This elf world is a bit strange

The turbulent underground black market, the desperate sea villains, the bravely advancing international police and alliance elites, and the two four kings of the alliance attacking from both sides.

The place where stolen goods were sold, which had accumulated countless crimes, met its own destruction at a time when they themselves did not know the reason.

Chapter 235 The Answer is Confusion

The next day, at dawn, a special guest arrived at Firio's home.

He has an outstanding and elegant temperament. Even if we only talk about appearance, he is the champion of Hoenn in terms of both strengths and weaknesses compared to Firion.

A genuine bachelor and money-maker, and one of the outstanding representatives of the unorthodox champion.

"Excuse me for disturbing you, uncle and aunt. I am Firion's friend, Daigo. It's our first meeting, so this is a small gift from me, please accept it."

After politely greeting Judith and the others and handing over a beautifully decorated paper box, Daigo followed Firio, who was still a little confused, up to the second floor and into his room.

"Please take a seat. The room is a bit messy. I was busy making energy cubes last night and didn't have time to clean it up."

Firio casually moved the empty energy cube boxes piled on the sofa, cleaned them up a bit, and said something polite.

Daigo was not polite and sat down leisurely with a faint smile on his face. He looked around the not-so-spacious but very cozy room and said softly, "It's been a few months since we last met. You and your Pokémon have really grown a lot, Firion. You just went through a battle, and you can sleep so well."

"Of course, one can't be hard on oneself, especially when we are just cleaning up some scum who deserve to die." Nodding calmly, Filio walked to the table and picked up a bottle of drink. "In fact, I am in a good mood and sleep more comfortably. How about some juice? It's a private collection I stole from Joan. It tastes good."

"Then I'm in for a treat, thank you." Firio's naturalness also made Daigo feel relaxed. He took the juice with a smile, took a sip, and his brows relaxed immediately. "It's really good. I'll go ask him for some later. By the way, why don't I see your Pokémon? They all like to stay outside the Poké Ball, right?"

"The little dream monsters have all come to our school. They didn't have much fun fighting yesterday, so they went to the principal for some morning exercises. They've been quite diligent recently, and I've become a bit lazy."

Firio sat down on the soft big bed, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a big sip, sighed with satisfaction, and then slowly told him where his friends had gone.

"But it's better this way, otherwise I would have missed it. This is your first time at my house, so you're definitely not here to drink my drinks, right? If there's anything I can do for you, just tell me."

"In fact, I also want to come and get to know you, so that I can come and bother you more often in the future." Daigo pursed his beautiful lips slightly, and his smile was refreshing and kind. "However, I do have something to trouble you. It is a very important matter, and I need you as the person involved to provide us with information and analysis."

"As the person involved... what is it about? The two big fish you didn't catch yesterday?"

Secretly pondering the message in Daigo's words, Firion restrained his smile, became a little serious, and placed the juice on the bedside table.

"Yes, about them." When talking about business, Daigo's eyes became calm and his tone became more serious. "There are many strange things about the escape of those two people yesterday. Maybe... it also involves the legendary Pokémon."

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Yesterday at noon, on the Flare Team ship engulfed in flames of war.

The champion’s attack was so swift and fierce that even the two mysterious hooded men, who held many secrets, were well aware of the overwhelming power gap and did not dare to fight him.

Under the psychic control of the Aegisblade Monster, the members of the Flare Team who came to assist became their perfect meat shields.

Staring at Daigo, who was killing everyone and approaching their position step by step, the two hooded men looked at each other and made a decisive decision.

"withdraw!"

With a simultaneous shout, the two of them retreated instantly. Commander Slash and Shield Sword Monster rushed out at the same time, and struggled to block the broken glass and the rapidly attacking cannon beams in front of them. They retreated to the corner of the house with several Flare Team captains as meat shields.

A blue-purple crystal that was exactly the same as the one that had just shattered appeared in the hands of another hooded man. He squeezed it with his five white fingers, and a blue glow quickly lit up.

The crystals that were like a tower of sand began to disintegrate immediately, and the super power that was as mighty as a prison instantly turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking the charging Mega Steelix.

The powder that looked like fine sand slid from the palm of the purple-haired hooded man. In an instant, the huge crystal lost half of its volume, but it was enough.

"Champions of Hoenn, you guys are the winner this time. You won't get such a good chance next time. See you later!"

After saying the last harsh words, the hooded man's tone was no longer calm and confident as before, but instead had a hint of fear and pain in his eyes. He took "Bara" beside him by one hand and disappeared in the dazzling blue light.

In a moment, only a few powders were left on the ground, and he finally got rid of the control of the Shield Sword Monster in a trance, but suddenly found that he was facing the remnants of the Flare Team, the league champion.

After going around in circles, the Tarot cards of fate don't seem to favor them.

The alternation between hope and despair ultimately ends in despair.

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"That's what happened. In the end, I only captured the fleeing Flare Team members, but failed to capture the two mysterious people. The only tangible gain was the identification of the green-haired woman. Although I'm not 100% sure, it's very likely that she is one of the highest-ranking members of the Flare Team, the scientist Bara."

Daigo sighed with deep regret and punched his thigh, his eyes full of self-blame and guilt.

After listening to Daigo's story, Firion understood his intention and said thoughtfully: "So you came to me to confirm the identities of those two people. There is no doubt that the one with green hair is Bara, but as for the purple hair...you mean, that is Claire?"

Daigo nodded silently: "Yes, Miss Nancy, who experienced Claire's death with you, is far away in the Unova region, so I can only find you to confirm it in person as soon as possible. I hope you think about it carefully. Are you sure she is really dead?"

"My reason tells me that she must be dead. In the face of such destructive power, let alone Claire who was seriously injured, anyone without the protection of a legendary Pokémon would probably... Moreover, the Alliance also extracted samples of the substances there afterwards. Do you understand what I mean?"

Firio's words were polite, but the implication was self-evident.

Daigo actually already knew the answer to this question, and he only asked with a glimmer of hope.

After receiving a positive response, he already had the answer in his mind: "I understand. If this is the case, it can only mean that there is another Claire and Bala. But I can't be sure now. I have to wait for the test results from Genji-senpai."

Firion raised his eyebrows: "Testing?"

"Yes, testing." Daigo took out a small plastic bag containing a small amount of powder. "Genji-senpai got a strand of hair from the green-haired woman, and the powder I got. These need to be tested to confirm the ingredients. This is also the second question I want to ask you. Do you think Mewtwo will make such a special item?"

"?"

Seeing Firion's slightly narrowed eyes, Daigo realized that he had said something wrong and quickly said, "I don't mean to doubt Mewtwo, and I don't mean to offend you. There are many other Pokémon with this kind of superpower. I just want to investigate by elimination."

Firion's expression eased slightly, and after a little pondering, he said vaguely, "...Well, I understand. It's hard to say whether He can make it, but I have never heard of such a prop. But I am sure that He must have this level of teleportation ability. This little trick is not worth mentioning to Mewtwo."

"Hmm...Okay. I'll leave this powder with you for now. If you have the chance to meet Mewtwo, please ask it for me. I will also continue to investigate this matter. Thank you for today."

With a slightly apologetic smile, Daigo solemnly placed the small plastic bag in Firio's hand, then stood up and pretended to leave.

"Don't leave in a hurry. You came here in a hurry and didn't have breakfast. Eat first before you leave."

The moment he turned around, Firio's leisurely voice reached his ears, making him feel relieved.

"I really haven't eaten yet, so eat a little. I've heard that you're a good cook. Can you cook?"

Although he had already eaten bread before coming, Daigo still readily accepted Firio's invitation.

"That's a lot of requests. I don't cook at home. My mother cooks, and she's much better than me. You sit for a moment, I'll go down and bring it to you." With a nonchalant shrug and a disdainful glance at Daigo, Firio walked out of the room in his slippers, swaying with every step.

"He has a really good relationship with Mewtwo... He won't tolerate any doubt or criticism about it."

As the footsteps faded away, Daigo breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously touched his flat belly, smiling bitterly.

At his waist, the Poké Ball containing Metagross shook slightly.

"That's right. I was too abrupt and shouldn't have asked like that. Your tone was too harsh, like you were doubting Mewtwo."

Even without showing his head, he could guess the expression of his old friend at the moment and shook his head slowly.

"But, do you feel that his temperament seems to be different from a few months ago, like... a little more angular. The way he narrowed his eyes just now was really a bit scary. I have never seen this expression on his face at the Stone Market. No wonder he can get the recognition of such a proud legendary Pokémon like Mewtwo."

His mind was flying far away, and Daigo, who was thinking hard, seemed to have unknowingly used his reasonable inference to embark on a path of reasoning that was completely inconsistent with the facts.

But it doesn’t matter.

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Bread, jam, hot milk, and a little vegetable salad. When there were no nightmare monsters around, Firion always ate very simply.

Daigo, who was already full, only ate a little and then stopped, looking at Filiusven's quick eating with a smile.

"The way you eat is a bit like an old friend of mine. It looks unhurried, but it's actually very efficient."

"It's just breakfast. The little dream monsters aren't here, so there's no need to be elaborate. You can have a good meal at noon. Did you find out anything about the stone I gave you earlier?"

"There are some clues. It looks very interesting, like there is always a fire burning in the deepest part. I have put it in the display case at home. I will take you to see it when I have time. How is the training of Emperor Nabo and Big Mouth? Are the notes I gave you before useful?"

"That's great. Now they have two styles that are very suitable for each other. The next step is to let Emperor Nabo practice the cannon. The water cannon is good, but it's a bit scattered."

"That's a good idea. Emperor Nabo still needs more diverse long-range attack methods. Although water cannons are good, they also have their limitations."

"..."

"..."

After finishing the business, awkward silence suddenly fell, and a subtle sense of disharmony spread between the two.

The gesture of wanting to say something but hesitating to do so was reflected in two pairs of bright eyes.

Blinking imperceptibly, Firion whispered, "You speak first?"

Daigo was a little embarrassed for a rare moment. He hooked his fingers slightly and adjusted his neat sideburns: "Well... okay. I didn't doubt Mewtwo's meaning just now. Don't get me wrong. It was my way of expressing myself that was wrong."

"I've already said it's over. I'm not a petty person."

"Really? I don't think so. You looked a little creepy just now. I couldn't believe it when Carol told me that."

"Don't give me that. I'm very generous. At most, I'll just make a note of you in my little notebook and won't call you when I find a good stone next time. That big cat is the one who is really petty."

With a roll of his eyes and a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, Firio said meaningfully.

"Isn't that narrow-minded enough?! I can't pretend that I didn't hear this... Wait a minute, you said Chaomeng? It won't know?!"

As if he had heard something remarkable, Daigo seemed to have a spring stuffed under his butt. He jumped up from the sofa with his eyes wide open.

"You don't look like the perfect champion now." The slightly awkward atmosphere quietly dissipated. Firion slowly swallowed the last piece of bread and said with a faint smile, "As for whether He knows, who can say for sure?"

As he spoke, a faint super-powered light flashed from his fingertips, and he gently tapped the corner of his forehead.

"You two have a really good relationship."

After pondering for a long time, Daigo, who felt that he had been tricked, expressed the same emotion as he had not long ago, but with a different meaning.

"You are completely different from a few months ago, in every way."

"People always change, or grow. Do you think that's good or bad?"

"It's not good or bad, I just feel like you seem more confident and relaxed."

"It sounds like a nice thing to say, but when you say it, with this tone, it doesn't quite sound like one."

"Last time we met, you still had some respect for me. How could it be like this time?"

"Have it?"

"Of course, you just..."

"I mean last time."

"..."

"Just kidding. Last time or this time, I still respect the champion Daigo of Hoenn, okay? But if it's a strong and powerful Daigo-san as a friend, it's different. Which one do you want?"

"...You're really good at talking." Daigo's eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc, and his smile was both happy and a little bitter. "Of course, being friends is more natural... Although it's also very tiring."

"So. If it's the champion of the Hoenn League who comes here on business, I will say I have no comment. If it's a friend who comes to me for help, I can assure you that it wasn't Mewtwo who did it, because I know exactly what He has been doing for some time."

With his hands crossed and resting on the small table in front of him, Firion looked directly into Daigo's eyes with all sincerity.

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In the small courtyard, the two people who were about to part stood side by side, chatting casually.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, which one did you choose between red and blue that day?"

Before leaving, Daigo, who had put down the small burden in his heart, recalled Firio's unusual behavior when they first met, and then thought about a series of news related to him. A guess came to his mind, and he was unable to suppress his curiosity.

"Choose? Only children make choices. I want them all."

Faced with the soul-searching questions from Daigo, with whom he had only just met but with whom he got along well, Firion did not want to hide anything, nor did he feel at all that he could not express himself, and he felt justified in doing so.

Daigo's expression was a little strange: "?"

"how?"

"No, nothing much. I just think it's very much your style, cynical enough."

"No, it's very serious."

"It's going to be difficult, right?"

“It is because of the difficulty that the challenge is valuable.”

"I just feel that this is awkward and absurd no matter how I look at it..." Looking at Firion's righteous attitude, Daigo's mouth twitched slightly, "I found that you are not best suited to being a trainer."

"what is that?"

Firion gave him a puzzled look.