Tang Dynasty: Starting with Dimo, he was targeted by Li Shimin.

Chapter 35 Little Par

The golden light on the panel faded.

Lin Luo stared at the line of text for five seconds.

[Congratulations, host, you have drawn the legendary spirit—Little Pal.]

[Dark type. Evolution chain: Little Pal → Palsas → Dragon's Breath Pal.]

[The final form of Dragon Breath Pal is an S-rank legendary spirit, with the exclusive skill "Malice Exchange," which allows it to absorb the opponent's magic power for its own use.]

Evil attribute.

Legendary elves.

And it's that Palsas series—the one in the Kingdom of Rock that can summon the Blood Moon and is known as the "Guardian Beast of the Castle."

Lin Luo took a deep breath.

The last legendary Pokémon pool gave him Abu—a dragon-type legendary Pokémon juvenile.

This time, he was given Little Pal—a legendary Dark-type Pokémon larva.

Two legendary spirits.

A dragon, a demon.

This lineup... how should I put it...

Kind of outrageous.

(°Д°)

"Huh?" Dimo tilted his head, looking at the Pokédex image on the panel. "Huh? Huh?"

New partners?

"Okay." Lin Luo clicked to confirm.

[The legendary sprite, Little Pal, is currently being generated...]

[Please receive this in the backyard, host.]

Lin Luo stood up and walked to the backyard.

Dimo flew on his shoulder, and Abu followed along at some point, his two large amber eyes looking curiously ahead.

Shui Lanlan poked half her head out of the water tank.

Xiao Xiao leaned against the door frame, opening one eye for once.

Right in the center of the backyard—

A dark purple light was slowly gathering.

It's not gold, it's not blue—

It is dark purple.

It carried a subtle, instinctively uncomfortable sense of oppression.

It was completely different from the silver-blue light that Abu had when he fell from the dimensional rift.

This light—darker, deeper, and more…dangerous.

The light lasted for about ten seconds.

Then it slowly dissipated.

On the ground in the backyard—

One was crouching...

Small, furry things.

It's about the size of two palms.

Its entire body is covered in short, dark purple fur, and two pointed ears stand upright on top of its head.

A fluffy tail curled behind it.

Two eyes—

It is dark red.

Dark red.

Like two rubies embedded in velvet.

It crouched on the ground, its two little paws holding its tail, tilting its head to look around.

At first glance—

Unlike a demon.

Like a black and purple... little fox?

Or a small bat?

In short, it's very small.

It's very fluffy.

It looks... even kind of cute?

"…………"

Lin Luo looked at the small, dark purple fur ball in front of him, about the size of a palm.

Then I looked at the line "S-rank legendary spirit" on the panel.

Then I looked at the little fur ball again.

"This is the larva of Dragonbreath Pal?"

"Pa."

Little Pal let out a very short cry, as if confirming something.

The sound wasn't loud.

But Lin Luo noticed—

The temperature in the backyard dropped slightly the instant it uttered that cry.

It is not cooling in the physical sense.

It's a kind of... psychological chill.

It was as if something swept across the edge of his consciousness in that instant.

An aura of malevolence.

Although it was only a trace.

Although Little Pal is still just a juvenile.

But that kind of oppressive feeling that belongs to "evil," a natural sense of oppression—

It's already noticeable.

Dimo's ears perked up: "Mmm!"

It sensed it.

Abu—

Abu's reaction was more pronounced.

Its body tensed instantly, its fur stood on end slightly, and its tail tucked between its legs—

That's its instinctive reaction when faced with danger.

But it didn't run.

They didn't climb onto the roof beams.

It simply stood at Lin Luo's feet, pressed tightly against his calves, nervously watching the dark purple little furball.

"Don't be afraid," Lin Luo patted Abu's head, "He's a new friend."

"Awoo..." Abu's voice was a little weak, but it really didn't run away.

This is already a huge step forward.

And Little Pal—

It scanned everyone with its dark red eyes.

I checked out Dimo first.

It paused for a second.

Then I looked at Abu.

It paused for another second.

Then I looked at Shui Lanlan—Shui Lanlan called out "Lan!" to greet it.

It simply ignored it.

finally--

Its gaze fell on Lin Luo.

I looked at it for three seconds.

Then it did something no one expected—

It opened its mouth.

He yawned.

"Pa~~~"

Then it rubbed its eyes with its little paws and curled its tail around its body.

She curled up into a small, dark purple ball on the spot.

He closed his eyes.

fell asleep.

"…………"

Lin Luo looked at the legendary Pokémon in front of him that had fallen asleep just thirty seconds after it was born.

Little Owl floated over from the doorway and glanced at me: "Oh, just like me, loves to sleep."

"You two are different."

"What's different?"

"It is a legendary spirit."

"Legend has it that elves also need to sleep."

"...Okay then."

╮(´∀`)╭

Lin Luo squatted down and carefully picked up the little Pal, who was curled up in a ball.

It was lighter than he had imagined—like holding a warm ball of fluff.

Yes, it's warm.

Although it has a malefic attribute, and although its aura was somewhat unsettling just a moment ago—

But its body is warm.

Little Parr moved in his palm and rubbed his thumb with his nose.

"Pa..."

It's like confirming—

Oh, this is my master.

Fine.

Then I'll take a nap first.

Lin Luo looked at the small, dark purple fur ball in his palm.

Then I looked at Dimo on my shoulder, Abu at my feet, and the blue water in the tank.

A juvenile Light-attribute Elf King.

A dragon-type legendary spirit juvenile.

A Water-type starter Pokémon.

Now there's another one—a Dark-type Legendary Pokémon hatchling.

Light, dragon, water, evil.

This configuration...

"Boss," Little Owl yawned, "your shop is going to be packed with elves sooner or later."

"No." Lin Luo put Little Pal into a small basket lined with a soft cloth—the one that used to be for Abu, but Abu no longer uses it (because it now shares a bed with Lin Luo).

"No matter how crowded it gets, my recliner won't move."

"Boss, your priorities are really clear."

"Of course."

(ㆁωㆁ)

That evening.

Lin Luo lay on the bed, Abu curled up on his right, and Dimo lay on the pillow beside him.

And Little Pal—

I don't know when it climbed out of the small basket.

She jumped onto the bed herself.

They crawled to Lin Luo's left side.

He curled himself into a ball with his tail and fell asleep leaning against Lin Luo's arm.

Lin Luo was sandwiched between two legendary elves on either side.