The red light flashed, and a tailless dog, or rather, a weasel-like creature appeared, a meter tall when its limbs were straightened, its back and head were almost dark green, its belly was almost white and light yellow, and there was an inconspicuous groove above the head and tail but it was covered by thick hair, so it was inconspicuous. With big round eyes and a lazy demeanor that seems to have just woken up, it looks very cute.

"Jon, take me west, there should be a battle castle according to the map."

Genka Yukikai shouted angrily at the Itachi-type creature.

"Got it, huh? You're hurt! ”

The elf named Jon yawned boredly, then swept the sea of snow inadvertently, and then his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Who did that?"

Jon's tone was grim, and his forehead and tail suddenly heated, and two half-meter-high flames erupted from his forehead and tail.

"It's settled."

Xue Hai squinted and smiled, but accidentally pulled the injury again, grinning in pain.

Jon's left eye jumped out of the corner of his eye, and the flames on his forehead and tail became smaller, and he approached the sea of snow, turned sideways, and swung his head to the side, saying:

"Come up, be careful, don't touch the flames.".

"Hey, Jon, you're the best igneous rat."

Xue Hai lay on Jon's back without any image and said with a grin.

"It's up to you to sit tight."

Jon's body shook for a moment, put the sea of snow in a comfortable sleeping position, and then ran west on all fours.

The Kanto region, the continent that is connected to the CD region, is home to a number of bustling cities, with the Golden City and the Enju City being the economic and administrative centers respectively.

However, between the cities lies many areas of lost civilization occupied by a large number of wild elves, and these areas are full of dangers.

From time to time, due to the excessive number of elves breeding and the lack of living places, there will be a riot of elves attacking the city, which is called a beast tide.

Since many elven researchers put forward this idea, the high-level of the Elf Alliance quickly sent a large number of trainers to attack decisively before the elven mating period arrived in the next year, and successfully killed and tamed a large number of wild elves.

In the years following that operation, there were few large-scale beast tides in the cities where the operation was launched, much to the rejoicing of the Alliance's higher-ups, but the success was not without a price.

Among the thousands of junior, intermediate, and senior trainers sent by various cities, the death rate of senior trainers reached an astonishing three-tenths, and the intermediate trainers were slightly better, with the exception of a few cities, most of them were less than one-tenth.

The junior trainers were almost wiped out.

Each of the senior trainers is a valuable combat force, and almost none of the thousands of trainers sent by the cities to participate in the operation will exceed thirty senior trainers.

But the fact that more than five or even close to ten were killed in one operation was unacceptable to the top of the alliance.

The junior trainers are mainly volunteers, who are loosely disciplined and unevenly equipped, and most of them are motivated by enthusiasm and a sense of mission to defend their homeland.

The largest number of them came from ordinary families, so their sacrifice made the alliance have to compensate for the fact by tilting its policies in favor of ordinary families after the fact.

This is also the reason why the trainer school began to give preferential policies to ordinary families and lowered the enrollment standards.

In exchange, of course, graduates are required to serve at least 3 months of military service in battle castles, and this policy has been in place since eight years ago.

The Kanto region, Shion Town, a town shrouded in white fog all year round, is the largest town in the Kanto region that no elves can attack with beast tides.

No one knew why, and some elven researchers speculated that it was the effect of the perennial white mist, but no concrete results were reached.

Therefore, it is also known as the safest place in the whole of Kanto, and countless rich or elven trainers from CD, Fangyuan, and even Sinnoh have gone one after another, and their children and descendants have tried every possible way to stuff their children into Shion Town in order to seek peace.

There are five six-year public primary schools here, and the schools give priority to local students, leaving only one-tenth of the places for non-local students, although many wealthy people are very dissatisfied, but no local parents will back down for the sake of their children's future.

The strength of the whole town is amazing, and the people sent by the alliance are scolded for being submissive and not daring to argue, so the elementary school here is one of the few schools where children can play freely without much worldliness.

It's the final exam for the sixth grade of elementary school, and it's still a week before everyone has to prepare for the final exam, and even the naughty students are much more restrained.

The classroom was divided into four rows, each with four rows, all of which were double desks, except for two people in the fourth row of the first row, who were expelled and left empty, and the other desks were all filled in order of height.

There are both men and women of the same sex.

At this time, the classroom was filled with the sound of "rustling" writing, and most of the students were hurrying to review what they had learned.

In the second row of the first column, a man and a woman sat together, and near the window was a girl, with a pony braid, slightly purple hair, fair skin, a little dizzy white in the sun, watery eyes, wearing a purple jacket, blue jeans looked a little unusual, a pink pen was spinning around her fingers, and her eyes were aimlessly scanning the white ceiling.

Next to her was a delicate boy, although he had a straight face, but a few strands of hair hanging down from his temples on his forehead, and his fair cheeks with a high nose bridge, he frowned sometimes because he was concentrating on the question, and sometimes the corners of his mouth smiled, and the eyes of the girls in the same row in the second row almost flew over.

"Click!"

A discordant sound came from the door, but it was the door that was pushed open.

There was a commotion in the classroom, some climbed under the desk to pick up pens, some were busy wiping the saliva from the corners of their mouths, some were pinching their tablemates, and some were stuffing their own drawers of snacks into the drawers of the same table......

Outside the gate came in a female teacher, not very tall, about 1.6 meters, with blonde hair slightly curved, obviously dyed, and slightly yellow skin.

Despite his best efforts to hide it, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes still appeared, and he was clearly over forty years old.

Apparently surprised by the commotion in the classroom, she just glanced at the classroom, ready to pretend that nothing had happened.

But soon she couldn't do nothing.

In the first and third rows, because there was no one in the back row, one in the front row was busy pretending to write homework with a signature pen, and the other was really busy reviewing, but no one helped cover up.

The table in the third row was full of snacks, and a fat man by the window had brown hair and yellow eyes, and was wearing blue jeans that were several laps larger than the front table.

A few pieces of chips were on his brown T-shirt, but he didn't notice it, squinting happily and lying on the table, foaming in his mouth.

His table mate was no better, with long purple curly hair, blue eyes, two thin white lines sticking out of his light blue dress leading straight to his ears, his right hand slightly bent on his forehead, his mouth humming an unknown tone, and his left hand stretched out two potato chips from a bag of potato chips on his thigh at the same table very naturally.

"Click!"

The cracking sound of potato chips sounded, and the eyes of the class fell on the two of them.

The students saw that the teacher's face was already a little blue, as if they had heard "Bang! "Sounds like a chalk head breaking.

Immediately everyone heard the roar of the teacher's soul.

"Yang Le, Lin Yin, you two get out of here!"