Lugia, my name of the elf

"This is the will of the God of Storms. I hope the eight of you can cultivate these eight Slowpoke beasts well."

Pink light emitted from the three pupils of the symbolic bird, and Lugia was still conveying his orders through the mouth of the storm spokesman.

"The storm is blowing, let's keep this in mind." Boselin still looked respectful and agreed immediately, not daring to be any slower.

However, this time, Lugia did not address everyone, but only preached to the eight people in front of the symbolic bird body;

This is a mission for eight people, but there is no need to let others know;

So that these people of the storm will not have any unnecessary guesses.

But even though the level of faith has not been reduced, doubts arose in Boselin's heart:

"Slowpoke, what is that thing and where is it? How do you need to cultivate it?"

Poseline is the high priest and the specific executor of the oracle. She must understand the will of the storm in order to fulfill God's orders.

But the seven girls behind her still looked carefree and innocent;

The girls had no idea that this time the task required their participation in order to be completed.

The next moment, the symbolic bird's body emitted an even more dazzling magical light, and eight Slowpoke babies slowly flew out from behind;

It turned out that eight Slowpoke babies were lying quietly behind it;

Therefore, people failed to discover these little guys at first;

The Slowpoke babies seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

"This is your mission, to cultivate and grow the Slowpoke that was given to you." Lugia continued through the mouth of the symbolic bird.

"This?! This is Slowpoke!" Poselin looked shocked, looking at the Slowpoke floating in front of her, and exclaimed.

But as a dignified high priest, Bosaline stared at the unknown creature in front of her, but she looked confused and even more at a loss.

According to her knowledge and knowledge, the sleeping creature in front of her, the Slowpoke known as "Elf", should undoubtedly be some kind of sea monster.

The Storm God actually let her, and it was really seven other girls, cultivate the sea monster, this is simply crazy!

And, is it too risky?

Boselin didn't question the Storm God's thoughts, she was just confused and worried.

Poseline herself is fine, she is an adult after all, but if such an important task is entrusted to seven ignorant girls, is this arrangement too rough and strict?

What if these elves named Slowpoke hurt seven girls?

What if the seven girls are ignorant or impatient, and in turn harm Slowpoke, or even raise it to death?

If the mission fails and the gods are to blame, can the seven girls bear the punishment from the gods? !

Poseline found it difficult to imagine, and even found it a bit difficult;

Will seven girls who can't even take care of themselves have the ability to cultivate this unknown Slowpoke called "Elf"?

Is it more appropriate and safer to hand over all eight Slowpoke to her and let her cultivate them together with the adults in the tribe?

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"Storm above, please forgive Boselin for her ignorance and short-sightedness. Your divine will is a bit profound..." Boselin did not dare to speak directly, so she could only ask herself quietly in her heart.

While Boselin was thinking about it, the Slowpoke floating in front of her had slowly woken up under the influence of the symbolic bird's "mind power".

After this baby Slowpoke came to a strange environment and saw unfamiliar faces, its expression gradually changed from the original cute and honest expression to one of fear and worry at a very slow speed;

The little guy's eyes began to move downward, obviously becoming restless.

The baby Slowpoke in front of Boselin even curled up its limbs and even its tail into a ball. This behavior was enough to indirectly prove its anxiety and fear.

"It actually has feelings. Oh my, what can I do?" Bosaline looked at the symbolic bird helplessly, not knowing what to do.

The gods commanded the eight of them to cultivate Slowpoke;

But exactly how to proceed, Boselin was at a loss. It could almost be said that her eyes were blank and she didn't know anything.

But just when Poseline, as an adult and the high priest of the Storm Tribe, didn’t know what to do or how to act;

She never expected that the seven girls behind her would teach her a vivid lesson;

When it comes to unknown things, children are the best teachers.

"Wow! What is this? It's so cute!"

"It's alive, it's alive! It's not a toy, hahaha!"

"You touch and see, this little guy is chubby and covered in flesh!"

"Don't just touch me, hug me too. It's warm and chubby. It feels so good!"

"Haha, it's smiling at me. It must like me. Hehe, you must like me, right? I like you too!"

"Is this the friend given to me by the God of Storms? The God of Storms is so kind. I haven't had anyone to accompany me since I was a child. Woohoo, I'm so touched."

"What's your name, Slowpoke? Let's be good friends, hehe!"

The seven girls, without too much hesitation or unnecessary worries, saw the Slowpoke babies floating in front of them, and took them into their arms one by one, touching them with their little hands, with expressions of endless love on their faces. .

They were hesitant at first like Poseline, but after one of the bold girls held her in her arms, the other girls saw this and followed suit;

The girls saw that what was in front of them was not a dead thing but a living thing, with the ultimate touch and cute and honest appearance;

The Slowpoke babies immediately captured the kind and loving hearts of these children.

The seven children, without any reluctance, without any grudge, and without any worries, perfectly accepted Slowpoke as an elf!

It was even said that the seven girls were very happy and did not think it was a task at all;

Seven girls, each with one hand. In the eyes of the girls, this shows that the great Storm God is indeed kind and fair, and does not favor any of them.

And giving such a cute and well-behaved elf is not a troublesome task for the seven girls;

It is simply a supreme gift from the gods. It’s too late to express gratitude. Who would feel the weight of responsibility on their shoulders?

Vilia held Slowpoke in her arms, thinking only of happy thoughts to share with her sister when she got home;

The girl looked happy. She believed that such a cute elf would definitely make her sister jealous!

Feifei and Angelina held Slowpoke, and they both held the little guy deeply in their arms;

They also lost their fathers, and both saw their fathers die with their own eyes;

Therefore, the two young and injured hearts melted into the cute eyes of Slowpoke, and received maximum comfort and peace.

Vivian, who lost her parents, felt this the most. She hugged Slowpoke tightly and refused to let go.

This lonely girl understands that she will need to be strong alone in the rest of her life;

But fortunately today, she can finally have a company of her own.

Lolita and Hela, the former is the son of a hero, and the latter is the queen of sinners, but their growth trajectories are also similar. Both of them had lonely childhoods;

Therefore, both girls had tears in their eyes, feeling extremely grateful and cherished for the friends given by God.

Similarly, as the youngest disciple of the former priest, Anthony also had a look of affection on his face.

It seems that this little beauty who has been pampered since childhood cannot resist Slowpoke's cuteness.

"This..." Poselin was stunned by the performance of the seven girls, then shook her head repeatedly and couldn't help laughing.

This time, it was Boselin who imitated the seven girls and took the Slowpoke in front of her into her arms, holding it carefully.

It turned out that the girls did not need her worry and help at all;

Maybe, the person with the worst performance in completing the mission this time would most likely be her, Boselin.