The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 391 391. Trying the Sword
Luther did not leave after the opening ceremony, and Sirona's invitation was delivered at the same time.

On the way to Sirona's temporary cottage on Lily of the Valley, Luther was still in a daze.

If Wu Song hadn't said something more, Luther would have no idea that his opponent in the first round would be such a fierce man.

"To be honest, I like Misaki more than you, but your experience is so fascinating, so I can't help but cheer for you."

When Wu Song said this, his expression was very serious, and he didn't have the feeling of laughing and joking when he was fighting fire.

If there is one person among the Four Heavenly Kings who knows Luther best, it is definitely Wu Song.

"Even Wu Song doesn't like me?"

Luther's relaxed energy from the qualifiers was gone, replaced by a little nervousness.

At the same time, Luther was also a little curious about what kind of person Misaki would be.

After all, Sirona invited him to the party alone, no doubt to introduce Misaki to Luther.

It seems that something happened to Sirona after the lottery. When Luther came to this small seaside mansion in advance, there was no one around.

Luther stood in front of the door under the slightly weak light and sighed, silently waiting for the owner of the house to come back quickly.

Because it was too boring, he simply sat on the steps.

The reason why the little fairy milk was handed over to Mai to take care of her is that Miaomiao is much more relaxed now, and can comfortably grab the fruit with Marylou.

Marylou's little ears moved slightly, and she looked warily at the dark cobblestone path not far away.

Luther heard it too, it was a very dull footstep, it sounded like a giant was carefully controlling the pace of walking.

When the shadow was exposed to the light, Luther couldn't help but exclaimed "Oh".

This is a Bankira that is at least two meters high. He stopped immediately after seeing Luther, lowered his head and waited for his trainer's order.

Compared with Bakiras, this short-haired girl who looks only 1.6 meters looks too petite and mini.

The girl with a small bag slung across her body touched the nudibranch stuck to Bankiras' body, then walked towards Luther with her hands behind her back, looked curiously, and extended her hand to Luther who was sitting on the steps.

"Just call me Misaki."

Misaki smiled charmingly, there seemed to be a clear spring flowing in those bright eyes, and the faint light sprinkled fine stars in her eyes.

Luther was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, shook hands with Misaki, and introduced himself quickly.

The ID photo looks like a tomboy, but the Misaki Luther saw had another feeling besides being amazed.

A strange feeling that Luther, who lacked language ability, could not describe.

Misaki patted the steps, padded the hem of her skirt, and sat beside Luther.

"I've heard of your name, it was in the qualifiers." Misaki said with a smile, "At that time, our players in Group F were discussing your Marylou, and I went to watch the match."

Misaki squeezed Marylou's face, and took out a pack of snacks from her small bag: "I prepared it specially before I came here, I hope you like it."

Marylou happily ate the snacks.

"I just found out that you are the one who paid close attention to Sirona and gave a lot of advice." Luther said.

Misaki took out a small piece from Marylou's snack and took a bite: "To each other."

"I want to participate in this event because of you."

Luther's body trembled at Misaki's words, and he felt a little unbelievable looking at Misaki's exquisite profile.

As if feeling Luther's shock, Misaki smiled and asked, "Sirona didn't tell you about me, and she didn't tell me about you either."

"But... I still learned that in this conference, there was a trainer who was silently helped by Sirona at the same time as me and was selected to participate in the competition."

Misaki stared at Luther: "That's why I came to compete, for you."

Misaki patted the dust on her black stockings, stood up slowly, put her hands behind her back, and walked towards the beach not far away.

Luther seemed to be drawn by Misaki's movements, and followed her steps.

Only now did Luther know what happened to Bankiras's strange cadence just now, it was to match Misaki's rhythm.

The sea breeze mixed with salty fishy smell blows head-on, and the sound of the rising and falling of the tide makes people feel extraordinarily calm.

"Why?" Luther asked.

The corner of Misaki's mouth rose slightly: "To prove myself, to confirm whether you are worthy of Sirona's attention..."

"No more disappointment for Sirona." After Misaki finished speaking, she yelled into the dark sea, as if expressing some other emotion.

"Do you know that besides us, Sirona has placed high hopes on how many trainers who have been bonded with Sinnoh these years?"

"Excluding you, Shinji, Xiaozhi, and me, it's gone." Misaki said, "Before that, the number was 29, but in the past two years, there are only seven."

Luther frowned: "Then there should be another one."

Misaki pointed to Bankiras who was not far away: "I've already knocked that one down, he's devastated, and he has no intention of challenging a higher stage."

Luther's silence made Misaki's voice softer.

"Sirona said that she started looking for these excellent new-generation trainers three years ago, and paid attention to these excellent new-generation trainers. Last year, only you and I were selected. This year, if Sirona told me the truth, then it would be zero."

"Sirona is disappointed. Although she doesn't say it, her actions can't deceive people."

It will be disappointing, after all, so many people in the beginning, all of them are far away from their original dream, and at the same time, they also took away Sirona's hope of finding the next "self" for the Sinnoh Alliance.

Misaki squatted down, took off her stockings, stuffed them into her shoes, and stepped on the icy sand, waiting for the next wave of sea water to wash over her feet.

"You and I are both Sirona who hope to grow up, compete with her, and become the hope of the Shennian Alliance in the future."

Luther sighed: "Are you here to test the sword?"

Misaki froze for a moment, and then recalled the meaning of Luther's words.

"Yes, try the sword." Misaki walked in front of Luther. At this moment, her bright eyes exuded a strong sense of oppression, even close to majesty.

"I've heard too many rumors about the seniors. Those who are followed by Sirona are either extremely talented or charming, but so many people..." Misaki sneered, and did not continue to comment on those people.

"I don't have their talent, I don't have their excellent starting point..." Misaki smiled, "But I worked harder than them, my bond with elves was deeper than them, and I was more able to endure the loneliness and boredom on this road than them."

"Now I'm here to test the sword."

"If you are still hiding, please be careful."

(End of this chapter)