This elf world is a bit strange

However, Firio did not turn around to expose it. Instead, with a slightly evil smile, he took the initiative to cover it up, thus deceiving the siblings Citron and Yurika, who were not very good at reconnaissance.

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Relying on the all-pervasive reconnaissance of their superpowers and Hitlon's guidance, the few of them quickly passed through the intricate internal passages of the Prism Tower and arrived at the battle area that had been sealed off for many days.

"This is the battle zone. According to the program settings, Xitroit should stay here and wait for the challenge."

In the darkness, Citron slowed down his pace, lowered his voice and reminded Firion, while protecting his sister, who was a little scared but very expectant, behind him.

"click"

A beam of light suddenly shone down.

"Click——"

Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black battle zone suddenly became as bright as day.

"hiss--"

The sudden light made the two of them cover their eyes instantly, leaving only Firio who slowly took off the pair of exaggerated sunglasses that Korni had given him, and together with the dream demon hovering in the air, looked at the "Puppetmon King" who was standing motionless in the center of the venue.

"You must be Hitroit, you piece of iron."

Moving his wrist maliciously, Firion slowly walked forward and, together with the Nightmare, examined Hitroit who was unconsciously retreating slowly.

[Challenger, your gym challenge has been completed. Please leave the Miare Gym and continue your journey. ]

Looking at the man and Pokémon who looked more like a [cold-faced and cruel gym leader] than himself, Hitloit subconsciously looked around, but suddenly remembered that all the gym Pokémon had been sent to patrol various parts of the Prism Tower, leaving only himself.

"I have indeed completed my gym challenge, but... "

"Maggie..."

Firio and the dream demon were pressing forward step by step. Only then did Hitlon protect Yurika, open his eyes, point his finger at Firio's back, and seem to be hesitant to speak.

【But what? 】

Hitroit retreated step by step, and in a blink of an eye he had retreated to the wall with the Carlos League logo printed on it. He had nowhere to retreat, so he could only raise his arms forward and gather lightning.

"But... before we travel, we always have to settle some accounts."

"Madge!"

The little dream demon smiled like a common villain BOSS on TV. The vermilion beads on her chest glowed slightly, and a dark purple light emanated from her body, conveying a gloomy and terrifying aura.

[Stop... Stop it! Do not attack the gym leader! ]

"Fuck-"

The robot, sensing fear and threat, instantly launched an electric attack comparable to that of a gym-level Pokémon, shooting in Firion's direction.

"boom--"

The violent explosion stirred up billowing black smoke.

However, in just a blink of an eye, Firion and the Nightmare walked out unscathed.

A large crystal blue hand blocked in front of him, like pinching a flying ball, blocking all the electric current.

"That's it?" Firio tilted his head slightly, his eyes were playful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Even just a back view made Hitlon tremble all over.

He became increasingly aware that this junior, who had won the Novice Prism Cup in front of him less than a year ago, seemed to have grown more and more terrifying.

"Fei..."

Fearing that Hitroit would be torn into pieces, he quickly stretched out his hand and reminded him urgently, but he was still a step too slow.

A dazzling blue light rose from Firion's body and merged with the dim light in the sky.

"Since you only have this little ability, it's up to us to give you back the electric shock from before! Dream Demon, use your full power of volts to knock this iron lump down!"

"Madge!"

With a roar, the dancing golden dragon instantly solidified in the air and rushed forward like a torrent of wind and rain, venting its anger for the unexpected disaster.

[Stop… stop…! ]

"boom--"

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"bang"

The current dissipated, leaving only a little bit wrapped around Hitroit's metal body.

The "Kalos artificial intelligence pioneer - King Puppetmon" who briefly took charge of the Miare Gym and caused countless controversy has come to the end of his story.

Actually not.

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"bang bang bang"

"I know you haven't crashed yet, stop pretending. I don't know if you learned it from Senior Xitron, it's simply too much. As long as you listen, I won't beat you, understand?"

Wearing thin insulating gloves, Firio slapped him hard, and at the same time, he looked at Hitroit with disdain, pretending to be dead when he disagreed with him.

The giant hand with super powers clamped its body tightly, making it unable to move at all.

[Really? ]

When the clever robot heard that he would not be beaten, he immediately opened his tightly closed eyes, and a flattering light flashed in his dull and lifeless eyes.

"Of course, I'll pay you back."

"Machi~!"

One on the left and one on the right, patting the dark gray iron head, Firion and the little dream demon smiled nonchalantly.

Then... the little dream demon was caught off guard and was shocked by the electric current remaining on the surface of Hitroit's body - its own 100,000 volts.

The hair that had finally regained its smoothness was blown up again, creating a hairstyle with a very modern artistic feel.

"Ma! Chi!"

Looking at Firio who was laughing so hard, the angry little dream demon attacked again.

The dancing golden snake was swirling around in the empty field, and the young man, who had brought it upon himself, fled in embarrassment.

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After several days of turmoil, the Miare Gym returned to peace.

At least that's what Hitler, who looked pleased, thought.

Walking briskly towards Firion, who had been given the same afro hairstyle as the Dream Demon, he said with a smile: "Thank you so much today, Firion and the Dream Demon. Next, let me redesign the program of Hitroit, okay?"

At this time, he had not yet realized what he was about to go through.

Until Firio and the little dream demon blocked his way at the same time, shook their heads imperceptibly, and pointed behind them in the direction they came from.

"What, what happened...?"

Xitron turned his head in confusion, his eyes swept over his sister Yulijia, and when he saw the densely packed figures behind him, the smile on his face froze instantly.

"I think you might need to have a good chat with your gym Pokémon, especially Raiden and Triceratops."

The interference of super powers was cancelled, Firio said with a smile, and with his hands slightly bent, he gave a light push on Hitlon's back.

An invisible force made him stagger and run in front of his companions.

"As for modifying the Hitroit program... I have a more suitable candidate. You and I invited him together, right?"

Along with the words, a small smiling face appeared from under the coat.

"Shh-"

A light appeared, and the smug little figure revealed its true appearance.

"Wahahaha! Well said! Lady Priscilla is the strongest!"

With her hands on her hips, Miss Priscilla, who had just finished her first class at the Institute of Mythology, appeared again.

"You only know how to show off. Don't you know how to let me show off a little? If you do this again, I will beat you up! But... your robots from the future are quite interesting. I will forgive you this time~!"

Priscilla raised her little hand with a little dissatisfaction and poked Firio's forehead again and again. She said coquettishly, then used the force above her head to jump and landed lightly on Hitroit's back.

The weak but extremely pure superpower spread instantly.

"click"

The metal shell on Hitroit's back immediately opened, revealing a heart-shaped energy source and database, emitting a faint burnt smell.

Her eyes focused, countless pieces of information flashed through them, and Miss Priscilla, who possessed infinite wisdom, entered working mode.

And on the other side...

"Lebo!"

Following a roar from Raidenmon, the Pokémon of the Miare Gym that had quietly gathered under the cover of Firio attacked at the same time, like an army of thousands, and completely overwhelmed the powerless Citron as Yurika covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Ku...Kuru? Kuru!"

The noisy noise woke up Magnemite who was sleeping in Yurika's arms.

Seeing everyone in the gym rushing forward and venting their dissatisfaction and complaints towards the irresponsible trainer, it was not willing to be left behind, and floated forward and joined the "battle group".

"Help!——"

The shrill screams echoed for a long time in the place that this gym trainer was most familiar with.

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"When I was a kid, I watched a cartoon in which there was a character who looked a bit like you. He kept asking others what he lacked. This was similar to the guy who got beaten, and to you before."

Sitting cross-legged next to Xitroit, whose system and logic circuits had been repaired, Philio pointed at Xitron, who was being hit by a mixture of his Pokémon, and then touched Yulika's little head, and gave him a Ran joked.

"What's missing?" Before Hitroit could speak, Priscilla suddenly jumped out of the pendant again with interest and asked curiously.

"The genuine care between friends and partners." Firio shrugged and said softly, "So, this is why I set your new program like this. Senior Citron is still too focused on his own research, and doesn't care much about his own Pokémon or the work of the gym. I think you can help him, Citroit, but not to help him work, but to help him find that balance. Of course, the same goes for Yurika."

"Yeah! I will work hard with Hitroit to make my brother gain everyone's recognition as soon as possible!"

Although she didn't quite understand what Firion was talking about helping, Yulika felt it made sense, nodded vigorously, and grabbed Hitroit's iron hand.

[I...I will also work hard! I will remember the strict test and loving heart!]

Hitroit nodded hurriedly, a lofty sense of mission and responsibility flashing in his eyes.

The official agent trainer of the Miare Gym has officially come online - no one knows when, maybe he will replace someone who is not doing his job properly and remove the word "agent" from his title.

"Ma~chi~!"

The little dream demon laughed happily and patted Firio's head gently. Having known each other for many years, it knew best what Firio was really thinking at the moment.

Seven out of ten words that came out of his mouth were true, and the remaining three out of ten... were naturally a small revenge on Hitlon for disrupting his plans.

I think the Pokémon, led by Raiden, will not let this scientific research maniac go for a while.

At least he needs to be taught a lesson for a while so that he can regain the same passion as his father Limone, right?

Thinking of this, the smile on Firio's lips became increasingly difficult to suppress. He dusted himself off, stood up again, touched Hitroit's iron head twice, and walked out of the gym with the smiling Dream Demon and Priscilla.

"Let's go! The sign at the gym entrance can be removed in two days. Remember to kick that guy Citron out and let him suffer for a few more days~!"

With his back to Yurika and Citroit, Firio waved gently, his cheerful tone conveying a lot of mischief.

"Fi...Filio! You can't hurt me!!!"

In the "group fight" of a group of Pokémon, Hitler struggled to reveal most of his head and shouted desperately at the back of the traveler.

However, at this time he had become a piece of fish on the chopping board, with no room for resistance.

As soon as he finished speaking, the angry Magnemite landed on his head and taught the daily missing trainer a lesson with an electric shock that was neither light nor heavy.

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In the chaos, Hitlon, who had lost all hope in life, had given up struggling and became a lazy guy.