Elven settlers

Chapter 93 The Orange Forest
A Mare sheep who was following the flock felt a little bored. It raised its head and looked around.

There are dense forests on both sides, and the leaves on those bushes taste astringent, which is not delicious.

The Mare sheep was about to put its head back and continue on its way. It would be bad if it was targeted by that fierce Deruby.

"What?"

At this moment, a bright red that lures sheep flashed across its eyes.

The Mare sheep's eyes widened, and it saw right, there were a few round berries growing on a bush not far away.

"What?"

The companion next to him was a little curious and wanted to follow its gaze, but it jumped up and crushed him.

Rock turned his head and glanced at the mari sheep who were in a brief commotion, but didn't take it seriously.

These Mare sheep are very lively, jumping and jumping when they are on the road, and Rock has become used to it during the time of grazing.

Although it is the first time to herd, there are only thirty relatively docile Mali sheep, and with the help of Deluby and Bayleaf, Rock feels that he has gradually gotten used to it.

The reason why he insists on choosing the way of grazing is because of a customary rule among ranchers in the Pokémon world.

Just don't put the shepherd elves into the elf ball.

From the perspective of these ranchers who deal with elves all day long, taking elves into the ball means establishing a partnership with them, and these elves are members of the family from then on.

Therefore, subduing elves with elf balls has a sacred meaning for them.

Rock felt that this was a bit like those ranchers before crossing who did not name their livestock. The deeper reason was to prevent him from developing deeper feelings for the animals in the ranch.

Rock, who had three elf companions, didn't feel that this was the rancher's moaning, but took this rule very seriously.

Only when you deeply feel the bond with the elves, can you understand why these ranchers don't want to put too much affection on the elves.

Of course, in the world of Pokémon, there is another more realistic factor for not putting animal shepherds into poke balls, and that is the issue of cost and risk.

The price of the most common poke ball is two hundred yuan, and it can only be bound to one pokemon and cannot be reused.

For the shepherd elves that often cost hundreds or even thousands, even under the best circumstances, the shipping fee each time will not be lower than five figures.

And that's only a small part of the reason.

Due to the restriction of the characteristics of the poke ball, the pokemon cannot eat after entering the poke ball.

And most of the shepherd elves need fine care, they don't have high constitution and endurance like ordinary trainer elves.

If they stay in the poke ball for a long time, these pastoral elves will have various problems if they don't eat or drink for a long time.

Therefore, even if you really use poke balls to transport, you must also consider the rest and water supplements on the way, as well as the adaptation of herd pokemon to the changing environment.

On the whole, the energy and time required are not less than grazing, and even far exceed the cost.

Since it is necessary to master herding skills no matter what, Rock might as well take this opportunity to practice well.

"Meh..."

The Mare sheep, who overwhelmed their companions, saw that Roque was distracted, and sneaked to the periphery of the flock.

It took advantage of Deluby to run to the other side of the flock, and ran towards the berry it found.

"What~"

The berries were sour and sweet, and the Mare sheep let out a satisfied cry.

What it doesn't know is that a pair of greedy eyes deep in the bushes have already stared at it.

"Sasa"

The branches swayed slightly, and the blades of grass rubbed against each other softly.

Mali sheep, who was happily eating berries, didn't notice anything.

Suddenly, a big white cat leaped out from the bushes beside it without a sound. After a few leaps, it arrived in front of the Mali sheep, and bit its throat with its long and sharp mouth.

The cat boss has been coveting these Mali sheep for a long time. He has eaten this kind of fresh and tender Pokémon once before, and then it is deeply remembered in his mind. Whenever he thinks about it, his saliva can't stop flowing.

Because he was afraid of that man and his three elves, the cat boss never did anything.

But it still did not give up and followed them all the way.

As expected, the opportunity presented itself. The greedy Mali sheep slipped out of the flock. The cat boss felt that his stomach had started to secrete gastric juice for the upcoming food.

However, in the next instant, a black shadow hit its head with a strong wind.

"Meow!"

The black shadow was heavy, and it hit the top of the head of the cat boss with a dull sound, making it scream unconsciously.

"Go away!" Rock shouted back the cat boss who attacked Mali sheep.

Roque discovered the Mali sheep just when it ran to the berry. He was about to catch the Maari sheep back when he saw the cat boss leaping out of the bushes.

Because he was the closest to the scene of the accident, he picked up the U-shaped lock hanging on the handlebar in a hurry and threw it out. Fortunately, he threw it quite accurately.

Rock, who drove away the cat boss, came over and took the Maari sheep by its neck and tail, and put it back into the flock.

"baabaa"

The Mali sheep didn't struggle, and was still chewing the berries with its mouth moving in mid-air.

It is very satisfying to eat delicious fruit.

With a herd of Mare sheep, the speed of Rock's return trip dropped sharply.After walking all afternoon, he didn't even reach the cross-sea bridge.

Based on the current speed, Rock calculated that he would not be able to return to Sunshine Town until tomorrow night.

Seeing that it was getting late, he was about to stop and set up camp to rest.

Letting the bay leaf sense a nearby water source with the blades on its head, Roque turned off the road with the Mare sheep.

These Mali sheep walked and ate all the way, but they were not very hungry, but a little thirsty.

When they saw a creek in the forest, they swarmed up to it.

"Abo monster, clean up the nearby threats, and then bring back the edible ones."

"Hiss.."

Arbo, who had been coiled around Rock for a day, finally had a job to do, and its huge body disappeared into the grass.

The sky was getting darker, but Rock's vision was not affected.

The Mali sheep took the initiative to light up the light bulbs on their tails, and the nearby forest was warmed by the orange light, creating a magical atmosphere.

With the lighting of the Mare sheep, Rock quickly picked up enough dry firewood.

The electricity stored in the wool hair of Mali is only enough for their tails to light up for a short while, and the light bulbs are quickly turned off one by one.

But before the forest returned to darkness, Rock had already raised a bunch of warm and bright bonfires.

After nightfall, the Mare sheep stopped being naughty and huddled together quietly around Rock and the bonfire.

After a simple dinner with the three elves, Rock, who was tired all day, was going to rest early.

Because Rock, Bayleaf, and Deluby had to go on their way tomorrow, the task of vigil was handed over to Arbor, who was still full of energy.

(End of this chapter)