This elf world is a bit strange

There were only a few wild Pokémon that had lived here for most of their lives. Looking at the Dragonite that had gradually turned into a black spot, they felt a sense of emotion for no reason, especially a complex feeling of loss that could not be shaken off.

They vaguely feel that they may have lost something. Although these things are not important in their lives, they also symbolize a period of time and a kind of existence.

Time has crushed the past and will never come back.

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From the endless mountains and forests where fierce battles took place in the past, to the secret base of the Flare Team that they had no chance to penetrate that day and has now been completely sealed off, to the shallow beach where they drifted with the current for a long time before barely reaching the shore, and finally landed beside the forest stream where they first met.

The Tyrannosaurus flew low over the river and landed on the river bank. It looked around and found that all traces of the past had long since disappeared, leaving the scenery the same as before.

"You've worked hard, Dragonite. Go back and rest for a while. We can be alone for a while."

With a gentle curl of his lips, Firion patted Dragonite's head and took it back amid its hearty laughter. The only people left on the peaceful river bank were the man and the Pokémon who had formed a bond there.

"Qido!"

Standing on the land that had become strange yet extremely familiar, Big Mouth Wa subconsciously put his hands behind his back and touched his back.

The wound that almost took his life was healed here.

Stroking the big-mouthed baby's smooth little head, Firio said with a smile: "That's where you bit me hard, much harder than today. But... that pomelo fruit was delicious."

“Qiduo…Qiduo!”

Scratching his head in embarrassment, the big-mouthed boy blushed slightly when he thought of his own strength and Filio's physical strength.

But soon, it thought of something, took Firio's hand, and ran towards the grove. In just three or two steps, it disappeared in the forest full of the chilly winter atmosphere.

The gentle stream of water is still flowing, moistening everything silently, and subtly washing away all traces.

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"Qido~Qido~"

Standing under the sturdy fruit tree, Big Mouth Baby excitedly pointed at the few remaining fruits on the tree, his eyes leaping with joy.

"It was this pomelo tree from the beginning, right?"

"Qido!"

Nodding vigorously, the little arrogant boy rolled up his arms and sleeves, rushed forward in one step, and climbed up along the tree trunk using his hands and feet.

However, perhaps because it ate too much for lunch or because its short arms and legs made it unsuitable for climbing trees, halfway through its climb, it couldn’t find a place to put its little hands, and it fell back to the ground with a “bang”.

"Qido!"

The firm buttocks made it tear up, and it rubbed its little buttocks which were almost broken into eight pieces, with puffed cheeks and became angry.

"Don't argue with the tree. You're so big but you're still like a child." Filio lovingly picked up the sulking big-mouthed baby from the ground, raised his head and looked at the slightly shriveled pomelo fruit on the treetop.

He was thinking, how did the seriously injured Big Mouth Baby get up there?

Judging from the blood staining the bandage, it must have fallen down like this many times, but it was already confused by then and might not even remember it.

"Qi~Duo~!"

Just as I was thinking about it, the big-mouthed baby in my arms started to make a fuss, moving his little hands and feet around.

Today it is particularly frank and cute.

"Okay, don't be angry. I'll help you get two berries down. How about we each have one? First, lie on my back and hold on tight. I'll show you the ability of a first-class climber."

"Qido~"

As nimble as a little monkey on a tree trunk, the big-mouthed baby who had just been sitting in Firio's arms dodged and appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, with a pair of small hands tightly around his neck.

Her beautiful eyes looked around, flashing a glimmer of cunning.

After a few months of getting along, it has learned a lot of useful tricks from the little dream monsters, but it has always been embarrassed to use them on weekdays. Now that it is alone, it has no worries.

Philio smiled, briefly gestured with the width and height of the tree trunk, relaxed his arms, and climbed up skillfully.

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"Squeak-"

“Crack—bang”

As the saying goes, "too much joy leads to sorrow." Immersed in the fun of climbing trees and finding fruits, Firio and Big Mouth Baby overlooked a key problem - in winter, branches as thick as bowls are also quite brittle.

After a miserable wail under the heavy weight, the branch broke as expected, and fell down with Firion and Big Mouth, who were picking and choosing fruits that looked delicious.

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”

"Qido!"

Filio fell sprawled on the ground which had become less soft due to the cold weather. He rubbed his lower back which was dizzy from the fall. The big-mouthed kid held on to two pomelo fruits and did not let go even when his head hit the ground. He rolled on the ground in pain.

After a while, the man and the Pokémon, who did not look like the rising stars of the region, finally struggled to stand up. They looked at each other and laughed happily and wildly.

Firio's body and face were covered with broken twigs and leaves. If it weren't for his superpowers protecting him, he would have had two more small wounds.

The big-mouthed kid looked even more miserable. Not only was he covered in dirt, but there was also a bump on his head, like a horn of moderate size.

“Qiqiqi…Qiduo!”

The big-mouthed kid, swaying and laughing, breathlessly handed over the pomelo in his hand.

Although they may not be the most satisfactory ones, they were the two that felt the best before I fell.

At the risk of breaking my butt, these two hard-earned fruits have a special commemorative significance.

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"Crack... Well, it's not bad, but it's still not as delicious as the one you picked for me."

When you take a bite, your lips and teeth will be watered. The sweet and sour aroma of the fruit does not change at all even though the outside is slightly broken.

Looking at the big-mouthed baby with eyes full of expectation, Firio nodded slightly and spoke with approval.

"Qiduo~Qiduo!"

He nodded happily and raised his chin proudly. The big-mouthed kid showed an expression of "of course", picked up the fruit and took a light bite.

"Swish"

"I'll go! What's going on?!"

A lush light of light suddenly appeared, which scared Firio so much that he almost bit his tongue.

"Madge?!"

"Buy!"

A white light appeared, and Oolong and Solevil, who had been watching secretly in the Poké Ball, rushed out instantly, guarding Kotaku on the left and right.

"Qi...Qiduo~!"

The sudden appearance of Naruto and Solevil surprised Kog'Maw, who was bathed in the light of life, but he quickly regained his composure and looked at his longest-time partner with a reassuring gentle smile.

The pure life force turned into a dazzling ball of light, shining between the mountains and forests, enveloping the petite Pokémon, but there was no sense of danger at all, instead making people feel comfortable.

"Is this... Zygarde's energy?"

The familiar smell made Firio immediately understand the reason and connection.

For unknown reasons, it had not been completely digested after being swallowed, and some Zygarde energy crystals remained, which were reactivated by chance.

The powerful energy spread freely under the call of instinct, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The growth that used to take weeks or even months was completed in a single breath. Even Firio's superpowers were a beat slow in perception.

Energy accumulation: 54 → 55

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Energy accumulation: 55 → 56

The rising energy fluctuations easily surpassed Emperor Nabo, and then caught up with the Sun Eevee which had been ahead of it after evolution.

Finally, as the light of life dimmed, the unprecedented rapid growth gradually stabilized and stayed at level 56.

The faint hazy light appeared and disappeared from time to time, and finally dissipated completely, turning into a part of the Big Mouth Baby's body.

The big-mouthed kid, who experienced all of this personally, still felt a sense of unreality. He clenched his fists in disbelief, feeling a powerful force that was much stronger than a few minutes ago. His little mouth opened slightly, forming a cute "O" shape.

"Machi!!!"

"Buyi~!"

Before Kotaku could come out of his great sense of happiness, accompanied by enthusiastic cheers, Incubus and Solevil pounced on him at the same time, knocked him to the ground, and cuddled together.

An extrovert and flamboyant dream demon who appears to be carefree and cynical, but values ​​bonds and victory more than anyone else.

A quiet and reserved Sun Eevee who is gentle and considerate to everyone, but also has his own little thoughts and possessiveness.

There is also the big-mouthed boy who uses pride as a hard shell, but inside lives a beauty-loving and sensitive little girl.

After getting along day and night, they have different personalities but are particularly congenial.

They have been together day and night, experienced success and failure together, and after a long journey, they have become inseparable.

The pomelo fruit that had been bitten was squeezed out of shape, and the juice of the fruit was all over the three Pokémon, but no one had the time to pay attention.

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"Girls' intimate moments always make us a little awkward. It's not right to be too close, and it doesn't seem too good to be too far away, right, Emperor Nabo?"

"Empe."

"However, Big Mouth really surprised me. Just like what is written in the novel, when one's mind is clear, one's strength will also rise. The show effect is full - although it is Zygarde's energy that is at work."

"Empe?"

"Oh, I almost forgot that you are in the same situation as him. Tsk tsk tsk...Speaking of which, do you want to go see the Hippo King? That silly big guy is also unlucky."

"Enpe!"

Silently retreating to a distance, Firio, who was standing behind a tree, walked shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Nabo, who had appeared long ago without anyone noticing, chatting casually to dispel their inner surprise.

The originally plain and warm journey of returning home and reminiscing about the past was filled with some excitement.

The half-eaten pomelo fruit was still pinched in his hand, leaking a little juice and falling to the ground, emitting a faint fragrance, which also whetted Firio's appetite and gave him some inspiration for dinner - perhaps more than just a simple dinner.

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"rustling"

A few hundred meters away from the man and Pokémon who were watching the fun, on the top of a tree that rarely had any leaves falling in winter, the lush green leaves swayed gently in the wind.

Soon, a petite figure that looked like a leaf and a bit like a worm revealed half of its body.

His sharp gaze penetrated the barrier of space and locked directly on the back of Filio's head.

Then, it saw Garchomp, who was being pinned down and teased by Incubus and Sol, with only one small hand exposed, and... the Poké Ball containing Dragonite, which was lying dormant on Firion's waist.

Half out of kindness, half out of confusion, the ecological guardian Z2, who had just awakened from a short sleep, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but couldn't help but yawn.

After being awakened for a moment by the familiar energy, or more precisely, the energy that was falling off its body, it, which was still far from having enough sleep, decided to change places and take another nap.

A quiet cave may be a good choice.

After being beaten up by three powerful opponents who are only slightly weaker than him, one of which can even suppress him temporarily in its complete form when it explodes, the time to recuperate will be quite long.

It came in a hurry and left in a hurry. With a somewhat lonely temperament, it ducked out of the way and disappeared into the treetops without knowing it.

Chapter 229 Returning favors

As night falls, there are no bright lights, only curling smoke from cooking.

The last ray of setting sun releases its remaining light and heat, waiting for tomorrow, over and over again.

By the mountain stream that carries many precious memories, a brand new big iron pot is emitting steam filled with the aroma of food, surrounded by mist and full of the breath of life.

The laughing group sat in a circle, looking at the setting sun over the edge of the mountains and the distant sea.

Taking advantage of the fact that the small iron pot was burned through in the hospital, Mr. Filio, the team's catering manager, chose to equip himself with a new set of work supplies to replace his old partners who were showing more and more signs of "battle damage".