"Bouie, you have to study hard." In a luxurious manor, a blonde girl said excitedly to the little girl in front of her.

"Bouie, you've finally learned how to transform into Eevee, and you'll have to stay in it until I give me permission." It was still the blonde girl, still the same innocent tone, but the figure in front of her had become an Ievee trembling at the former's feet.

"Eevee, how can you change back without permission, it seems that it was a wrong decision to dress you."

"Eevee, as a pet, how can you eat standing up."

……

As time passes, the blonde girl grows older, and Boo learns more natural transformations, but the relationship between the two becomes more and more bizarre.

"Eevee, you lost to Catwoman in Kazi today, it seems that I don't love you enough, come up yourself......"

"Eevee, it's still more comfortable for the water elf's slippery body......"

Ibrahimovic ......

Ibrahimovic ......

……

That's right, I'm an Eevee, I'm the owner's pet, and Bouyi was ready to give up the last vestige of her personality, but the appearance of the young man in front of her once again awakened the pain in her heart, and brought her out of that place, that place that was peaceful on the surface but hell for her.

She didn't know if it was good luck or not, but the pain and hatred of humanity in her heart had been irritating her soul since that day, and it never stopped.

Looking at the thunder elves standing proudly in front of him, Sherlock's heart was also sad, he knew the source of this sadness.

As a druid, even if he doesn't go in the direction of partner flow, his high perception and affinity for nature are enough for him to feel the emotions of the other party at the moment.

"Booie, I'm sorry, I really thought you'd have a good life from now on before I sent you there."

"Buy, do you remember, there's also Fat Bear, the three of us once said we'd travel to Faeron together."

……

The Ranger was still babbling about strange things, but Sherlock felt that the Thunder Elf's emotions had reached their limit.

Aigao, fat bear, why does my heart hurt so much, sure enough, these two people are also bad people, and all bad people have to die. Doing his best to drive the lightning element in his body, Buy is ready to completely deal with this ranger who has been chasing her for two days and two nights, this human who makes her very uncomfortable.

Looking at the constant electricity on the other party's spikes, the ranger also knew that he could only control the other party first, and instantly pulled out the longbow on his back, and turned a flowing wind in his right hand, an arrow was already on the bow, and the two natural partners also pounced.

At the same time, not far away, with a sigh, a firelight rose into the sky.

Semi-natural transformation - fire monkey!

With the smoke charge, Sherlock Silver Fire, who was standing in front of the Thunder Elf in an instant, started with a flame sweep and slapped the two black panthers away, and then met the arrow with the wind element attached to it with a single flame blast punch.

The arrow shot was a wind-bound arrow, and the force was surprisingly small, as if it was just for simple control. Combined with the previous party's words, there seems to be another hidden meaning in this.

"Wait, listen to me." As soon as he spoke, a powerful electric current slammed into his back, and then quickly spread throughout his body.

Compared to the previous discharge, this time the electric shock was greatly strengthened, both in terms of damage and paralyzing effect, and even Sherlock couldn't help but howl.

"Don't hurt her." The ranger shouted.

Even if the ranger didn't say anything, Sherlock wouldn't hurt this thunder elf whose heart was full of despair and sorrow, maybe it was the professional nature of the druid, maybe it was the influence of Magghe, or maybe it was just the awakening of the soul of the Virgin hidden in his heart, anyway, he couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

Bearing the pain caused by the electric shock, he slowly turned around, and hugged the thunder elf with spikes erected all over his body against the current, allowing those spikes to pass through his leather armor and skin, and bearing the electricity that was constantly pouring into his body without reservation.

It was just a hug, with no energy attached to it, and no more verbal comfort, but for Boo at this time, it was an inexplicable and great comfort.

It seemed that in her memory, no one had ever hugged her like this, and in the eyes of those people, she was like a pet like a dog and a cat, not even a pet, just an object that could be shown to others at any time

And in the arms of this druid, she can clearly feel the other party's heartbeat and the other party's emotions, and she can also feel that the other party seems to be able to feel her own heart.

The hug was so warm that her anger and sadness were gradually soothed, and she blinked at the crimson figure close at hand and the flames and thunder flying around the two of them.

"Looks like you've calmed down, I'll make a barbecue for you later." Sherlock didn't know why he had made such a sudden move, but fortunately, it seemed to turn out well.

After a hurried glance at the transparent ball that was shining with a ghostly light in the space ring, he turned his head to look at another figure and said, "I saved this thunder elf, I don't know what else you want." ”

Although his natural companion slot was full, and his skill points were always in short supply, if this Thunder Elf really wanted to, he didn't mind the Holy Mother's Heart flooding his brain.

In addition, this figure seems to be a ranger, but the strange thing is that the other party actually has two natural companions, and they are still the same creature Black Panther, which is the prototype of the Black Panther's transformation.

"You're safe, but you're pretty angry." There was a hint of sarcasm in the Ranger's tone, but instead of Sherlock, it was like a kind of self-deprecation: "Do you know what kind of pain she is carrying? ”

This Ranger obviously had something to do with this Thunder Elf, but looking at the yellow figure hiding behind him, Sherlock knew that he had no other choice.

"What do you like, I'm going to take her with me."

His own emotional intelligence knows that this kind of mouth competition is not comparable to the NPC in the game as a 10,000-year-old otaku.

From Lupin and Ember to Tam and Maghe, he already has a deep understanding of the mouth cannon ability given to NPCs by the Forgotten Realm Brain, so don't take it upon yourself.

He wanted to leave, but the ranger wouldn't let Booie, who was so hard to find, leave with such a stranger, and when he touched the quiver in his left hand, a long black iron arrow was already on the bow.

"Leave Bouie, I don't want to say the same thing a second time." If it weren't for seeing the other party soothe Buy's emotions, he would have shot an arrow a long time ago, and now there is no one to care about except his two childhood friends.

"Just now you said that I have a big breath, and your tone is not small." A ranger NPC who doesn't seem to have any bonuses, and looks like a 15-6-year-old Terran boy, Sherlock can do it in minutes, and he doesn't have any scruples about aiming at his arrows, he turns around and picks up the thunder elf and walks straight out.

Ai Gao kept his bow in mid-air with his arms full, and for some reason he didn't let go of his right hand holding the bowstring until Sherlock was out of his farthest range.