Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

—Millardon.

However, compared to the imposing and domineering figure one might have imagined from the two giant beasts, the figure in the eye resembled a timid cat with drooping eyelashes, begging for food.

Chapter 167 The Dragon Ruling the Future and Pampering

Peeking at the lizard beast outside the window out of the corner of her eye, Nan Yin never imagined that she would so easily encounter the magnificent creature that had broken through the floodgates in her memory.

Following the other person's gaze, she roughly understood why this big guy had come.

Is the bouillet made with a secret seasoning?

As he lifted the tray, the force he exerted with his elbow caused his gaze to rise and fall.

really.

No longer constraining the senses, with just a side glance, illusory words fade into view, making the information from the former concrete one by one.

[Individual: Millerton; Gender: None]

[Type: Electric, Dragon; Category: Paradox Pokémon]

[Ability: Hadron Engine. When a Pokémon with this ability enters the field, it sets up Electric Terrain, which lasts for 5 turns. While the terrain is Electric Terrain, its Special Attack is increased by 1/3.]

[Personality: Introverted; Taijing Attribute: Dragon]

Her pupils narrowed, and after confirming that what she saw was correct, Nan Yin's heart couldn't help but ripple.

If the unusual appearance can explain the special nature of that figure, then the ability to change the celestial phenomena and strengthen itself is enough to fully prove its power.

For countless generations, only the three legendary figures of Hoenn have stood at the pinnacle, dominating the highest peak of battle. They are unique and have formed a system, and this powerful confidence undoubtedly stems from their earth-shattering power upon their debut.

Recalling the records in the Book of Crimson and Purple, those spirits with unusual forms were all called paradoxical Pokémon, but the primitive and metal-constructed science fiction with scales and feathers roughly divided them into past and future forms.

Incorporating prior speculations, a conclusion naturally emerged in my mind—the Pokémon in the masterpiece Milton should be a legend symbolizing the future.

The moment she deduced this possibility, the girl felt she had found the right answer.

Looking around, she saw that none of her friends had noticed the lizard-like creature hiding in the bushes, so she briefly gave up the idea of ​​making contact with it.

The keenness of one's mental power is enough to capture the traces left behind. Even if one misses it for a moment, one can still trace back to its source and find its whereabouts.

Turning my gaze away, I removed the heat-resistant gloves. Half an hour of baking was just enough to make the cake dough fluffy and fragrant.

"This portion of the bouillet with the secret seasoning is for the children; I baked extra for everyone else."

She took out the extra mousse she had specially made from the oven. Although humans could eat the food of elves, she used it all on her child because of the limited amount of seasoning.

"Auntie, Nan Yin is so thoughtful~"

Taking the pastry, she chewed it in small bites. As her lips and teeth moved, the soft texture and the sweet and sour aroma gradually blended together, causing Nemo to relax her eyebrows and unconsciously murmur aloud.

“…Amazing.”

With her hands clenched tightly, she and her Eevee held the snack together, their cheeks puffed out like hamsters. Peony's throat was already moistened by the sweetness, leaving only a few murmurs.

"I just often cook at the stove on weekdays."

Hearing the praises of the group, and recalling the days when she and the little beasts worked together, the girl, though outwardly calm, was secretly pleased.

Then, bending down, he handed the cut cake to Tianxi. With limited seasoning left, it was undoubtedly difficult to satisfy the palates of so many children at once.

Fortunately, she had reserved a section of rhizome in advance. All she needed to do was plant it in the omnipotent spiritual field to harvest an inexhaustible supply of the secret sour seasoning for daily cultivation and tasting.

"Thank you, Nanyin~"

Lifting her skirt and giving a slight bow, the pink-diamond princess raised her eyebrows, revealing her clear, bright red eyes.

Although it was a bit too much for the other children, the girl's favoritism did make it feel happy, and the blush on its face couldn't contain its joy.

Instead of eagerly enjoying the dish, it simply leaped onto the chair, quietly leaned against Nan Yin, and exchanged a smile.

Without the need for verbal exchanges, tacit understanding and intimacy are conveyed without words.

The classroom clock ticked slowly, and a refreshing sour taste filled the air.

The so-called secret seasonings may not actually be extremely spicy. For example, the spicy seasoning may not be extremely spicy, and the sweet seasoning may not be extremely sweet.

However, in terms of the corresponding flavor, whether spicy or sour, the taster will definitely notice its flavor and can clearly feel its uniqueness.

Just like now, as actions and thoughts go hand in hand, even though the slightly astringent sourness continues to spread in the mouth, when the cream covering it melts and caring words enter the ear, the sweetness overwhelms the occasional astringency, giving each other a satisfying experience.

"...a wonderful aroma and excellent appearance."

Not only the people present, but also the wafting fragrance attracted other visitors.

Sniffing the unique, slightly sour scent, the tall, strong man expressed his heartfelt feelings.

"It's rare for someone to use this classroom, and I'm really lucky to see such pastries."

“No, I must thank you for your generous help, Professor Savaro.”

She greeted the other softly, and then lowered her fingertips to smooth down Eevee's ruffled fur.

"I recently found a rare ingredient, so I decided to borrow this classroom for a while."

As the preface suggests, the visitor was none other than the home economics teacher, Savaro.

Previously, when Nan Yin was strolling around the college with Principal Claver, Savaro happened to be out of his office. However, several days into the semester, she still managed to run into him a few times while walking on campus.

On the other hand, the teachers were equally impressed by the girl who had suddenly joined the academy.

After all, to achieve so many honors at this age, and even to become a traditional superstar, is beyond what can be described simply as exceptional talent.

"Haha, Teacher Nanyin, there's no need to be so respectful. Kitchenware loses its meaning if no one uses it."

He took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket and carefully wiped away the dust and grime from the stove. Every move he made revealed his care for the utensils.

"Our classes are finished for today. Please feel free to use the classroom if you wish. I hope my arrival did not disturb your baking just now."

"How could that be? I should be the one asking you for advice."

Taking advantage of this chance encounter, Nanyin chatted casually with Savaro, exchanging skills and everyday conversation.

Admittedly, I am the youngest teacher in the college, and I often attract the attention of students when I walk around the college. But the robust gentleman in front of me has the same contradictory characteristics.

Yes, Savaro's personality is not as fierce as she looks. On the contrary, she is exceptionally delicate and gentle, which is certainly not in line with the public's first impression. However, after the girl talked to her about various dishes, she immediately regarded her as a close friend and did not care about the age difference between them.

After all, there is no order of precedence in learning; those who are accomplished are teachers.

Of course, that's what they say, but when such a figure suddenly appears in the surroundings, almost no one would remain unmoved.

"—Teacher Savaro!"

He was examining the quality of the bouillet, but a glance back nearly startled Pipa. Fortunately, Savaro had noticed and reached out to steady the increasingly tilted tray.

"Don't waste this rare delicacy, Pipa."

"Yes Yes......"

A lump formed in his throat, and the boy's voice became stammered.

He didn't blame himself for being timid about appearances. Since the beginning of this semester, he had hardly taught any classes, had little interaction with students, let alone actively sought out teachers to teach him.

It can be said that, aside from the due respect, Pipa could only form an impression based on the most superficial appearance and temperament, and try to figure out the other person's temperament and style. In this respect, the robust Salvador was definitely one of the teachers he feared the most.

However, before he could react, the teacher's gaze was fixed on the bouillet.

"Is it a specialty of the Carlos region? It has quite a unique flavor, but as a dessert, it seems a bit too sour."

Having detected the unusual aroma, Savaro searched his mind for materials that could produce a similar effect, but after much thought, he could not find any comparable examples.

"Could it be that the main ingredient for this dessert is not recorded in the textbook?"

The man subconsciously considered this possibility and was about to ask a question when he saw the worried look on the boy's face.

Although he was very curious about the unknown ingredients and quite concerned about how the bouillet tasted, Savaro suppressed his desires once he learned of his students' concerns.

"Although we love sweets and would love to try Teacher Nanyin's cooking, let's give you all a chance to enjoy this unique flavor."

After a slightly awkward change of topic, Savaro raised the corners of his mouth and laughed loudly at Nanyin.

"However, Teacher Nanyin, next time we meet, you must tell us in detail how it is made and how it tastes."

"That's natural."

Upon receiving this reply, the robust man turned and left without hesitation.

Savaro was naturally aware of the rental of Nanyin and had come because of the commotion in the home economics classroom. However, noticing the subtle expressions on the faces of the group, the perceptive Savaro realized that the share of the raw material was not large.

As a teacher, he shouldn't force others to do things against their will or spoil the students' enjoyment. So, even though he loves desserts, he doesn't want to take away others' chance to enjoy sweetness.

After this brief greeting, Nan Yin also took the arm of her friend and bid farewell to the young men and women she admired.

Even after leaving the scorching desert, the hot wind that had bathed her that morning still left the girl drenched in sweat, making her clothes and skin sticky and damp, not to mention the sand mixed in with them.

This was not a pleasant experience, and she had wanted to take a bath first. Moreover, once she left the room, avoided the eyes and ears of others, and came to a secluded corner, the blue-purple lizard no longer hid, but simply lowered its head and pitifully nuzzled up in front of her.

"......Ah! Ahhh. ┭┮﹏┭┮"

Chapter 168 Subduing Milton

"This Pokémon?"

She couldn't help but murmur a strange sound, and when she caught sight of the lizard that had suddenly appeared, a look of astonishment flashed across Korni's eyes.

Even though she had witnessed the legendary figure's heroic appearance with her friends, the mechanical creation before her, surrounded by lightning and covered in armor, was truly beyond her imagination.

However, unlike her surprise, Nan Yin seemed to have expected this, and leaned forward to present the pastries she had just received.

"Do you want this Bouquet?"

"Ah! Ah!"

The pixelated pupils blinked incessantly, and with each word and action of the girl, Millerton's gaze was completely drawn to Beaufort.

"really."

She understood immediately. She had noticed this big guy earlier in the home economics classroom, so she knew what he was thinking.

However, Nan Yin never expected that the other party would relentlessly chase after them after their separation, nor did she expect it to be begging in such a pitiful manner.

Looking around, the appearance of the paradoxical species in the densely populated academy was not a good thing.

After all, the girl knew very little about the elf before her, let alone its life story and temperament. She only knew that it symbolized the future, and even with the protection of the white dragon, it was hard to say that she was completely safe in the face of a legendary figure standing at the pinnacle.

Just as she was feeling worried, a slight itch came over her. Looking closely, she saw that the huge lizard had actually lowered its body, lowered its sharp horns, and gently rubbed its forehead against its palm.

Noticing Nan Yin's gaze, the big guy's face turned somewhat human and ingratiating.

Unlike a powerful and majestic dragon, this was clearly a timid and cowardly big cat, even—

"Buy?"

The moment Eevee approached, its body trembled slightly, as if it were about to retreat.

"Pfft."

Amused by the contrast between her outward appearance and inner self, Nan Yin slightly raised the corners of her lips and laughed heartily.

When did the legends of the new generation fade into obscurity and become such cloying big kids?

With their guard down, the bouillet, not an extraordinary dish, seemed to indicate that the other party was after the secret seasoning that was the main ingredient.

He handed over the remaining pastries to the other person without being overly stingy, since the big cat had begged him so much.

Moreover, she had already planted the roots of sour seasoning in the omnipotent spiritual field, hoping to harvest it in future cycles.

"Ah-gas?"

Perhaps even Milton himself didn't expect to get such a delicacy so easily, so he stood there stunned for a long time before casually picking up half a piece of bouillet, chewing it occasionally and glancing at the girl's face, like a bird startled by a bow.

Only when the refreshing sour taste mixed with the sweet and mellow milk flavor fills the mouth does it gradually lose its sensitivity and develop a touch of intimacy in its call.

At the same moment, as the pastries were consumed, the electric light swirling around the lizard beast's forehead grew even brighter, and even the force it unleashed far surpassed what it had before.

Judging from the appearance, the secret sour seasoning must have benefited it greatly.

"Are you all full now, everyone?"

Nanyin watched Milerton with great interest, always harboring a strong desire to explore the legends of the region and the unknown spirits.

As Master Fu said, her experiences and practices will fill in the gaps in the illustrated guide, enrich the originally barren knowledge, and go further and further on the path of cultivation and training.