My Name of the Spirit Lucario

Mingzhi is a fisherman.

Anglers, also called fishermen, or anglers, are people who are active in fishing near major rivers and lakes.

It's just that Mingzhi likes to call himself a fisherman, a fisherman, what a majestic name.

Doesn't this sound better than that fisherman?

Sun hat, life jacket, bucket and fishing rod in hand, sitting by the fishing ground for a whole day, this is Mingzhi's daily life.

"Today, the wind is sunny and the temperature is comfortable."

Mingzhi walked out of the house with his equipment and felt the weather outside.

He raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's very suitable for fishing... Then, it's time to challenge that!"

A trace of fire flashed in Mingzhi's eyes.

Among elf trainers, the criterion for judging strength is to see who can win the battle, but in the fishing world, it is more straightforward and simple, that is, whoever catches the most powerful prey will be recognized by all anglers. Respected as the fishing master.

As for Ming Zhi, who called himself a fisherman, he was also keen on the title of the master fisherman.

The previous fishing master, from the East region, once caught an extremely vicious Gyarados.

Then, for other anglers, if they want to win the title of fishing master, they must catch a prey that is better than Gyarados to be eligible.

Coincidentally, Mingzhi knew that there was a place where a creature called "Lord of the Lake" existed.

Fishing the "Lord of the Lake" has also become his ultimate goal.

The weather is very comfortable, the handle of the fishing rod is very good, and the condition is even more perfect.

Ming Zhi had a premonition somewhere.

Today, he is bound to achieve extraordinary achievements.

With such momentum in mind, Mingzhi rode his little electric donkey and set off from Yuanqi City to a lake in the suburbs.

……

The lively noise woke Leo from his deep sleep.

As soon as the yawning Leo got up from the deck chair, he saw a large group of people (elves) surrounding the lake.

His own trainer and Lalu Lasi were also in the crowd.

"What's so lively about?"

Leo ran to the place where the crowd gathered very curiously, and nimbly squeezed in with his agility.

In the center surrounded by the crowd, an uncle wearing a red and white hat and a life jacket was holding his breath.

"What's the matter, what is this uncle going to do?"

Leo poked the snake bear beside him, and asked in a low voice.

Serpentine bear's small head also leaned over.

"Xiong Xiong (in Elvish language) this uncle is amazing, I want to catch the 'Lord of the Lake' here!"

"Lord of the lake?"

Leo had question marks all over his face.

"Bear~ (elven language) You don't even know the 'lord of the lake', oh, yes, you should be an elf from other places, the lord of the lake refers to the most powerful creature in this lake, it is said that no humans and elves have knowledge See the true face of the 'Lord of the Lake'."

Leo looked at the lake in front of him. He couldn't see it from a distance, but when he got closer, he realized that the lake was extremely vast. The calm surface of the lake swayed slightly with the breeze, and the lake was quiet and deep.

Always feeling a little hairy, Leo tried to see what was in the lake, but felt his scalp tingling.

"I'm coming."

The little boy's excited voice sounded, and was immediately stopped by the older brother.

"Shh, don't make noise, keep quiet."

When the noise gradually quieted down, the fishing uncle slowly took out his fishing rod.

The fishing rod is a bit old, but overall it can be seen that it is well maintained, and the most eye-catching thing is the fishing line at the end of the fishing rod, which is tied with a poke ball.

The fishing uncle adjusted the various parts of the fishing rod. When everything was ready, he flicked the fishing rod and "plopped", leaving only a small buoy on the lake.

"Can uncle succeed?"

Some people are whispering.

"To be honest, whether the 'Lord of the Lake' exists or not is a question. For so many years, it's just a rumor. No one has seen the true face of the 'Lord of the Lake'."

Some people don't quite believe this rumor.

It's just that Leo is very sure that the 'Lord of the Lake' is real.

Because in his waveguide induction, there is an extremely huge waveguide in this lake.

In this way, in the anticipation of some people, in doubt of some people, and in the fun of some people, time passed bit by bit.

The buoy moved slightly.

"!"

Everyone was looking forward to it.

However, Uncle Fishing was unmoved.

"The wind is moving, it's your hearts that are disturbed."

The uncle said lightly, the words were full of chic artistic conception.

Sure enough, there was no further movement after the buoy.

continue to wait.

Suddenly, the uncle stood up abruptly.

"coming!"

Leo looked at the motionless buoy, and then at the cautious fishing uncle.

Just when everyone thought that the uncle made a mistake in his judgment.

"boom!"

A huge vortex appeared in the middle of the lake, submerging the buoy directly.

"Squeak", the long fishing rod seemed to be under heavy pressure instantly, and the originally straight shaft was pulled into a circular arc.

Veins popped out on the uncle's arm, and his face turned red.

A gigantic creature looms in the vortex, 'it' is stirring the lake water, competing with the Poké Ball of the fishing rod.

Seeing that although the fishing uncle used all his strength, he was still pulled forward by the creatures in the lake, and he was about to lose his grip on the fishing rod.

A hand stretched out from the side.

"Uncle, let me help you!"

The young man who had never met before helped the uncle drag the fishing rod vigorously.

"Uncle, I'm coming too!"

"Uncle, and me!"

"Haw!"

"Squeak!"

In order to witness the true face of the 'Lord of the Lake', people were raging and came forward to help, men and women, old and young, and even many elves were chattering and tugging on the trousers of humans, holding their breath and pulling back .

No matter how powerful the creatures in the lake are, they are no match for a large group of people and elves working together.

The advantage of the tug-of-war has returned to the shore side.

Uncle Fisher gritted his teeth and didn't even care if his hat fell off.

"Give me... take the bait!!!"

Pulling hard, the fishing line was pulled up abruptly, and the poke ball at the end was now open, flashing red light.

What followed was that huge mysterious creature writhing in the air!

"Bang", the behemoth fell to the ground.

Is this the 'Lord of the Lake'?

Some well-informed people are already shouting in amazement: "King Catfish!"

A huge catfish with dark blue skin and a yellow belly.He has spongy, light blue lips with a pair of slender yellow mustaches growing out of the corners of his mouth, and a w-shaped yellow stripe on his forehead.

Catfish King is not a very rare elf, and he can be seen in many lakes and swamps.

However, a catfish king with a body length of nearly three meters is extremely rare.

It's no wonder that he has such a strange power, so many people and elves have to work together to catch him.

It turns out that the "lord of the lake" refers to this huge catfish king. In terms of size and strength, it seems that it really deserves this title.

When the angler catches the prey, he enters the final step of conquering the prey.

"Come out, iron claw lobster!"

Uncle Fishing throws the Poke Ball.

Fishing, fighting, and then conquering, this is the principle of anglers.

And the fishers who hang out in the rivers and lakes all the year round, the most common ones are the spirits of the water system.

"Iron claw lobster, use [Double Combo]!"

The iron-clawed lobster with a pair of large pincers is attacking the catfish king fiercely.

Catfish King, who had been smashed by the opponent's tail and pliers, turned his dull eyes fiercely.

He opened his mouth to spit out, and the muddy water sprayed out.

It's just that as a water-type elf, the water-type move of [turbidity current] is not very effective for the iron-clawed lobster.I saw the iron-clawed lobster's big pincers clamping it, directly pinching the water flow, and then exuding a terrifying aura full of malice, oppressing the catfish king.

Although the catfish king looks huge and has good fighting power, it seems that he has lived peacefully in the lake for too long, and his combat awareness is far inferior to that of his opponent. There seemed to be some shrinking between them.

"good chance!"

Uncle Fisherman's eyes lit up, and he threw out a Poké Ball wrapped in a fishing net without hesitation.

Catch a ball that can easily catch water-type and bug-type Pokémon.

This somewhat special elf ball opened in the air, and the fishing net wrapped around it unfolded instantly, covering the catfish king, and then white light flashed, and the catfish king bound by the fishing net turned into a beam of light and entered the elf ball.

"Boom, boom, tick."

The light for successful conquest is on.

"yeah!"

The people who witnessed the 'Lord of the Lake' taking the bait and seeing the uncle subdue him cheered.

The fishing uncle also seemed very excited. He picked up the hat that fell on the ground, and then raised his voice and said to the crowd: "I will catch more fish today, and please eat fish dishes for free!"

As a fisherman with rich experience, except for Gaioka, he has never caught all kinds of fish.

The fishing uncle changed back to an ordinary fishing rod, and soon, fat fish after another were caught.

So, on the grassland overflowing with fish fragrance, it seems that the story of "Lord of the Lake" has a happy ending.

However, has the 'Lord of the Lake' really been caught?

Leo took a deep look at the huge waveguide that still remained in the lake.

……

"What! The 'Lord of the Lake' has been caught???!!!"

Ming Zhi, who arrived late, learned the sad news from the people.

He beat his feet and chest, then picked up a grilled fish angrily, and ate it.

Fortunately, the delicious grilled fish healed his wounded heart a little.

Mingzhi walked to the lake and poured all the elf food he brought into the lake.

This pile of elf food is the bait that he has studied the habits and tastes of water elves for a long time, specially prepared to attract the "Lord of the Lake", but now that the "Lord of the Lake" has been caught, he keeps this pile of elf food It was useless, and it was all poured into the lake.

"It's cheaper than the water-type elves in other lakes."

He said bitterly, then turned and continued to eat grilled fish.

If he didn't catch the 'Lord of the Lake', he would eat a few more grilled fish from the fisherman.

……

In the dead of night, the campers had already left.

The deepest part of the lake.

Two faint yellow lights lit up, 'it' moved slightly, and this simple movement had already stirred up the bottom of the lake into chaos.

The giant black figure seemed to be chewing something, then moved, and swam back to the sea from the channel at the bottom of the lake.

In the deepest part of the dark and dull water, several crimson lines flashed across.