The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 310 A powerful opponent

On the highest floor of the star-rated hotel, the quilt cover embroidered with ornate patterns is spread on the bed, it is flat without any wrinkle, and the retro vase is placed on the head of the bed. The precious flowers inserted in it are comparable to Dior's ten-day living expenses.

Bell sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, shaking the rose-red wine in his hand, and after seeing some changes in the color of the liquid, he sniffed it lightly.

Dio was sitting on another sofa next to him, constantly fiddling with the elf illustrated book in his hand.

I have registered at the elf center just now, and all five elves have been reported. Now I just need to wait on this island until the game starts in ten days.

"Uncle Bell, can you tell me who the opponent I need to defeat is now?"

Seeing that Bell kept silent after calling him over, Dio couldn't help but ask.

He also takes the cubs to training.

"I have asked someone to send the information to your computer. As long as you defeat him, the bet will be fulfilled immediately."

Taking a sip of the wine in his glass, Bell spoke unhurriedly.

He likes to gamble, but he doesn't have much hope for this bet.

This was only after he got the trainer's information. He didn't know how strong the trainer sent by the other party was.

If everything is based on the records in the data, the opponent's strength is definitely not comparable to that of a trainer like Dior who has just been traveling for a year.

In the 6V6 battle, Bell felt that Dior would be dealt with by the opponent if he couldn't last 5 minutes.

No, it should be said that no player can last 5 minutes in front of this person.

"It doesn't matter if you can't win, anyway, you just need to fight him."

Bell lay on the sofa enjoying the high-end red wine that was difficult to touch in his daily work.

"I've been here, do you think I'll go back?"

Money is not important, the main thing is to find an opponent who can be evenly matched with him.

Taking out the tablet from the backpack next to him, Dio found the message from Bell.

Click to open the file, and a series of photos and text descriptions appear in Dio's sight.

After a cursory glance, he silently closed the file on the tablet and opened the food video.

"Sorry, let's forget about this competition, I think it's a good choice to spend more than ten days on vacation here."

"Come on, Dio, you've never let me down before."

This was the first time Bell saw Dio flinch.

After pausing the video, Dio opened the file sent by Bell, held it in front of the goblet in Bell's hand, and almost pressed the tablet computer on Bell's face.

"Do you think my elf can defeat this kind of guy!"

On the glowing screen, a shadowy man in a burgundy coat had a dead fish face, as if he was someone who was upset about taking a picture of himself.

The man's appearance is ordinary, but the plain curly hair is not something that ordinary people can have. According to Dior's knowledge, this is the hair color inherited from a small nobleman in Qiguo.

The man is very ordinary, but the elf behind him can indeed be regarded as a rare and powerful clan in the whole Sinnoh.

The Nightmare God half hidden in the shadows——

Darkrai!

"I think it's impossible to defeat this elf even if the old man comes. Maybe Sirona's biting land shark and him are stronger."

In Dio's scattered memories, Darkrai possessed the strength to keep a small town safe in the aftermath of the battle between Dialga and Palkia, which was at least a championship-level strength.

If you consider Dakley's weird power, it's not a problem to make Sirona a string of six.

"It would be great if it was really the strongest of that race."

"This Darkrai can only be regarded as the weakest group in his group. This time, he came to participate in the competition because there are several important things that require the strength of this Darkrai. Once the matter is over will return to the clan."

"The weakest is not what I can beat, right?"

This kind of phantom beast that is biased towards combat, no matter how weak it is, it is beyond what I can face at present, at least it has the combat power of the quasi-king level.

However, Darkley at the Lily of the Valley conference sounds a bit familiar...

"Going to try it out?"

The more Dio objected, the more Bell wanted to see Dio fight this man.

What he asked Dior to do has not failed once.

"No, I plan to spend these ten days in the hotel, and I can't win anyway."

Since there is no hope of defeating this person, then Dior has no motivation to participate in the competition. It should be ten o'clock lying down on the soft big bed every day, right?
"If you win this competition, then I will persuade Tetsuya not to send you to the Fengyuan area in the next few years."

"Hmph, if I want to run away, it's impossible for Dad to catch me."

The corner of Dior's mouth raised slightly, Bell's conditions were not very attractive to him.

"But I heard that after this conference, Zheye will ask Uncle Sparrowhawk to come here to arrest you."

"what?"

Dio's hands began to tremble, and things that he had been confident in before became a little helpless.

Sparrowhawk is Tetsuya's teacher, and Kanaz City, where he is located, is Tetsuya's hometown.

This is a rather rigid old man who, if he does something wrong, will start to lecture the child, no matter how old the child is.

Due to the reasons of the world, Dio usually can't make any mistakes, but he has seen many times that Tetsuya has been trained to have no temper at all.

Whether it's not being comprehensive in terms of the elf's diet, or missing details during the battle, everything will be magnified and then severely criticized.

But if it's something other than elves, he doesn't go into so much detail.

He believes that since he has chosen the path of a professional trainer, he must be worthy of his elf, the profession of a trainer, and the bond with the elf.

If you can't even pay attention to the things of elves, then don't be a trainer.

If Dior is at the current level of commanding, he will definitely be pressed on a chair to study commanding for three years and five years of training when he gets there.

"This is a matter between you father and son, and it's not easy for me to join in, unless you have the conditions to make my heart beat."

"As long as you defeat this person, then I will go back and persuade Tetsuya to let you play for a few more years."

"How? Have you figured it out?"

After gulping down the red wine in the goblet, Bell narrowed his eyes comfortably, like a cunning old fox.

"But... Damn..."

Seeing that Dior was still hesitant, Bell planned to add another fire.

"The card that is not monitored by me will also be photographed."

"agree!"

(End of this chapter)