Elven settlers

Chapter 310 The Lively Venue

"Believe it or not, our ranch also set up a stall here yesterday, but we used up all the beef we had prepared in less than half a day."

Sartre tried his best to describe the popularity of his cantero beef yesterday, but Rock was completely attracted by the lively cowboy festival at this time.

The venue for the Stampede is a piece of grassland not far from the villages near the reserve.

At this time, large and small tents have been set up on this grassland, and each tent is an independent stall, and various delicacies, handicrafts, and clothing are sold on the stalls.

Tourists, trainers, or cowboys from all over the world visited and walked among the tents in an endless stream.

With the bustling noise of the crowd in my ears, and the tempting aroma of various delicacies filling my nose, Rock and the elves were instantly brought into this carnival festival atmosphere.

"It's really good."

Rock looked admiringly at a cowgirl passing by on a flaming horse.

This cowgirl is wearing a dressy denim jacket with tassels, even the shoes on her feet are inlaid with silver threads, her whole body is fancy and delicate.

It can also be seen from her spirited expression that she is also very satisfied with her clothes, and she looks full of energy.

But soon Rock's attention shifted from the cowgirl's body to the saddle she was sitting on, because the carvings on the saddle were too gorgeous.

The leather of the entire saddle is full of patterns carved like paintings, with gold and silver threads embedded in the patterns, and gem embellishments.

Not only Rock, but even Geranium's eyes were tightly locked on this gorgeous saddle.

"That's the prize saddle. You need to win the competition in the Stampede Festival to get it. It seems that this cowgirl is very good."

Sartre rode the flaming horse and came to Roque's side, and followed his gaze to look at the cowgirl who was drifting away.

As a result, Mel's cold voice sounded immediately.

"Sartre, if you just watch a little longer, we can skip lunch."

"Haha, I just want to introduce Roque to the Stampede. Let's find a place to pitch a tent first, and then I'll show you around."

Sutter laughed and patted Rock on the shoulder, then took the lead and walked towards the camping area.

Seeing that Sata pushed Rock out as a shield, Mel didn't say anything more, and continued to drive the carriage.

Because they have to take care of some tourists who come from afar and people from other villages, the organizer of the Stampede specially designated an area as a camping area, so that everyone can have a place to eat and rest at noon.

When Rock and the others arrived at the camping area, it was already filled with colorful tents.

Sutter and Mel chose a spot slightly closer to the edge, unloaded the tent from the wagon, and prepared to set up camp.

"Can I participate in the prize saddle competition?"

Rock asked while helping Satra spread the tarpaulin.He also had some ideas for that impressively ornate saddle.

"Of course you can participate. The events of the Stampede are open to everyone. Of course, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the elves that are limited to participating must be flame horses."

Sartre heard Rock's thoughts, he glanced at Geranium who was playing with Sammy and Ibrahimovic, and shrugged regretfully at Rock.

"If you want to win the prize saddle, you can only raise a few flaming horses. I can introduce you to the people in Lalamei Village. The little flaming horses and flaming horses they raise are the best in these villages near the reserve."

"Wait, Lalamei Village!"

"By the way, Lalamei Village!"

Mel, who was connecting the tent pole, suddenly interrupted Sartre, just at this moment Sartre realized something, so the two said it in unison.

Sartre and Mel smiled at each other, and then Sartre explained to Rock.

"The Pokémon Contest held by the Latin American Village every year allows riders to bring their own elves to participate. The probability of you and Geranium winning the championship should be quite high. The prizes of that competition also have prize saddles, and they are specially Customized."

Rock is somewhat familiar with the name of the Pokémon Contest. After Sutter's explanation, his understanding of this event became clear immediately.

The Pokémon Race originated from the ancient customs of the Latin American people. It was once a competition held by the nomadic Latin American people to test the level of the elves they cultivated.

Later, with the passage of time, it gradually evolved into an open event that everyone can participate in, similar to the Stampede.

It's just that this year's Pokémon Contest has just been held, and Rock can only participate in next year if he wants to participate.

"It doesn't matter if you participate in next year's race. I heard that in this year's race, Latin Americans colluded with the Rockets and caused a lot of damage during the race. Many participants and elves were injured."

When Sartre said this, his tone was a bit embarrassing.

Hearing the word Rockets, Rock's eyes suddenly froze, but he immediately returned to normal, and then asked Sartre in a flat tone.

"Even the Rockets are dispatched? Don't those people only do big things?"

Hearing this, Sartre put down the hammer in his hand, and spread his hands to indicate that he didn't know.

Mel then took over the conversation.

"I heard that it has something to do with the factional disputes in Lalamei Village. It may be that the Rockets wanted to take the opportunity to infiltrate the reserve. Fortunately, they were driven away on the spot. Afterwards, the protection officers in the reserve also responded Latin America Village launched an investigation."

Hearing this, Rock was secretly relieved.

Although his strength has increased a little now, he still doesn't want to have an intersection with the Rockets for the time being.

The previous attack to eliminate the team of Rockets who were doing biological experiments had a good effect. In the past few months, no trace of Team Rocket has been found in the ranch and Yunhui Mountains.

Rock hopes to continue like this forever, and time is still on his side, the longer he and the elves will become stronger.

After nailing up the tent, because Mel's game was in the afternoon, Rock and the others split into two groups and wandered around the venue of the Stampede.

Sartre took Rock and his elves as a guide, and Mel, Irene, and Sami went in the other direction. They had to send the flame horse and carriage to the inspection office first, so they didn't follow Rock they are together.

"Oh, this grilled lamb chop is delicious! It turns out that Ma Li lamb is so delicious."

At this time, Rock was in front of a stall, and Abo blamed them for sharing a piece of grilled oily lamb ribs.

From a long distance away, Rock could smell the aroma here. He is reluctant to eat his own sheep, but it is still delicious to eat other people's roasted sheep.

　Today is an update. I didn’t sleep well last night. I was so sleepy during the day today, but it’s too hot and I can’t sleep.

　　The second update will be added as soon as possible next week, good night everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)