a long time, and I have learned a lot. I was wondering before why that guy A'Du said that I couldn't find anything out because I was so rambling. Today I understand after seeing you. It seems that disguise is really a science."

Daigo received Firion's compliment, although he didn't take it seriously, but he still acted like a good senior and said it politely.

"Mr. Du is a professional in this area after all. He is an international policeman. If I compare my skills with those of professionals, I am just showing off my skills. But I will give you a small gift. Maybe it can help you experience life in the future. Oh, no, it can help you complete your tasks in the future."

As he spoke, Filio opened his backpack, took out a small transparent plastic bottle filled with an unknown liquid, and handed it over.

"Apply one drop on each hand at a time, spread evenly, and a small mark will appear. If the other party doesn't look very carefully, it can basically be fooled. Just rinse it three times with clean water afterwards. It is mixed with tree juice and is natural and harmless."

"I can't accept such a valuable gift, right? It's not reasonable for a senior to accept a gift from a junior."

Daigo waved his hand and quickly tried to refuse.

As a world-famous money-giving boy, he is the only one who supports younger generations. How can he accept gifts in return?

Firio smiled and shook his head. "It's not a good thing. I made it myself, so the cost is not high. I'll make another bottle later. And you just sold me such a good Immortal Stone at a low price. This little thing of mine is not even worthy of being considered as a return gift. It's just a small gift for meeting you at most."

"Since you say so, I'll take it. Thank you, Firio."

At this point, Daigo couldn't refuse. He accepted it with a smile, opened the bottle cap on the spot, dripped a drop on his hand, and applied it.

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"Oh my god... How does this work? Is it just a mixture of tree juice? I'm afraid your skills are comparable to those of an old friend of mine in Hoenn."

Daigo was so shocked that his mouth could not close as he looked at the backs of his hands and fingers where marks immediately appeared.

The figure of a young woman with long black hair, who had endless tricks and was very difficult to deal with in actual combat seemed to appear before his eyes.

Some time ago, he met this former top executive of the Lava Team who had switched careers to become a breeder and coordinator at the Mikoli Cup.

Even the senior makeup artists at the alliance headquarters would only produce makeup at this level if it wasn’t carefully designed.

"A few little tricks that are not very good are nothing. If I can help my seniors a little, I will be very happy."

Firion, pretending to know nothing about the information about the Fire Goose, just said it politely and modestly without saying anything more.

Daigo, who knew he was a talkative person, also took the opportunity to change the subject. After carefully putting the plastic bottle into his small backpack, he looked at Firion with a more serious look and said:

"This gift may not mean much to you, but it is a great gift to me. After thinking about it, it seems that I don't have anything to give in return... How about finding a place for me to see your Pokémon and have a little sparring with you? I am quite confident in this aspect."

Daigo's words were very modest, but no one would think that the advice of a top champion was something as common as cabbage.

Firion showed a surprised expression and bowed to express his gratitude: "Thank you very much, Daigo-senpai!"

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"Come out, Sun Eevee and Kog'Maw!"

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Buyi~!"

"Qido!"

Two white lights flashed, and the long-awaited Sun Eevee and Kotaku appeared in the woods on the outskirts of the town.

"Senior, my current Pokémon partners are these four, and there is one Pokémon egg that has not hatched yet."

Looking respectfully at the champion senior in front of him, Firion picked up the incubator and introduced his partners to Daigo one by one.

"There are only four now?" Daigo was a little surprised, but then he thought about it and nodded, "Oh yes, I remember now, Furong said that you are not a special trainer, but have always been in the Pokémon Academy, right? You have become so strong in just a few months, it's not easy."

"Yes, I have been in the Pokémon Academy. Ogre and Poga have been with me for a long time, and Eevee and Sarguy have only been with me in the last few months. They are all important family members to me."

Bending down and holding the little ones in his arms, Firion's face was full of pride.

Being able to have a partner who shares his thoughts and ideas is one of the things that makes him most proud, and it is much more important than growing in strength.

"It is indeed excellent, both in terms of training and the relationship between you two."

Daigo himself was a great example of someone who was in tune with his friends, so seeing this scene touched him, and he began to appreciate Firion a little more.

"In that case, let's have a fight. Let me see your strength and bond."

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"Pogaman, Steel Wing!"

Under Firio's command, the dusty Pogamon mustered up his remaining courage, pushed off the ground and rushed forward.

The wings flashed white light and slashed towards the opponent in front.

"Pogamon's Steel Wing is amazing. I'm looking forward to seeing what it will look like after it evolves. Armorbird, let's use Steel Wing too!"

With a wave of his hand, Daigo gave a decisive order.

"Eya!"

The armored bird, whose body was as smooth as new, let out a loud cry, and arrived first. Its sharp steel feathers turned into blades, turning defense into offense and slashing on the wings of Pogamon.

"boom!!!"

Amid the sound of metal colliding, Pogaman flew backwards and fell into a semi-comatose state in mid-air due to accumulated fatigue and pain.

Seeing this, Firion jumped up and held it in his arms.

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"Big Mouth Baby, Iron Head at full strength after Sword Dance!"

"It's not fast enough, the sword dance needs to be faster, otherwise there will be flaws. Dragon Head Rat, let's use the Iron Head too!"