The world's elves decide to be you

The seriously injured and dying Pikachu lay motionless on the ground. Beichen took out the healing medicine from his backpack and applied it on it. "How could such a good elf let it die!" He muttered, but what he was thinking in his heart was Another thing, "If you take it back and give it to your employer, you should be able to get rich rewards!"

Throwing an ordinary red and white Poke Ball easily subdued the unconscious Pikachu. Beichen put it in his backpack with satisfaction and walked back on the road as a winner.

"You have done a great job this time, Jigglypuff. I will prepare an energy mixture for you when I go back as a reward!"

"Polipoli!" Jigglypuff waved his little arms and happily hugged Beichen's arm, obviously very satisfied with this reward.

Because his heart is like a sword, Beichen's footsteps were much faster than when he came. He rushed back to the Elf Guild near noon and reported on the mission.

Beichen first handed over the stolen Zhucao, and then only had to deal with Pikachu in the Poké Ball.

"According to the client marked on the task list, the employer lives in a luxurious manor near the suburbs." Beichen looked at the iron door that opened automatically with a clang, nodded and confirmed, "This is it!"

"My master has received a notice from the Elf Guild. You will be the young trainer who has completed the mission. Please come in!" The middle-aged housekeeper led Beichen into a car, passed by a huge central garden, and headed towards the distance. Glimpses of medieval architecture can be seen as you drive past.

"It's really like an old castle!" Beichen was envious from the bottom of his heart. The employer's family was really rich, and such a manor was not something that ordinary people could own.

"You are not the first person to comment like this," the middle-aged butler smiled politely, "This manor covers an area of ​​four to five kilometers around. All buildings are based on white, and the architectural type also refers to the medieval Gothic style. , spire, high door hall.”

Beichen followed the middle-aged butler into the main hall of the old castle. At this time, the owner of the manor was waiting on the sofa, with gold-rimmed eyes hanging on the bridge of his straight nose, a bronze pocket watch on his chest, and a tight tie. He looks like a serious person.

"Hello, respected young trainer, welcome to my manor."

This seemingly old-fashioned middle-aged man looked friendly, and personally made a cup of tea for Beichen, and then brought the topic to Pikachu, "I heard that you found the trace of Pikachu? I am willing to provide you with horse iron coins that will satisfy you. , I hope you can take me to the place where Pikachu hangs out. If I can tame one, I still have..."

"Wait a minute!" Beichen waved his hand to interrupt the other party, opened his backpack and took out the Poké Ball and said, "This is the Pikachu you want, I have already conquered it for you!"

"This……"

The expected surprise reaction from the other party did not appear. Beichen looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were wrong. Especially the annoyed expression of the owner of the manor made him feel something was wrong. "Well, what's wrong with me conquering Pikachu?" ?”

"Very good. It's great that you can harvest an excellent elf. Congratulations!" the middle-aged man said weakly.

"Congratulations... to me!" Beichen was stunned, with an ugly expression on his face, "What do you mean, don't you want Pikachu? I caught it for you and you're still not happy!"

"Haha! Young man, you look like you are just starting out. You don't even understand the Elf Convention promulgated by the alliance, right? Article 135 of the Elf Regulations: Elf trading is prohibited. Violators will be treated as first-degree crimes and imprisoned for life!"

click...

There seemed to be something broken in the air, it was Beichen Wangcai's little sweetheart.

"Can't I secretly give you the elf?"

"It's ridiculous. Every elf ball sold will automatically scan the owner's identity information. Your information has already been registered with the alliance. The same goes for this elf. Let's put it this way, it already belongs to you!" Middle-aged population Everyone can hear his anger, but Beichen feels that he has been wronged. He really doesn't want to take away the love of others, and after all, the starting point of this matter is for the other party!

"Oh, I can't sell it, so I have to release it. This way I'll have one less mouth to eat!" Beichen had already made up his mind to go back to the suburbs and release Pikachu back into nature.

After bidding farewell to his employer, Beichen first went to the Elf Medical Center. He couldn't afford to delay Pikachu's injury. If he killed him, he would have a huge responsibility. According to the requirements of the Raushi Elf Convention, he might have to be locked in an iron fence to sing. conquer.

"Another unnecessary amount of money was spent." Beichen paid the money and left. According to the elf nurse, he had to wait until 6pm to pick up the elf who had finished his treatment.

"Let's go back and have a rest first. I haven't had a good rest this night. I'm so sleepy!" The night in the forest always makes people miss it, but the bed at home is still comfortable.

As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, it was time to go to the medical center to receive Pikachu.

When Beichen held the slightly warm Poke Ball, a familiar feeling came to his heart, "What's wrong with me?"

It couldn't tell whether it was nostalgia or joy, but that feeling made him feel close, "Are you confused? Never mind, Pikachu, I will send you back to your forest right now."

People don't have to wait overnight for revenge, so Beichen's release of the elves naturally followed this principle.

It was difficult to walk at night, but it was easy for Beichen who had experienced it for the first time. However, as the sky became darker and darker, creepy and strange sounds came from the silent forest, "This is a wild beast." Are you going to start hunting?”

Whether it was a wild elf or a beast, Beichen was unwilling to face it. He immediately stopped and opened Pikachu's elf ball with some hesitation, "You are free, you stinky rat!"

"Pikapie?"

Beichen said dissatisfied: "Why are you dazed? I said you are free! Let's go, go!"

"Pikapie!"

A bolt of lightning hit Beichen at a high speed, causing him to be burnt all over and his mouth was trembling, "Damn...stinky rat!"

"Pikachu!"

……

The next day, Beichen was lying on a hospital bed, covered with bandages. There were two elves sitting on his left and right sides, namely Jigglypuff and Pikachu.

"Pikapi, Pikapi!"

"What, you mean to follow me? Who made me defeat you!" Beichen wailed, "I regret it, okay? Give me a chance!"

"Polipoli!" Jigglypuff shrugged and made a helpless gesture towards Pikachu, which seemed to say: He is just like that, sick!

"Pikachu!" Pikachu smiled darkly, and used another lightning attack on Beichen, who was in a panic.

"Grass (a kind of plant)!" Beichen fell down again with black smoke coming from his mouth.

"Doctor, doctor, come quickly, the wounded here need rescue!" The nurse's anxious call echoed throughout the medical room.