Mind Master of the Elf World

Chapter 34 N
Unova area.

The dark night sky, accompanied by mist, always carries a hint of coldness and eeriness, as if it conceals some great secret. At this moment, the thunderous lightning that flashes by seems more like a messenger piercing the darkness, carrying a sacred goal and mission.

Suddenly, a beam of white light flashed across the sky, like a sharp sword slashing down.

At the end of the flashing lightning, a figure appeared faintly, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, seemingly dispelling all the darkness. But as the lightning dissipated, what followed was an even more endless darkness, followed by silken rain and howling cold wind, which wove together with the dark night sky into a huge, impenetrable net.

The castle's dome cast a shadow, sharp as a sword, which fell upon a boy.

He sat reclining on the railing at the top of the castle, his long, emerald-green hair swaying in the wind beneath his baseball cap. He wore a beige short-sleeved shirt and had a Rubik's Cube hanging from his waist.

The howling cold wind blew against him, and fine raindrops clung to his face. He pulled his hat down, and his listless, calm eyes gazed into the boundless distance.

"Woo~~"

Perhaps because of the cold wind, or perhaps because of the rain, the Growlithe that was curled up next to him stood up and moved closer to him, bringing him a little warmth.

The boy's gaze gradually focused, and sensing the worry of his companion, he revealed a serene smile and gently stroked the Arcanine.

"Woo——"

The boy's response made the Gyrogoa very happy. It leaned in and licked the boy's cheek, which earned it an even warmer smile from the boy.

Holding the Gyro Dog, the boy looked down and saw his phone lying to the side.

Even if you don't say it, I will still do it.

But
"A hero, huh?"

A light, like the stars in the night sky, shone in the boy's green eyes.

At this time.

"N, it's time to learn etiquette."

A deep, resonant voice came from inside the castle.

"woo"

Arcanine seemed to sense N's inner resistance and let out a low whimper.

But N simply patted it lightly, indicating that he was alright. However, he himself did not notice that his eyes, which should have been as bright as the starry sky, dimmed again, like a stagnant pool.

"coming."

Hoenn region, LavaCity.

Because the incident at Chimney Mountain last night was stopped in time, not many people know about it. Although Du Juan notified the teachers accompanying her from the academy, it was only known to a few people, including Du Fu.

So the autumn outing on the second day proceeded as planned.

With a large number of students, each class was assigned to a different area of ​​Chimney Mountain for outdoor exploration.

As for Class 1 of the first year of the combat department, since it is the strongest class in terms of strength, the area assigned to it is also the most "dangerous" place.

Of course, the so-called "adventure" was not very dangerous under the teacher's protection, and it really seemed like just an autumn outing.

However, the academy's original intention was to let the students get used to the wild environment first. The subsequent expeditions were the real opportunities for these students to adapt to the wilderness.

On a hillside halfway up Chimney Mountain, Class 1 of the first year of the Combat Department was resting.

Because there was no pressure, the students sat in groups of three or four, chatting and laughing, appearing very relaxed.

Jinghe sat on a rock, looking helplessly at the Gastly in front of her.

“I told you, it was Miss Joey who removed it with the equipment. If something like the ‘Poisonous Orb’ isn’t removed with equipment, it will only cause secondary damage to the Fire-Breathing Camel.”

Jinghe also emphasized the word "true".

"Kou Jie?"

Gastly tilted its head, glanced at him, and looked completely disbelieving.

Why did you throw away your gloves yesterday?
"Shouldn't the gloves that were used to handle the 'Poisonous Pearl' be thrown away?" Jing He countered.

Gastly hesitated.

"Kou Jie?"

really?

"Then give it to me, and I'll return it to Daigo."

He snorted as he looked at Jing He's outstretched hand.

No matter where it came from, I've licked it, so it's mine!
Gastly held its head high, looking defiant.

Seeing this, Jing He smiled slightly. "Alright, next time I'll get you some 'black sludge'."

"Classmates, let's have a match!"

At that moment, a somewhat immature-looking boy stood up, holding a Poké Ball, and made a loud suggestion.

Surprisingly, some people actually responded.

Thus began a fierce intra-class battle.

"Teacher Jinghe."

At the same time, Aysa, who was always warlike, walked over.

"Ok?"

Looking up, he saw her, somewhat hesitant, finally gritting her teeth and quickly shoving a thin-looking book into his hands before running away.

"This is what my grandfather asked me to give you, as a thank-you gift."

"Kou Jie?"

Gastly leaned its head closer.

"Experiences with Will-o'-the-Wisp"

Is this for me too?
Thinking of this, Gastly stuck out its tongue.

"Stop!" Jing He called out in time, "This is a book, not food, and it's certainly not a 'poisonous pearl'."

Fortunately, he pulled away in time, thus avoiding being "contaminated" by Gastly.

Gastly chuckled a few times.

I just wanted to taste it to see if it was salty enough. I just wanted to see if it was real or fake.

Jinghe rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and opened the book to browse through it briefly.

These handwritten notes are different from "move loggers." They contain the trainer's and Pokémon's insights and understanding of a move. How much can be learned from them depends on the trainer's and Pokémon's comprehension.

Aysa's grandfather, Mura, was a former Fire-type Elite Four member of the Hoenn region. His expertise in training Fire-type Pokémon is among the best in the entire Pokémon world.

"Will-o'-the-Wisp" is also a fire-type move, and Mura's understanding and knowledge of this move is definitely much deeper than Jinghe's and Gastly's.

Turn to the first page of the book.

"Will-o'-the-wisps are still fire, but rather than calling them 'will-o'-the-wisps,' it would be more accurate to call them 'ghost fire.'"

"The tail hairs of the Nine-Tailed Fox, the wick flame of the Chandelier Spirit, and the bone powder of the Crackling ...

Looking at these materials, Jing He's forehead creased with worry.

According to the tips, having these materials can help Pokémon better master the move "Will-O-Wisp".

But as I watched, it seemed to be drifting further and further away from the "right path".

Especially the last one.

The X-sac of the Flame Queen Lizard!
Is this really a serious personal reflection?
Has the old man tried it?

However, Gastly on the side watched with shining eyes, looking eager to try.

Jinghe quickly flipped over.

Fortunately, things gradually returned to normal, and he shared some tips and experiences on using "Will-o'-the-Wisp" in Pokémon, which he found quite helpful.

After quickly reviewing it, he gained a new understanding of how to train Gastly to use Will-O-Wisp.

'Once this phase of training is over, I might be able to take Gastly to the League to register as a trainer.'

As Jinghe was thinking this, she looked up and heard it.

"Armored Bird, wing attack!"

A scaly bird clad in silver armor swept through the air, its bright white wings grazing its opponent and sending it flying.

I didn't expect Daigo to join in too.

However, with his strength, winning first place should be quite easy even in the first year of the combat department.

Just
Jing He narrowed her eyes.

"It's a bit of a 'waste' for Skarmory to fight like this, given that it has mastered all these moves."

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