This elf world is a bit strange

However, before she could finish her words, Sari interrupted her again: "Okay, no time for sentimental talk! Stop being hypocritical and leave now. Remember, we are not here to save your lives or to let you live in disgrace. We are here because you are the strongest and most suitable to leave with the most important things. You must remember our ideal, that beautiful world."

"I've got it. Leave it to me. I've always disliked you, Sally, but this time, you must not die. I'm waiting to drink with you at headquarters. And all of you."

Biting her lower lip lightly, Akebee glanced at the cadres who were busy with their work.

"If a fool like you can escape from the Alliance's prison, I will certainly be fine. I want to witness the moment when Lord Fladali sees the light of day again. Let's go!"

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Under the cover of night, several figures quietly left the camp and rode on flying Pokémon to the distance.

There was a slight rustling sound from the vehicles that were being guarded throughout the camp, but it was drowned out by the crackling of the campfire.

In the center of the camp, dressed again in black combat uniforms and cloaks as black as night, Sari and a dozen of his subordinates looked up at the stars.

This is his direct team.

"We can't go on like we did back then. We have to get rid of these dangerous little devils. We have to find a way to trick them out."

"Yes, Captain Surrey!"

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A few kilometers away, in the forest, Firio and Korni, covered in dust, were also resting.

They had already greatly exceeded their mission, so for safety reasons they chose not to continue close reconnaissance after the enemy had set up camp, but to conserve their energy and adjust their condition for subsequent battles.

"Sorry, I'm too sleepy. I'll take a nap. Thank you for your hard work, Korni. I've set up the trap. Please keep an eye on it."

With his back against the tree trunk, Firion whispered some instructions and fell into a light sleep.

In the fierce fighting and transfer from morning to night, Firio had to fight himself, protect Korni, set up mechanisms, plan routes, and collect and analyze intelligence.

He barely slept last night.

The severe mental and physical exhaustion over the past two days required him to find an opportunity to get some sleep.

Holding Firio who had already fallen asleep, Korni looked at him tenderly. She gently tilted his body down and placed it on her thighs, rubbing his slightly furrowed brows even in his sleep.

Perhaps it was Korni's breath that made Firio feel at ease, and after a while, his breathing became more even and steady.

Seeing that Philio was sleeping soundly, Korni smiled with tenderness all over her.

Today, she saw a side of Filio that was completely different from his daily life.

During the daytime battles, she was only responsible for providing combat power and deterrence, and was not as hard-working as Firion.

After observing him closely, she became more dependent on Firion.

My mind wandered, and memories from the recent past came flooding back.

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About half an hour ago, after clearing off the dust on their bodies, the two sat on the ground.

After countless battles, big and small, most of the items that Firion had accumulated over a long period of time were worn out, and there were only a few mechanical weapons left for the Flare Team.

This made him feel insecure.

So, he decided to use local materials to make some simple and useful gadgets.

"Filio, what do you mean by putting dirt in these little balls?"

Feeling a bit bored sitting aside, Korni came forward with great interest and asked curiously.

She felt that Firio's endless variety of props were both amazing and novel.

Although the materials are simple and rely more on creativity, the previous props at least have unique materials. She really can't understand the small balls made of only soil.

Each small ball was only the size of the tip of a thumb. With Firio's quick operation, he soon accumulated a large handful of them.

"Well...if we give it a name, it should be called 'Smart Man's Game'."

Picking up one of them and placing it gently in Korni's palm, Firio said mysteriously.

"A game for smart people?"

Korni looked him up and down, but still couldn't understand.

"You'll understand when I use it. It's very interesting. It's specially used to deal with those self-righteous guys in Team Flare. But this thing can only be used once. If you use it more than once, it won't work. And you can only use it on smart people."

Firio picked up a small leaf that fell on Corny's head and kept it a secret with a smile.

"Okay! You're beating around the bush and calling me stupid again, right? I'm not going to talk to you anymore!"

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"Humph... Isn't it just that your brain is more useful? Really!"

When he thought of something that made him angry, his little fist was raised high, but then he gently put it down, and all the emotions in his heart turned into a murmur.

"Ah... You've been working so hard for me. Have a good sleep, my clever Firion..."

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On the treetop, the dream demon was eating while looking around vigilantly.

Next to it, there was an electric ball that had become somewhat dim.

Not only the Dream Monster that absorbs this energy is burdened, but so is the Electric Ball.

The repeated overload of energy has already overwhelmed this high-quality item produced by the Miare Gym.

However, such use is not a bad thing for the dream demon.

The baptism of electrical energy has made its control of electromagnetic waves more and more proficient. If Philio wakes up at this moment and uses his superpowers to take a look, he will even find that the skills that originally remained at the "excellent" level are even showing signs of changing towards "perfect".

"Maggie..."

The little guy ate the energy cubes and elf food in big mouthfuls with a frown on his face.

It always has a premonition that the danger is far from over.

Looking down at its companions, it felt a great sense of responsibility.

As the "sister" who has been in the team the longest and Firio's best partner, although she may not be older than Eevee and Kog'Maw, she still has to fight harder to protect everyone she cherishes.

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"Buy!"

Pushing the small box containing energy cubes and snacks towards Big Mouth, the considerate little Eevee knew that his friend wanted to eat more, accumulate more energy, and recover more.

Because it is the same.

During the daytime battle, it and Big Mouth were unable to play a big role due to their limited strength. They could only watch Firion work closely with the Nightmare, or use their own props and mechanisms full of wonderful ideas to stop the enemy again and again.

The well-behaved but strong-willed little guy made up his mind silently.

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"Qido (￣～￣)"

Eat with big mouthfuls and absorb the food well.

The big-mouthed boy, who had just recovered from his injuries, frowned and secretly accumulated strength.

In its proud view, although it has helped a lot since it met its trainer, it has always been taken care of by him, which has somewhat impacted its self-esteem.

What's more, during the battle during the day, it saw with its own eyes the culprit who destroyed its home, seriously injured it, and tortured it for a long time.

Of course it wants to settle this great grudge with its own hands.

Once again feeling powerless and weak, it could only clench its fists, eat more food, and absorb more energy into its body.

"Buyi..."

Just as it was secretly making up its mind, it suddenly felt a familiar softness on its waist and a gentle voice sounded in its ears.

Turning around, I saw Eevee pointing at the backpack that Firion had casually placed aside.

"Qido? Qi...!"

The puzzled Big Mouth Baby suddenly had an idea, his eyes widened, and was about to say something, but suddenly Eevee stretched out his little paw and blocked his mouth.

"Buyi..."

Tiptoeing to the backpack and gently unzipping it, the little guys quickly found the box containing the most important of Firion's few trump cards - the battle cube.

"Luca."

Just as he was about to secretly take out two cubes for his own use, Lucario, who had been resting not far away, flashed over and came to their side.

Reaching out his hand to stop the two little guys, Lucario shook his head.

"Buy!"

"Qido!"

The two little guys entangled Lucario on the left and right. Their voices were soft, but their attitudes were very firm.

"What happened?"

In a daze, Firion seemed to have noticed something and asked vaguely, which made Gollum and Ibrahimovic break out in cold sweats.

"It's okay, go to sleep...sleep a little longer..."

Korni's voice, as soft as water, came slowly.

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A small natural harbor dozens of kilometers west of Sala City.

The black and white of the world are never absolute; there also needs to be some mixed gray in between.

This place is one of them.

Many shady transactions are completed here.

Ever since the sales channels in the regular market were completely blocked, Gregor found this black market through various channels, established a relationship with one of the responsible persons, and processed a large number of raw materials. Although the price was much lower than the market price and he had to pay an extra sum of money to the black market, he managed to stop the loss for the time being.

Today, he has a small cargo ship docked at the port. Although the conditions are simple, it can barely carry out cross-regional voyages.

This was the last resort for him, his family, and his subordinates to escape.

Otherwise, if the Carlos Alliance comes knocking on our door, things will get serious.

If we go back to Hezhong and keep silent about the situation, nothing serious will happen with the help of our backers.

Under the guidance of a backer he had found at great expense, he, his daughter, and his subordinates including Garland, quickly crossed the black market and arrived at a sparsely populated beach.

However, before they could board the ship by boat, a group of aggressive guys who looked like bad guys came rushing over from the sea on a speedboat.

Behind him, more than a dozen figures with ill intentions appeared.

"Mr. Kron, what do you mean? Don't we have an agreement?"

Protecting his daughter, Gregor slowly backed away, his voice confused, his hands waving behind his back.

"Mr. Greg, our cooperation is indeed very pleasant. But you didn't tell me that the Alliance is already investigating you. On the contrary, the Storm Pirates are very interested in your affairs. Besides, this is no longer our trading market. I will not get involved in your dispute. Goodbye."

The black market manager named Kron smiled politely but coldly and bowed to say goodbye.

Then, a Slowpoke with a strong momentum appeared beside him, with blue light emanating from its body.

In just a moment, Kron disappeared.

"damn it......"

Gregor looked around vigilantly and found that the attacking pirates outnumbered his own by several times. A few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Daisy hid behind him in fear.

"Don't leave any of them alive, kill them all! Everything they have is ours! Whoever grabs something from them will own it!"

The rough roar carried undisguised murderous intent and greed.