Elf: I'm really a civilian trainer

No, Jiraqi didn't know at all. Jiraqi, the King of Lords, shook his head.

"Impossible, you must have come with the King of Harvest, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wake up. Impossible. The man said and covered his head, showing a painful expression.

A silver ray of light fell in time, Jiraqi put his hands together and used [Prayer] on the man again. "Are you feeling better?" Jiraqi gently touched the man's head and said: "Don't worry, great detective." Although Jirachi doesn’t know about the Lord of Plenty, if you really want to find it, Jirachi can use his excellent detective skills to help you!”

As he spoke, Jirachi took out his magnifying glass and waved it in front of the man's eyes. "By the way, I still don't know what the King of Plenty looks like. Do you know the name of the King of Plenty? He has the same golden color as King Arthur." Hair, does he still have a beard? Or is he, like Mark, beardless?"

Laika's mouth was half open, and she couldn't follow Jirachi's thoughts for a long time. Laika shook her head and said: "No, the King of Abundance is not a human, it is an elf with mysterious and powerful power, my ancestor. Having been helped by it, the woman's expression showed some vigilance: "Have the cremated corpse been observed by the woman for too long? This big star-shaped head slowly retreated into the tent, and there was not a single one who came to the tent with him." A big guy without V-shaped ears.

"By the way, Mark hasn't caught the ghost horse yet, so you have to leave. Mark said that you might have disturbed his awakening. His future should be awakened by King Lei Guan. He must continue to wait for Lei Guan. If it’s the crown prince, you guys will continue to freeze him outside. Should he continue to wait for the crown prince?”

"Have you left?"

"what?"

"How many years have passed since then?"

Jirachi said and pressed the woman's forehead, showing a surprised look beforehand, "Mark said it was gradually accumulated in the past few hundred years. Those humans were eroded by the ghost energy and became conscious, frightened, and eventually died there. Outside, by the way, the land of plenty!!”

Feeling depressed, the guy thought about the woman and sighed heavily: "This is because he knows the power of the King of Plenty, and he definitely doesn't have the help of the King of Plenty, so it's certain..."

Jirachi showed an excited look, picked up his pipe and said with confidence: "Jiraqi knows! Mark said that it is very unlikely that there is a chaotic space hidden in the distance, and the ghost horse is outside. , so there is only one truth. The fertile country he just mentioned is the chaotic space where Gaoju Lingyouma is located!

Laika searched everywhere for a while and saw the big guy. "Well, there are not many corpses out there, hundreds of them. Mark said that since we encountered them, it would be better to burn us all and lay them to rest."

Not long after, the woman suddenly heard some voices faintly heard in the wind and snow. The environment in the village and the snowfield was getting better and better, with less and less ice and snow. My ancestors left the snowfield and the woman picked up her own again. Poke ball.

I once again came to the entrance of the tent and looked in. Kira prayed: "He actually placed his hope on an elf. Do you know that all elves are reliable?"

During the process of settling in the snowfield, my ancestors were rescued by the King of Plenty, and finally established a village in Ponda, the Kingdom of Plenty.

The little detective Jirachi's eyes widened and he asked with confusion: "He actually knows where the ghost horse is? When Jirachi asked him just now, why did he answer?

This silver film is still inside the tent, resisting the heat, wind and snow inside the tent.

The little detective Jirachi said with a depressed look: "What a pity. The bad thing is that Gaojiu found the clues and didn't tell Mark yet. Mark hadn't discovered the Ghost Horse yet. He was talking about the chaotic space of this fertile country. Mark was found too.”

"The difference is small, right? Mark said that the word master is very suitable to describe the relationship between humans and elves. It is more appropriate to call them owners and guardians. Countries such as the Kingdom of Shia and the Roma Federation especially call them that. Laqi thinks it’s not possible yet.

One is a giant eight meters tall, and the other is an unusually small human. Next to this human, you can vaguely see a white figure that looks like a horse. "Mark, I am an elf, a human... By the way, he can't tell you." What does this King of Plenty look like?"

"You mean, the Lord of Plenty is an elf?"

The woman got up and came to the entrance of the tent. She saw a few blurry shadows walking in the wind and snow. The woman nodded heavily: "Lingyou Horse and Snowstorm Horse are the mounts of the King of Harvest. Although the King of Harvest has left, Lingyou The tribes of horses and snowstorm horses have not left, they are still in the land of plenty.”

"He should just think with his head, and Jirachi should read his thoughts!

If you want to be more reliable, it’s Mark. "

Jirachi also felt that the King of Plenty he was talking about was reliable.

The woman looked apologetic and said: "Sorry...

Jirachi shook his head continuously: "Yes, yes, the elves are reliable. Although I want to deny it, in fact, Jirachi is not reliable at all. Victini is also reliable, and so are the Green Caterpillar and the Big Lightning Bird. How reliable they all are.

In the woman's sight, as I told the story, the expression of the big guy with a star-shaped head gradually became weird, "Mark? What kind of elf am I?"

If it continues like this, my family will surely perish.

Then, the King of Plenty suddenly disappeared and seemed to have left. The entrance to the Kingdom of Plenty also seemed to be closed.

After looking at the weathered Poké Ball for a while, he lay down under the tent's mat and stared at the electric light at the top of the tent in a daze.

When the woman came to her senses, the big star-shaped guy in the tent disappeared.

"This……

"What is the King of Fertility? Is that the Crown King? Mark said that King Crown cannot ride a white horse, nor can he ride a white horse. A white horse is not a chateau horse."

The woman looked at the big guy with a happy expression and asked doubtfully: "He just said that Mark is a human being and am I his master?"

Although we left the snowfield, my family has never forgotten the King of Plenty.

When I was desperate, I suddenly remembered the legend I heard from my father when I was young, so I wanted to look for the hundreds of corpses of the legendary King of Plenty, Jirachi, who blinked his eyes?

Is he looking for Mark?I went to cremate the body and came back after a while. "

The woman nodded, recalling the portrait left by her ancestors and describing it.

In order to avoid the disaster, his ancestors fled to the deserted snowfield. The man looked at the little guy who had rescued him, and did not hide it anymore. He told his past experience. Jirachi was about to speak when he suddenly heard a strange buzzing sound. The woman With his mouth half open, he came to his senses for a moment. A day after arriving, my family was attacked. Less than half of the clan members were killed or injured in the attack. Those clan members who were lucky enough to survive were also continued to be hunted down.