The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 258 Fighting Not For Children

Soft music surrounds them, and the humble and polite waiters lead the way respectfully. Along the way, everyone casts respectful glances at the three children, because they have been told before that the arena's The master must be born among the three.

It didn't take long to walk, but it took about 3 minutes to come to a separate private room.

The most eye-catching thing in the extravagant room is the finely crafted crystal chandelier on the head. The bright and gorgeous colors faintly reveal the precipitation of several years. The handmade crystal lamp is a swimming lamp Strange, emitting a bright but not dazzling light.

There is a lot of space in the room, and the circle bear can be accommodated without being too crowded.

“Very expensive room...”

With such a luxurious room, even Zena, who was used to luxury goods, could only open her mouth in shock.

The price of this lamp can buy more than a dozen of the latest dresses, each of which starts at five figures.

Zena and Dio, who didn't know much about the raw materials in the room, sat directly on the sofa in the middle and picked up the berries on the table.

"It's so beautiful here!"

"Yes, yes, come, eat the fruit."

Grab a fruit, stuff it into Nana's mouth like feeding a round land shark, and then lean on the soft sofa and look at the only window. It's pitch black outside, and there are curtains that can be drawn inside.

Outside is the field where the elves are fighting. Seeing the timetable on the wall, Dio knows that the next match is 5 minutes away.

"But what do you want to do with this beautifully decorated room, play?"

Once the novelty passed, Zena began to feel bored here.

The education she received since she was a child told her that useful things can be transformed into value, and it is not enough to only look good.

Except for your own skirt.

"Without TV, you can't watch Mongoose Slash Girls."

For Zena, the TV is more precious than any luxury.

"This is a special place to watch elf battles."

"See the crowd below? They're all here to watch the next game."

After finding the button of the outer curtain, Dio fully opened the windows on both sides, allowing Zena and Nana inside to fully see the outside scene.

On the field with a diameter of 200 meters, there is a pattern of a Pokéball. The soft soil allows the Pokémon to better display their full strength.

Surrounding the venue were dozens of auditoriums, densely packed with people, and everyone wore strange masks, without exception.

But even with their facial expressions covered, their excitement can be felt through their enthusiastic body language.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Dior, what's wrong with them, it's just a battle of elves..."

"Why do you make it look like you are going to play?"

"Also, why have I never heard of a place dedicated to fighting elves here?"

Zena started to panic when she saw the people in the field. The people in the field didn't look like normal people at all!
"Of course it's because they are looking forward to the next battle."

"How could anyone expect so much from the battle of the elves!"

"Keep reading and you'll know."

Dio has only heard about Tetsuya's battle, but has never seen it with his own eyes. It is also the first time for him to come here today. Tetsuya and Bell in the past did not let him watch at all, and he was not very enthusiastic about the battle scene. .

After all, those turn-based games on TV are too boring.

He also wanted to see how the battle Zhe Ye participated in was not suitable for children, and Bell and Zhe would not allow children to watch.

"Will there be elf battles? Great!"

Nana was also very interested when she heard that the elves were fighting, and immediately threw herself from the sofa into Zena's arms to find her own position.

"Do you have a pillow?"

Zena didn't want to be Nana's pillow, so she asked Dio for one.

"No, you should be Nana's pillow."

Seeing Zena's predicament, Dio pushed her to Nana's side.

"Sister Zena..."

"alright."

Holding Nana, Zena turned her eyes to the battlefield.

Two players have arrived on the field, a male and a female.

The women wore masks like the audience, but the realistic mask of the storm salamander really frightened the two little girls.

Obviously the real storm salamander would not feel afraid in front of him, but that mask made them feel an instinctive fear.

And the face of the man without the mask made Zena a little familiar.

"Isn't that Gu Lin from the Jingyuan Consortium?"

"I remember he announced a long time ago that he would not participate in the elf battle?"

Recalling the place where the face should exist in the memory, Zena's face showed shock again.

"I don't know."

"Anyway, most of the people who come here are here for money. You should know something."

"Speaking of which, the Jingyuan Consortium has indeed suffered malicious competition from two newly emerging companies recently, and the economy is not enough to support the company's operations."

Ze Nazai recalled the recent market situation of the Jingyuan Consortium, and it was indeed a bit unsatisfactory.

"Look, you really should inherit Uncle Bell's position."

"that is you!"

"Look, look, the little elves are released, it's Storm Salamander and Ice Ghost!"

The two who were fighting together were forcibly separated by Nana's words, and turned their eyes to the battle scene outside the window.

"These two elves are so high-level!"

"Papa's Mookhawks aren't as scary as they are..."

There are many ways to know the strength of the elf, the most direct way is to see how threatened the elf brings to oneself.

Although Zena has been traveling for nearly three years, she can't judge the strength of the elves like Dior can directly perceive the strength of the two parties. She can only judge whether they are at the same level when the two elves are present at the same time.

There is also a big difference between the quasi-king and ordinary elves.

In the wild, it's the first step into an overlord pixie.

Dio looked at the figure using the violent salamander, and some memories appeared in his mind, and the face of a white-haired woman was gradually remembered.

"I know the trainer of the storm salamander, she's pretty good."

"Will Dio know?"

Zena was a little curious. She knew that Dio's memories of those trainers would not stay in his mind for more than five seconds. Only food and novelty could attract Dio.

"I brought her here."

As if thinking of something suddenly, Dio pointed at the trainer commanding the storm salamander, and said to Zena.

"Do you want me to let her teach you the fighting skills of flying elves?"

(End of this chapter)