(The previous chapter was supposed to be a fanged land shark, the code is wrong, forgive me.) ）

"You ...... How do you 'communicate'?" Zhulan had to ask this.

"Very unpleasant communication, because of some humiliation, I won't talk about the details, probably nothing happened during this time, well, probably. Link was as depressed as he could.

"Don't take the Hunters' Guild too seriously, they're not a big deal. Zhulan comforted.

From her point of view, it was true, but not for Link.

"Let's just think so, anyway, now that he's gone, I don't want to be affected by his good mood for too long. Let's change the subject, what's going on at the nursery?"

Zhulan smiled helplessly

"The owners of the nursery are very professional, the elves who live there are the best care of them, and they are very caring, and the wandering and abandoned elves are still taken in by them......"

The two of them just chatted and walked back slowly.

"I wonder what you think of abandoning elves?" Link asked suddenly.

"Hmm?...... This" Zhulan hesitated a little, she knew that Link had been forced to do such a thing.

This is a question that Link has thought about for a long time, whether in this world or in the games of his previous life, he has hesitated about it.

In the past-life game, whether it is to collect the bestiary, or to screen personality and individual values, genetic skills, as a player, Link has captured and hatched many elves, but what is really taken seriously is the number of so-called perfect individuals.

It's really just a bunch of data in a program, but if it's just data, then does Link's affection for elves come from that pile of boring data? But if you see them as beings who accompany you, then what are the individuals who lie in the cold box forever?

So Link once came to the conclusion that the existence of elves is just a tool for his own amusement, just like its title - the game, it is just a game, and he cares about the happiness that the game brings him, not the game itself.

Where does the joy of the game come from? from the elves...... This is a knot that Link can't untie, and that's the end of his thoughts in his previous life.

But when he came to this world, when he first touched the stupidity, when he released Nido, and when he buried the Gotha duck, what were the different degrees of fluctuations in his heart?

Looking at the world from Link's outsider perspective, the real elves are essentially the same as the elves in the game, perhaps more intuitive and smarter, but they are still just tools that bring happiness.

Pet-elf, the word pet, shows their disrespectful nature.

"It depends on what elves are abandoned by someone...... Zhulan said carefully.

"Oh?" Zhulan's answer was completely different from what Link had expected, and he thought that this kind of person with good roots would give an answer similar to that of Zhiye.

"Even to humans, our kind, we don't treat all our acquaintances as friends who can help each other, elves...... No matter how seriously you take it, not all the elves that everyone accepts can become partners who are compatible enough with you. Zhulan said.

Link didn't know how much of it was her heart and how much of it was about her own feelings, but she was ...... It's a good reason to use it.

"When the forest is big, there are indeed everything, and this kind of thing is really not easy to say. Link said, feeling out the two small objects at the same time, and shaking them with his hand-

"And then~"

"It's ...... The badge of Sumire and that?"

"Kanaz"

"Yes, yes, how did you get it?"

"With my charisma and great strength. ”

"Speak human words!"

"One is the power plant...... Reward, and the other is what the Trainer's Tower deserves for its chance encounter with the new Rock Gym and victory. ”

"Rock system, maybe it's a descendant of Daigo, but it must be wonderful to think about. ”

"yes, it's so exciting! It's just a couple of hours to get two badges in a row - at least we can catch our breath first!"

"What's the gasp?"

"Tomorrow we will have a game with the Iron Spinning Pavilion, and then we can go to the breeding house to try some skills. Link had already thought about it.

"Very good!" Zhulan smiled and nodded in agreement.

In this way, the two of them returned to the elven center to rest, and it was not until Zhulan left Link's side that he finally had the opportunity to let out a long breath-

Where did I get the courage at that time!

He can't afford this kind of thing, and he can't afford the consequences of exposure...... The Hunters' Guild can catch those two second-rate gods once, maybe they can catch them a second time!

But there was also a short period of safety before that. Judging from the itinerary, Takuki Bacheng was temporarily rerouted on the way to the city, and if someone secretly took care of him, it would be impossible to watch him die, so no one could suspect himself in a short time......

On Zhulan's side, she shouldn't have eaten enough to tell others that she was blocked by Tuomu.

But this matter always lingered in Link's heart, after all, it was a murder, and he did it in anger at that time, and now in the dead of night, when he looks back, irritability and cold sweat all poured out at once.

Why does trouble always come to the door? This kind of life-and-death matter seems to be the only one he Link can bump into in the people around him...... Is the world so unkind to him?

Only him......

Only him?

Only him!

The sudden appearance of this thought suddenly made Link realize what he had ignored before.

St. Anne is not the only one who has come down, he is not only the one who has encountered Team Rocket, but he is not alone in the face of the attack of the Hunter Guild!

N, Kona, Lijia, Daigo, Zhulan!

Kona, Lijia, Zhulan!

These friends have a thick enough thigh behind them, and among these thighs, Link himself can also hold the alliance......

Since being an outsider is not as detached as you envision, then try your best to integrate into the side that will win, and try not to become a cannon fodder......

And with only the current connections, the alliance will not use itself as cannon fodder.

So that's how the medium-term goal is decided.

Before the unsolvable crisis arrives, hug the thickest thigh of the Alliance!

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