This elf world is a bit strange

After a long sigh, the little Ibrahimovic was still frightened and also scared Firio.

"Madge!"

The instigator of the crime was the first to file a complaint, threw the blame on Firio, and began his "cry for justice."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Firion had just woken up and didn't understand what was going on.

Listening to the little dream demon's righteous words and looking at the pitiful little Ibrahimovic, he began to feel confused.

"Madge! Madge!"

The little dream monster pointed at Eevee and chattered, which made Firion dizzy. He had to admit his mistake, rubbed his eyes, got up, washed and cooked.

"...Buyi?"

At this time, Ibrahimovic slowly reacted, tilted his cute little head, raised his front paws, and looked at his little paw pads.

"Buy!"

The little cheeks were tinged with a cute pink.

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"Morning, Firion!"

On the way to school, Ina and Antoine were waiting early, and the inseparable trio reunited again.

"bang"

"It went viral in school yesterday. You're so handsome."

Antoine slapped Firio on the shoulder, his tone full of admiration.

"It's just a baby game, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

With a chuckle, Firio pretended to be modest, but in fact he was climbing up the pole like crazy.

"You guy!"

"I'll tell you, Firio is definitely not being modest right now!"

Chirping, laughing, and playing around.

The three of them walked towards the school in the morning light.

Eevee curled up on top of Firion's head, taking the little incubus's place.

The little dream demon flew around nonchalantly, showing off its "new cloak".

"How cute, little dream demon, this little cape really suits you! Not only is it cute, it's kind of cool too!"

Ina gave the cute little dream demon some face. She stretched out her finger, tapped its forehead lightly, and praised it.

"Chirrut!"

Kirlia stood aside and nodded repeatedly.

"Machi~"

Ina's praise made the little dream demon very happy. He fell into her arms obediently and let her caress him, being very honest.

The iron-willed little dream demon can't stand direct praise.

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Sara College, Principal's Office.

"dong dong dong"

Three soft sounds.

"Filio? Come in."

Muriel's voice came out of it.

"Principal, I'm here. Are you looking for me?"

Firio turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

"Ahem!" Muriel coughed, cleared her throat, and looked at Filio. "Filio, your visit to Miare this time has brought honor to our school. Old man Nils and that kid Woolley both called me and asked me a lot about you. And that Prism Cup, it killed all the kids from Miare College, well done!"

"Thanks to the teachers and the principal for their teachings, I have lived up to my mission."

Firion bowed his head slightly and spoke modestly.

"You passed the assessment with the top scorer, and gave those kids from Miare College a big blow. This trip to Miare was not in vain. But you still have to work hard. I hope you can get a good result in this year's Youth Championship, not only in our team competition, but also in your individual competition!"

Muriel stood up, walked to Firio's side, and patted him gently, full of hope.

Then, without waiting for Firion to reply, the old principal changed the subject and said, "But if you want to achieve good results, relying on Ogre and Eevee alone is not enough, right? Do you want to go to the school's breeding house and adopt another Pokémon?"

"Hmm..." Firio looked embarrassed, "Principal, I may have to think about this."

"Oh? Think about it?" Firio's answer was a little beyond Muriel's expectations. "Is it a money problem? The school can help you solve it. Don't worry. Even if you want to copy the training plan of the dream demon, the school can afford it."

"It's not about money, Principal. The main reason is that Ibrahimovic has just joined my team, and most of my attention is on it. If I have a new partner, I will definitely not be able to take care of it wholeheartedly. You know, I attach great importance to fairness and respect for every partner."

Firion waved his hand, gently picked up Ibrahimovic, held him in his arms, and spoke softly.

"Buyi~"

Eevee called out softly and put its little paws on Firion's arm, rubbing it.

"Machi! Machi~!"

In mid-air, the little dream demon flying around covered in a spiritual cloth also stopped, holding its head high and looking very proud.

The little guy said that he could definitely win the championship just by relying on them!

"Is that so? Well, that makes sense."

Muriel, who knew Ibrahimovic's life story, sighed softly and felt more pity for it. After some thought, she proposed a compromise.

"When you come back from your study tour, if you haven't met a suitable Pokémon yet, adopt one from the academy's breeding house. After all, to participate in the tournament, you still need to gather at least three Pokémon. You can't just catch a caterpillar to make up the number, right?"

"Of course, Principal. I know that you and the school are taking care of me and showing me respect, so I won't be polite. If I don't meet the right Pokémon after this study tour, I will cause trouble to the school. Thank you very much!"

Firion bowed slightly. He knew that the Pokémon bred by the academy were very strong. The principal's willingness to do so was a great support and expectation for him.

After all, the breeding house of Sala Academy is personally directed by Muriel, the only senior breeder in Sala, and Pogaman's powerful strength is an excellent reflection of the quality of this training.

"Why are you being so polite to me? Also, Milia and I have reminded you many times that you should call me Grandmaster, right?"

"Geng Ga!"

With his chin slightly raised, the old man waited for Firio to address him.

Gengar also nimbly flashed out from his shadow, looked at Firion and the little Incubus, and laughed with his big belly bulging.

Firion bent down and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your cultivation. I will do my best, Master."

"Hahahaha! That's right! We're all family, there's no need to thank me. Prepare well. I look forward to your good results, and I believe you will give us a surprise."

With a little force, she slapped Filho's back, making it sound like a thump. Muriel's good mood was evident.

"This poison needle is a gift for you. You can't call me master in vain. Take it and let Meng Yao learn it well. Such a talent cannot be wasted. I am waiting for its poison level to surpass Gengar's!"

Satisfied, Muriel turned around, picked up a carefully wrapped small bag on the table, and handed it to Filio.

"This... this is too valuable! I have already taken your poisonous orb, how dare I take it again..."

After a quick exploration of his super powers, Firion knew that this was almost a poison needle of the highest quality, and it also carried some of Gengar's energy that he was very familiar with, and it was obviously specially strengthened.

If this were put on the market, it would sell for at least a million Alliance coins.

Naturally, he didn't dare to accept such a gift and subconsciously wanted to refuse it.

However, before he could finish his words, Muriel glared at him and told him to stand up straight.

"You bring the things here to use. You are already a mid-level breeder. How can you be so entangled over such a small amount of money? Take it. It will be really useful if you get good grades. Talk less and do more."

After that, without Firion saying anything else, the bag was already stuffed into his hands.

"The patrol time within the reserve has been advanced this year, so the field study tour has also been advanced, starting on the 18th. You were in Miare when the notice was sent out, so you didn't know. Now I'm telling you, go back and prepare well. When you come back from the study tour, I'll check the results. Go!"

With a stern wave of her hand, Muriel turned away and let Filho go on his own.

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"Filio! Filio! What did the principal say to you?"

As soon as I returned to the classroom, Apei, who was chatting with a group of people, came up to me, rubbing his hands and asked.

As soon as these words were spoken, the classmates' attention turned to them, including Antoine and Ina who were flirting with each other at the back of the classroom.

"He didn't say anything, just told me to keep working hard, and told me that the field study tour was brought forward. No one actually told me this."

Shrugging, Firio simply evaded the question.

Apei would definitely not be satisfied with this answer. Just as he was about to ask more questions, Millia had already walked in from the door.

Having lost the opportunity, he had no choice but to go back to his seat and sit down obediently, mouthing to Filio, "I'll find you after class."

"Okay, now that everyone is here, I'll tell you about next week's field trip. Firion just got back, so listen carefully."

Millia, standing on the podium, looked around. The classroom, which had been a little noisy just now, immediately returned to silence, and the eyes looking at her also became a little more eager.

Field study tours are one of the activities that graduates look forward to most every year. They are not only an assessment test of practical performance, but also an opportunity to lay a foundation for students who want to travel.

At the same time, this is also one of the few opportunities for students to explore and travel in the wild with friends. Especially in this final semester when they are about to part, everyone cherishes it very much.

"The location of this field study tour is still the mountain nature reserve southeast of Sala. The time is advanced to April 4th and it will last for ten days. Teacher Thornton will lead the team, and other teachers from the combat class will also escort everyone. But you still have to pay attention to safety. Nothing is trivial in the wild."

"Everyone should prepare the corresponding supplies in advance. The specific lists have been distributed. Don't miss anything. Be sure to check carefully before leaving, otherwise you may not be able to get everything you need when you arrive at the reserve."

"If you are hoping to form a team in the assessment, you should hurry up so as not to be caught off guard on the day. This is also your last chance to explore the wild side by side on campus, so you must cherish it."

"Okay, that's all I have to say. Now, this class is a theoretical knowledge test, so everyone should pay attention. Antoine, take the test papers and distribute them. Filio, come to my office now."

Things were arranged neatly, and the students' expectations immediately turned into wailing.

Examinations are never something that people enjoy.

Looking at Filio's back as he left behind Milia, everyone's gaze was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred, and finally turned into a unanimous sigh.

After all, such a test paper is nothing to Firio.

If only I could be like Firio, knowing everything and being able to do everything, then I wouldn't be losing my hair over this crappy test paper.

As he thought this, the only sound left in the room was the "swish" of the brush.

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"Filio! My little Filio! I am so happy!"

As soon as the office door was closed, the serious teacher Milia disappeared, and was replaced by an excited big sister.

Hugging Firio, Milia had no awareness of bumping into anyone with the ball. She just stretched out her hands and kept patting Firio's back and head, and was so happy that she could hardly control herself.

The youngest intermediate cultivator in Sara is Milia's disciple.

Although she had expected this and was extremely confident in Firio's level, when she actually got the result, Milia, who personally taught Firio to become a breeder, still felt a strong sense of pride.

"Ahem... Teacher Milia, be gentle, I can't breathe..."

Firio struggled to speak, feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath from the pressure.

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"Well...anyway, little Firio, congratulations on becoming an intermediate breeder. From this moment on you are a real breeder, I am so happy for you."

Sitting gracefully in her seat, Milia looked normal except for the flushed complexion from the excitement.

"Teacher, I am a little uncomfortable with your change from active to quiet."

Silently drinking a sip of fruit tea, Firio said lightly that he had gotten used to his teacher being like this, but getting used to it didn't mean he wouldn't complain.

"Hehe! I'm happy for you too! An 18-year-old intermediate breeder, there are only a handful of such breeders in the entire Kalos League throughout history! When you become Master Firion, the teacher will have to cling to your thighs. Come, little Dream Demon, little Eevee, have some snacks, I stole these from the Windy Ball with great difficulty."

Milia crossed her legs and smiled, teasing Firio while feeding the two indecisive little guys.

Suifengqiu stood silently aside, his eyes full of disgust.

With his right hand leaning on the table, Firio said with despair: "You have more confidence in me than I do in myself. Master, why don't you just go straight to the point and ask me to be the chairman of the Carlos Breeders Association? This is just the beginning, nothing at all."