The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 980 980. Lessons Learned
All ship owners who go out to sea by water have a deep awe of Qi Dao.

This kind of awe is not unfounded, because since Qi Dao has belonged, the waters near Qi Dao have been calm.

In the past, wild elves would attack ships inexplicably, but I have never heard of it in the past two years.

They also saw a large number of water elves gathered near the island, as if to start a rally.

In the mist, I heard the misty, clear singing.

Ships in danger will be guided to the coast of Binhai City by mysterious forces.

In their view, the island is protected by a very powerful water elf, which can make all the overlord elves in this water area obey his orders and manage the water area in an orderly manner.

The wall of fog surrounding the island is 100% created by this water-type elf, and no one wants to touch his bad luck.

Having said that, it is actually very clear, but the reporters did not listen to persuasion.

Some people disdain the alarmist talk of the boatmen, and directly take out the money and start adding money.

Ron had the honor of being a notary to several boat owners.

"The words just now were recorded, right?"

The ship was frozen on the sea surface, and four or five holes appeared in the hull in an instant, and the sea water penetrated wildly.

"The life and death of those who go in is uncertain. As the high-level officials of the Sinnoh Alliance, you just look at it like this. Hurry up and tell the people on the island to save people."

Ron said: "Isn't it that Galar's people want to take things out of context and continue to expand things?"

"You have the right to interview, and Qi Dao also has the right to refuse interviews."

That was not done by an elf, but a human being. They all saw a woman watching them coldly not far away.

Ron looked at the group of reporters who were thinking about how to make an explosive news all day long, and spoke quietly.

He had a strong premonition that something might happen this time.

Having never been able to get close to the island, they began to panic. They were worried that they would not even be able to leave the wall of fog.

Immediately afterwards, the first ship had an accident.

Ron chuckled, looking contemptuously at the speaker.

The second, the third boat suffered exactly the same, the people on the shore frantically surrounded Ron, asking him to give an explanation.

"It has nothing to do with the region, everyone here is here to know the truth of the matter."

"I remember you, you seem to be a reporter from the Galar region, right?"

Ron didn't think that Luther was so disrespectful, and the people on the island wouldn't have trouble with these reporters.

This strange encounter made all the reporters shudder, and many of them had retreated. However, some still believed that they could reach the island directly by relying on professional navigation equipment.

Your biting land shark can use dragon claws, and Sirona's biting land shark can also use it, but can this be a level of dragon claw?
Sure enough, the reporters who entered the fog were like headless chickens. No matter how they drove forward, there was still a gray fog lying in front of them, as if the sky had not yet dawned.

Going left or right, you can't escape the fog wall, but you can strangely meet other people who entered the fog wall at the same time.

What a powerful water elf, isn't that still an elf?My own elves can also create fog, so there's nothing to be surprised about.

And the fog doesn't affect my driving, I just walked forward, no matter what I could break through the fog and see Qidao.

With an indifferent attitude, Ron cleared his throat and said loudly.

"Sinnoh is not made of mud. You guys made a Misaki and dragged Sirona into the water. I don't need to say what you intend to do."

Sure enough, the reporters who were full of sea water relied on their elves to return to the shore with difficulty. They didn't care that their equipment sank in the sea with lingering fear. They kept shaking and explained the horrible scene they saw.

"Qi Island hurts people, traps innocent people, you must give an explanation."

There was a gap in the fog wall, and the elves under the water lined up on both sides, quietly watching the reporters pass through it, and each elf's gaze revealed a look of pity.

Ron didn't know what elf was that created this barrier for the island, but years of experience told him that this was definitely not something ordinary elves could do.

"It's okay, if it's recorded, it will be recorded, as long as other regions are also recording."

Unbelievers broke in again, and the result was the same as before.

The good ones don't work, the bad ones, the three boats that went this time lost their voices one after another.

At that time, they had already seen the outline of the island, and planned to jump off the boat and rely on the elves to go to the island, but a warning sounded in their minds, and when they fell into the sea, they saw their boat soaring into the air and being torn in two in mid-air.

The reporter who went out to sea by the boat seemed a little annoyed by the boatman's pursuit of compensation, and directly vented his anger on Ron.

I was too frightened at the time, and I didn't realize it all the time. I only thought that someone else had sent their elves to help me, but now I realized that was not the case at all.

After rounds of price rounds, someone in the boat family was finally shaken. He was willing to take the reporters to take a risk, but he also asked the reporters to pay full compensation if any losses were caused.

One piece fell into the seawater, and the other piece came lightly in front of them, twisted little by little, and finally became a twisted ball, falling into the seawater.

The corners of Ron's mouth curled up, and under his gaze, the reporter from Galar began to look unnatural.

Some of them did not have water spirits, but after falling into the water and struggling for a while, they were dragged by something.

The communication was interrupted and cut off almost immediately, and after a brief recovery, there was no answer from the reporter, only the toothache, like the sound of steel being twisted and broken.

Some people brought their own water sprites, asked their companions to waterproof the equipment, and went through the fog wall together.

"Don't we even have the right to interview?"

Watching several boats heading towards the fog wall, Ron hesitated to speak.

There were not a few people who had this kind of thought. Ron, who had just arrived at the time, sat on the bank and watched the waterlines heading towards the fog wall, without any intention of dissuading him.

"Qi Dao has given you a lot of face, and specially sent elves to send you back, just to let you suffer and improve your memory."

Unlike before, the ships that had been in communication all the time let the reporters waiting on the shore hear the creepy news.

This group of reporters didn't even think about it, what kind of fog created by the elves could envelop the entire island like an enclosure.

She just waved her hand lightly, and they were instantly swept away by the sea and retreated outside the fog wall.

After hearing what happened to them, the reporters on the shore suddenly found that the elf who sent them back just now had disappeared, and they were still in shock, only now recalling another episode.

However, after moving backwards in a panic, they found that they had escaped from the wall of fog and were floating on the surface of the sea.

"I have a question I want to pass on through fellow reporters."

"We have a Misaki from Sinnoh, I don't know if your family will also have a Misaki in the hands of the Galar region."

"Sinnoh's lessons learned from the past, you teachers of the future."

"That's all. If you want to break into the island, feel free, but before that, don't forget to compensate our boatman in Binhai City for the broken boat. There is no credit here. If you have no money, just stay and be a guest!"

　Tomorrow will be added more, if the condition is good, there should be a little more
　　
　
(End of this chapter)