The Road to Champion of the King of Spirits

Chapter 528: Ball of Memories
After clearing out the Shadow Seam Army in the underground darkroom, the little dragonfly confirmed to the surrounding seeds: "Are you all right?"

Immediately, there were replies in twos and threes from the surrounding area, with all sorts of strange voices.

Among the noisy and messy calls, an elf quickly attracted the little dragonfly's attention.

It was a Chuanshan King who was not weak, but also appeared to be extremely calm after being released from the cage.

The reason why he attracted the little dragonfly's attention was because the mountain king had been staring at her since he escaped from the trap.

Unable to bear this undisguised gaze, the little dragonfly floated over and knocked King Chuanshan on the head.

It was Chen Mu who knocked her before, this time she finally had the chance to experience the thrill of knocking, not to mention, it feels so good~
"Googoo?"——why do you always stare at me?
Chuanshan Wang replied sincerely.

"Squeak."—Are you the famous desert dragonfly in the desert?There was a human who was looking for you before.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

The little dragonfly became alert all of a sudden.

"Cuckoo!"—Have you ever seen that human being?What is your relationship with him?
At this time, the little dragonfly couldn't help pouted.

Okay master, you said you don't have a new dog!

King Chuanshan didn't know what little dragonfly was doing at this time, and he was as honest as ever.

"Squeak."——I traveled with that human for a while, and he was very anxious to find you, so he even broke into the territory of the rogue crocodile.

What puzzled King Chuanshan was: when he said that the human being was in a hurry, the desert dragonfly in front of him suddenly wagged its tail happily.
The acceleration effect brought about by "Dance of the Dragon" was really used by her in a strange place at this time.

With her hands on her hips, the little dragonfly couldn't hide her smile. For a while, the Chuanshan King in front of her became much more pleasing to the eye.

After looking up and down, she commented pretending to be old-fashioned.

"Coo, coo coo, coo coo coo." ——You, it's okay, you're capable.

"???"

Chuanshan Wang was at a loss, wondering why this desert dragonfly jumped up the topic so quickly?

"Squeak, squeak."—I mean, that human was really in a hurry, he was looking for you everywhere.

"Cuckoo, cluck cluck." - I know.Also, don't be too big or small, if you come late, you should call me Big Sister.

"???"

Chuanshan Wang realized that the other party might have misunderstood something.

"Zhizhi..."——No, I was not accepted by that human...

"Hoo!" - called the eldest sister!
"Squeak!" - Listen to what others say!I said I am not!

"Hoo!"——I don't want to beat you up!

"Squeak!" - I said I'm not, I don't!
"Snapped!"

The little dragonfly slapped Chuanshan King on the forehead.

"..."

"..."

"Googoo?"——What were you trying to say just now?
"Squeak..."——Without the big sister's head, everything you said is right for the big sister's head.

The little dragonfly crossed her waist happily and quickly wagged her tail.

Chuanshan King held his head in his arms and choked speechlessly, he could only complain silently in his heart: Look at your wagging tail, obviously you are a dog!
Then the little dragonfly opened the small satchel on her waist.

For a moment, her eyes froze.

"Cuckoo..."

She suddenly became very sad, even the victory she had just obtained was temporarily forgotten by her.

Because the Poke Balls I brought were all broken.

These elf balls were actually the point that Lu Zhishi couldn't figure out the most.

Because the poke balls in this world have an anti-theft function, after the poke balls are captured, a directional spiritual link will be established, and outsiders cannot use them at all.

There is no reason for a normal wild elf to use a poke ball!

However, he never guessed that these are actually the elf balls that Little Dragonfly has secretly kept since 200 years ago.

This is Chen Mu's ball back then!

One was the little dragonfly's own;

One belongs to the old team leader;

One was A Ying's, and the ball was taken by the little dragonfly after he left;
One of them belonged to the dog, because the dog later followed Lin Yuxin, Chen Mu's apprentice, so if he changed the owner, he would naturally change the ball.

There are also two of Chen Mu's partners who died in battle in the past: the Roentgen cat and the giant pincer mantis.

Each Poke Ball Little Dragonfly remembers its source!

Every poke ball used to be regarded as a treasure by her!
Normally, the service life of a poke ball is at most several decades, but Little Dragonfly relies on the maintenance of excellence and maintenance without paying any attention to it, and has kept them alive until today!
The reason why she wandered in the desert and became a traveling peddler was because she wanted to save money to buy poke ball maintenance tools in the human world.

At this time, in an alley of an old city in the Bata Alliance, a gray-haired elf craftsman happened to be telling this story to his little grandson.

The little grandson asked him curiously: "Grandpa, grandpa, is the story about the desert dragonfly you told true? She really has six poke balls that are older than you?"

When asked about this story by his grandson, the craftsman was really angry and nostalgic.

"That's right! This business can make your grandpa very hard every time!

Those Poké Balls should have been scrapped long ago!Every time I maintain them, I have to be careful. If they are damaged a little bit, that desert dragonfly likes to lose its temper.

Hey, it’s true, even a fairy craftsman can’t save a Poké Ball after 200 years! "

The little grandson was very curious when he heard it, "Then why do you still help her take care of it every time, grandpa? Wouldn't it be better if you don't do this business?"

The elderly craftsman lit a cigarette, and suddenly his eyes became a little dazed.

"Yeah, why? Maybe it's... the first time I met that dragonfly when I was young, seeing her holding those malfunctioning elf balls and sitting under the steps of our house crying nonstop, I really couldn't bear to leave her alone."

Speaking of which, the old craftsman laughed and cursed himself.

"Hey! I was really nosy at the time, who would have thought that after being kind to her once, she would persist for decades!
Really, how could there be such a silly elf in this world! "

So what A Ying and Lao Jie saw was accurate-Little Dragonfly is a tsundere at all!
When I met Chen Mu for the first time in Oasis, I pretended to raise so many conditions, but in fact it was just to cover up my surprise and tears.

This seemingly uninhibited, indulgent and freedom-loving desert prodigal son actually tried his best to make money in order to keep the six memory balls in his hands that have long exceeded their service life...

However, no amount of maintenance, no matter how precious and precious the love is, there is a limit after all.

The desert environment is not very suitable for maintaining precision human products such as elf balls.

It has persisted for more than 200 years, and it is only a rare time to take it out and use it, but it still can't hold it.

All six balls are now scrapped.

Not a single one survived...

"Woooo."

The little dragonfly stared at her small satchel for a long, long time, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back a sad sound.

The few sand bell cactus brought in by the elf ball are unknown, so they don't understand why the "commander" who led them to win the battle suddenly cried when the battle was won and all the partners were rescued.

Even if they didn't know what happened to the little dragonfly, they could still hear the sadness overflowing from her voice.

"Dingling, dingling~"

The sand bell cactuses looked at each other, shook their bodies on the spot, and tried to comfort the little dragonfly with rhythmic melodies.

So in the dark room after the war, for some reason, warm and soothing bells suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)