This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 318 The legendary door

"Senior Juzi, then I won't disturb you and Filio. If you need anything, you can always come to me. I'm right next door. Can Miss Korni help me? It's not convenient for me now."

Sirona, who figured out Juzi's intention in a few words, was very sensible. After promising a generous gift on behalf of the alliance, she stood up and left. She also called Korni and winked lightly in her direction.

"Ah? Oh... Okay, I'm here to help you. Then Filio, senior Juzi, I'll stay with Sirona for a while, and you can chat."

Korni, who understood Sirona's intention, nodded slightly and hurried forward, helping her out of the ward, leaving time for the two masters and apprentices who reunited in a way that no one expected not long after they parted. people.

At the same time, the little dream demon also stepped on the head of the Tyrannosaurus and returned with his victorious partners. His little chest was raised high, full of arrogance.

In front of the young man who was aiming to be the Pokémon Master, Mr. Little Incubus had just taught him a good lesson.

One mountain is higher than the other. This is a truth that needs to be remembered at all times.

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"Geng Ga!"

"Machi~!"

Deftly avoiding Gengar's greeting tongue, the little dream demon showed a sly smile, pushed hard, and made a small crater in the purple fat man's big belly. It accurately bounced back to Filio's head and found a hole. He lay down gently in a comfortable position and hummed a brand new ditty that he didn't know where he had learned.

It sounds like it is similar to "Oracion" that day, but it was adapted in many twists and turns.

"Sure enough, I made a breakthrough. It was very fast. When I was in Baiyin Mountain, I felt that it should have been a matter of course."

"March~"

Ju Zi raised her wrinkled hand and gently touched the top of Meng Yao's head, eliciting a burst of delicate complaints.

For a dream monster with delicate skin, Ju Zi's hands covered with traces of time are already a little rough.

But that's not bad either.

The beautiful big eyes flashed with soft ripples. It was connected with Filio's heart and could best understand Juzi's respect and care for him.

"Although the battle with the legendary Pokémon is full of dangers, it is also a very rare growth experience for the dream monster. Every second is precious."

Philio stretched out his hand to lift the Dream Demon from above his head, held it in his arms, and teased it gently.

"You do know how to say nice things." Juzi sneered, pointing her crutch gently at the TV screen in front of her, "Don't think that your master and I, who are old and blind, can't see things, do it because of this girl Nazi, right? I'm really reckless."

"That's what you said." Philio lowered his head and said yes, his eyebrows relaxed, "But the result is good after all. Nothing happened to me. I just lay in bed for a few days."

"It won't be your turn to be complacent here when something happens!" With a glare, the old man's momentum and majesty were instantly released. Even though Philio had long been used to it, he was involuntarily excited, "Looks like he's still from Padia. Things have given you confidence, but I want to remind you that this is ultimately the function of external objects, and what is really important is your own cultivation."

"Yes, I will definitely keep it in mind, practice hard as you said, and turn all external forces into my own strength and that of my partners."

Following his master's instructions, Filio straightened his posture and nodded politely in response.

"This is pretty decent." Satisfied with Philio's attitude, Juzi's tone softened a little, and her face became gentler. "However, you have not been idle in the past few months. Although you don't know what's under the big pit in Padea. What is going on, but at least judging from the effect of training, it should be a very precious thing, you are lucky."

Looking at the disciple in front of her, and remembering her own shock when they met at Baiyin Mountain in October, Juzi felt more and more pleased with him and couldn't be harsh even if she wanted to.

The colorful energy that appears in the gap between time and space not only bridges the fragile boundaries of time and space, but also allows Filio and his Pokémon to be shaped beyond imagination.

The silent light that moisturizes things surges out from the indescribable void, and silently penetrates into his and several Pokémon's bodies, without any hesitation, it transforms into attribute energy that is completely different and most suitable for them.

Although this unprecedented amount of energy could not be completely absorbed for a while, after months of hard practice, most of it was still integrated into the body and turned into an unknown gift.

There is no doubt that this is a miracle, but I don’t know where it comes from or why.

But this is not a big deal that requires getting to the bottom of things.

One person spoke, the other listened, and echoed twice from time to time.

To outsiders who don't know him, he is just a serious teacher instructing his students in a rather unceremonious tone.

But for the two masters and apprentices involved, this is already a very warm relationship.

After all, even if they are old friends and biological sisters for decades, it is difficult for them to see such a kind side of Ju Zi. To be precise, being able to avoid being cold-hearted is considered to be in a good mood.

After carefully understanding the whole process of the Tower of Time and Space battle, it was confirmed that Filio's body had completely recovered with the help of Mewtwo and Arceus, without leaving any sequelae, and Juzi's hanging heart was relieved. .

Only then did she remember an important matter that she had prepared for a long time but thought she would have to wait a year or two before she had the chance to talk about it.

"Geng Ga!"

With one look, Gengar, who had been with him day and night for decades, understood what his trainer meant. He stretched out his little hand, took out a yellowing book from the shadow space hidden in his belly, and handed it over like a treasure.

"Master, is this...?"

Feeling the long years contained in the booklet, Filio was a little confused.

"I originally thought I would have to wait a while before I can give it to you, but I didn't expect that you gave me a surprise last time I met. I was idle a few days ago, so I dug it out in advance. I just happened to be on my way this time. It’s easier on you.”

Fingertips swept across the title page, rubbing the paper full of vicissitudes of life. Juzi's eyes revealed a bit of recollection and nostalgia for the past, and more expectations for the future.

"Weren't you always curious about why the red boy is so strong? This thing may give you some inspiration."

As she spoke, she patted the pages and placed the manual in Filio's hand.

"Change and Equilibrium"

This is the title of this handwritten booklet. The vigorous and powerful fonts penetrate the back of the paper. It is clearly Juzi's own handwriting, but it is very different from her now, a little more heroic.

"Change...and equilibrium...?"

"Marge...?"

Holding a thin but weighty little book with more than a hundred pages, and chewing on the words that almost condensed Juzi's life exploration, the smile on Filio's face gradually faded, replaced by a touch of solemnity that was hard to fade away.

Even the Dream Demon felt something about it. He didn't care about making faces with Gengar and blinked his eyes to figure it out.

"Yes, change and balance are what I have been pursuing all my life. Unfortunately, by the time I realized this path, I no longer had enough strength to take that step. Gengar is not troubled by his lifespan, but After all, I am still a mortal body and delayed them."

Juzi sighed and patted Gengar on the shoulder. She knew very well that the reason why her old partner, who had polished all skills to the extreme, was stuck outside the threshold of legend was that as a trainer, she was already old and infirm. Because of decline.

Different from the wild state, when a Pokémon establishes a bond with its trainer, the two parties will become indistinguishable unless it is completely severed.

Between them, there is more than just a relationship between the command and the commanded. The strength of one of them will also feed back to the other. In the same way, the same is true for the weakness caused by old age.

Liu Bo of Johto, Genji of Hoenn, Adek of Unova, Kikuno of Sinnoh... all the old trainers are like this.

Even Juzi is not exempt from vulgarity. As the golden age goes away, the new level will completely bid farewell to her.

It is not only the decline in reaction speed caused by age, but also the constraints on their partners. Compared with young people who are full of indomitable energy, they have lost the ability to help their partners go further.

This is also her biggest regret and guilt in her lifelong pursuit of becoming the strongest.

But Gengar obviously doesn't see it that way.

"Geng Ga!"

After forcefully slapping Ju Zi's hand away, the purple fat man, who was always smiling, showed a long-lost angry look and looked at his trainer with a cold face.

This path was chosen not only by Juzi, but also by him and his partners who have been together day and night for decades. He has never regretted it, and has no regrets at all.

"Master, you..."

Philio opened his mouth, trying to persuade him, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Time is fair and ruthless. In this material world, no one can do without this topic.

"Haha...at my age, I don't need you to comfort me. What I said was wrong, but no Gengar can see it clearly."

With a carefree smile, the bitterness and sigh just now disappeared without a trace, and Juzi's expression was as cold and serious as when they first met.

"I haven't walked this road, and I can't see its end. It may not be suitable for you, but you can use it as part of your own path. What you want to know is a future that is stronger than a championship. Just to each his own path.”

"bang"

"Geng Ga!"

A heavy slap fell on Filio's back. Gengar quietly appeared behind him at some point, and the anger on his face was replaced by a smile again.

The corners of his mouth were curved and raised, and although the slap caused Philio pain, it still conveyed his excitement.

It was too late to walk out of the way, and it was most suitable for Filio and Dream Demon to take it out with his own hands.

"Are you saying that the legendary level requires a new path...?"

The pain from his back made Filio step out of the chaos and look at the books full of heroic words. He seemed to see the high-spirited Juzi from decades ago.

That genius trainer full of ideals who, together with Uncle Liu and Dr. Omu, explored the highest peak of trainers.

"Yes, but not entirely right. It's almost impossible to completely follow a path. Except for Red and his Bulbasaur, I haven't heard of anyone doing it."

A hint of a child's teachable smile flashed across his face. Juzi tapped the cane lightly and said:

"For you, that is still a long way away. Now you just need to move forward step by step. Don't waste your and these children's talents while you are young. By then, you will find that the so-called 'champion' It’s just a small starting point.”

Full of pride, he overflowed from his old body. He was obviously in the twilight of his life, but in front of the ideal he pursued, decades were just a snap of his fingers.

Although she will be confused, regretful, and disappointed, it will only be short-lived. Even if she can no longer overcome the peak in front of her, she is still the same Chrysanthemum with undiminished ambition.

"I have learned my lesson, Master."

"March!"

Philio and Dream Demon leaned forward at the same time, expressing their gratitude and admiration to Juzi and Gengar.

The threshold of the championship has just been crossed, and a brand new road, whether it is a bumpy single-plank bridge or a broad road, is already in front of us, pointing out the direction for the partners who have just embarked on a new starting point.

The mountains that stand tall in the eyes of the world are just the beginning of one mountain after another in the eyes of those who seek.

The legendary door opened a gap in front of him, revealing bits and pieces of brilliance that tickled people's hearts.

"Hmph, don't talk too much too early. The so-called geniuses who are stuck at this step are like crucian carp crossing the river. They are countless. Are you a genius in those people's opinion, or are you just a mediocre person? You have to go through this step. It takes one encounter to figure it out.”

After pouring a basin of ice water on Filio's head, Juzi stood up, poked the floor with her crutches, and strode out of the house.

"When you take care of things here, I will check your training results. The strength of those little guys is the same. Don't just look at useless things like the Four Heavenly Kings, look far away!"

The old man's figure disappeared, leaving only his words floating in the air.

"From a distance...you really think highly of me..."

It wasn't until the old man walked away and Filio stood there blankly, holding a book in his hand, that he smiled bitterly and murmured to himself.

"M... Qi?"

This time, even the dream demon was a bit unable to resist, showing the same expression as Filio, unable to laugh or cry.

They had just gained the strength of the Four Four Kings of the Alliance and were placed with new expectations, which could not help but bring pressure.

And before they noticed it, Chaomeng's figure had quietly appeared in the corner beside the bed, hiding his aura, and his cold eyes flashed with a warm light that was completely unreasonable.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, Chaomeng glanced out the window as if nothing had happened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a trace of the fluctuations in his super power.

"Gengar, is it too fast for him? He has just made a lot of progress, maybe it would be better with encouragement."

After walking out of the hospital, under the moonlight, Juzi raised her head, looked at Filio's ward on the third floor, and asked in a low voice.

"Geng Ga? Geng Ga!"

The little fat purple man emerged from the shadows with two big apples stuffed in his mouth. He swallowed it with great effort. He laughed and patted Juzi on the back, pushing her forward with a nonchalant expression.

Pokémon, whose minds are simpler than humans, are actually more sensitive in this regard.

It doesn't think there will be any problem with this.

Rather, after seeing the dream monster grow, it only has expectations in its heart.

"Geng~ga~!"

After fooling Ju Zi, the little fat man was in a good mood and felt that his stomach was not full yet, so he dug into his stomach and prepared to bring out some snacks.

"Geng Ga?"

However, after groping for a while, it found nothing.

"Geng Ga!"

Teacher Geng Gui, who did not believe in evil, dove into the shadow, and a sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" came from the darkness.

After a while, it finally came out dejectedly.

Juzi had long been accustomed to his lively temper and asked without looking back, "What's wrong?"

"Geng Ga..."

The aggrieved Gengar handed over a note.

There was a little grimace painted on it.

In its other hand, it held an empty biscuit bag that had been eaten.

<divclass="contentadv">No gentleman takes revenge after ten years. The little dream demon's revenge comes quickly and accurately. ,

As the saying goes, a young man is better than a young man. Teacher Geng Gui, who had just given the little dream demon a little shadow shock not long ago, has now been taught a solid lesson, and he has experienced the bitterness of the Yangtze River where the waves behind push the waves ahead.

"Hahaha...it's really yours!"

Looking at the shriveled old man, Ju Zi endured it for a moment, burst out with a rare hearty laugh, her steps became a little brisk, and disappeared into the deep night alley.

Now, she was completely relieved.

The growth rate of her disciples is faster than the limit she imagined.

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"Oh... Master is gone, the concert is over, and Little Cucumber has probably gone back. There is nothing to do. Why not say hello to Nazi and go to bed early... Oh, I really want to go there..."

After seeing off Kikuko, the bored Filio stretched out his body and leaned lazily on the sofa, holding Taiyang Eevee and Big Mouth Baby who ran out to act coquettishly as soon as they finished their business, and began to feel sleepy. gush.

The bright moon is hanging high, the cold wind is blowing outside the window, but the house is warm and cozy, and it is indeed time to go to bed.

But tonight seemed destined to be an eventful night. When he was trying to use the facial cleanser on the big-mouthed baby, a "dang-dang-dang" sound came from outside the bathroom.

When he poked his head out, he saw the trio of Team Rocket laughing.

It's just that... they don't seem to be very good at walking through the front door. Instead, they once again started their old business of sliding doors, picking locks, and climbing into windows. They hung a few safety locks outside the window.

"...It must be an illusion."

Filio, whose mouth was still full of toothpaste foam, said vaguely, and turned around to go back to wash up.

"March!"

"Buy~"

"Qiduo~!"

The three neat little ones also decided to turn a blind eye to the trio.

"cadre! cadre! Open the door, cadre meow!"

Seeing that Filio turned around and was about to leave, Miao Miao, who couldn't hold his breath, began to dance and tap on the glass, and the image recognition drew his attention. Musashi and Kojiro beside him also started to make a noise.

"Lanka?"

In the room, the Ankylosaurus, who was playing with his fitness equipment, raised his head blankly, looked out the window at the strange combination of performance art, and looked doubtfully at the big brother Emperor Nabo beside him.

"…Enpei."

Looking out the window and then into the bathroom, Emperor Nabo couldn't laugh or cry. With one hand, he held down the wind fairy who was about to launch a prank on the trio. With the other hand, he patted the staff-tailed scale dragon's head. He stood up and walked to the window. forward.

"Tell me, I asked you to come back to me after you're done. Why did it take so long?"

After washing up, looking at the three people sitting in a row like primary school students, Filio sat down on the sofa and gently stroked Taiyang Eevee's soft hair. His face showed no emotion or anger, and his tone was calm. , but made the trio nervous.

"Gang gan gan...cadre, we had a little...a little accident!"

The shrewd Musashi did not dare to be presumptuous at this time, and stammered with a flattering smile.

"The little accident... does it mean that after the battle, you attack Pikachu again, and then get blown away by that kid from Zhenxin Town to who knows where?"

Philio raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, half-smiling, with a hint of sarcasm.

"We...I..."

Kojiro was speechless and was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He was just as at a loss as he was when he saw Sakaki last time when he went back to the headquarters to report on his work.

"Forget it, it's excusable. That Pikachu is really good, although Sakaki probably won't be interested." Seeing that the trio was almost trained, Filio also calmed down his momentum and showed his boy-next-door sunshine again. Smiling, he walked up to the three of them and said with praise, "This time, you have made a great contribution. I have seen the hot air balloon incident. So, I will forget about being late, but... …It won’t happen again.”

"What the cadre means...has he made a meritorious service?"

"Promotion?"

"Salary increase?"

"What a great feeling!"

Completely ignoring and forgetting the first half of Philio's words in an almost causal manner, the trio only heard the extremely sweet "has made a great contribution" in their ears, and their eyes immediately flashed with the image of gold coins. The pattern, even the saliva is about to overflow from the corners of the mouth.

It wasn't until Philio cleared his throat that they recovered from the surprise and sat upright.

"As for your reward..." Filio lengthened his voice slightly to whet the appetites of the three of them. When three pairs of eyes stared directly at him, he changed the subject and asked softly, " Are you interested in becoming my direct subordinate? It just so happens that I still have some things that you need to do here."

"Directly?"

"Subordinates?!"

"We are willing to meow!"

First they were shocked, and then they were ecstatic. The trio, who had long been reduced to a free-range team that their grandma didn't care for and their uncle didn't love because of their incompetence in doing things, saw that a cadre like Filio who had obtained the highest authority at a young age was willing to accept them. He suddenly showed an extremely horrifying expression of excitement.

If it weren't for the big-mouthed kid who was eyeing him, they would have jumped on Filio on the spot to show their loyalty.

"Well...as for the treatment, I will ask Zhenniao for you. She should be a very generous person."

Although he was a little surprised by the exaggerated behavior of the Rockets trio, who was full of snot and tears, Filio, who had a good impression of these three living treasures, decided to pretend not to see it, crossed his legs, and pretended that nothing happened. .

"Watermelon skin glasses girl?" Kojiro was surprised.

"A very generous person?" Musashi doubted his life.

"cadre, are you kidding, meow?" meow blurted out.

"Isn't it? I remember that this little secretary was quite easy to talk to."

Philio tilted his head and looked at the little dream demon. After getting a positive reply from his partner, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number he had contacted not long ago.

"Du...du...Mr. Philio, I am a real bird. What are your orders?"

However, after a few rings, the cold voice of the real bird came from the other end of the phone, with a touch of kindness and... attentiveness that the trio had never experienced before?

"You should know what happened in Baiyang Town. Musashi, Kojiro and Miaomiao made a lot of contributions in this incident, and they are easy to use. I will let them work for me later. As for the level and treatment, I I also recommend improving it a bit, do you have any questions?”

Philio had long been accustomed to it and ordered his little secretary around casually.

"Musashi, Kojiro, Meowth? They...oh, they seem to be operating in Sinnoh now. Don't worry, they don't have direct cadres now. I can handle the procedures for you right away...Hey, what are their identities... Ah! Mr. Sakaki, why did you come here in person?!"

Amidst the sound of typing on the keyboard, the capable little secretary finished everything in three clicks. He was about to talk about promotion and salary increase. Before he could finish his words, he blurted out an exclamation and dropped his cell phone to the ground. The loud sound made Filio tremble all over.

When the call was connected again, the voice on the other side had become an extremely familiar, slightly hoarse baritone.

"I can give you a call. It seems that these three guys did a good job. I'll do as you wish."

Sakaki's tone was as calm as ever, but Filio could hear some subtle differences. It seemed that this trio of living treasures still had some unusual value - at least not within the Rockets. Completely stock them.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Philio suddenly remembered something and smiled enigmatically.

"The cadre's expression... looks a bit scary, nya."

After gently poking the sides of Musashi and Kojiro, Miaomiao felt a little chilly all over. When he looked up, he saw that the two partners looked even worse than himself, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"Thank you very much, Boss Sakaki. Can I meet you for a drink in Kandu? You were too hasty last time at Silver Mountain." The three of them were muttering to each other. Filio didn't pay attention, but just didn't notice. A tease from the outside caused Sakaki to be silent for a long time on the other side.

From high-spirited to disgraced, still with a powerful legendary Pokémon, this is a dark history that may be talked about for a lifetime.

And with Philio's temper, the word "maybe" could theoretically be crossed out.

The tragic defeat on Baiyin Mountain was still witnessed by the younger generation whom he valued. Even a broad-minded man like him was a little embarrassed.

After a long time, and no one knows what kind of ideological struggle he went through, Sakaki finally forced his voice down and said: "Then let's wait until you come over. If you have any questions, just ask Shinori, she will cooperate with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, with a hint of fleeing, Sakaki pulled away and the heavy footsteps gradually faded away.

It wasn't until Sakaki's voice completely disappeared that Shinori timidly took back the phone and reported in a low voice the identity adjustment of the Rocket trio.

With Sakaki's personal order, everything went smoothly. In just a few minutes, the trio changed from "savage team" to "direct subordinates of the highest cadre", achieving an N-level jump in status - although, This change is based on their identities being completely erased from the Rockets' public profile.

After all, from beginning to end, Philio never agreed to the request to "join Team Rocket".

However, neither he, Shintori, nor Sakaki had any intention of telling the trio about such a small deviation.

Just think of it as a wonderful misunderstanding, which is not bad sometimes.

"Your rewards have been received. Next, it's time to talk about the follow-up work."

Hanging up the phone, silently calculating the time in Kanto at this time, sighing at the inhumanity of the little secretary's work mode of white plus black, five plus two, Filio put down the phone and looked condescendingly at the trio who were still immersed in joy. .

"Cadres, we will go through fire and water!"

Musashi was the first to jump out to express his loyalty, followed closely by Kojiro and Meow Meow who shouted "Me too". Even Guoran, who was rarely honest for a while, couldn't bear the loneliness and fought out of the elf ball to form Familiar four-player mode.

After all, what he saw on the TV and computer was completely different from what he saw with his own eyes. The exaggerated expressions and movements brought Philio back to his past memories, making him feel a little nostalgic for the past in a daze, but it was only for a moment.

Blinking lightly to hide his fluctuating eyes, he cleared his throat and returned to his previous demeanor: "Don't be too nervous. I'm not a very strict person. If you want to catch that Pikachu to Sakaki, I won't stop you. , Just do the things I assigned you well. It just so happens that these two things don't conflict with you."

"Cadre, what do you mean...let us capture the little devil directly for you?"

Kojiro held his chin and said something so shocking that Filio almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You really dare to think..." He grinned, thinking about the comparison of the combat power of the super newcomers and the trio, and he had a deeper understanding of the level of confidence of these three guys, and sighed, " I won’t let you do such a stupid thing. What you have to do is very simple. Follow that kid from Zhenxin Town and notify me as soon as you encounter any special situation. It’s that simple.”

As he spoke, he took out the special communicator he had prepared and threw it to Meow Meow, the only one who understood technology.

"Leave it to you, Meow Meow. Remember, you are the elites of Team Rocket. Don't embarrass me." Meow Meow's bright eyes made Filio smile, his tone was a little lazy, and he waved casually. Seeing off guests, "Go back and rest now, it's getting late."

"Go to the front door."

"Ah, I'm used to it..."

Putting down their legs from the window sill, Musashi and Kojiro grinned awkwardly and left from the door dejectedly.

This may be one of their rare experiences of leaving a hospital in a fair and honest manner without any need for disguise.

It wasn't until he returned to the crude stronghold that had been set up at an unknown time that Miao Miao, who had been holding the communicator tightly in his hand, suddenly discovered something unusual with the help of the dim light.

"This sign...isn't this the alliance's exclusive communicator?"

"It turns out that the cadre..."

"...is the boss a high-level spy buried in the alliance?"

The three of them looked at each other and saw the same sudden realization.

"Snapped"

With fists and palms, the three of them spoke in unison.

"As expected of a cadre!"

In the tree holes on the outskirts, strange thoughts began to spread.

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"This form...heh, what kind of false bond and friendship is it? It's stupid, extremely stupid."

In Carlos, a mediocre eastern town close to boundless mountains and forests, a lean and tall man in black stood alone by the street, holding a just-released newspaper in his hand, his tone full of disdain.

The thin body is full of weakness caused by disease and injury. Even if the face cannot be seen clearly under the cover of the black veil, one can still feel the stagnation from the inside out.

Except for those still sharp eyes.

After months of silence, the man in black, who no longer allowed any of his subordinates to accompany him, appeared again. This time, he came to Kalos.

From the newspaper, he saw the battle in Baiyang Town after losing most of his intelligence sources.

The front page headlines are close-up photos taken by journalists who risk their lives to take their responsibilities even when disaster strikes.

In the corner of the photo, in an inconspicuous position, the dark figure suddenly made the man in black feel complicated.

anger?Ridicule?Resentment?disdain?Or...regret?

The unspeakable emotions caused the surrounding passers-by to distance themselves further, and a radius of more than ten meters became almost a no-man's land.

"It's really disgusting to give up the most important power to pursue some stupid bond, love, and emotion!"

His pale fingers clenched hard, pulling out wrinkles from the newspaper. He gritted his teeth but could only roar at a low volume, like a beast trapped in a crisis, licking its wounds while showing hostility indiscriminately.

"His-"

With a heart-breaking sound, the burdensome newspaper was split into two halves and slowly fell to the ground, while the man in black walked away without any worries.

"Xerneas...the god of life...even without that red-feathered bird, it is enough..."

The whispers he muttered were blown away in the wind, and no one knew it. The only response to him was the silence of the elf ball on his waist and the looks of the people around him looking at the freak.

In this quiet border town, at a time when everyone is preparing to celebrate the arrival of the new year, the gloomy tall man seems incompatible with everything around him.

Some enthusiastic citizens with high vigilance even quietly took out their mobile phones and pressed the alarm call.

But by the time Miss Junsha, who was on duty in the town, rushed to the scene, everything had disappeared, including the broken newspapers.

There was no trace, the man in black seemed to have evaporated from the world.