Festival of the King of Elves

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In the evening, it was dark.

In the large manor in the north of the town, a young girl is helping a little boy guide his elf, performing a gorgeous performance of skills.

They are Eevee and Vulpix. They are using high-speed stars and sparks respectively, trying to make their skills into the shape of a heart.

"Sister Suzune, sister Xiaolan, there is a competition tomorrow. How about you stay at my house for dinner tonight?" Ogata, a little boy, was a little nervous and a little expectant.

Not all children in this environment will become little bullies who want everything. Some will become like Ogata, who basically live between home and school, with sensitive and worrying hearts. Contact and caution.

But at this moment, Xiaolan's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Brother Haitong" she shouted happily when she saw the caller's name.

"Is everything going well?" A clear and clear voice asked with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"No problem, have you finished the special training?" Xiaolan asked curiously. She had been worried since she had not heard from him for several days.

"Well, I sent a text message to you and Lingyin. I'm driving on the road, so I won't talk more." The other end of the phone really didn't talk much and hung up after finishing speaking.

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lingyin and said subconsciously: "He said he sent us a text message."

After saying that, she checked her email. It turned out that Haitong was coming to pick them up for dinner. By the way, she asked about the progress of the mission and if there was anything he could help with.

Xiaolan began to look forward to meeting him after not seeing him for a few days. She also wanted to know what kind of special training he had done and whether he had challenged the local gym.

Suzin was curious, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the little boy suddenly lowering his head.

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the gate of the manor. Within a few minutes, they saw a familiar gray pickup truck.

The car stopped smoothly, and a young man got out, standing straight and looking at them with a smile.

The young man's black hair is cut into pieces on the forehead, and the top of his head is naturally loose, which makes the whole body full. His face is fair, and he is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black cotton-polyester casual trousers, which gives him a clean and more mature look than a sporty boy. .

"You all look beautiful today, especially your shoes." Haitong greeted with a smile, his eyes naturally passing by the new shoes under their feet.

He usually has two outfits, one for sportswear when he was on the road and one for his current casual look.

"There are a lot of beautiful shoes here." Xiaolan didn't hide her bright smile at all. When she came to him, she stood on tiptoes and compared the other person's height with her hands on her head. She found that she could only see the other person's eyebrows, and she couldn't help but look disappointed.

"It's only been a few days, do you think you are a bamboo?" Haitong pinched her nose funny and affectionately, then looked at Suzuyin and said, "If you are confident tomorrow, let's go eat first."

The image of the little boy lowering his head flashed through Suzune's mind. At this moment, she shook her head slightly and said, "Sorry, I made an appointment with Ogata to have dinner at his house tonight."

Haitong, who was rejected, was a little stunned and immediately said: "This puts me at ease. It seems that tomorrow's competition will not be a big problem, so I will go to the gym tonight to challenge you and explore the way for you."

"Haitong" Xiaolan didn't quite understand what was wrong with Lingyin. She had been very serious about teaching the little boy before, but after her childhood sweetheart called, all her thoughts immediately ran away.

"Xiaolan, go and accompany Suzune. The competition is tomorrow. I think you should seize the last moment tonight and review the past few days' practice with Ogata." Haitong said with a smile on his face and waved his hand. Get to the car.

The black-haired boy left just as quickly as he came.

Xiaolan waited until the gray car almost disappeared from sight before she looked back.

Not far away, a little boy was secretly hiding behind a garden grass ball. Looking at the two elder sisters who stayed behind, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve.

Eight o'clock in the evening, in the car.

"Kumi"

Baby Bear stood in the passenger seat, stretched out his hand to rest on the trim, and looked at the ever-changing road scenery in front of him. His little black eyes rolled around. Whenever he saw an advertising picture that seemed to be delicious, such as the one he just passed by. The pictures of various cakes posted on the window display at the door of the cake shop will make you scream with joy.

"Baby Bear, it's hard to imagine that one day you will grow up, become independent, have your own life, and drift away."

Haitong smiled, and while waiting for the red light, he rubbed his little furry head, attracting puzzled looks.

I took a look at the navigation map and saw that we were not far from our destination.

He calmed down and told himself that people must keep moving forward, be optimistic and positive, and believe that there is always poetry and distance ahead.

Golden Salt Gym, level two star.

Each gym has an instructor, who is directly assigned by the Jiuzhou Alliance. Although he works in the gym, he and the gym owner are just colleagues, not superiors and subordinates.

The instructor of the Jinyan Gym is a middle-aged wealthy aunt. She was in a good mood when she saw that the person who came to challenge was a handsome black-haired boy who came to challenge. She said, "Have you ever had any experience in challenging a gym before?"

"I only challenged him once. It was a one-star gym called Xiaobo Gym. I won." Haitong answered honestly.

Auntie Instructor thought about it for a while, but had no impression. She thought it might be a gym in some small place. After all, it was a one-star gym, so she kindly reminded: "Our gym does not have any attributes that it is good at. Also, have you checked the opening time? "

Of course Haitong would not miss it and said: "Well, I just saw that the qualification challenge can be held from [-] a.m. to [-] p.m., but the museum owner is only free during the day and afternoon."

Instructor Auntie nodded and said: "There are still ten minutes left and there are no other challengers. I will take you to challenge the gym disciples here right away."

The next step is to go through the process and challenge two disciples before you can be qualified to challenge the gym leader.

Unlike gym leaders who have the power to do whatever they want, most gym disciples have a hard life. According to the regulations of various gyms, gyms must be open for at least 8 hours a day, and there must be at least two gym disciples waiting for challengers.

The Golden Salt Gym accepts challenges from trainers from nine in the morning to nine in the evening, and is quite dedicated.

After a while, from the main hall at the entrance, we arrived at the gym lobby. In the center was a battle field full of sand.

For indoor battle arenas, sand is easier to maintain, and Jinyan Town is a coastal town, so sea sand is easy to obtain. If you often accept challenges from trainers, the cost of repairing the sand and gravel arena will save a lot compared to the concrete arena.

Thoughts related to money passed through Haitong's mind, and the first gym disciple was already standing in the trainer area opposite.

The aunt also serves as the referee, waiting for both sides to take their respective positions and get ready.

Each gym must have an instructor assigned by the alliance, but not necessarily a professional referee. The alliance will only ask the referee union to dispatch a professional with a "referee certificate" in the two standard gyms, municipal and three-star gyms. Certified professional referees are permanently stationed and record every battle to prevent "scoring".