This elf world is a bit strange

Sitting next to Nancy, he looked at her nose and concentrated on her heart, without any unnecessary expression, which made Caroline a little surprised, while Nancy raised her chin slightly proudly, looking very satisfied.

Nancy's unexpected competitiveness and Firion's indifference made Karen a little amused. She curled her lips and said softly, "Well... take another look at this. I believe you have recognized it. This leaf has the breath of life from Xerneas. It is a leaf plucked from the Tree of Life that Xerneas transformed into. It was a gift from Him who became the Tree of Life after the Alliance and Xerneas jointly resisted an invasion that has been lost decades ago. Even in the secret vault of the Alliance, there is only this one in front of you."

Kalno's words were not empty words. This leaf was not just any random leaf on the Tree of Life. It was truly created by Xerneas with the support of power, consuming a lot of energy. There are very few of them in the countless years from ancient times to the present. It is undoubtedly one of the important foundations of the Kalos Alliance.

Now, it was pushed in front of him by Kaluna without hesitation, which made Firio a little restrained.

His throat trembled and he swallowed hard, then he stretched out his hand a little stiffly.

Unlike the previous spoils of war, the treasures before them were not necessarily more valuable than the former, but they carried the recognition of the alliance and also represented an implicit responsibility that neither side would make clear.

Firio, who is a bit lazy in nature, has never liked such responsibilities.

This was very different from standing up in an emergency, and it made him feel a little heavy.

Seeing his hesitation, Karuna smiled and patted the back of his hand, looking straight into his eyes and said loudly: "I know you still have concerns, and I also know what kind of character you have. Don't worry, and don't think too much. The Kalos Alliance will never let those who have made great contributions to the alliance and this continent shed blood and sweat in vain. Not now, and I believe it will not happen in the future. So, just use it well."

There was a rare gleam of edge in the champion's eyes.

When she said this, she was no longer the extremely popular superstar, nor was she the amiable senior trainer, but a champion who bore the honor and responsibility of the region.

Even though he was still seriously injured, his aura was like a sword drawn from its sheath, making it difficult for people to look directly at him. Not only did Pakila and Doracena sit upright, but the usually proud Nancy also showed a bit of awe.

Being at the center of the momentum, Filio felt it most deeply, yet was also the calmest, with a calm gaze.

After staring at each other for a long time, Kaluna saw what she wanted to see most. She looked away with satisfaction, made a gesture of invitation, and watched with a smile as Firio put away the brocade box.

The biggest mission of coming here to visit the patient was finally completed, and the three of them felt relieved. After chatting politely for a while, they stood up and said goodbye tactfully.

Before leaving, Karunori finally shook Firio's hand as she wished. A sly look flashed across her bright eyes, and her voice was full of laughter: "Zhulan's evaluation of you is indeed not exaggerated at all. It's worth talking to her for so long. I look forward to your growth. If one day you can walk the path of champion and challenge me, I will be very happy."

As he spoke, his sharp gaze collided with Nancy who was behind Firion.

It seemed that her previous words had a double meaning.

It has been true since ancient times that people in the same industry are enemies.

After a slightly fiery eye contact, Caroline bowed and said goodbye, then walked out of the ward.

Pakira, who had been following closely behind, suddenly thought of something and trotted up to Firio.

Under Firio's surprised gaze, she raised her hand and patted his shoulder three times, saying with satisfaction: "It was indeed an accident last time. I didn't finish my words, so I'll make up for it this time. Kid, you did a good job this time. No, it should be said that you did a great job! I'm looking forward to the day when you challenge me. Although you are still a little weak now, you may never... Hey, Doracena! Don't pull me!"

Before she could finish her words, the screaming Pakila was dragged away by the smiling Doracena, and left the hospital as the medical staff in the corridor watched her with forced smiles.

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"Everyone has left. Do you want to go back to sleep for a while?" After seeing off Kaluna and the other two, Firio turned around and smiled, half teasingly.

Seeing Nancy's faintly happy expression at this moment, Firio remembered her cute appearance when she was confronting Pakira and was inexplicably jealous of Carlotta.

"No way!" The embarrassing memories from before came to her mind. Nancy refused flatly and glared at Firion fiercely, but it had no deterrent effect.

Perhaps she also realized this, Nazi turned around, waved in the direction of the little dream demon, and said softly: "Dream demon, bring the things over here."

"Madge!"

The diligent little dream demon immediately rode over, landed lightly on top of Nazi's head, and produced two brocade boxes as if presenting treasures.

"You've made a fortune this time. Have you decided who to give these two things to? They're hard-earned, don't waste them."

Looking at the two brocade boxes on the table, her eyes were not eager at all, but rather a little scared.

It was indeed a good thing, but compared to the dangers that Firion had experienced in battle, she would rather not have such a treasure.

When you're wavering between life and death, you're not always lucky.

Filio obviously didn't care about this. He opened the brocade box and said calmly, "Now is not the time to discuss how to distribute it. This is not my own thing."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pressed it against his forehead.

"We have to wait until the real hero comes."

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Inside a specially designed cell at the Carlos Alliance headquarters.

The chairman, who had organized celebrations and security meetings in Miare City not long ago, appeared here with a weary look, sat on the only chair, and looked at Vladali, who was leaning against the wall and sitting on the bed.

"Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Vladali."

"…Yeah, it's been a year or two. Why today? Why are you sending me off one last time before I go on to find a place to be imprisoned for life?"

"No, I'm not that free. I just wanted to come and see an old friend and chat about the past in Fyre."

"That's really rare. You haven't mentioned that time in many years, right? Captain Ravi? You always say that when people recall the past, it means they are old. I thought you would agree with my philosophy back then."

"Yes, once a person recalls the past, it means that he is old. I am much older than you, and there is nothing wrong with admitting it... Aging itself has its own meaning, at least better than the so-called eternity and stagnation. But let's not talk about this, you and I can't convince each other, and if that child Karen can't do it, I can't do it either."

"Then let's talk about what happened back then, maybe for the last time. Before that, answer my question first. What made you want to talk to me about this, especially now when you can hardly open your eyes?"

"Hmm... That's a good question, but I don't have an answer that I can tell you yet. When I find one, maybe I'll come back to you."

"It's rare and interesting to have an old lion like you struggle like this... You should retire, right?"

"...Yes, but not yet. I still have to hold on for a while and put an end to everything. Let's not talk about this anymore. When everything is over, I will go to Fyre again to meet my old friends. Do you need me to tell you something?"

"I……"

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In the quiet room where no one could disturb them, the conversation did not last long and no one knew what the two people talked about.

However, when Chairman Ravi left, he seemed to be much more relaxed. He walked straight onto the aircraft and flew back towards Miare.

Inside the house, after finishing the conversation, Vladali said nothing and just silently looked at the world outside the iron railings.

It was not until night fell over the earth that he let out a long sigh, one that was filled with both regret and relief.

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"Mewtwo, it's a waste of your superpower knife skills if you don't use them as a chef. Why don't you open a restaurant with me when you have some free time? I'll cook and you cut and prepare."

In the single room of Miare Central Hospital, Firio looked at the irregular green energy crystal on the table which was divided into four parts of different sizes but with extremely smooth cross-sections. While marveling at it, he did not forget to tease Mewtwo who was always easily impatient.

【…】

Giving Firion a sidelong glance of disdain, Mewtwo, too lazy to pay attention to him, waved his hand casually, and the smallest one fell into his hand.

[This thing is of no use to me, but what you said makes sense. After all, I stole it myself, so I'll keep a little as a souvenir.]

With another wave of his hand, another small one fell into Nancy's hand, and the other three, two large and one small, floated towards Firion.

[One is for her to recover, you can take care of the two big ones, and the small one... is for that elusive guy.]

Looking at the pendant on Firion's chest that had fallen into complete silence, Mewtwo's eyes were deep.

As early as the fierce battle, He, who had unparalleled supernatural powers, felt the presence of Priscilla. However, He realized that Firion was not in danger at the time and He was busy fighting, so He ignored it. After the battle, before He had time to ask, Firion fell asleep.

Nancy clenched the crystal in her hand and asked doubtfully, "Priscilla? Was it her at that time...?"

Firion nodded. "Yes, she helped me before Xerneas arrived. Her support was as important as yours at that time. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived until that time. She deserves a share of the spoils."

As he spoke, Firion took the crystal and gestured at his chest, but there was no reaction at all.

Subconsciously raising his head, he looked at Mewtwo, who was inexplicably reliable today: "How can this thing be used on a pendant?"

[…How should I know? ]

Mewtwo, who also knew nothing about anything, showed an expression of doubt about his cat life and stared at Firion silently.

"click"

In the slightly awkward silence, there was a slight sound outside the door.

A strand of brilliant golden hair caught the eyes of Firion and Mewtwo, who turned their heads in sync.

"Firio, I'm back... Oh! Is this Pokémon Mewtwo?!" Kornie, full of energy, rushed into the house happily. Before she could finish her words, she saw Mewtwo subconsciously taking two steps back.

Without saying a word, Korni rushed forward and hugged Mewtwo while he was stunned.

"You're the one who helped Firio, right? Thank you! Just as Firio said, he's a very cute big guy!"

As the saying goes, tsundere people are afraid of natural things. In front of Kornie, Mewtwo, who always had a cold face towards everyone, was a little at a loss. He stood there stupidly, allowing Kornie to touch him left and right, and he didn't recover for a long time.

It was not until Korni reluctantly let go of his hand that he moved to the corner of the room in an instant as if he had been electrocuted.

[No touching allowed! ]

The "angry" Mewtwo let out a shocking roar, but it obviously had no deterrent effect.

"Okay, if I had known you were like this, I would have just pinched your paws for fun." After giving Mewtwo a disdainful look, Firion sat down on the sofa carelessly, put his energy crystal back into the brocade box, and put it into his pocket together with the colorful leaves.

He already had a preliminary idea for the distribution of these treasures, but it was not perfect yet, but there was no need to rush.

[You dare...! Humph, the spoils are all gone, I'm leaving! ]

The anger value soared up, and Mewtwo felt that he could not stay here any longer. He glared at Firion and was about to leave.

Facing Mewtwo's insincere words, Firion said without even turning back: "If you leave, you won't have anything to eat."

【you! 】

"Okay, Firio, stop teasing Him! I want to eat too. I'm hungry after a day of meetings! The food in the hospital is terrible. I want to eat what you cook!"

In the midst of Mewtwo's impotent rage, Korne tried to smooth things over with a smile. She hugged Firion's arm affectionately, and did not forget to look in Nancy's direction in a demonstrative manner. She stuck out her little tongue lightly, causing Nancy, who was in a good mood, to instantly have the urge to hit someone.

The principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint is fully reflected in this room.

"It's delicious... It's not impossible, but there are no ingredients." Filio shrugged, pretending to be helpless, and made his own calculations, "You won't let me go out, so I should have been discharged a long time ago."

"Don't even think about it. I already knew you would be like this!" Korni raised her chin proudly and snapped her fingers. "Use the kitchen utensils here. As for the ingredients... Lucario, come quickly!"

“Luka…”

The sound of heavy footsteps came closer and closer. Lucario, who had been "standing" at the door, was finally allowed to enter. He came into the house carrying large and small bags of food, and looked at Firion and sighed in sync.

"Maggie..."

The little dream demon, who thought it was fun, joined in, swooped down on top of Firion's head, and let out a long sigh a beat late.

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One or two playful stars have already climbed up into the night sky, but the crowds on the streets are still as cheerful and lively as ever.

Large-scale celebrations and small-scale spontaneous celebrations can be seen everywhere in the city of Miare today.

The Flare Team, the sharp sword hanging over everyone's head, was finally destroyed. This was great news for every Kalos person.

The parade passed through the avenue singing cheerful songs, and from time to time one could hear the names of trainers who had made contributions in this unprecedented victory, with Firion's own being the most frequent.

At the same time, beneath the cheerful appearance, this conflict that spanned the entire continent has also brought indelible trauma and deep divisions to countless people and families.

In every corner of the metropolis of Miare, and throughout the continent of Kalos, countless families were secretly grieving for the dead and the injured.

But life must go on.

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At this moment, the spacious ward room was filled with people and Pokémon.

Even with its wings folded, the huge Tyrannosaurus still took up half of the room. Together with big guys like Coconut Tree, Slow King, King Nabob, and Stellar, who were either sitting cross-legged or lying down, the room was packed.

The aroma of food wafted through the house and seeped outside, attracting waves of envious glances.

In the end, Mewtwo couldn't help himself and became Firion's kitchen assistant as predicted.

After all, if you cook it yourself, the food you make will feel more justified and taste better.

Chewing energy cubes and various meats and snacks in big mouthfuls, Mewtwo comforted himself in this way while Nancy and Korne looked at him as if he were a starving ghost, and his mouth did not slow down at all.

"By the way, Mewtwo, why do you want to eat?" Firion snatched a small biscuit from the little dream demon's mouth and swallowed it in one gulp under its annoyed gaze. While fighting with it, he asked Mewtwo half-teasingly and half-curiously.

Curious baby Korni also came running over, looking at Mewtwo expectantly and nodding like a chick pecking at rice.

It was the first time she had seen a legendary Pokémon eating.

Originally, facing Firion's question, Mewtwo didn't want to pay any attention to it. He showed a disdainful expression and continued to eat.

But looking at Korni's little face, He sighed, bit the piece of meat in his mouth into pieces and swallowed it, and said in a cold voice: