This elf world is a bit strange

Filio pointed forward and said, "Good, great momentum! Start from this line and run all the way to the wall. Run back and forth for a group. Let's go!"

"...Buyi!"

Despite trying his best to react, he was still about a second too late before Ibrahimovic suddenly rushed forward, running at full speed.

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"See this set of obstacles? Jump over it!"

"Buy!"

"Swish"

"Well done, little Eevee!"

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"Come on, drag this rubber band and walk forward. Remember to walk slowly. Stop when you can't walk anymore, but don't let up."

"Buyi! ...Buyi!——"

"Very good, very good! Pull back slowly, don't hold back, withdraw little by little!"

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"Speed, jumping, and strength are all good, but I still don't dare to use force in my left front leg. It should be the mental impact of the injury."

"My reaction speed is a bit slow, but there's nothing I can do about it. I have too much mental energy and it's too much of a burden."

"The endurance and willpower are really good."

Firio listed Ibrahimovic's practice data one by one in the notebook and analyzed it.

Not far from him was Ibrahimovic, who was too tired to walk and could only half-lay on the mat.

The little dream demon was holding a small bottle of water and preparing to feed it.

"Snapped"

After closing the notebook, Firio already knew what was going on.

"You did a great job today, Ibrahimovic. For a little patient, you have completely exceeded my expectations. It's amazing!"

Sitting on the mat and taking the towel from Dream Demon, Filio praised Ibrahimovic while wiping the sweat from his body.

"...Bu...Buyi!"

Although exhausted, upon hearing Firio's praise, Ibrahimovic still forced himself to stand up, leaned close to his hand, and expressed his joy.

It doesn't want to be a burden to Firion and the little dream demon. Although it is still very weak now, it is willing to do everything to make itself stronger.

"If you can try harder with your left front leg and use more force with confidence, maybe it will be even better!"

"Buy!"

70% affirmation and 30% suggestion, this is Firion's usual strategy, and it works every time on the little dream demon, and Ibrahimovic is no exception.

Before he finished his words, Ibrahimovic raised his front legs and stomped hard on the mat several times with a struggling look on his face.

The fear still lingered in its heart, but it did not want to disappoint Firion.

With his eyes closed, little Ibrahimovic waited for the pain to come.

"...Buyi?"

To the little guy's surprise, the expected pain did not appear. Instead, a sense of pleasure from using up all his strength kept surging up in him.

"Look, you've actually recovered, but the pain you felt earlier left such a deep impression on you that you unconsciously held back."

Firion reached out his hand, gently picked up the little Eevee, and gave its limbs a relaxing massage, paying special attention to the left front leg, relaxing the muscles little by little, and then tightened the small heart knot for it.

"Buy!"

In surprise, Ibrahimovic jumped up, threw himself onto Firio's shoulder, and then used the force of the opponent's blow to hit his soft belly on Firio's face, knocking him down onto the cushion.

"Buyi! Buyi!"

Excitement and joy made the little guy a little incoherent.

"Yeah, well, I know, you've recovered well and you're a healthy little guy now."

"Buyi~"

During the intimacy, Philio recalled the words of a certain senior in the group who was not very reliable.

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Two nights ago, in the super power research group.

Still amazing. King Wusong, who is working overtime, is still in the group as usual, along with a few old faces.

When a few people were chatting enthusiastically, Firio suddenly joined in.

Xiao Meng Yao single pusher: Dear seniors, I would like to ask a question. For Pokémon whose mental power is too strong and whose body cannot bear it, how to train them better? Especially when they are recovering from serious injuries.

I want to read a book today instead of going to work: huh?

As soon as the message was sent, Wusong, who had been chatting enthusiastically with Furong and others, called.

"Filio, I'm Wu Song. Tell me about your Pokémon. My Slowpoke had a similar experience in his early years."

Unexpectedly, Wu Song, who was not in the water group state, turned back into the reliable superpower king in his memory.

Firio then told him everything about Ibrahimovic.

"I see... It is indeed very similar. First of all, we need to encourage it to exercise. On the one hand, it can recover from injuries, and on the other hand, the more tired the body is, the easier it is for the mental power to work. Don't mistake this for so-called absorption. It's not that simple. In fact, we want it to transform the Pokémon's body while being absorbed. The body is its own, and so is the mental power. There is no situation where they are completely incompatible. These are all temporary, and we need to speed it up. If we can add some massage methods, it will be even better."

In just a few words, Wusong explained everything clearly, acting like a good senior.

No wonder he is respected by everyone even though he is a funny guy in the group.

When it comes to being serious, Gosho is still very reliable, and he is worthy of being the only person in the Sinnoh League who does serious work.

Firio thought to himself, but before he could feel moved or thank him, he saw Wusong hung up the phone, returned to the group, and seamlessly started making memes and showing off.

The content this time seems to be a real-life application of a plot from a historical novel that I read recently. As for the object, it still remains in the Sinnoh region, but the object has been changed.

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Gathering his thoughts, Firion released his psychic powers as Gosong said, carefully checking Eevee's condition.

Although he has no super powers, Wu Song's vision as a master of super powers is still sharp, which is exactly what he expected.

At this moment, a part of Ibrahimovic's mental power "awakened" from its slumber and penetrated into every corner of the body. In a way that even Firio could not understand, it subtly transformed the body to adapt it to the strength of the mental power.

At the same time, a familiar "cycle" is slowly being built.

meditation?

A skill name that made Firio a little unbelievable appeared in his mind.

If Wu Song hadn't reminded them, Firion and Ibrahimovic themselves might not have been able to detect such a transformation.

"Boo...Booee!"

"Madge?!"

Suddenly, Eevee screamed, scaring the Dream Demon who had just returned to training. He thought something had happened and rushed over.

As a result, before he reached me, Ibrahimovic's aura rose a little.

The accumulation of energy, after these few days of nourishment, has reached a critical point. With the stimulation of the body by mental power, a breakthrough occurred naturally.

"Buyi? Buyi!"

Surprisingly, he felt a surge of strength, and Ibrahimovic felt that his headache seemed to have eased a little.

"Very good, little Eevee. Energy and body go hand in hand. Soon you will be able to control the superpowers in your body. I promise."

"Madge!"

The Dream Demon rushed forward and hugged Eevee directly. The two little guys hugged each other affectionately and rubbed against each other.

Eevee, who is usually very shy, was unusually active today and tried hard to respond to the Dream Demon's enthusiasm.

Maybe, it really can...

You can really become stronger!

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"Maggie! Madge!——"

The bright purple venom broke into three thin lines in mid-air, shot out along different trajectories, and then hit the bull's eye of the target in the distance at the same time.

In mid-air, the purple orb floating in front of the dream demon had only a tiny bit of light left.

"Well done, little dream demon! Next, practice Shadow Ball, continuous, multiple, and covering strikes!"

"Machi~!"

Feeling his strength improving bit by bit, Meng Yao always has unlimited motivation.

After arranging the training for the little dream demon, Firion turned around and looked at Ibrahimovic who had just finished a set of jumping training:

"Okay, little Eevee, we can't fall behind. Let's run another lap and try to hit those targets over there with the high-speed stars while we run!"

"Buy!"

In the training ground, the petite figure was sweating.

Gradually recovering from his injury, Ibrahimovic also found the meaning of his life bit by bit.

Become stronger, strong enough to no longer be tortured by pain, strong enough to help the companions you love.

Ibrahimovic wants to recover soon.

Ibrahimovic wants to improve quickly.

Little Eevee wants to become a powerful Pokémon that can help his trainer.

Chapter 30 The next stop is Miare (one more chapter to celebrate the recommendation) (2/2)

"Wow! What a cute and well-behaved little Eevee! Firion, let me hold it!"

On the way to school, the moment Ina saw Ibrahimovic, she was completely captured by the well-behaved and cute little guy. She came to Firion, opened her arms, and begged.

Ibrahimovic's injury is no longer serious, and Filho's temporary leave has officially ended.

With the sleepy little Dream Demon who was practicing in the middle of the night above his head and the little Eevee curled up in a small ball in his arms, Firion returned to the campus with the two little guys who were unwilling to enter the Poké Ball.

Not only Ina, most of the girls in the class have no resistance to the well-behaved and cute little Eevee, especially when it is dressed up equally exquisitely and beautifully.

As soon as the break came, Filho's seat was packed with people, and even Antoine and Apé were pushed far away, so they couldn't get up to chat.

Little Ibrahimovic, who had never seen such a scene before, was a little panicked.

Although it knew that the people in front of it had no ill intentions, it still couldn't help but feel a little fear.

"Madge!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the little dream demon who was just dozing off stood in front of it like an older sister and blocked the countless pairs of little hands that were reaching out to it.

"Little Ibrahimovic is a little scared of people, so I can't let you hold him for the time being. Sorry."

In the somewhat lost eyes of his classmates, Firio gently comforted Ibrahimovic and rejected everyone's request.

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"Madge!"

"Good afternoon, Teacher Milia. It really feels like a long time since we last met!"

During lunch break, Firio arrived at Millia's office on time. As soon as he entered the door, the little dream demon who had had a good sleep in the morning greeted him warmly.

"Good afternoon, Firion, Little Dream, and Little Eevee. How are you doing? After a week of recuperation, Eevee's injury and the issues with the Unova family have been mostly resolved. How are you preparing for the Breeder Assessment?"

Anyway, there was no one else in the office, so in front of her students, Millia leaned back in the computer chair in an ungraceful manner and greeted them lazily.

On the table, a bag of snacks that had just been opened had some crumbs scattered around.