It was almost evening when Mark and Jirachi returned to Qingxi Village.
On the stone road in the village, Mark was in front, and Jirachi, who was wearing a Mimikki suit, followed Mark absentmindedly.
The two insect-catching boys were happily frolicking on the road with the unicorn bugs. After discovering Mark, they immediately straightened up and took the initiative to say hello to Mark.
"Deputy Director Mark, good afternoon!"
"Deputy Gym Leader Mark, what do you think of the Qingxi Gym badge I drew?"
A bug-catching boy took out a piece of graffiti from his pocket. Although the paper was a little torn, the overall drawing was pretty good.
After receiving Mark's nod and praise, the two insect catching boys immediately trotted away.
Some things have become different.
Since the elf alliance's review officials arrived six days ago to review Old Man Qian's gym qualifications, the villagers' attitudes towards Old Man Qian and Mark have unknowingly changed.
Somewhat similar to medieval lords and nobility.
After the establishment of the Qingxi Gymnasium was confirmed, the villagers naturally regarded themselves as the subjects of the Qingxi Gymnasium.
As the owner of the museum, Old Man Qian and the deputy owner Mark also gained the respect of the villagers.
Take for example old man Qian’s complaint two days ago.
As the village chief of Qingxi Village, even though Old Man Qian tried his best to persuade them, the insect-catching boys in the village were unwilling to study hard and only wanted to make their debut in the insect-catching competition.
Now, even if Old Man Qian doesn't say anything and is just planting trees in the village, one or two children will appear from time to time with books and asking Old Man Qian questions.
Looking at the two bug-catching boys who were gradually moving away, Mark turned to look at Jirachi, who was wearing a Mimikki Q suit behind him, and then rubbed the little guy's head.
Mark said helplessly: "I told you everything was fine, and I wasn't trying to comfort you."
"But Jirachi used too much force, and there was a big hole in your shoulder. It must have been very painful at that time, right? You may not say it on the surface, but in your heart you must be blaming Jirachi..."
Mark smiled and shook his head: "Rather, I hope you can use this kind of power to train us in the future.
Although today's practical exercise was short, it brought us great gains. I really thank you very much.
As for injuries, haven’t you already used [Prayer] to treat our injuries?
And I also have [Power of Clear Stream], which can also be used to treat injuries. The injury on my shoulder has long since healed. Didn’t you see it just now? "
"You really don't blame Jirachi?"
"Not only don't I blame you, but I'm very grateful to you."
"real?"
"Absolutely true."
Mark comforted him for a while, and the little guy's mood gradually improved.
Of course, Jirachi still blames himself somewhat.
Mark estimated that if he could do more practical training in the future, once Jirachi got used to it, this self-blame would completely disappear.
While thinking, Jiraqi spoke again and explained softly: "Actually, you can't blame Jiraqi completely. You are indeed a bit powerful. Jiraqi is not very good at fighting, so he just can't control his strength. "
Mark touched Jirachi's head again and said, "It is inevitable that some injuries will occur during actual combat training. Please stop blaming yourself."
Jirachi nodded slightly: "Okay."
While speaking, there was some movement in the village ahead, and Mark and Jirachi also stopped communicating.
Following the direction of the movement, Mark soon arrived near the elf center.
He was seeing the acting supervisor Aya, as well as some porters wearing blue and purple uniforms, as well as some powerful and strange people wearing purple hats.
These porters and strange forces were moving some instruments and equipment from the Elf Center into a box truck.
On the clothing of trucks and porters, Mark saw the words "Messenger Express" and a Q-version logo of a messenger bird.
Upon noticing Mark's arrival, Aya's eyes lit up and she trotted over.
"Senior Mark, good afternoon to Mimikyu!"
"唻秋,廻秋!"
Next to Aya, Leiqiu came over and also said hello to Mark.
"Good afternoon." Mark glanced at the nearby movers and asked Aya: "Are you going to transport the instruments from the Elf Center?"
Aya said: "No, they are some personal experimental instruments of my teacher. She is studying in the Roma Federation and said she would use these instruments, so she contacted the Courier Express Company to help transport these instruments."
Aya said, once again trying to touch Jirachi who was wearing the Mimikki suit.
The result is obvious, but still not touched.
Mark looked at the busy workers at the Elf Center and said thoughtfully: "Has your teacher ever told you to go to the Roma Federation?"
Following Mark's question, Aya showed a surprised expression and said, "How do you know?"
Aya said: "The teacher said that she got a place at the Hodson Elf Academy in the Roma Federation.
If I want to go, I can transfer there.
But the Roma Federation is too far away, and I like Hack Elf Academy very much, and I also like being the acting director of the Elf Center in Qingxi Village, so I am still considering..."
Mark nodded slightly.
It was already obvious that after Zhao Meisha got the news that Uncle Qian San's application for Qingxi Gym was successful, she did not choose revenge.
Maybe it’s because she’s not sure about Third Uncle Qian’s strength, or maybe because she’s more cautious in character. It seems that Zhao Meisha is probably planning to leave the Kingdom of Shia and go to the Roma Federation to develop.
Without thinking too much, Mark looked at the clueless girl in front of him and said: "If possible, it would be better for you to stay in Shia instead of going to Hodson College in the Roma Federation."
Although it was just a guess, Mark felt that Zhao Meisha was likely to be detrimental to this little girl in the future.
"Yeah, actually my parents also advised me not to leave."
Aya nodded lightly, then thought of something and smiled slyly: "Humph, I knew you weren't that calm. The entrance exam is about to start, so you must be nervous.
Don't worry, even if I leave, I will have to wait for a while. When you are admitted to Hack Elf Academy, if you need any help, just come to me.
By the way, your senior sister and I will be there to help with the entrance exam of Hack Elf Academy this time. If I have the chance, I can secretly help you and try to help you get a higher admission ranking.
In fact, the impact of admission ranking is quite large. Regarding the elf eggs assigned at the beginning, my physical fitness test score was a little worse at the beginning, so..."
Aya said, pinching the face of Leiqiu who looked unhappy next to him, and comforted him: "I'm not saying anything bad about you, it's just a metaphor."
"Xunqiu!"
Mark nodded slightly: "I heard from my third uncle that Harker Elf Academy will have some Elf Eggs from the Third Family every year, which will be distributed to students with excellent admission scores."
Aya said: "We have 23 Yusanjia Elf Eggs this time. The last time we had 20, and the last time we had 24. I don't know how many you have this time. Anyway, it's better to try to get a higher score."
Without continuing the conversation, Aya immediately ran back to the elf center to help as the porter shouted.
Mark also said goodbye to Aya and left...
(End of chapter)
