This elf world is a bit strange

The naive Yulijia came closer, and accompanied by Hitroit, she gently clenched her fist and encouraged him: "Come on, brother! We will all help you!"

"What kind of oil am I adding?! Help! I'm wrong, stop hitting me, Thundermon!——"

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"By the way, Firion, were you a little too cruel to him? I felt like he was just desperate."

Walking in the corridor outside the battlefield, listening to the faint explosions and screams behind her, Priscilla looked at Firion mischievously and asked in a teasing tone.

"No way, I'm helping him grow faster from a nerd in the lab to a qualified gym leader."

Firio smiled faintly, raised his right hand, and carefully looked at the voltage badge in his palm, which was obtained with little turbulence but with great ease.

Under the bright light, faint waves flickered.

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"In that case, let's do the routine! Dungeon summary: Miare Gym strategy, score SSS, MVP is the strongest Miss Priscilla~!"

"What kind of MVP are you? You stole my Zygarde Energy Crystal not long ago. At most, you are a team cancer that can be of some use occasionally, okay?"

"You are the cancer! That was clearly the spoils I got in exchange for saving your life! You little thief who changed the concept, you deserve to be beaten!"

"A gentleman talks but never moves his hands!"

"I'm not a gentleman!"

"Boom"

"Ow!—"

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Today's Miare Gym is still calm.

In the near future at Miare University, Priscilla's "new copies" will arrive one after another.

For her, a "future game" has just begun.

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Inside and outside the Prism Tower, the homeless gym owner is still working hard to win back the hearts of his partners.

At the Institute of Mythology, the new teachers who have given their all have demonstrated their strength and charm in front of teachers and students, and are happily exploring their favorite field of historical mythology.

The little story of Miare came to a perfect end, and the traveler also embarked on his own journey on a sunny but not warm winter day.

Chapter 224 The Great Villain Firion and the Real Lucky Star (Two Updates Tomorrow)

Located between the bustling metropolis of Miare and the beautiful natural capital, Route 13 in the Kalos region is a barren red land.

The world's largest solar and wind power plant, which single-handedly supplies most of the daily needs of the Kalos region, is located in the western part of this wilderness. It uses advanced technology to create an environmentally friendly energy production model.

The sticky soil is rich in various minerals, but it cannot support the growth of grass and trees. The flying sand is swept in all directions by the strong winds that blow from time to time, adding a bit of rugged wildness to this wasteland called the "Miare Wilderness".

However, although it is not suitable for most wild Pokémon, it is the most fertile land for some ground-type and rock-type Pokémon to live in. The true owner of this land is hidden in the piles of earth that move with the wind and the huge rocks that roll around.

At the same time, the largest sandstone vein in the entire Kalos region is also located here, with reserves so abundant that they can even be found in a shallow area beneath the surface.

For this reason, although it is not very friendly to travelers, this wilderness still attracts a large number of backpackers and climbers, as well as many fearless Miare camping teenagers who set out from Miare to travel around the country.

At this moment, in a valley sheltered from the wind, a fierce competition among travelers is taking place.

"Bam—"

With a dull sound, the two Pokémon, one big and one small, collided heavily and retreated at the same time.

The long-haired pig, which was big and strong and had the advantage in energy accumulation, was unable to gain any advantage over the "little creature" in front of it. Instead, it was knocked dizzy by the hard head.

While its huge body, which could not be shaken by the blizzard, was retreating again and again, it was also brewing a new round of offensive. Having the attribute advantage, it was not discouraged by the temporary defeat.

It can be seen that the training level is not low and the self-confidence is also at a corresponding level.

However... in this battle, it may not be enough.

Because, after a brief probing attack, its opponent had become serious.

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"Heart Scale Treasure, the rocks are blocking the road!"

"Jera!"

Firio, who was fully armed with even his mouth and nose sealed, waved his hand, and Heart Scale, not caring about the wind and sand, attacked decisively, taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and quickly launching a second round of offensive.

The rhythm of the battle changed instantly, and a speed-up attack in the wild began.

The sharp claws swung downwards, and small but extremely hard rocks condensed in mid-air and smashed towards the hairy pig that had not yet recovered.

"Hairy pig, get out of the way!"

The young and inexperienced boy was thrown off balance by the sudden and rapid attack. His mind went blank and he could only shout instinctively.

"Elu!"

Caught off guard, the long-haired pig, who had little combat experience, was at a loss as to what to do. He subconsciously turned around and used his sturdy body to face the oncoming rain of stones.

The thick fur made a series of dull sounds under the intensive blows, mixed with the long-haired pig's suppressed cries of pain. Even with its strong body protection, it was very painful for it to take such a blow without dodging.

"Hairy pig, quick, quick... use the freezing wind!"

The panicked boy hesitated for a long time before issuing another effective order.

"I…Ilu!"

Shaking off the rocks that made it difficult for him to move with great effort, he mobilized the increasingly stagnant energy in his body, and then he turned around with a loud roar, looking for the figure of Xinlinbao.

The cold wind filled with frost gathered in front of it.

However, no matter how hard its small eyes, hidden by its long hair, tried to search, it could not see this cunning opponent.

A vague sense of foreboding rose in my heart, and the trainer's voice sounded behind me:

"Hairy pig, left!"

"Elu?!"

The long-haired pig, having been reminded, turned its head suddenly, only to be surprised to find that the enemy was already beside it.

Under the cover of the red dust, the Heart Scale Treasure that had used the rock blockade did not stop for a moment, and launched an attack against the strong wind, killing everyone in one fell swoop.

Firion's tone was stern and decisive: "Too slow! Heartscale, use all your strength to split the tiles!"

"Jera!——"

The honest and innocent little face was tensed up, and Xinlinbao leaped forward with a ferocious look, his sharp claws condensed into a white light, and he let out a childish roar in the air.

“Swish—Boom!”

The two Pokémon passed each other, and a powerful freezing wind exploded in the distance, but it failed to hurt Heartscale at all.

"Jera!"

He flicked his front paws lightly, shaking off a strand of ice and some loose hair that were stuck on them. Without even turning his head, Scale Heart looked at his opponent's trainer with his head held high, the bewildered traveling boy.

"I...Ilu..."

After a while, the hairy pig finally realized the pain.

From the front to the sides, it runs across its huge body.

His physical strength drained away like the tide. His short, thick and powerful limbs could no longer support his body and the world before his eyes gradually became blurred.

"bang"

The shaky body could not hold on any longer and it lay weakly on its side on the red earth covered with wind and sand. Its small eyes turned into mosquito coils and it lost consciousness.

"Long-haired pig!"

With a cry of surprise, the camping boy who had just left home for a trip stumbled towards his companion, hurriedly took out the medicine for the wound, and sprayed it on the dog's body as if it were free, but most of the spray was on completely unnecessary parts.

"Jera..." Heartscale, who was used to seeing Firio's skillful treatment techniques, was speechless, and most of his joy after winning disappeared.

"...Is this the specially approved trainer this year?" Firion grinned, also not knowing what to say. He had some new understanding of the teaching in Miare's Pokémon School.

After thinking it over, with the idea of ​​taking care of the younger generation, he stepped forward, took the medicine from the other person's hand, lifted the thick hair of the long-haired pig, and gently pressed the switch of the spray bottle towards the narrow wound.

"Look carefully, this is how to treat a hairy pig. You should have learned this in Pokémon school. This kind of Pokémon with thick fur needs to have its hair parted so that the wound can be accurately found. The more medicine is not necessarily better. Spray it in moderation, otherwise it will feel pain. Do you understand? When traveling and fighting outside, you must be responsible for your companions."

While applying the medicine, Firio taught the rookie with a bit of sternness.

"Ah? Oh... Thank you, senior..." The boy, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, was intimidated by Firio's aura and nodded softly.

After treating the wound neatly, Firio stood up and looked at the boy who was still squatting on the ground in a daze. His tone softened a little: "Bandages are not very effective for a body like that of the long-haired pig. Do you have a special large Pokémon patch? Put it on it. It's your partner, so you have to take care of it yourself."

"I...I...some, some! I'll get it right away!" After hesitating for a long time, the young man, who seemed to be slow to react, suddenly remembered the location of the medicine patch. There was another flurry of activity before he found the thing he needed in the messy space backpack. He carefully and clumsily applied it to the hairy pig, and it was crooked.

"Wow... it wasn't like this when I was a little boar... I'm sorry, hairy pig!"

The annoyed boy sat next to the hairy pig, tears welling up in his eyes, hugged his friend's long tusks, and kept apologizing.

"Elu!"

The awakened hairy pig looked at its trainer half helplessly and half dotingly, shook its long hair that was covered with red dirt, struggled to get up, and butted the boy's head with its big head.

Although it was a battle in which neither trainer had any chance to fight back, the trainer and Pokémon seemed to have deepened their feelings after the defeat, hugging each other in the cold wind for a long time.

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While the boy and the hairy pig were talking to each other, Filio, feeling that he had been wronged, took out a small notebook and began to write furiously.

In a short while, the thin piece of paper was filled with tiny handwriting.

"thorn"

With a slight sound, the paper was torn from the notebook and pinched in Firio's fingertips.

He stood up, patted the shoulder of the boy who was still expressing his determination to the long-haired pig, handed it to him in his surprised eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Pokemon need training, and so do trainers. Since you've chosen to apply for the League Assessment and give up your studies to travel, you must be prepared. Although the environment here is harsh, it is quite suitable for you and the longhaired pig to train, so don't waste your time. The above is my suggestion, and its healing and training methods are not very advanced. You can refer to it for yourself. Next time we meet, I hope you can fight more decently, at least don't use meaningless words like 'get out of the way' and 'hold on' to give orders."

"Senior...Senior...I..." The boy held Firio's notebook, and his well-developed tear glands seemed to be unable to hold back. He was about to stand up with the hairy pig to express his gratitude, but Firio held his shoulder.

Firio had a blank expression on his face, looking like a villain: "Don't thank me, just give me your pocket money. This is the rule of our Traveler Battle. The notes are a gift from my senior."

"Je…Jera!"

Xinlinbao also tried hard to stern his face and glared fiercely, which scared the hairy pig so much that it trembled all over.

"Pocket...pocket money?" The tears in the boy's eyes instantly disappeared, and his expression turned into surprise.

The camping boy who was traveling for the first time felt a little bit of trainer shock.

Of course, there was also the loss of his wallet, which was not rich to begin with—although it was not much, it was enough for him and the hairy pig to have a lot of snacks.

The cruelty of the real world gave the young newcomers their first lesson.

There is sometimes a superposition between a strict but considerate senior and a big villain who bullies children.

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"We've gained quite a lot today. I'll buy you some snacks when we get to Biyi."

"Jera~"

"From now on, you will also be the powerful little dragon who punches the backpacker from South Mountain and kicks the mountaineering guy from North Sea. Oh, and by the way, you also beat up a camping boy."

"Jera~!"

In the howling northwest wind, all the friends hid in their Poké Balls, except Firion, who covered himself tightly. He happily counted the pocket money he won from various trainers and chatted with Scaleblin.

He walked along the road towards Biyi City. The wind was strong and the sand was thick. He had no intention of using his roller skates to travel quickly, so he walked slowly.

Since White Sand City, he had been either fighting or resting, which made him and his companions a little nervous and tired. Now that he started traveling again from Miare, he simply let himself go, and together with the little dinosaur who tried hard to make himself more ferocious and scary, he used his strong physique and sharp command to teach the trainers who passed by along the way a good lesson.

-By the way, because I covered myself up so tightly and without the iconic little dream demon, I was lucky enough not to be recognized.