Master Craftsman of the Elven World

Chapter 299 The Legendary Hero

Members of Team Plasma, dressed in silver uniforms, stood guard in front of the Tower of Heaven, while more members entered the interior of the Tower of Heaven.

"We are here to mourn the Pokémon that have passed away."

Sage Rhodes led the Plasma Corps into the Tower of Heaven, where the guards immediately warned, "This is the Tower of Heaven, the place where righteous souls slumber. You are not allowed to cause trouble here!"

"We have no intention of causing trouble. This is just a memorial service and a message. People's longing for the departed Pokémon has flowed like a river of wind and rain. Those happy times will never fade. In order to ensure that the memories of the deceased are not forgotten and to comfort their souls, we are holding a memorial service here."

"The friendship between humans and Pokémon is great, which is why the Tower of Paradise exists. It is an important place for people to mourn Pokémon, and Team Plasma also holds this place in high esteem."

“We are, after all, a religious organization, and things related to the soul require reverence.”

Although Rhodes spoke of mourning, the Plasma Group members crowded the tower, deploying personnel on every floor. Rhodes looked at the people there and felt quite emotional.

"Unlike other buildings that comfort the soul, the Tower of Heaven in Unova has so many people, it doesn't seem like a place with sad memories at all. It's very different from the style of a cemetery."

"The atmosphere here should be even darker, with grieving people who have lost their Pokémon gathered here."

"Now, fellow citizens, please calm down and listen to what I have to say."

Rhodes spread his arms wide, his robes swaying gently in the breeze. Among the Seven Sages, Rhodes had the best image, possessing the demeanor of a saint. In the past, before all the Seven Sages were gathered, most of the preaching was handled by Rhodes and Smura.

"The relationship between humans and Pokémon is inherently unequal, and this relationship leads to the suffering and sacrifice of Pokémon."

"Separation is the only way to avoid more pain. The departed Pokémon cannot rest in peace because humanity continues to repeat the same mistakes."

"Battle injuries, training stress, unexpected diseases, and even the deaths of Pokémon due to human error—all of this stems from human possessiveness toward Pokémon."

"We only know how to cherish something when we lose it, and we only understand the pain of parting."

"It is best not to form a bond with them, lest it only bring more sorrow."

"Let Pokémon escape from human battlefields, human desires, and human mourning—redefining the meaning of 'living' in the true wilderness."

"Isn't that the case? This is the beginning of a chain of misfortunes."

Rhodes's voice reached the hearts of the mourners present, who recalled the moments they had shared with their companions. Those times and scenes were still vivid in their minds, but in the cold reality, all that remained were one hard tombstone after another.

Perhaps I shouldn't have become partners with Pokémon in the first place.

Lifespan is an insurmountable obstacle. When a human passes away, their companions will inevitably grieve, and if a companion passes away, the human will also suffer immense pain.

It is best not to form a bond, lest it only bring more sorrow.

The Pokémon that have passed away and the Pokémon that are still alive may seem unrelated, but they are actually connected. The same relationship may lead to the same tragedy.

"Lord Rhodes is absolutely right."

"That's right, meeting is the beginning of misfortune."

The Team Plasma members were also whispering among themselves. They felt that what Rhodes said made a lot of sense, hit the nail on the head, and grasped the key point about the relationship between humans and Pokémon.

In the crowd, an elderly painter watched the scene indifferently, holding an old photograph in his hand, which depicted a sprouting deer and a smiling dream-eating creature.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the cries of the Dream Eater, the joyful laughter that once filled his ears, and the budding deer with the colors of all four seasons that he had met in Fuki City.

Because Xiaomeng died, and he didn't want to suffer that pain anymore, he released the remaining Pokémon.

Perhaps meeting is the beginning of misfortune, and that's absolutely true. If we hadn't met, none of these tragic things would have happened.

I have no dreams left, and I can't create any new works. The blank canvas is empty, and I feel like a useless person.

That's not true at all.

Faintly, the old man Vado heard what sounded like his own dream, but then he gave a bitter laugh.

My Pokémon has passed away, and the departed soul cannot speak. Besides, Pokémon cannot speak human language.

But just now, I felt a strange flutter in my heart, like the feeling I had when I met my companions. How could it happen at this time?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

[Celebration Quest: Battle with the King in the Tower of Heaven.]

[Description: The promise with N is about to be fulfilled. The king of Team Plasma seems to have captured a powerful Pokémon. He is about to engage you in a battle of faith at the Tower of Heaven. Team Plasma has prepared a grand stage. Will you ascend it?]

The Tower of Heaven contains the souls of countless Pokémon, a place imbued with immense and unimaginable emotion and spiritual power!

[Rewards: 15 Released Jewels, 1 Seeker's Belief, 1 King's Token, 1 Passionate Soul (Master-level Summoning), Soul Liberation!]

Whoosh—a gloomy, strong wind blew up, the distant sea of ​​grass swayed, and the budding deer carried the two people, taking off with all four hooves, and quickly stepped from the town into the green ocean of tall grass!
Wow!
A torrential downpour began, and just stepping onto Highway 7 meant facing the test of wind and rain. Strong winds could overturn houses and uproot trees, and violent lightning bolts struck from the sky, raging wildly.

As the deer traveled along Highway 7, its dejected mood calmed down a little. This was its birthplace, a wild field with distinct seasons. The tall grass resembled a forest, surging like waves when the wind blew. The deer called out loudly, and soon, many little heads peeked out from the grass.

Many four-season deer curiously watched the sprouting deer. Some of the four-season deer seemed to recognize the sprouting deer, and they happily made "yoyo" sounds, which the sprouting deer returned.

It used to be the leader of the deer herd here. The old man who was good at painting often used it as a model for his paintings. In this way, he formed a deep friendship with the old man and voluntarily became his Pokémon. But in the end, the old man abandoned him and listened to the absurd talk of those religious groups.

"Phew—wait a minute!"

Near the tall grass, a girl's voice rang out, and Guangtai turned her head and saw Fenglu lying in the mud.

"Miss Fenglu?"

"Yahaha originally had Swan Dance bring me here, but a thunderstorm suddenly started on Route 7, and the strong winds threw me right off the sky."

"The wind is really angry today; I can feel that mood in the airflow."

Feng Lu stood up, but her legs were a little unsteady, and she swayed violently. She glanced at her heels:
"I think I twisted my ankle, but it's okay. Please take me to the Tower of Heaven!"

Fenglu was worried about the Tower of Heaven, so even though she was injured, she still went to the tower. Guangtai reached out to Fenglu and gently pulled her up, and a huge force pulled Fenglu onto the Sprout Deer!
Wow! You're so strong!

"Don't worry about it." Guangtai shrugged, then took out a potion from her pocket: "Apply this to your foot, and the injury will heal immediately." "This is my special potion."

"Thank you!" Feng Lu didn't stand on ceremony and took the potion directly. The rain was pouring down from the sky, but Guang Tai's body was very dry. An invisible barrier appeared around Meng Ya Lu and the two of them.

"I can't feel the rain anymore... Is this a barrier projected by superpowers?!"

Guangtai: "Miss Fenglu knows about this ability?"

“Hmm!” Feng Lu nodded: “There are also superpowered people in the Tower of Heaven. They use their superpowers to project barriers to block the wind or rain and keep their bodies clean. But this is the first time I’ve experienced it firsthand!”

"Speaking of which, I didn't have a chance to ask about your identity earlier! You're actually with Miss Wanlong from the Four Heavenly Kings."

Guangtai: "Wanlong is my client. I am a prop craftsman. My name is Guangtai. I am currently on a trip in Unova with a strong purpose."

"Huh? A craftsman? That's a profession we rarely see in Unova!"

Feng Lu became interested: "So you make battle items? I heard that the battle company in Feiyun City recently updated their virtual battle software, and it seems they added all sorts of strange battle items to it!"

Lightmoy: "I also have a collaboration with the battle company. The development of various items in the new era will make Pokémon battles more diverse, and promoting battle items to various regions is one of my dreams."

The two chatted, and Feng Lu was very talkative and had a great deal of curiosity.

"Although I often fly around United States, I have never actually taken a proper trip."

"Flying is a fun thing. Even places that would take a long time to reach on foot can be reached in a flash by flying! And flying over mountains and forests really gives you a feeling of exhilaration from the bottom of your heart."

Lightmoss: "Although I have Pokémon that can float, I don't actually have a Pokémon with the Flying type. The sky is still an unknown territory for me."

Feng Lu was quite excited: "If that's the case, after things are over, if you're interested, let's take an aerial trip together! Because you helped the people of Fuki City drive away the Plasma Group, this is my way of thanking you."

"Next time, I'll try hiking to other cities. Maybe it will give me a special feeling. Sometimes walking on the ground can evoke different emotions, just like now."

"I have been rejected by the sky. The sky is furious today because the gods of wind and thunder have arrived."

Lightmoy: "Tornado clouds and thunderclouds?"

"Do you know the legend of the Blowpoke? That's right, those two Pokémon can summon lightning and storms."

Feng Lu pointed to the distant sky and suddenly froze.

The wind and rain have stopped.

Without any warning, it stopped abruptly. The weather on Route 7 was as unpredictable as a child's face; the dark clouds began to disperse, and a golden ray of light fell upon the distant Tower of Paradise, making the stone tower appear both ancient and sacred.

"I saw."

Feng Lu's tone suddenly became very tense: "Hey! Did you see that?"

"What?" Guangtai tilted her head in confusion, while Fenglu put her arm around Guangtai's shoulder: "Pilots have excellent eyesight! I just saw it, there's no mistake, the gods of wind and thunder appeared, but they were subdued by someone!"

"I see." Guangtai nodded, while Fenglu asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Do you know what happened?"

"The person who subdued the gods of wind and thunder is the king of Team Plasma, and he can be considered my friend. However, Team Plasma is an enemy of me. That king should be considered a pretty good person."

"The king of the Plasma Cluster?!" Feng Lu's expression became extremely tense, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Guang Tai's shoulders.

"Miss Fenglu, you..."

"This is my responsibility!" Feng Lu was completely unaware of the strength in her hand; her mind was a jumble of thoughts, as if she were blaming herself: "If they release a legendary Pokémon in the Tower of Heaven, it will definitely cause panic among everyone. That's a sacred place; we can't let them do such a thing!"

"That's right, they're definitely trying to use legendary Pokémon to force everyone to submit. That Team Plasma member just did the same thing! Cathunter hunting—the tragedy of the past must never be repeated!"

"It is wrong to force others through actions such as fighting."

"Therefore, in order to stop this behavior, I must fight that person!"

Feng Lu rarely expresses a desire to fight. In the animation, she is a very easygoing person, while in the game she is slightly more serious but still has an optimistic and cheerful personality. She only shows her warlike side in special animations.

"Yo-"

The neighing of the budding deer brought the two back to their senses; the Tower of Heaven was already close at hand!
"Ah. They're here."

N, who had been brought back to the tower by the Dark Trio's superpowers from the end of Route 7, saw the two riding Sprout Deer. Lightmoss arrived as promised, even much earlier than expected, which made N quite happy.

"Although there is a lack of time for them to get used to each other, this allows the natural power of Pokémon to be better demonstrated, and I firmly believe that my belief is correct."

N pointed to the top of the Tower of Heaven: "Let's not delay. My friends and I are in excellent condition right now, let's go up to the top of the tower immediately."

"Wait a minute, who are you?"

Fenglu leaped off the back of the Sprout Deer and questioned N, but N simply smiled and said, "I am the king of Team Plasma."

"Miss, don't worry, everything will be fine here."

"The Tower of Heaven is where righteous souls slumber. Lord Lightmoss, as we agreed, let's go to the top of the tower first."

“Gym Leader, this is not your battlefield, and your Pokémon are saying the same thing.”

Feng Lu was taken aback: "It's not mine?" He then looked at Guang Tai.

Guangtai smiled and said, "Let's go up together. It seems he doesn't want to accept your challenge, so let me have this opportunity."

Feng Lu had some doubts, but she quickly realized that the significance of this duel might be very important.

Why is there a duel between the supreme leader of a religious organization and a traveler?
Then, she remembered the words the sage with the center-parted hair uttered when he coughed up blood.

The legendary dragon, the founding legend of the United States, is a well-known myth.

"A legendary dragon. A legendary hero?!"

(End of this chapter)