This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 47 Return to school and early field trip (1040, first order please!)

"Maki~Maki,Maki~!"

In the early morning of April 4th, it was rare that the little dream monster who didn't go out for training in the middle of the night gave Philio and little Ibrahimovic a wake-up call.

With a small cloak of cloth from the spirit world draped over her body, her petite body danced in the air, humming a ditty she had made up by herself. Today, the little dream demon was in a good mood, even brighter and brighter than the first ray of sunshine outside the window.

Ever since he got this spiritual cloth, the little guy couldn't put it down and would take it with him wherever he went.

As an energy-rich prop, the cloth of the spirit world does not have to worry about being stained. Even if there is occasional floating dirt, just wash it with clean water and it will be as clean as ever.

".Buy"

He raised his little paws and rubbed his eyes. Ibrahimovic murmured, climbed out of Filio's arms, and tried to get out of bed in a daze.

But the little guy didn't find the right direction this time, and the soft little pad stepped on Philio's face and walked over.

Filio, who was asleep, only felt that a huge roaring whale king had descended from the sky, and it was overwhelming him.

In panic, Filio suddenly woke up and sat up directly.

"Buy!—"

With a scream, the half-asleep and half-awake little Ibrahimovic flew out instantly, waving his short limbs in mid-air, struggling hard.

Fortunately, before it hit the ground, a blue light flashed, freezing it in mid-air and slowly placing it back on the bed.

It was the little dream demon who used her mind power in time.

"Booy."

After heaving a sigh of relief, little Eevee was still frightened, and also scared Filio.

"March!"

The villain who instigated the incident complained first, threw himself on Philio's head, and then began the "just denunciation".

"Huh? What's going on?"

Philio just woke up and didn't understand what was going on.

Listening to the little dream demon's righteous words and seeing the pitiful little Eevee, he began to feel vague in his heart.

"March! Madge!"

The little dream demon pointed at Ibrahimovic and twittered, which made Philio dizzy, so he had no choice but to admit his mistake, rubbed his eyes, got up to wash and cook.

".Buyi?"

At this time, Ibrahimovic slowly came to his senses, tilted his cute little head, raised his front feet, and looked at his little pads.

"Buy!"

Her little cheeks were tinted a lovely pink color.

-

"Morning, Filio!"

On the way to school, Ina and An TuoWan waited early, and the inseparable trio met again.

"bang"

"It was rumored to be crazy in school yesterday, you are so handsome."

Antoine's tone was full of admiration as he slapped Filio hard on the shoulder.

"It's just a baby game, it's not worth it, it's not enough."

With a smile, Philio pretended to be humble, but in fact he climbed up the pole crazily.

"You bastard!"

"Let me just say, Philio is definitely not humble right now!"

Chirping, laughing and joking.

The three of them walked towards the school in the morning light.

Ibrahimovic curled up on top of Filio's head, occupying the little dream monster's position.

The little dream demon flitted around nonchalantly, showing off its "new cloak".

"It's so cute, little dream demon, this little cloak really suits you! Not only is it cute, but it's also kind of cool!"

Ina was very considerate of the cute little dream monster, stretched out her finger, tapped its forehead, and praised it.

"Chiru!"

Kirulian stood aside and nodded repeatedly.

"Machi~"

Yi Na's praise made the little Meng Yao feel elated, and she obediently fell into her arms, allowing her to be touched, extremely honest.

The most unstoppable thing for the tough little dream monster is the straightforward praise.

-

Salo College, Principal's Office.

"dong dong dong"

Three soft beeps.

"Filio? Come in."

Muriel's voice came from it.

"Principal, here I come. Are you looking for me?"

Philio turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.

"Ahem!" Muriel coughed, cleared his throat, and looked at Philio, "Filio, you have made our school more honorable by going to Miare this time, Niels that Both the old guy and that boy Woolley called me specifically and asked a lot about you. And that prism cup, it killed all the little guys from Miare College, well done!"

"Thanks to the teachings of the teacher and the principal, fulfilling the mission."

Philio lowered his head slightly and said modestly.

"Passing the first place in the assessment gives another blow to the kids at Miare College. This time in Miare, it's not in vain. But you have to continue to work hard. I hope you can have a success in this year's youth championship. Good results, not only in our team competition, but also in your individual competition!"

Muriel stood up, walked over to Philio, and patted him expectantly.

Then, without waiting for Filio to reply, the old principal changed the topic and said: "But if you want to figure out the results, just relying on Dream Demon and Eevee is not enough, right? How about going to the school's breeding house and adopting another Pokémon? Dream?"

"Yeah." Fillio looked embarrassed, "Principal, I might have to think about this."

"Oh? Think about it?" Philio's answer was a bit beyond Muriel's expectation, "Is it a money issue? The school can help you solve it, don't worry, even if you want to copy the dream monster's cultivation plan, this money The school can also afford it.”

"It's not about money, principal. The main reason is that Ibrahimovic has just joined my team, and most of my thoughts are on him now. If there is a new partner, I will definitely not be able to take care of him wholeheartedly. You You know, I value fairness and respect for each partner."

Philio waved his hand, gently hugged Ibrahimovic, hugged him in his arms, and said softly.

"Buy~"

Ibrahimovic let out a soft cry, and put his little paws on Filio's arm, rubbing it back and forth.

"March! Madge~!"

In mid-air, the little dream demon flying around in the cloth of the spirit world also stabilized his figure, holding his head high and his chest high.

The little guy is saying that they can definitely win the championship just by relying on them!

"That's it. Hey, it's reasonable."

Muriel, who knew Ibrahimovic's life experience, sighed softly, showed more affection for him, thought about it for a while, and came up with a compromise.

"When you come back from your study tour, if you haven't met a suitable Pokémon yet, adopt one from the academy's breeding house. After all, you still need to get at least three Pokémon to participate in the tournament. You can't go How about catching a green caterpillar to make up for it?”

"Of course, principal. I know that you and the school are looking after and promoting me, so I won't be polite. If you haven't met a suitable Pokémon after this study tour, you will cause trouble for the school." Yes, thank you very much!”

Filio bowed slightly, and he also knew that the Pokémon cultivated by the academy itself are very good. The principal's willingness to do this is also a great support and expectation for him.

After all, the breeding house of Salo Academy is personally guided by Muriel, the only senior breeder of Salo. Pogaman's strong strength is an excellent reflection of the quality of this breeding.

"Why are you so polite to me? Besides, Milia and I have reminded you many times that you should call me Master, right?"

"Geng Ga!"

With his chin raised slightly, the old man waited for Philio to call him.

Gengar also flashed out of his shadow nimbly and looked at Filio and the little dream demon, with his big belly bulging and laughing.

Philio bent down obediently and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your cultivation. I will do my best, Master."

"Hahahahahaha! That's right! We are all one family, so there is nothing you can say thank you for. Prepare well. I look forward to your good results, and I believe you will definitely surprise us."

With a little force, he slapped Filio's back, and Muriel's good mood was beyond words.

"This poison needle is a meeting gift for you. You can't let me call you master in vain. Take it and let Dream Demon learn from it. Such a talent cannot be wasted. I'm waiting for its poisonous level to surpass Gengar! "

Satisfied, he turned around, and Muriel picked up a carefully wrapped small bag on the table and handed it to Philio.

"This is too valuable! I have already taken your poisonous orb, how dare you do it again?"

After checking his superpower, Filio knew that this was almost the highest quality poison needle, and it also contained some Gengar energy that he was very familiar with. It was obviously specially enhanced.

If this is put on the market, at least it will have to sell for millions of alliance coins.

Naturally, he didn't dare to accept such a gift, and subconsciously wanted to decline it.

However, before he finished speaking, Muriel glared and told him to stand up straight.

"It's something you need to use when you bring it over. I'm already an intermediate-level cultivator. I'm struggling with this little money. What does it look like? Take it, it's really useful if you get good grades. Talk less and do more. "

After all, Philio couldn't help but say more, the bag had already been stuffed into his hand.

"This year's internal patrol time in the reserve has been advanced, so the field study tour has also been advanced. It will start on the 18th. You didn't know in Miare when the notice was issued. Now I'm telling you, go back and prepare well. It worked. Go!"

With a pretended stern wave, Muriel turned around and let Filio leave on his own.

-

"Filio! Filio! What did the principal say to you?"

As soon as he returned to the classroom, Abe, who was chatting with a group of people, came forward, rubbed his hands and asked.

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the students also gathered around, including Antoine and Ina, who were making love to each other behind the classroom.

"I didn't say anything, just told me to keep working hard, and even told me that the field trip was advanced, but no one told me about it."

Shrugging, Fillio simply prevaricates.

Abe will definitely not be satisfied with this answer, and just as he was about to ask, Miria has already walked in slowly at the door.

Having lost the opportunity, he had no choice but to return to his seat, sit down obediently, and make a "Looking for you after class" sign to Filio.

"Okay, everyone is gathered together. Let me tell you about the field trip next week. Philio just came back, so focus on listening."

Milia stood on the podium and looked around. The classroom, which had been a little noisy just now, immediately returned to silence, and the eyes looking at her became a little more eager.

Field study tours are one of the most anticipated activities for graduates every year. They are not only an assessment test for practical performance, but also provide an opportunity for students who want to travel to lay a foundation.

At the same time, this is also one of the few opportunities for students to explore and travel with friends in the wild, especially in the final semester when they are about to part, and everyone cherishes this very much.

"The location of this field trip is the mountain nature reserve southeast of Salo. The time has been advanced to April 4 for ten days. Teacher Thornton will lead the team, and other teachers in the combat class will also escort everyone. But You still have to pay attention to safety, nothing is trivial in the wild.”

"Everyone should prepare the corresponding materials in advance. The specific list has been sent out. Don't miss it. Before you leave, you must check it carefully, otherwise you may not be able to make up for it when you arrive at the protected area."

"If there are students who want to form a team in the assessment, you can hurry up and avoid being blinded on the day. This is also your last chance to explore the wild side by side in school, so cherish it."

"Okay, that's all I'll say. Now, this class is a test of theoretical knowledge, so please cheer up, Antoine, take the test paper and hand it out. Philio, come to my office now."

Arranging things neatly, the students' expectations immediately turned into wailing.

Exams are always something that people don’t like.

Looking at Filio's back as he left behind Milia, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and finally turned into sighs.

After all, such an examination paper is nothing to Philio.

It would be great if I could be like Philio, knowing everything and being able to do everything, so I wouldn't lose my hair in a hurry because of this bad paper.

Thinking like this, the only sound left in the room was the "swish" of writing.

-

"Philio! My little Filio! I'm so happy!"

As soon as the door of the office was closed, the serious teacher Miria disappeared and was replaced by an excited big sister.

Hugging Filio, Miria didn't have the slightest sense of dribbling into someone. She just stretched out her hand and patted Filio's back and head incessantly, so happy that she couldn't control herself.

The youngest intermediate cultivator in Sara is her disciple of Milia.

Although she had expected it long ago and had great confidence in Filio's level, when she actually got the result, Miria, who personally led Filio's entry-level breeder, still had a strong sense of pride.

"Ahem. Teacher Miria, take it easy, I can't breathe anymore"

Being oppressed with chest tightness and shortness of breath, Filio struggled and said.

"Well, in short, little Philio, congratulations on becoming an intermediate breeder. From this moment on, you are a real breeder, and I am so happy for you."

Sitting dignifiedly on her seat, except for the blush that had not faded after a bit of excitement, Milia was doing everything as usual.

"Teacher, your change in movement and silence makes me a little uncomfortable."

After silently taking a sip of fruit tea, Philio said calmly that he was used to his teacher's behavior, but getting used to it didn't mean he didn't complain.

"Hehe! I'm happy for you too! You're an intermediate breeder. You can count all the records of the Carlos Alliance on one hand! When you become Master Philio, the teacher will have to hold your lap. Come on, little dream demon, little Eevee, eat some snacks, I managed to snatch this from the wind ball."

Milia crossed her legs with a smile, and while teasing Filio, she fed the two little guys who were not firm in their stance.

Sui Fengqiu stood silently aside, eyes full of disgust.

With his right hand propped obliquely on the table, Filio was unlovable: "You have more confidence in me than I do in myself, and you are a master. Why don't you take it one step at a time and say that I am the chairman of the Carlos Breeders Association? No matter where you go, there is no shadow."

"Alright! Chairman Philio!"

Unexpectedly, Miria answered the words faster than him, and immediately "promoted" him again.

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"Heh heh heh, is there a time when you, a sharp-tongued brat, dare not answer?"

The winner's smile surfaced on her face, and Miria was very proud, and immediately slapped her smooth forehead, thinking that she forgot a clean business when she chatted.

"Oh yes, what do you want from the old man? Let me see it too, teacher."

-

Antoine, Abe and Ina in the classroom.

Confronting Thornton on the battlefield and a bunch of gossiping combat class teachers.

Even the Dafan aunts in the cafeteria and various "chance encounters" with juniors and juniors of all grades.

Throughout the whole day, Philio seemed to be a rare species in Salo Academy. Wherever he went, he was greeted with curious eyes and barrage of questions.

Either ask about the breeder's assessment, or ask about winning the Prism Cup.

He was originally a popular figure in the school, but today he became more and more popular and became synonymous with hot spots.

Even the little Dream Demon, who always likes to hang around outside, and the little Ibrahimovic, who likes to nap on Filio the most, have quietly returned to the Poké Ball, which shows the density of "today's visitors".

Fortunately, there is still some noon in this day after all, and there must be a time when school is over.

"Jingle Bell"

The bell rang for the end of the last history class, that is, the bell for the end of school. It was rare for Filio, who had packed up early, to rush out and leave the classroom as if fleeing.

Rather than being watched by people at school, it was more to his liking to train with the two little guys.

-

Southeast of Sara, somewhere deep in the mountains, a hidden base on the mountainside of the highlands.

Six or seven people of various ages, wearing red combat uniforms, sat in a simple "conference room".

"What's the matter? There are so many materials, why haven't there been experiments yet? Hyenas like the International Police and the Carlos Police are almost smelling it."

The orange-haired woman in the lead asked the middle-aged man wearing glasses impatiently, her tone a little impatient.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to say something, a man who wore a black cloak over his distinctive black combat uniform stepped forward and said in a hoarse voice:

"Akobi, your temper has worsened after escaping from prison? How can you complete Lord Fradali's unfinished business if you are so impatient? If you have this time, you can also try it with them. It’s useful even if it’s not all guaranteed.”

".You don't need to teach me. First think about how to explain your own dereliction of duty in the past two days."

Frowning slightly, Akebi was about to explode, but she still forcibly controlled herself, and sat back in her seat, her tone still not good.

"It's been dealt with properly, that kind of idiot, it's fine to scare it."

The man in black shook his head nonchalantly, his tone was firm, but his words were a little softer.

"However, what Akebi said is not unreasonable. According to the usual practice in previous years, the field study tour of the Sala Academy is in early May, and the annual patrol of the reserve is in late May. Take it away, time will not wait for us."

"Yes, we will speed up the progress. Now we are actually conducting small-scale experiments. We are recording the duration of action, effects and side effects. There will be detailed experimental reports in the near future."

The middle-aged man wearing glasses picked up a stack of forms and said not without showing his merit.

With such good news, the atmosphere in the temporary meeting room became more and more harmonious, and the two who were confronting each other just now became more friendly.