The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 1286 1286. Letter to the Prison for Class Reunion

It's not news that Onio wears women's clothing in Qidao, anyway, it's not uncommon for Carunai and the others to use him as a model.

It is impossible to refuse. When everyone looked at him with extremely expectant eyes, Onio would nod involuntarily...

This approach made the nonsense of this group of people that "one day Onio can refuse loudly, it will prove that he has transformed" with a hint of truth.

Anyway, as far as Luther is concerned, he encouraged Onio to say no.

Acerola continued bouncing and bouncing until Luther pressed her on the head, forcing her to calm down.

"The sun still rises from the east today, I've confirmed it."

"Tell me, why did you guys come here, and why did you change into new clothes?"

"You kept saying that the plaid skirt I bought last time was beautiful, but I never saw you wear it once."

Luther ignored the "light" released from Acerola's sparkling eyes, and continued.

"The dress I bought isn't good, but Huo Yan and the others can buy it?"

"Master, you don't want to be jealous of Sister Huoyan for every piece of clothing, do you?"

Luther pinched Acerola's face almost subconsciously.

"Master, Master, it hurts!"

"Do you know why I pinched you?"

"I know, I know, I didn't answer the question!"

Satisfied with Acerola's answer, Luther let go of his hand.

This child is really worrying, Sigana, Onio and Marie will answer the questions directly.

When it's Acerola's turn, she will throw out the reason why you said these words from time to time...

I really miss the time when Acerola first came to the island...

"actually…"

"Cough cough!"

The deliberate cough brought Luther and the others back to their senses.

The wild elves who watched the confrontation between him and Kasakura just now can be regarded as a double score for watching the show.

Talking to Acerola and the others, I completely forgot that there were so many people watching.

"Solve the problem first, and then continue talking with your friends."

Luther, who had already figured out a way, saw Acerola rubbing his cheeks, and suddenly made a plan.

Quickly repeating the incident in Acerola's ear, Acerola rolled her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"My idea of ​​solving the problem is very simple and violent. Is Master planning to take a look?"

Under Luther's signal, Acerola walked quickly towards Kasakura.

"You just said that as long as you beat the wild elves until they are afraid, the problem can be solved, so I want to ask you, what if another elf approaches after you leave?"

"Keep fighting!"

"Who will fight, you?" Acerola smiled disdainfully, "Each time you hire a trainer is an expense, not to mention, the wild elves who are beaten away will also be angry in addition to fear. The next time they encounter humans, they may vent on these innocent people."

"Who is responsible for this, is it you?"

The word "responsible" weighed heavily on Kasakura's heart, he wanted to refute, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

"It seems that you know very well that you can't stay here forever."

"Your approach only solved the temporary problem, and didn't take into account the longer-term ones. You were just playing the hero who saved the miners. You didn't think about these people's long-term dealings with the surrounding wild elves."

Faced with the doubts thrown by Acerola, Kasakura was speechless for a while, and he argued anxiously.

"I just wanted to help..."

"Help for what?" Acerola interrupted him, and continued to ask, "You said that my master's gentleness towards wild elves would hurt others, but you can't bear the corresponding responsibility yourself."

"You beat the wild elves to pat your ass and leave, leaving the locals to bear their wrath. Self-satisfaction is yours, but the suffering is the locals'..."

"With all due respect, a little shameless."

Hearing Acerola's words, the miner behind hurried forward to comfort Kasakura.

After all, Kasakura took the initiative to reduce the fee to help, and he is a kind and good boy in essence.

They also heard what they said just now, and quickly realized one thing.

The relationship between locals and elves can only be established by locals in the end, and the behavior of outsiders to suppress by force is unstable and will bury hidden dangers.

The owner of the Black Gold Gym, Mrs. Piao, came here to help with her friends. It was a bit slow, but she was indeed thinking about the future of this area.

Acerola's words made it clear that the lead miner on this floor paid the fee to Kasakura, and bowed in Luther's direction.

"We are just here to live, and we have no ill will towards them, and we hope they can understand."

The elves who were eating the fruit stopped at the same time.

After all, they couldn't let go of all the entanglements in their hearts. After saying these words, they saluted Luther and the wild elves again, and the miners left.

The wild elves looked at each other, looked at the fruit in their hands, and looked at the potholes made by themselves not far away. They wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it.

Kasakura, who was left in place, held the bounty in his hand and looked at Acerola who returned to Luther with a smile on his face.

Unlike Luther, Acerola was unreasonable, and all she said was for the miners, her employers.

She didn't believe that these miners would not live in the black gold market in the future, but as long as they engaged in mining work, they would have to deal with the surrounding elves sooner or later.

Some truths are very simple, but people who are dominated by emotions cannot perceive it when they are in the situation.

It is not difficult to choose a future where we may live in peace, or a future where swords are drawn and we are always on guard against sneak attacks.

Acerola, who is the same age, made Kasakura fall into deep contemplation. There is nothing clever about her approach.

Through chatting, she has already learned that Kasakura is a kind person, and a child of this age attaches great importance to the word "responsibility".

The kinder you are, the easier it is to feel scared, for fear that your wrong choice will lead to chaos here in the future.

No matter how he thought he couldn't bear the consequences of making a wrong choice, Kasakura shivered in fear.

"Look at you, you made Kasakura so nervous that you scratched your hair." Luther patted Acerola on the forehead.

"That's because he's stupid. He shouldn't just use force blindly for such things. Even Sirona is trying her best to communicate. Why does he think he's smarter than so many seniors?"

Acerola made no secret of her disdain for Kasakura.

"That's you. You have an unusually good brain among your peers. You can quickly see through the essence of things and draw your own conclusions."

"But for them, it's too difficult to think about these things. They think that their ideas are right, and it's common to implement them to the end."

Hearing Luther boasting about herself, Acerola was filled with pride. She put her hands on her hips and puffed up her chest.

"Master, can you tell me now, your method is...?"

Acerola couldn't wait for Luther's answer, because at this time he had already walked to Kasakura's side.

Luther put his arms around Kasakura's shoulder lightly, and spoke to him with a smile.

Kasakura's eyes, which had been a little downcast, regained their brilliance, and his whole face was filled with excitement.

From frowning, self-doubt, to clearing the clouds and seeing the fog, and smiling, it is just a few seconds.

Seeing that Kasakura took out his mobile phone and held his master's wrist, he waited timidly for a while until Darkley, Miaomiao and Xanadu entered the scene.

With a snap, a group photo was freshly released.

Acerola seemed to understand something, and then...she felt that she was being tricked by her master?

Kasakura didn't have the momentum of arguing passionately with Luther before, and he kept saying that he would think calmly and not act impulsively in the future.

Seeing Kasakura and Toad King staring at himself in the group photo and happily leaving, Luther sighed.

It can be regarded as a done thing.

"Master, you are deliberately implying that he has a kind heart, so that I can take advantage of this, and prepare me to be a villain and you to be a good person, right?"

"Oh, have you reacted?"

Luther didn't want to use his identity to oppress others. This would make Kasakura feel that his idea was correct, but his identity was not equal, and he was forced to approve another idea.

But after Acerola appeared, he had a new idea.

Acerola sings bad face, and he sings red face. He didn't use his status to overwhelm others, and encouraged Kasakura in the way of his predecessors, making Kasakura start to reflect on whether his actions were too hasty after being stimulated by Acerola.

Well, as expected of a useful apprentice.

Huoyan doesn't quite understand why people like Kasakura spend so much time trying to correct him, and he just thinks that the reckless approach of hitting and finishing will make a bunch of enemies sooner or later.

Huo Yan who thinks this way doesn't remember at all that she herself is a reckless person, and her impulsiveness in doing things is one of the best in Qi Dao.

Huoyan originally wanted to find Mira to agree with him, but the moment she saw Mira, she understood a little.

Mira looked at Luther in a daze, and after a long time, she murmured something to herself.

"It would be great if my former teacher could be like you."

Perhaps Luther really didn't have a systematic teaching method, so he couldn't be regarded as a truly qualified teacher.

But he treats any child who may go astray, and he can't help but want to meddle in his own business. This is a treasure that many children dream of but cannot obtain.

Mira is really jealous of Sigana and Acerola.

"Class reunion, Mira's?"

Hearing the reason for Acerola to change into new clothes, Luther's mind went blank for a few seconds.

"Where is Mila's classmate from? She's not..."

Luther spoke carelessly halfway, and his voice suddenly dropped.

He remembered.

"That's right, the classmates in the orphanage, those good classmates who have been with me for almost eight years."

Mira held up a small envelope, the address on it was not Qidao, but a prison of the Sinnoh Alliance on the sea.

"My classmates still miss me even now. They even wrote a special letter about the meeting and delivered it to the prison, which made me feel everyone's concern."

Luther didn't feel the joy that Mira showed after being cared for, and this depressive sadness and anger almost caused Mira's good expression management to get out of control.

Mira's lips were trembling uncontrollably, and it could be seen that she was trying not to say some extreme words.

Mira's childhood in the orphanage was the beginning when she hardly saw the sun.

Before meeting Luther and after meeting Luther, Mira lived two lives.

(End of this chapter)