This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 24 The lost little Eevee

The arrival of Nazi is like a meteor that flashes away in life. After one night, everything is as usual.

Before dawn, she set off from her villa and took the earliest flight to leave Sarao.

On the way to school, Ina, who was aware of it, asked secretly. Filio had no intention of hiding it and told the truth about his meeting with Nazi.

However, in terms of what he said and what he did, Filio kept his promise and kept his mouth shut. No matter how soft and stubborn Ina was, he didn't disclose any information.

The little fans who care about their idols are a little bit regretful and sad.

In retaliation, both of Fillio's earlobes were brutally abused.

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During the lunch break, Filio took out the script that he had not touched for a while and thought about the adaptation.

From a drama to a movie, the content that needs to be rewritten is not a star and a half. At the same time, the character setting and plot structure must be redesigned and adjusted to make it truly a script suitable for Nazi.

Even for Philio, who was a professional back then, it is very possible to complete this work in a few months or even more than a year if he only relies on his spare time.

But thinking of being able to help this senior who helped him a lot, Philio also felt quite meaningful and was very excited.

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Days go by like this.

The headmaster's highly poisonous orb is fading day by day, and the little dream demon's highly poisonous skills are becoming more and more proficient, and his strength is also increasing day by day.

The script and rehearsals for the graduation performance are gradually getting on track. Miss Ina is very ambitious and vows to do something big.

Senior Nazi’s tour was a great success in Yingxue City.

The impromptu dance on the beach that day became a new highlight after the adaptation.

After school, joint training with Corny has become the norm, and the young and immature gym master and the gradually growing students grow and progress together in the refining tower.

In the superpower research club, besides talking and laughing daily, some useful tips are also updated from time to time, which has inspired Filio a lot.

The spring breeze blows through the small town, green sprouts emerge, and everything is full of vitality.

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After school that day, Philio felt a little tired. He didn't want to study at school, and he didn't want to go to Ke Erni for training. He simply went back to his coffee shop earlier.

In fact, there are some thoughts that my mother is working hard and wants to help.

After delivering takeaway coffee and desserts to a regular customer, Filio was riding his bike on his way home.

The little dream demon was floating in the air, very happy with the rare rest, running back and forth, chatting with Filio, and talking about the interesting things it discovered.

"squeak"

Suddenly, Fillio pinched the brake, and the bicycle stopped in a small, deserted street.

"March?"

The little Mengyao flew far away following the inertia, ran back in a hurry, and asked curiously.

"Look, there's a little Eevee lying down over there."

Filio pointed to the corner, and following his gaze, the little dream demon saw a little Eevee lying next to a telephone pole.

"Let's go take a look. Maybe he got lost. There's no one on the whole street."

Turning over and getting out of the car, Philio looked back and forth, and found that no one was passing by, so he stepped forward to check the situation of little Ibrahimovic.

After looking at it, I found that there was a deep scar left on Ibrahimovic's left front leg for unknown reasons. The blood had been slightly clotted, but a large area of ​​skin was still stained red.

On its neck, in the middle of the butter-colored hair, there is also a small heart-shaped accessory, which is not a wild Pokémon.

"March! Madge!"

The caring little dream demon felt a little heartbroken and called Filio repeatedly to heal Ibrahimovic.

"I know, don't worry." Nodding to comfort Meng Yao, Philio gently hugged Ibrahimovic and asked softly, "Little Ibrahimovic, have you lost your trainer?"

Unlike other Eevee, this little Eevee seemed a little dazed, and did not respond to Filio's question.

It wasn't until about 20 seconds later that it nodded slowly: "Buyi!"

".So this is ah."

Philio didn't dislike this little guy, because he found that the mental energy in this little Ibrahimovic's mind was obviously excessive, forming a serious squeeze.

Seeing this cute little guy, Philio was in a trance, as if seeing himself when he was a child.

"Little guy, the wound on your leg may be a little serious. Of course, I can definitely heal it. Can you go home with me first? I will help you take care of the wound, and then take you to find your trainer. ?”

Gently brushing the dust and grass clippings from Ibrahimovic's head, Philio asked softly.

".Buyee."

After a while, Ibrahimovic nodded and agreed with a childish voice.

"March!"

The little dream demon also sympathizes with this cute little guy and wants to help, but now it can't do anything. It can only fly in circles around Philio and comfort him who is placed in the basket of the car. Little Eevee.

".Buy!"

From time to time, little Ibrahimovic would respond, but as slowly as ever, as if his thinking and reaction were always out of sync.

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After sending a message to his mother, Filio turned around and rode his bike back home.

"It may hurt a little, little Eevee, please bear with it. We have to clean the wound to avoid infection and to make you really better. If it hurts, just scream out. It'll be okay."

Placing the little Eevee on the small bed where he usually massages or treats Dream Demon, Filio spoke softly, calming the little guy's nervousness, and then started to clean up the stained wounds quickly. .

".Buyi Buyi!"

In the face of pain, Philio found that the little guy could still sense it quickly and frown unconsciously.

The "crowding" of the spiritual world has no effect on physical perception, which shows that Ibrahimovic's physical fitness is very good, and with a little exercise, he may be able to bear the excess mental strength.

However, this is obviously not Philio's focus at the moment.

This little Ibrahimovic is very sensible and strong. Except for a cry of surprise when he felt the sudden pain at the beginning, he just frowned and endured silently until he couldn't help it, and then hummed. It is very distressing and loving. .

When the debridement was over, the sweat on the little guy's body had already wet the smooth hair, as if it had been washed with water.

"You are doing well, you are a very strong little guy, and you will be much better later, I will help you, okay?"

"March!"

After receiving the hot towel from the little dream demon, Filio gently wiped the uninjured parts of Ibrahimovic's body to relieve its pain.

".Buy!"

In fact, his eyes were full of tears as he endured the pain, but the little guy still acted like he was fine and comforted Filio and the little dream monster.

"Come on, lift your foot gently, and I'll apply medicine to you. This ointment is prepared by myself. In three days, as long as you don't move around, it will be back to normal. I will also spray you with medicine for the small wounds outside. , these will be healed soon, so you must be more honest these few days!"

Little Ibrahimovic was also very cooperative in applying the medicine and bandaging gently. Although the movements were a bit slow, he was very obedient.

After finishing everything, Philio had some new ideas at the wound.

"How about it, is this heart-shaped knot pretty? I think it suits you very well. You are already cute, so you need to match it with a cute shape, right?"

Gently wiping the sweat off his forehead, Filio nodded with satisfaction and looked at Ibrahimovic expectantly.

"Machi! Machi~"

The little dream demon also thought it looked very good, and even used her telekinesis to help. She was also looking forward to it.

".Buyee."

After a long time, Ibrahimovic tilted his head, looked at his legs, and nodded, still looking very calm.

"March."

The little dream demon was a little disappointed.

Philio didn't take it seriously at all. He gently wiped Eevee's still damp hair and encouraged: "You are very cute, little Eevee. Let's take you home, shall we? Be careful next time, you can't Don’t get lost again!”

".Buyi? Buyi."

After listening to Philio's words, little Ibrahimovic looked a little confused. He tilted his head again, looked at Philio, and then nodded slightly.

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"Okay, this is where we first met. Can you still recognize the direction of your home?"

Holding the little Eevee in his arms, carefully avoiding its injured left front leg, Filio walked steadily to the deserted street.

It's a bit remote here, and few people pass by at ordinary times. Today, I passed by this place twice today, but there was no one there.

".Buy!"

This time, after waiting for a long time, the cute little Ibrahimovic pointed out a direction.

"Okay, little Eevee is very smart! Then let's go this way, little by little, think slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Philio touched Ibrahimovic's hairy head encouragingly, and walked slowly to the intersection.

"Is it this way?"

".Buy!"

"Okay, let's go then!"

"Where are you going this time? Over there?"

".Buyee."

"Well, I understand."

Little Ibrahimovic moved after a while and pointed out the direction lightly. Although it was slow, he seemed to be able to fully remember the way he came.

Filio hugged it and walked around with a doting tone. In addition, the little dream monster kept chirping and flying around in the air, attracting passers-by's attention.

Although the distance was not far, it was not until a long time later that this wonderful "temporary combination" finally arrived in front of a luxurious mansion.

".Buy!"

Ibrahimovic pointed to the mansion expressionlessly.

"Is this here, little Eevee? Huh? Why are there so many of them? Could it be that they are more of breeders than trainers?"

Filio looked at it and saw many cute Pokémon, either chasing and running, or lying down and resting, scattered on the large lawn in the courtyard of the mansion.

"March!"

The little dream demon felt something was wrong, and poked Filio's cheek.

"Well, I can see that this family must have moved here recently. I remember that there were no residents here for a long time. I'm afraid it's been more than ten years since I can remember it. I don't want to think about that much for now. I'll go and ask. .”

After patting the little dream monster who came closer, Filio strode forward.

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"Hello, may I ask if this little Eevee is your lost Pokémon?"

Walking to the gate of the mansion, where two doormen were standing, Filio asked politely.

"Lost Pokémon? There are too many Pokémon here, and we don't know. If you lose it, you will lose it. Anyway, the boss will buy it for the lady again. If you have nothing else to do, please leave."

Unexpectedly, the doorman seemed to neither know nor care, and the contempt in his words made Filio a little dissatisfied.

Just at this time, a well-dressed old man came out of the mansion, saw a stranger at the door, and hurried forward.

"Mr. Garland."

Seeing the old man, the two guards immediately bowed their heads and called out each other's name respectfully.

"What happened?"

The old man named Garland asked calmly. I heard that he spoke with a Hezhong accent similar to that of the two doormen.

Filio stepped forward and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello, Mr. Garland, I am Filio, a student of Sala College. I saw this little Ibrahimovic on the side of the road and was injured. It did some processing, and it pointed all the way back here, I wonder if it is the Pokémon lost by your mansion?"

"Oh, hello, Mr. Filio. This Eevee. Indeed, it is a lost Pokémon here."

Seeing the heart-shaped accessory on Ibrahimovic's chest, Garland was surprised that Ibrahimovic could be found home, but he quickly regained his composure, said politely, and then stretched out his hand to hug Ibrahimovic back.

At this time, behind the old man, a lazy female voice sounded.

"Garland, what happened?"

"Miss Daisy, this is Mr. Philio from Salo Academy. He helped us find Eevee who was lost earlier. I was just about to thank him for you."

Garland turned around, gave a slight yawn, and let the girl out.

Galant deliberately emphasized the word "lost" a little bit.

At this time, Philio saw the true face of the former owner of the voice.

He had long khaki hair and an upper-middle appearance. He looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. Philio judged at a glance that he had never seen it before, but it seemed familiar. It seemed that there was an elf shop that was about to open some time ago. The owner of the supplies store looks a lot like her.

"Filio, okay, I understand. Thank you then, and leave Eevee to me."

The girl Daisy reluctantly thanked him, then stretched out her hand to take Ibrahimovic.

"Please note that the injury to Ibrahimovic's left front foot is relatively serious. I am a breeder. My analysis is that it is best not to move within three days."

Philio gently handed Ibrahimovic over, reminding him.

Although these people have some of the arrogance typical of many upstarts in Hezhu, Philio still remains polite and fulfills his moral obligation as a breeder.

"Understood, thank you. Garland, please remember."

Daisy nodded, took Ibrahimovic, turned around, and walked towards the mansion.

Although the movements were not rough, they were not gentle either, and there seemed to be a hint of disgust.

Ibrahimovic, who was carried back, was a little at a loss. He froze in the girl's arms and glanced at Filio subconsciously.

This was the first time that it had such patience with Philio, and it returned to its normal state once it returned to its owner.

"Then I won't bother you. You must be careful and gentle. Although this little guy has a little longer reaction time, he is definitely not unintelligent, on the contrary, he is very talented."

Although Filio was a little worried, this was someone else's housework after all. Carlos had a clear definition of the ownership of Pokémon, so he couldn't participate and could only leave.

Before leaving, he looked at Ibrahimovic a few more times and repeatedly urged.

"Don't worry, Mr. Philio, the mansion has a very excellent medical and training team, and they will be able to handle it properly. Please come back, too. Thank you very much."

After the butler Garland politely agreed, he stretched out his hand to see off the guests.

The girl Daisy waved her hand a little perfunctorily, obviously not listening and not paying attention to Philio.

Holding Ibrahimovic, she put it on the ground before taking a few steps, and walked back to the villa by herself.

Eevee just lay down on the lawn, glanced at Filio, and continued to be in a daze. He closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping, just like he was in the street before, completely different from the lively and active Pokémon around him.

"Then please."

Philio hugged the still aggrieved little dream demon, took a deep look at the person in front of him, turned around and left.

He probably understood the situation of this mansion, and he also probably understood the situation of that somewhat arrogant girl.

She probably doesn't like any Pokémon, but simply treats it as a pet for viewing.

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