Can Ink Sato say that the elf of Murabeichi is gone? Definitely not!

If you think about it, just a day or so after the trainer was killed, his elf went missing. Are you trying to show that this trainer doesn't have a pixie heart? How can you slander a trainer who contributes to the league like this?!

(Balabala...... ）

If you say one more sentence at the end: Did you take down his elf without permission? Well?!

Na Nima is really yellow mud falling on the crotch of his pants.

It's a trivial matter for people to die, and it's a trivial matter if you can't get your ID card back, if you are slandered by others and covet other people's elves without authorization, it's a big deal!

Ink Sato didn't want to stir up the nerves of the alliance because of a small amount of money.

Carefully put away Murakichi's ID card, Sato Mo saw his eyes that refused to close, and he could obviously feel his strong unwillingness: obviously he was out on a trip, and he hadn't had time to challenge the gym yet, and he hadn't shown his skills in the league competition......

Takeshi Sato tried to close his eyes, but he didn't close them like in the TV series.

After thinking about it, Sato Mo picked up some leaves and put them on his face, temporarily covering his wide open eyes.

"Deal with this for the time being, forgive me-" After covering Murakichi's eyes, Sato Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and his dead appearance made him very uncomfortable.

"Huh?"

"What now... Let's 'make sure' first, where is the water elf that hasn't appeared yet! ”

Ink Sato knew in his heart that there were now three choices:

1. Turn around and leave, don't worry about anything. (Ink Sato: "...... Wouldn't that be a loss to grandma's house?! ”）

2. Find the elf, and then take away the "relics" of the village side as much as possible (mainly the ID card, and then the backpack). (MMP, where's that little bastard?!) ）

3. Give up looking for the elf and put the ID card back in its place, and only take the items from the village side. If you do, in case the elf is watching nearby...... Sato Mo estimated that the elf would not sit idly by, so he would lose the possibility of subduing. And there are some "risks". (Ink Sato: "Huh!") Then don't blame me! ”）

"Damn! Could it be that it can only be true..."Sato Mo looked at Murakichi's bulging backpack, and visually saw that there would be a lot of things in it. It's just that the value of these things is far from compensating for the possible risks later.

Sato Mo angrily swept the ground with his hand, as if he wanted to vent the depression in his heart, and took some dead leaves along the way.

"Huh?" Sato Mo swept a dead leaf that was stunned in place, gently pinched it with his hand, and slowly lifted it. I saw a trace of "slime" on the surface of the withered yellow leaves, which firmly adhered to the ground of the withered leaves. It's not water, Sato Mo leaned over and sniffed lightly, smelling a faint smell of blood. Sato Mo looked back at the blood on the body of the fallen little Lada, which was red, and the one in front of Sato Mo was indeed light blue.

Is it the blood of that elf?!

In other words, Sato Mo suddenly looked for the blue mark around him: "Blue blood, blue.. Blue! Got it! With the mark he was looking for first, Ink Sato quickly found a few more blood stains in front of him. It continued intermittently until the bushes in front of it disappeared. Anyway, the dirt under that bush is so wet! It's about the same as mud.

“... Is it inside? Mud? Sato Mo whispered.

"Phew!" The stinky mud pressed slightly towards Sato Mo's palm.

Sato Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, hey, it's really another village!

"Phew!" The stinky mud suddenly sounded, and Sato Mo suddenly felt bad.

I saw bubbles of all sizes constantly popping up in the quagmire.

Then, a thin water gun shot out of the mud beneath the bushes. The originally clear water gun was wrapped in a lot of mud and sand and shot at Sato Mo, which looked very muddy.

It's slow! The water is sluggish, and the strength is not condensed! Compared to the tongue of the wind speed dog, the speed of this water gun is really too slow and too slow!

Ink Sato tilted his head and dodged the sudden water gun.

When Sato Mo made his own dodge move, he found that it was an extra move: the turbid water passed by. Even if he doesn't dodge, Sato Mo will be fine.

The endless flow of water formed a column of muddy water, which stretched horizontally next to Sato Mo. The elves in the muddy water seem to have inexhaustible power. A few drops of muddy water broke away from the water column and dripped onto Sato Mo's forehead, and the sticky muddy water ran down his cheeks with difficulty.

Sato Mo heard a muffled sound after the water gun hit the object behind him, followed by a muffled snort, and a small Lada was knocked away by the muddy water.

There are no purple spots on the body, did you run back after detoxification? I don't know when this little Lada came over. If you are bitten by Little Lada, it will not taste good!

Xiu~Pia！

Little Lada, who was hit by the water gun, hit the trunk of the tree hard, fell down against the trunk, and finally fell to the ground weakly, and the little Lada, whose eyes were spinning in circles, lay on the ground and did not move.

Compared to the unconscious little Lada, Ink Sato is interested in the little elf hiding in the muddy water. While Ink Sato was busy calming the stinky mud that was about to go away, he focused his attention on the mud under the bushes.

Sato Mo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, judging from the fact that this little elf was willing to help him, Sato Mo felt that this time he would return with a full load.

It's just that this little elf didn't show up, so how did he know that there was a sneak attack on the little Lada?

"Hello... That, thank you just now! ”

"Phew! Phew! Poking his head out of Mo's shoulder, the stinky mud kept talking to the muddy water.

Moji Sato and the stinky mud waited for a while, only to see a few bubbles suddenly popping out of the calm water.

The surface of the water is slightly raised, and a sky-blue fin-like object sticks out of the water, and the muddy water quickly detaches from the surface of the blue fin. The blue fins are generally fan-shaped, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the two black lines on the top are clearly visible. It's just that a small part is inexplicably missing on the blue fin facing Sato Mo, as if it was bitten by something... And Sato Mo squinted, staring at the blue fins that appeared on the surface of the water, feeling a little familiar.

Probably completely out of the water, the elf pestle under the muddy water didn't move.

Heh, the guard is quite heavy, and the corners of Sato Mo's mouth are slightly hooked.

Under the gaze of Sato Mo and the stinky mud, the elf snorted, and the blue fin shook twice. It seemed to sense that the human in front of him had no malicious intent, and gradually poked his head out of the muddy water. The sky blue round head top, and then the round eyes, carefully looked at the human in front of him, and the big watery eyes were full of vigilance.

Silently staring at it for a while, Sato Mo was just about to speak, and the stinky mud suddenly stretched out his head and inserted it between the two, waving his little short hand exaggeratedly, and chattering non-stop.

The elf slammed its eyes into the muddy water, as if startled by the stinking mud's enthusiastic attitude. Like an ostrich that has burrowed into the sand, it has forgotten to retract its slightly trembling blue fin, and is alone and exposed.

"Huh-" The waving hands suddenly stopped in mid-air, and in Sato Mo's sight, the stinky mud was grayed.