Seriously injured and dying, Pikachu lay motionless on the ground, Beichen took out the healing medicine in his backpack and applied it to it, "How could such a good elf let it hang up!" he muttered, but the thought in his heart was something else, "You should be able to get a good reward by catching it back and handing it over to the employer!"

Throwing an ordinary red and white Poké Ball easily subdued the unconscious Pikachu, Beichen put it in his backpack with satisfaction, and walked on the way back with the steps of the victor.

"Fat Ding, you have made a great contribution this time, go back and prepare an energy mixture for you as a reward!"

"Polipoli!" Fat Ding waved his little arms and happily hugged Beichen's arm, obviously happy with the reward.

Because of the fact that he was like a sword, Beichen's footsteps were much faster than when he came, and he rushed back to the Elven Guild near noon to report on the next mission.

Beichen first handed over the thief vermilion, and then only Pikachu was left to deal with the Poké Ball.

"According to the assignment list, the client, that is, the employer's family, lives in a luxury manor near the suburbs," Beichen looked at the iron door that opened automatically with the clanging in front of him, and nodded in confirmation, "This is it!"

"My master has received a notice from the Elven Guild, you are a young trainer who has completed the task, please come in!" The middle-aged butler led Beichen into a car, passing by a huge central garden, towards the medieval buildings that could be glimpsed in the distance.

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

"You're not the first person to say that," the middle-aged butler smiled politely, "and the manor covers an area of four or five kilometers around, and all the buildings are white, and the building type is also modeled after the medieval Gothic style, with a spire and a high entrance hall. ”

Beichen entered the main hall of the castle with the middle-aged butler, and the owner of the manor was waiting on the sofa at this time, his gold-rimmed eyes hung on the bridge of his straight nose, a bronze pocket watch on his chest, and a tie tied very tightly, looking like a serious person.

"Hello, respected young trainer, welcome to my estate. ”

This seemingly old-fashioned middle-aged man looked kind, personally made a cup of tea for Beichen, and then led the topic to Pikachu, "I heard that you have found Pikachu's traces? I am willing to provide you with a satisfactory Ma Tie coin, I hope you can take me to the place where Pikachu haunts, if I can take one, I still have ......"

"Wait!" Beichen waved his hand to interrupt the other party's words, opened the backpack he was carrying, took out the Poké Ball, and said, "This is the Pikachu you want, I've already helped you take it!"

"This ......"

The unexpected reaction of the other party did not appear, Beichen looked around, everyone's eyes were wrong, especially the chagrin expression of the owner of the manor made him feel a little bad, "That, is there anything wrong with me subduing Pikachu?"

"Very good, it's good that you've got an excellent elf, congratulations!" said the middle-aged man weakly.

"Congratulations...... I!" Beichen was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly, "What do you mean by this, don't you want Pikachu?

"Hehe, young man, you have just debuted, you don't even know about the elven convention promulgated by the alliance, right? Article 135 Elf Regulation: Forbidden elf trading, violators are regarded as first-degree crimes and imprisoned for life!"

Click......

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

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

"Ridiculous, every Poke Ball sold will automatically scan the owner's identity information, your information has long been filed in the Alliance, and the same is true for the elf this time, let's put it this way, it already belongs to you!" The anger in the middle-aged man's mouth could be heard by anyone, but Beichen felt wronged, he really didn't want to win people's love, and in the end, the starting point of this matter itself was for the other party!

"Alas, you can't sell it, or you can't release it, so you can eat with one less mouth!" Beichen has already made up his mind to go back to the suburbs and release Pikachu back into nature.

After saying goodbye to his employer, Beichen first went to the Elf Medical Center, he couldn't afford Pikachu's injury, and the responsibility for killing him was great, and according to the requirements of the Rausch Elf Convention, he might have to be conquered by the Iron Fence.

"It cost another bit of unnecessary money," Beichen paid and left, according to the elf nurse, he needed to wait until 6 o'clock in the evening to pick up the healed elf.

"Let's go back and rest and sleep first, I haven't had a good rest this night, I'm sleepy!" The night in the forest is always nostalgic, but sure enough, the bed at home is comfortable.

As soon as I closed my eyes and opened them, it was time to get to the medical center to receive Pikachu.

When Beichen held the slightly hot Poké Ball, a familiar feeling reached his heart, "What's wrong with me?"

It couldn't tell whether it was nostalgia or joy, but the feeling made him feel a kind of closeness, "Lost, no matter, Pikachu, I'll send you back to your forest." ”

It's not overnight for people to take revenge, and Beichen releases the elves to naturally do things according to this principle.

The night road is not easy to walk, but this is relatively simple for Beichen, who has experienced it for the first time, but as the sky gets darker and darker, there is still a creepy strange cry from the silent forest, "This is a beast that is about to start hunting?"

Whether it was a wild elf or a beast, Beichen didn't want to face it, he immediately stopped, and opened Pikachu's Poké Ball with a little hesitation, "You're free, Stinky Mouse!"

"Pikapi?"

Beichen said dissatisfiedly: "What are you in a daze, I said that you are free!

"Pikapi!"

A flash of lightning shot down on Beichen's body, and he was scorched and blackened, and his mouth trembled, "Damn...... Stinky rats!"

"Pikachu!"

......

The next day, Beichen was lying in a hospital bed, covered in bandages, and next to him sat a little elf on his left and right, Fat Ding and Pikachu.

"Pikapi, Pikapi!"

"What, you mean to follow me, who let me defeat you!" Beichen wailed, "I regret it, can I give it a chance!"

"Polipoli!" Fat Ding shrugged his shoulders and posed helplessly at Pikachu, which seemed to say: He is like that, sick!

"Pikachu!" Pikachu smiled darkly, and once again released a lightning strike at Beichen, who was in a frustration.

"Grass (a plant)!" black smoke from Beichen's mouth fell again.

"Doctor, come on, the wounded here need to be rescued!" the nurse's anxious call echoed throughout the medical room.