Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

early morning.

In Songping's yard, the fire in the villa had been extinguished, leaving only a pile of unrecognizable ruins.

The once exquisite courtyard had long since fallen into disrepair. The fierce battle had turned the place upside down. Trees had fallen, sculptures had been destroyed, fountains were shooting out of control, and the ground was littered with the remains of people and Pokémon...

At this time, half an hour had passed since Feng left. Not only Xiaoyu's team of investigators, but also police officers, Miss Joy, the Squirtle Fire Brigade, and even Chief Miyano came in person.

This involves the attack on the new deputy captain of the investigation team, but the nature of the attack is completely different from those on civilians before. This is already a major incident, and the top leaders of the alliance are taking it very seriously.

Investigators and police officers were searching for traces of the murderer, sending out Grunts and Grunts to try to find any remaining scent on the scene.

Miss Joy and the doctors worked hard to treat the injured people and Pokémon, but they could only reluctantly cover the dead with white cloth.

The most eye-catching thing was the Squirtle Fire Brigade in the city. They were well-trained and worked in perfect harmony. They had a clear division of labor on where firefighting was needed, and they controlled the spreading fire in a short time and then completely extinguished the fire.

As for Commander Miyano...

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?!"

In a corner of the scene, Commander Miyano was standing with his hands on his hips, lecturing his sister. A Lucario stood beside her like a guard, his eyes fixed on Xiaoyu with a strange look.

Few people stayed nearby, and everyone else wisely stayed away, leaving the powerful sisters some space of their own.

"Sister, I...I was wrong. I didn't expect things to be so serious."

Xiaoyu lowered her head and said a little aggrievedly, "Besides, isn't Matsudaira confirmed dead yet? Maybe there's still hope..."

"You!"

When Miyano heard Xiaoyu's words, he clenched his fist and wanted to hit this silly sister on the head.

Even if Matsudaira didn't die, this incident has already caused a bad impact. The investigator who should have been present has not arrived yet. Everyone will focus their attention on them, and Xiaoyu, as the captain, cannot escape blame.

But... Miyano saw his sister's pitiful appearance with her neck shrunk like a little animal, so he sighed, softened his heart, and put down his hand.

Their parents were both investigators, and both died during a mission.

Xiaoyu was still young at that time, and it was Miyano who raised her. He loved his only relative to the extreme, basically responding to her every request, and he would not scold her even if she made a mistake.

"Well, don't worry about this matter. I will explain the situation to the commander."

Miyano sighed, then gently straightened Xiaoyu's wrinkled clothes and stroked her hair.

"Sister, wuwuwu..."

Xiaoyu was so moved that she burst into tears and threw herself into Miyano's arms.

She felt extremely remorseful and guilty, as if her heart was being cut by a knife, but there was nothing she could do. After being controlled by spiritual power, her thoughts and actions were no longer completely under her control.

"It's this shadow again..."

Miyano hugged Xiaoyu, and his hatred towards Feng deepened.

By questioning some survivors, she learned that the Pokémon of the three main attackers were Aegisblade, Boswell, and Solevil, which were obviously Shadow, Silverface, and Earl of the assassination team.

After comforting Xiaoyu a few more words, Miyano took her to reunite with the others.

Looking at the corpses covered with white cloth before him, Miyano frowned slightly, thinking in his heart: "I must find a way to get rid of him, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the superiors, and Xiaoyu may not be able to make any further progress."

She pieced together all the clues related to the shadow in her mind, and suddenly felt as if she had grasped something, but in the instant she did, she found nothing...

"Ah, at this time, if only Liang Yi were still here..."

Miyano missed that talented young man a little.

In the past, countless cunning and brutal criminals were defeated by his wisdom and strategy. His existence gave "brains" to most investigators who were only good at using force. He was a rare talent.

It’s a pity that the memory can only become a mourning now.

At this moment, Miyano, who was at a loss, suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.

Looking back, she saw Lucario, who had been beside her the entire time. He was looking at Xiaoyu solemnly, his eyes emitting a gentle wave of light...

……

In the morning, at the trainer school.

In the spacious and bright classroom, sunlight shines through the tall windows onto the desks and students' faces, creating mottled light and shadows.

The students were doing all kinds of things downstairs: listening to lectures, sleeping, playing Pokémon, reading novels... Everyone seemed to be the protagonist of the class, radiating light.

On the podium, a somewhat bald teacher looked at the textbook and wrote a test question on the blackboard. He said, "Well, Aoki-san, please answer this question."

"..."

However, no one answered from below.

The students were quiet for a moment, then began to whisper, looking towards a place at the back of the classroom with expressions as if they were watching a show. Some of them even covered their mouths and laughed, as if waiting to see someone make a fool of themselves.

"Aoki-san?"

The teacher turned around and saw clearly, then he understood what was going on. He slapped the blackboard hard, frowned, and shouted, "Aoki-san! Class is in session now, wake up and answer the question!"

"Aoki-san, wake up..."

Rino, who was sitting on Feng's left, poked Feng's arm with a pen and reminded him in a low voice.

"Flower! Flower!"

Shuttlecock Flower also flew over and gently shook the wind fairy who was sleeping next to Feng, trying to wake it up.

"Uh... um...?"

Feng opened his eyes drowsily, his head still feeling a little dizzy.

But when he saw the teacher glaring at him from the podium, and the students around him snickering at him, he suddenly came to his senses and immediately stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, teacher."

His "task" yesterday and the subsequent processing took too long, resulting in lack of sleep, and he fell asleep in class without realizing it.

At the same time, Feng looked at the sleepy Ma'la and the wind fairy with a blaming look. These two didn't even remind him that they fell asleep. He had clearly told them to listen to the class carefully... Just wait and see how he will deal with them after class.

"Clap"

The teacher looked at Feng who was not paying attention in class, patted the blackboard again, and said seriously, "The promotion exam will be in two days. Why are you still slacking off? You should know that this exam is different from the previous ones!"

"Different? What's different about the teacher?" a classmate asked from the audience.

"Yes, could it be that the exam format has changed?" another person said.

Hearing the students' questions, the teacher put down the textbook in his hand and said to the students, "If you can get first place in the grade in the promotion exam, you will represent the school to participate in the exchange competitions in various gyms."