The low-level trainer of the elf world

A cramped, rough, dark room.

The gray and white blocky rocks piled up this narrow cage.

A beam of white and soft light passed through the palm-sized fence and shone into the room.

The toys that were thrown on the ground in a mess could barely be called toys.

The green-haired boy sat on the ground, and with the help of the halo of the moon, he piled up those blocks of different shapes in the room to look like an elf.

It's Little York!

It's just that this little Yorkie not only lost one ear, but only one of the two eyes remained.

And it was right in front of the green-haired boy at this moment.

The wounds on Little York's body all showed obvious signs of man-made injuries.

Not only this little Yorkie, but beside him, there is also a pickpocket cat with a broken tail and a peas pigeon with a broken wing.

These elves.

They are all his friends.

From their mouths, the boy patiently listened to their complaints to the original owner over and over again, and the sorrow of what happened to him.

The boy's face was covered with tears, but he stubbornly did not cry out.

He just used his gentle embrace and soft voice to comfort the three elves.

These three elves were regarded as friends and partners by him.

But it was precisely because of this encounter that a seed of hatred was planted in his young heart.

A hatred for humans, for trainers, for those who disregard the elves' own wishes.

Squeak——

The old wooden door was slowly pushed open.

Soft orange light shone in along the wooden door.

Immediately afterwards.

A middle-aged man wearing a black cloak, special light red glasses on his right eye, and a gentle smile walked in.

The blue crutch in his hand with a special logo printed on it made a crisp sound when it came into contact with the rough ground, causing the three elves who heard the sound to hide behind the young man and looked at him in fear.

Father.

Looking at the gentle smile on the man's face, the young man finally couldn't stop the tears from falling from the corners of his eyes.

The man's name was Quechs, and he was the boy's father.

N. Queches squatted down, and lightly pressed his palm on the boy's head, and a magnetic voice sounded.

You are our future and our hope. You must learn to be strong and turn all the pain and unwillingness into motivation. Only you can liberate all the elves and protect them from human beings.

You will be the new hero! Build a new kingdom and a new order!

The boy N looked at Quecchi in a daze.

Under the illumination of the dim light, from Quecchis' words, he heard the burden he seemed to be shouldering.

Silently wiping away tears, he solemnly nodded towards Quecchis.

Um!

Seeing the boy N's reaction, the smile on Quecchis' face grew even wider.

But the young man who turned to appease the three frightened elves didn't notice the father Queches behind him, and his eyes changed drastically.

The soft eyes that looked at him turned cold.

It seemed that instead of looking at his own child, he was looking at a monster.

Sitting on the sofa, N's mind flashed through his childhood in the plasma team's castle, everything he aimed for, everything he experienced, and everything he was told.

Human beings are selfish.

They forcibly subdued the elves, and ignored the will of the elves, forcing them to do things that the elves did not want to do.

For humans, elves are just tools, at worst they are pets.

But why?

N couldn't help asking himself in his heart.

Why the man outside the window.

The elves on his body, even through thick glass, even at such a long distance, felt unprecedented joy from them.

As long as he can curl up in his arms, Ibrahimovic is already satisfied.

The only reason to become stronger is to protect him and his mother's strange six tails.

The appearance of Xia Yan, Ibrahimovic and Liuwei seems to inject a rainbow into N's gray and white world.

He couldn't help but focus his sight and attention on the person outside the glass.

The shock of this elf's unabashed affection was the first that N felt after leaving Team Plasma's castle.

So, is there any trainer who is so loved by elves?

Xia Yan outside the window saw the surprise in N's eyes, stopped for a while and did not stop, and continued to walk towards the ice cream shop with the two little guys.

N in the building stood up involuntarily, followed Xia Yan's figure, and walked to the window.

in the sun.

Natsuhiko sharing ice cream with Ibrahimovic and Liuwei.

Watching Ibrahimovic and Liuwei mischievously smearing ice cream on Xia Yan's face.

I also saw the intimacy of them licking off the ice cream together.

At this moment, they standing in the sunlight formed a sharp contrast with N standing in the shadow of the building.

It seems that the outside world has become colorful because of their existence, but the self inside the building is always in a gray and white world.

Inexplicable.

There was an impulse in N's heart that he had never had before.

He wanted to rush out, he wanted to ask Xia Yan, he wanted to ask Ibrahimovic and Liuwei, how they felt.

However.

When he was just about to lift his feet to walk towards the door, three black figures suddenly appeared behind him.

One of them said very respectfully: My king, the seven sages have all arrived.

Seven sages, including his father, Quecchis.

N opened his mouth.

In the end, he still failed to express his true intentions.

He is hope, he is the future, he is the king in the hearts of all members of the plasma team with lofty ideals, and he is the hero of all elves who have suffered enough from human beings.

He cannot be impulsive, and all his actions, even his existence, are to liberate these elves.

This is his value.

After a series of self-comfort.

N pressed the peaked cap on his head, blocking the laughing Xia Yan and his two elves from his sight.

The world in his eyes seemed to have turned gray and white again.

Follow the dark iron triangle and walk towards the building.

Even when he got on the elevator, he never raised his eyes again.

until.

At the moment when the elevator door closed, when he raised his gaze, which he no longer avoided, it coincided with Xia Yan, who raised his head while holding his hat, and his gaze met.

Standing in the elevator and feeling the rise, N froze for a moment.

He didn't know what Xia Yan's last look meant.

seem

With a little overture, with a little friendliness, and a little pity?

Why is there mercy?

N puzzled.

But the elevator reached the top floor very quickly.

Under the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, seven people in robes of different colors were sitting beside the arc-shaped table.

They were dressed in different clothes and looked different, but when they saw him coming, they all stood up and shouted respectfully: My king.

Surrounded by the dark iron triangle, N sat on a throne that was clearly different from the position of the Seven Sages.

He is the king, so he doesn't have to do it himself, this is what his father said.

And his father, Queches, and the other six sages will help him with all the trivial matters.

And what needs to be done.

Just quietly be a king.

Waiting for the moment to save the elves and save the world.

The main content of this meeting is to discuss the matter of the Hunter's Guild. As far as I know, the head of the Hunter's Guild in the Hezhong area passed away not long ago. I think this is the best time for us.

The behavior of the Hunter's Guild is in great conflict with our philosophy.

Queches looked at N who was sitting on the throne.

N nodded without hesitation.

He knew about the Hunter's Guild. From N's point of view, they were definitely a bunch of scum.

With his affirmation, the eyes of the plasma players guarding the hall sparkled with excitement.

N? Xia Yan looked up at the building standing in Shuanglong City.

Team Plasma's logo is so conspicuous.

To be able to make an underground force so aboveboard, even the Rockets are not good enough, right?

In the eyes of ordinary people, the plasma team is a group of religions that promote the equality of elves and humans.

They occupy righteousness.

Although their theory makes some people unacceptable.

But it also gained a large number of supporters.

And these supporters are all those who preach that humans and elves should live in peace.

It is precisely because of this kind of righteousness that Rao even the alliance can't make a move without evidence.

Xia Yan gently rubbed his chin.

I always feel that with the beginning of the civil strife in the Hunter's Guild, some plans and actions of the plasma team will inevitably be brought forward.