Heroic Death System

Dead Wood Meets Spring 3

Evie woke up from a coma and saw two little dolls squatting beside herself in the blur, but blinking, the little one disappeared again.

“You're awake.” A gentle voice came from beside him, Evie turned her head and looked at him, only to see a man with a shadow on his back with a sunset, half bent back, long hair gently sliding to his side, a handsome face with a light smile.

Evie stared at him, silently.

Jean-Claude knelt down and said, "I've taken care of your wounds, but you're badly injured and need a good rest. ”

“Thank you." Evie's mouth sounded dull and his gaze never removed from him.

“" My name is Shanko, "asked Shanko." What about you? ”

“Evie. ”

“Evie, who are you? How did you get hurt?” Necessary interrogations may be initiated.

“I am an alchemist because refining ‘Oxygen Pearls’ is being hunted down by traitors of the Vessel Ghost Clan.” Evie didn't hide it, she took a direct and superficial stand. On this continent, any race could become a slave to an organic ghost race, not the only elves.

“What is an oxygen bead? ”

“A high-fold oxygen storage device that reduces the fighting power of the Devil Clan and weakens them. ”

But this reminds me that the organic ghosts are a very oxygen-exclusive race, that three fifths of their bodies are metallic structures, and that high concentrations of oxygen can cause oxidation and slow movement.

Ordinary oxygen concentrations, however, do not work very well, otherwise they will not dare to approach the elf's region.

“You refined the oxygen beads, can I see them?” Shannon can be very interested in something that can threaten the Ghost Clan.

“I'm sorry, I don't have it right now. I'll show you when I'm done.” Evie touched herself and all her belongings were in place, with no signs of being flipped.

“Well, remember this first. Are you hungry?” You can refer to the stone table not far away, "there are fruits, you don't have to be polite, just eat. ”

“Thank you." Ivymen sent away the fruit from the stone table before turning his gaze.

He sat up from the ground, moved to the stone table, picked up a fruit and stuffed it in his mouth, bit it down, suddenly felt a fruity scent filling his nose, the sweet juice slipped through the pipe, providing an indescribable sense of warmth, and the pain on his body eased.

Evie looked amazingly at the fruit on her hand, and the shape was no different from that of ordinary vanilla fruit, but the taste and quality were heavenly different. Evie raised her head and looked to the lush fruit bushes not far away, and the fruits on the branches, like pearls, were round and clear, full of pieces.

White vanilla fruits, red wild berries, purple dew grapes, green vegetables and windswept vines and flowers create an isolated estate. Remember a month ago, it was just a bush of weeds, and now it's handled beautifully and vibrantly by the elves.

With a breeze blowing through, petals flying, and a layer of waves on the lake, Evie looked at the scenery and felt as if her heart had been baptized, all her troubles vanished and there was only one tranquility left.

“Coco, are we going to take that human?” Pokemon bubbles together and asks.

“Mm-hmm.” Jean leaned against the window with his grey eyes and looked at the shadowy man at night.

“He looks fierce.” The bubbles lift their tails up with their fingers to make a fierce appearance.

“Well, it's fierce.” When he could have been treated, he had removed the cortical mask from his face and found half his disfigured face, which appeared scary with dozens of little black snakes wrapped around it.

“So let's not take him in, okay?” The bubbles are also squeezed into the arms and said with anticipation.

“Take it easy, let's observe for a few days. If he's a good guy, we keep him; if not, how about we kick him out again?” Jean-Claude touched his head and suggested, "You're in charge of watching him. If you're upset, I'll help you out. ”

“Okay!” Bubble said out loud.

Gray eyes nodded.

The next day Evie found herself surrounded by two little tails, four green and greasy eyes, staring at him like a shadow.

“This is…” Evie, caught in the middle by two Pokémon, left and right, looked stiff at Sankoh.

“My kids, bubbles and grey eyes.” Answer with a laugh.

Where did this come from, kid? There was nothing a month ago!

Evie's heart fluctuated and her eyes stood still.

He's married already?

Evie's eyes flashed with brutality and then faded, leaving the whole person dead-end.

It was surprising to see his emotional changes: did he acquire new skills in the world?

If he wasn't sure how he felt, he almost doubted that the man in front of him was possessed by something strange. The day he rescued him, he had identified him, the same scum man with a charm mole hanging in his palm forever.

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“Kids are cute, your wife, they must be beautiful.” Evie said emotionally.

It is certain that this is absolutely the most heartless compliment in the world. He seems to have misunderstood something, but does not intend to explain it for the time being. After all, he had just met, and his knowledge of the man was limited to his words.

Evie recovered much faster than expected, but in four or five days it was almost healed. In fact, rather than Evie recovering quickly, the environment and food here provide the best treatment conditions. It is estimated that even Jean himself has not discovered what an outstanding natural gift he possesses.

Evie never thought the elf would take in a strange self without mustard, and he found himself completely integrated into their lives, unconsciously.

Jean can teach the elves basic magic, he watches beside them; Jean can take them to pick fruits, he watches beside them; Jean can knit clothes for them, he watches beside them; Jean can go out, he is responsible for their safety… The two elves gradually move from being distant and staring at people to climbing and rolling on him with no hesitation.

Although Evie has no good face for the two Pokémon born to Jenko and “other women," the two Pokémon have no sense of being abandoned. But for a few days, the murderer was mixed up with his family.

Where's the supervisor? There is no point in saying anything about these two unholy little guys.

When Evie's wounds were largely healed, he began to return early and late, occasionally missing for a day or two. But his whereabouts could not be hidden from him as an elf, and all the grass and trees in the forest were his eyes. However, searching takes mental effort and, if not necessary, is generally rarely used.

Seven days later Evie came back from the deep woods and said to Jean-Claude, "Don't you want to see the Oxygen Pearl? ”

He could nodded.

“The material for refining the oxygen beads has been collected and I will refine it for you now.” Evie has made no concealment in listing the material.

So he's been out all day collecting material? Jean-Claude looked at the various materials he had taken out, most of which were rare, and it was estimated that a lot of effort had been expended.

Jean-Claude sat in a row with two Pokémon and watched him refine his oxygen beads quietly.

Evie's palms suddenly burst into a golden flame and two Pokémon soaked into her arms. The scorching temperature felt a little uncomfortable, and he hurried to cast water fog magic, wrapping him and the elf.

Evie saw, her subconscious pulled a distance from them to make sure that she didn't scare them before she began to smelt the material in a fantastic way.

Ten minutes later, two golden beads gradually condensed in the amazing gaze of three elves. The beaded surface, with its complex dark lines, gives the elves a flavor they love.

Evie handed Shanko the bead: "Here you go. ”

“Thank you.” Curiously measuring these two oxygen beads, it's hard to imagine the intense oxygen in this tiny bead.

Evie ordered, "There is a sealed spell on the surface of the Oxygen Pearl, and I'll tell you the spell, but don't open it randomly to avoid hurting yourself. ”

You can nod and say you understand.

Evie glanced deeply at him and said, "I have to go, it will probably take some time for me to come back and see you. ”

“Well, be careful.” A smile could be revealed to him.

Evie remembered his smile in her heart and then reluctantly left this beautiful place.

He wanted to stay with Sankoh, but he didn't want to ruin their peaceful lives. Tired and wounded later, this is his habitat.

Even though we knew we would see each other in the future, Evie's departure left Jean-Claude a little disappointed.

“Coco, actually, that human is pretty good, too.” Play with oxygen beads while soaking and evaluate them appropriately.

Grey eyes nodded silently.

“Coco, if he comes back later, let's keep him. ”

“Okay.”

A month after Evie left, another Pokémon was born from the egg, yet this Pokémon broke Jean-Claude's heart. She was born with gunpowder, covered in rose spots, often with a fever and unable to sleep at night.

In order to treat her gunpowder, she can go deeper into the forest every day and look for spiritual grass.

Unfortunately, all he had to do was relieve her suffering and cure her, only the fountain of life. But where is the ghost ball that seals the Fountain of Life? He had asked Evie about Ghost Jade before. All he knew was that Ghost Jade was in the hands of a royal clan of the Vessel Ghost clan, but he was not sure which one.

Consideration could begin to be given to whether one should remain isolated from the world. The advantage of seclusion is that it maximizes Pokémon protection, and the disadvantage is that the message is blocked and you can't keep track of the changes in the situation.

After a few days of reflection, it was possible to reach out gradually to the nearby battle camp, keeping it as low profile as possible, with intelligence being the main focus, complemented by material transactions. At the same time, the identity of pureblood elves must not be revealed, otherwise they will be hunted down at all costs by the organic ghosts.