elven searcher

With a trace of nervousness, Funakoshi came to the domed building and saw a middle-aged man arranging paperwork behind the counter. net

The domed building is located on a bustling street in Larus, next to the Larus Library. There is not a single person nearby.

There was a public notice board with the name of the association printed on the counter in front of him. Through observation, Funakoshi knew that this person was a staff member of the assessment reception desk recognized by the association.

"Hello, I'm here to sign up for the assessment."

"Sorry, kid, come back this time next year."

The staff did not raise their heads and were still immersed in organizing documents.

"Sir, I'm late. It's my fault. You haven't left yet. Register my name. This should be easy for you."

Funakoshi had carefully calculated every minute of his visit, but he was still late. The staff suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked at him with slightly exposed red eyes.

"You just said why should I help you? Yes, I have the power to increase your assessment, but you signed up at the wrong time. With such a tired mind, even if you become a prosecutor in the future , you will also miss the best mission period because of the delay. This is a disciplinary issue, and I’m sorry I can’t help you.”

"I came here by boat from a very far away place. I only have one chance and I don't want to give up."

The staff member frowned slightly: "Discipline issues are matters of principle. Please don't embarrass me. You can read the assessment regulations yourself."

Funakoshi read the assessment regulations printed on the wall carefully and found that the staff did not lie to him.

Funakoshi felt disappointed. After all, he had to wait for another year for the opportunity he had finally waited for.

Such a big change in one year is enough to shatter the original expectations.

There are many such people around the world. He carefully looked at the assessment regulations, trying to find loopholes.

It's a pity that I couldn't find it...

He returned to his chair and sat down, feeling increasingly depressed.

"Why are you so sad, young man. 35xs"

Funakoshi was struggling in his depressed mood, and with a flash of inspiration, a voice penetrated him.

"God?"

"Master God, am I a God? I'm just an ordinary person, just chatting with you, don't mind."

"Let's talk, tell me where you are first?"

There seemed to be no one where he was sitting. The bench Funakoshi was sitting on was the guest house of the lobby, and it was now empty.

If you can hear sounds even though you don't see anyone, you must be seeing a ghost.

"Oh, young man, you have really bad eyesight, and I'm here."

As he said this, a lean figure suddenly appeared on the chair behind Funakoshi, but he looked a little funny. His face was covered with a layer of newspaper, and his hands were scratching in the air. He lifted the newspaper hard. , "Wow, it's not easy, I can finally breathe."

Funakoshi was still thinking about what to do. He had thought of many ways to bribe the staff, but he had less than a thousand elf coins. To bribe the staff, this little money was obviously not enough.

Funako said impatiently: "What do you want to talk to me about."

"Let's talk about elves. This is just your thunder beast. It's really well cultivated."

The old man smiled and stroked Luo Lei Beast's forehead, and Luo Lei Beast let out a comfortable howl.

"Yes, this is my Thunder Beast. It is my partner and comrade-in-arms." Funakoshi saw the old man aiming at bringing the Thunder Beast, and all his prejudices fell away.

"Ah, comrade, buddy, this is the first time I've heard someone say this. Do you have a high level of ideological consciousness?"

"Fortunately, there is still a story between me and it"

So, Funakoshi told the old man how he met the thunder beast.

"Oh? Since you have experienced these things, I think he is more like a family member to you, right?" the old gentleman said.

"Well, it's more than just a family member. Like I told you, he is my comrade-in-arms and my partner."

"With such an idea, it shows that you will be an emotional trainer. No wonder your teacher said those words to you. Net"

Funakoshi was shocked when he heard this, and included the teacher in the story just now.

Oh, damn it, the teacher forbids him from talking about himself.

The old gentleman looked at Funakoshi's hammer-headed expression and suddenly smiled: "I also had a thunder beast, and my experience was similar to yours."

"Old sir, what happened to this thunder beast?" Funakoshi asked.

The old man's eyes suddenly showed a hint of darkness, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he lamented: "There is nothing to hide. It died to stick to me and its ideals, and it died for me."

"What a shame, I'm sorry"

"Nothing to be sorry about, young man."

The old gentleman waved and smiled in relief.

While the two were chatting heatedly, at this moment, the staff member who was originally packing the documents suddenly walked up to the old gentleman. He glanced at Funakoshi and was surprised: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I'll leave now."

Funakoshi nodded slightly, knowing that he was not so lucky.

Dreams are dreams after all, and he knows this. He is not the protagonist in a fantasy story, so there is no chance he can prove himself with just one sentence.

Reality is cruel after all.

"Wait a minute, Yamazaki, let me help him accommodate you. You can work overtime now to make him an admission ticket."

"Teacher? This is against the rules."

The staff member was startled. He glanced at Funakoshi and then at the old man's eyes. He held his forehead at the same time to make sure he heard correctly.

"Rules are set by people. Just move them." The old gentleman laughed.

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"Is this good?" Funakoshi said.

"It was your experience with it that gave me ideas. After listening to your story, I have hope for my future life. I have a small request." The old man smiled mysteriously at him.

Funakoshi saw his expression and immediately became anxious: "What? What do you want me to do? I won't sell it to you."

"Why are you so rude? Teacher Kai will want your Thunder Beast." The staff member from Yamazaki suddenly yelled.

Mr. Kai suddenly waved his hand and pushed Yamazaki to do something. When he left, Mr. Kai smiled and said, "Hahaha, it would be best if you are willing to sell it to me, but I know you won't sell it." Isn’t that right?”

"Yes." After hearing this, Funue nodded slightly.

"Then let me ask you, how much do you know about the career of a prosecutor."

"I don't know much, but I know that the investigators are the best trainers in the world. They eradicate evil and are a group of trustworthy trainers of justice."

"No, actually you don't understand investigators." Upon hearing this, Kai shook his head slightly, "But what you said is true. Basically, our investigators always present themselves in this image, but there are exceptions. You know I Why are you given this opportunity?"

"I don't know." Funakoshi shook his head.

"It's your sincerity and your determination." Mr. Kai said.

"Actually, you are saying that I look like you, right?" Funakoshi said sincerely.

"Ah, you are listening to me, hahaha, that's right, interesting young man, then I will be even more convinced of my choice."

Kai has always shown himself to be optimistic and laughing, but Funakoshi felt a hint of sadness in his smile. The feeling was very obvious. What kind of life would he have to go through to show such a fake smile? Painful?

"In short, if you want to become an investigator, you need to improve your practice a lot. Your knowledge cannot just stay at the current stage. There is also this thunder beast. Its psychology is very frizzy, which will affect its true strength. ." Kai said and stroked the Thunder Beast again.

"My thunder beast is mentally ill, old man, why do you say that." Looking at Kai, Funakoshi said, his partner has psychological problems, but he doesn't know it, the scene is very embarrassing.

"This is a secret, and you have to solve it yourself. If I tell you the answer, you won't find and solve the problem yourself. You are still young, so leave this problem to yourself."

With that said, at this moment, the staff stood behind Mr. Kai again.

"I will do this. Next time we meet, I will let you see a different me."

"I'm looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to it, hahaha."

Mr. Kai laughed heartily within a few words.

"Thank you, then I'll go find the answer."

Through communication with Mr. Kai, Funakoshi seemed to have found a new goal. He stood up and tried to run out of the door.

"Oh, I'm so impatient."

"Young man, take it and leave."

Mr. Kai stopped Funakoshi and walked towards the door.

"Ah, I didn't prepare for it. I missed the opportunity this time. I still have next year."

"Next year is a deal breaker. There are so many variables next year. If you can guarantee that you can still come back here, settle the matter this year. Bring your admission certificate and take the prosecutor's assessment tomorrow. This is what you have to do now."

Mr. Kai said as he stuffed the admission ticket into Funakoshi's palm.

"Thank you, I can do it. Thank you Teacher Kai for your advice."

Funakoshi immediately bowed respectfully to compose.

"You called me teacher so quickly. Okay, you can go to the assessment village to stay for one night, prepare for the assessment, and of course, you must also pay attention to rest."

"Yeah I will."

"Let's go"

Yamazaki on the side looked at the retreating figure in confusion, turned back to look at his teacher, and suddenly said: "Teacher, I don't understand, I really don't understand, how do you treat that kid?"

"Hmph, I don't understand. I don't understand that I want to go. Just come and ask me if you have nothing to do. Anyway, just watch it. There will be good shows to watch in the future. Hahaha. You should also handle your work and go to dinner with your teacher. , of course you’re a treat today.”

"Isn't this child's play? You are a teacher. If you have nothing to do, let your disciples treat you."

Seeing that his teacher had long since disappeared, Yamazaki felt helpless.

He just felt that his life was very disillusioned.