This elf world is a bit strange

In the dim light, Kaicheng stood up and began the scenario simulation.

He turned his head slowly with a stiff neck, and his eerie tone frightened the timid Shadow Doll, who buried his head again and trembled in Firio's arms.

"He turned his head slowly, slowly turned his head, and saw..."

Seeing the timid looks of those Pokémon, Kaicheng smiled but his tone became even lower.

"He saw... a..."

"Ouch!"

"call"

A huge black dragon suddenly appeared in front of Kaicheng who was turning his head.

A dark body and murderous eyes.

It was Giratina, the leader of the three gods of Sinnoh and the overlord of the reversed world.

"Oh my god!——"

When Kaicheng saw the real boss, he screamed, his jaw almost dislocated, and he crawled out.

"Potts!——"

The ghost doll protected by Firio heard Kaicheng's scream and was so scared that it cried out.

The large circle that was surrounded was in chaos for a while.

"Ma~chi~!"

"bang"

With a triumphant laugh, the black dragon was shattered. There was no longer any God of Shadows. All that was left was the dream demon who puffed up his little chest in the moonlight.

Relying on the memory of the mythological atlas, it simulated a perfect, lifelike Giratina, giving Kaicheng a "little surprise" before the climax of the story.

......

......

"Pots! Potts!"

The tears of the resentful doll almost wet the corners of Firio's clothes. Seeing that it was a misunderstanding, it kept tugging at his clothes and started to act coquettishly in fear.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You are a brave little fellow. And look, isn't Kaicheng trembling with fear as well?"

Firion tried hard to hold back his laughter, and gently patted the Shadow Doll's back, then looked toward the center of the yard.

Kaicheng, still frightened, pressed his chest. His heartbeat suddenly jumped to over 200 and he hasn't calmed down yet.

Hearing Firion's words, he looked over in disbelief.

"I didn't expect that you, Firion, are the worst person!"

"No way, I'm just helping you to improve your performance. Who would have thought that a ghost storyteller would be afraid of ghosts?"

Firio spread his hands, looking innocent.

"Machi~!"

"Elu (≧▽≦*)o"

The two little foxes, whose plan had succeeded, launched a merciless mockery.

"Liya~"

Miss Skirt, who is always dignified and steady, also chuckled with her hands covering her mouth. It was the first time for her to see her trainer so panic-stricken. She must have been frightened by the sudden illusion.

But it was also unexpectedly fun.

After exchanging a look with Marillil and Pachirisu standing beside them, the three Pokémon instantly came up with a small plan.

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After such a thing happened, Kaicheng gritted his teeth but was helpless. He could only flee back to his room after saying "If you want to know what happened next, please wait for the next analysis" amid the teasing of all the Pokémon, especially the Lily Root doll in his arms.

"Hahahaha! You three little guys did a great job. The coordination was perfect and seamless!"

Compared to Kaicheng's embarrassment, Firio, whose plan worked, was in high spirits. Surrounded by his friends, he walked towards his guest room as if he had won a battle.

Behind him were Pokémon who were still chattering about the plot.

The "sudden attack" of the dream demon just broke the story at the most suspenseful part, giving them unlimited room for imagination.

Although Firion knew very well that this was basically the end of the exciting part of the story.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, hugging the little Ibrahimovic who seemed to have grown up a bit, stroking its silky hair, Philio was in a good mood, and opened the door.

......

......

"Ding dong ding dong"

"Hmm? Who's calling this late?"

In the dark room with the lights off, Firio muttered as he took out his cell phone which had been specially equipped with a signal enhancer by Guxiang.

【Call reminder: Nazi】

"..."

"..."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Firion thought of something.

"I think... I haven't called her in a few days."

The real ghost story belonging to tonight officially begins.

Subsequent update description

Good evening, fellow book lovers.

It has been a whole month since this book was put on the shelves. Thank you very much for your continued support.

I am very sorry that in the following period of time, the update of this book will be adjusted from two updates of 10,000 words per day to one update of 5,000 words.

There are many reasons for the change.

First of all, my own writing speed has decreased compared to the previous book.

Proofreading and fine-tuning each chapter takes up a lot of time, so after the sudden release of the book exhausted my stock of manuscripts, my stock of manuscripts was basically not replenished for a month.

Secondly, there are some impacts on life and work.

I am not a full-time author. I have been relatively busy at work recently and in the future. There are also some other things that have taken up my energy, making it a little difficult to maintain an update of 10,000 words every day.

Finally, I hope to present the limited text in a better way.

Frankly speaking, the performance of this book is not very good, especially after entering the second volume.

Therefore, I hope to use some time to slow down to carefully review and sort out this novel, and strive to complete it in a better state.

I also hope that everyone can give me more criticism and suggestions.

The above is just a brief explanation of the situation. Please understand and forgive me.

Once again, thank you all for your continued support.

Night Watchman at the Golden Theater

2023 December 4

Chapter 141 Midsummer Prelude

The next morning, the courtyard was quiet and peaceful.

"What's wrong, Firion? Can't you get used to sleeping here?"

Kaicheng, who had a long sleep, felt refreshed and looked at the dazed Firio with a teasing look.

In this house with only average sound insulation, he had just returned to the house last night when he vaguely heard Filio making a phone call, and the sound lasted for a long time before it stopped.

Although he didn't know what was being said, his keen intuition told him that it was definitely not something happy.

As expected, Firio didn't want to dwell on it at all. He waved his hand, said "I slept a little late last night", and went to wash up.

I finally got the chance, it would be a waste if I didn't take advantage of it to avenge last night's attack.

Thinking of this, Kaicheng's eyes became more amusement-filled. He took a few quick steps, wanting to catch up and laugh at him mercilessly.

Unfortunately, before he could take action, there was a crisp knock on the door.

There were guests in the breeding house early in the morning.

Helplessly scratching his chin that had just been shaved, Kaicheng had no choice but to turn around, pick up the Lily Root doll that was playing in the water after washing its face, and walk into the house.

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Unlike Korni's coquettish and direct physical attacks, Miss Nazi's way of expressing her dissatisfaction is very simple.

calm.

Eerily calm.

He saw through all the fantastic reasons and excuses that Fio had come up with in a hurry at a glance, and his calm tone made Fio immediately feel that something was wrong.

After a long confession of guilt, apology and promises, Nazi finally smiled a little bit again.

"Hmph...Since you've been quite noisy recently, I won't do it again."

The proud white swan raised its smooth neck, giving the person on the other side of the screen a feeling of amnesty.

But before Filio could breathe a sigh of relief, a sly light flashed in her eyes, and Miss Nancy changed the subject:

"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of living cannot be escaped. Have you realized this?"

Firion lowered his head obediently: "I have it, I'll leave it to you."

"Well, that's good. It's a pity that I haven't thought of it yet. I'll write it down first and come up with a good idea later."

Nodding with satisfaction, Nazhi leaned back comfortably and fell into the recliner.

The loose nightgown could not hide her slim yet plump figure.

In the part that was not covered by the clothes, her skin, as white and smooth as milk, looked even more delicate under the light.

"Humph......"

Feeling Firio's gaze, Nancy hummed comfortably, very confident in her unparalleled charm.

Just as she was about to say something, Firion's eyes turned to the layout beside her.

"This doesn't look like the place you live when you're filming. Have you finished filming your scenes?"

"You have a good eye." Nodding in approval, Nazi moved her phone to show the situation in the room. "I've finished filming. I'm not the main character anyway. I'm in Raven now."

“Hoo!”

"Buy!"

Feeling the camera of the phone, Alakazam and Sol Eevee came forward and greeted each other warmly.

They haven't seen Firion and Eevee for a few days and they miss them very much.

Firion smiled and waved, "Good evening, Alakazam, Sol, and by the way, Haunter, even if you hide in the gap between the curtains, I can still see you."

"Hoss?!"

Haunter, who had been hiding and trying to scare Firio, came out dejectedly and fell on the bed covered in dust. Then he was grabbed by Nancy with her superpowers, rolled into a ball, and thrown into an unknown place. Anyway, he didn't come back for a while.

"Ignore that clown. We're going to be in the real wild now. What are your plans?"

Her expression was normal and her tone was flat, as if it was not her who had just given Haunter a combo. Nancy turned the camera back to herself, lay down lazily, and asked.

"I'm currently staying in a beautiful breeding house in the forest. I plan to learn a few tricks from the owner here. Then, while traveling, I'll let everyone have some experience. It would be best if we can find some resources. Also, I'm thinking of a new script."

As he spoke, Firion held down the little dream demon that was running over and making faces.

"A new script?"