Pokémon, but cultural invasion.

The two originally symmetrical tail fins are missing a piece, affecting the balance.

"It seems like it's my fault..."

Hiccup suddenly realized that Night Fury had been injured in the crash a few days ago, and the damaged tail fin didn't look like it could heal.

He felt annoyed with himself again, and his hand slipped, causing the pencil to fall into the valley.

Hearing the noise, Night Fury looked up and met his gaze, lowering his body in a defensive posture.

Hiccup raises its hands.

Upon realizing that he was not carrying any weapons, Night Fury's pupils dilated slightly, and his tense posture relaxed.

Hiccup was suddenly confused. Why did the other person relax?

"Aren't dragons hostile to humans and attack us relentlessly when they encounter us?"

Could it be that the experience passed down through generations on Dragon Island, as told to me by my elders, is also wrong?

He stared into the Night Fury's eyes, and for the first time ever, the gazes of man and dragon met without any malice.

At that moment, all the residents of Dragon Village held their breath.

They knew and felt that the gears of fate were about to begin turning.

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I have something to do today, so the update will be a little late and shorter.

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Chapter 159 Where Dreams Begin

The audience in the screening room was completely silent; even breathing was done in hushed tones.

Hiccup stared into those pale green vertical pupils, which held curiosity, doubt, and wariness, but no malice.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw fish swimming in the pool at his feet, their scales occasionally flashing with a silvery luster.

Sharing food is an act of kindness, whether for humans or dragons.

He pulled out the dagger from his waist, a small gesture that instantly made Night Fury's eyes light up.

"Don't be nervous, I mean no harm."

Hiccup comforted it, then slowly stepped into the lake and used its dagger to stab and lift a slowly swimming river fish.

Carrying a live fish that was still occasionally slapping its tail, he slowly walked into the legendary Night Fury.

Hiccup reached out its hand, and the fish felt cool and slippery to the touch.

"Gurgle~"

The Night Fury growled in its throat, walking on all fours, its eyes fixed on the fish in its hand, but it showed no intention of getting closer.

Hiccup quickly realized the problem. He dropped the dagger in his hand, and as if that wasn't enough, he kicked it into the lake without hesitation.

"Puff~"

The sound of a dagger hitting the water rang out, and Nightshade sat down on the spot with a grunt. His cold and dangerous vertical pupils suddenly widened and became soft and rounded.

The dragon-type Pokémon that was just moments ago exuding an aura of dominance suddenly transformed into a large black cat.

This abrupt turn of events caught all viewers off guard.

Night Fury tilted his head, his eyes fixed on the fish, then on Little Hiccup, the gurgling sound in his throat gradually subsiding.

It hesitated and took a step forward, opening its mouth, revealing a pale pink oral cavity without a single tooth.

"Huh? You don't have teeth... I clearly remember you having them..."

Before the surprised hiccup could finish speaking, a row of sharp white teeth suddenly popped out of Night Fury's mouth, moving as swiftly as a spring.

Before he could react, Night Fury had already snatched the fish from his hand with lightning speed, chewed it a couple of times, and swallowed the whole fish with a single movement of its throat.

"Toothless, Toothless..." Hiccup thought of a good name.

After finishing a fish, Toothless seemed to want more. He licked his lips, tilted his head, and approached the boy.

As the enormous creature approached, Hiccup backed away while explaining, "Haha, don't do that, I've already run out of fish."

Forced back against the rocks, Toothless lowered his head, bringing his enormous head close to Toothless's chest.

The enormous creature suddenly revealed a strange expression and made a strange "uh-uh" sound from its throat.

With a single open mouth, half a fish was spat out, covered in warm, sticky mucus.

Toothless sat on the ground, looked up at him expectantly, his eyes darting back and forth between him and the fish in his arms, as if to say, "It's your turn."

Hiccup's tense and rapid breathing subsided amidst the quiet of Toothless and the gradually rising music.

"Uh..."

He took a deep breath.

Holding the half-fish in both hands, I raised it to my mouth, closed my eyes, and forced myself to take a small bite while suppressing my nausea.

The cold, fishy-smelling fish meat stuffed his mouth full, and Little Hiccup forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace, giving a thumbs-up to indicate that it tasted good.

"Gulp~" Toothless made a swallowing motion.

"Ok?"

So you have to swallow it?

Hiccup, feeling utterly hopeless, forced himself to swallow the raw fish in his mouth, his smile more painful than a grimace.

The light and cheerful music grew louder and louder.

Toothless tilted his head, carefully observing his expression, and then imitated him, slowly stretching his lips into an awkward yet adorable smile.

A human smile looks out of place on a dragon, and it's even worse with its toothless mouth.

However, none of the residents of Dragon Village felt that it was out of place or inappropriate; instead, they all showed mysterious, maternal smiles.

More or less, they all recalled the scene of their first encounter with Pokémon in their lives.

However, their encounter on screen was clearly more special than any of their previous ones. In the movie, humans and dragons shouldn't have any conditions for trust, but Hiccup and Toothless managed to do so.

Seeing Toothless's smile, Hiccup's tension dissipated considerably. He tried to reach out his hand, but Toothless bared his teeth and ran away.

It spewed flames and scorched a small patch of ground, where Toothless made himself a warm little nest before crawling down on the ground.

Hiccup sat beside it, smiling and waving, but Toothless ignored him.

However, he did not get discouraged and gradually approached the other person.

After confirming that Toothless wouldn't hurt him, Hiccup became intensely curious about him.

She tried to reach out and touch Toothless's wings, but when she was discovered, she pretended nothing was wrong and stood up, pretending to be busy.

Toothless left his little nest in disgust and hung upside down on the tree to rest.

The lively music grew even more cheerful, with orchestral instruments and the clear sound of flutes gradually joining in, like the beginning of a story or the start of a journey.

When Toothless, hanging upside down, opened his eyes, the sky was tinged with a crimson twilight. Hiccup was sitting on a rock by the lake, drawing something with a twig.

The curious Toothless approached and saw his own simple line drawing vividly depicted on the muddy ground.

"Gurgle~"

Hiccup had noticed it long ago, but he didn't expect Toothless to bring a piece of tree trunk.

It shook its head and used all four limbs to spin, run, and leap on the muddy ground by the lake, the leaves on the branches rustling in the wind.

Hiccup stood up. On the ground was a jumble of messy lines, which was also Toothless's proud drawing.

When he accidentally steps on the lines drawn on the tree trunk, it will elicit a low growl from Toothless.

Hiccup spreads its arms to balance its body, stepping in the gaps between the lines, as if performing some kind of clumsy dance.

He wanted to see the painting in its entirety, and as he immersed himself in it, step by step, keeping time with the music, he was also drawing closer to the dragon.

Until Toothless snorted, and a warm breeze blew on Hiccup's head.

The crescendoing music abruptly stopped, replaced by soft, gentle harmonies.

As he raised his head, he slowly extended his hand.

Toothless opened his bright eyes, moved, and slowly pressed his head against Hiccup's hand.

The secluded valley was bathed in twilight, and on the shimmering lakeshore, a special person encountered a special dragon.

When palms touch head, souls draw near to each other.

The audience in the screening room, the residents of Dragon Village, and the trainers who were still traveling or had just finished their journeys all showed expressions of deep emotion.

Even though the first half of the movie depicts the struggle between humans and dragons, the subconscious perception of the audience is that the relationship between Pokémon and humans has not changed.

Hiccup and Toothless's interaction was so natural. The awkwardness between the two, as they tentatively closed the distance between them, made countless trainers' hearts flutter and left them mesmerized.

The gentle environment and the perfectly timed music were just right.

Meanwhile, the star in the audience looked constipated.

Chapter 160: The Timeless Power of Starting with Suppression and Then Rising

The dragon and the boy felt each other's warmth.

What was a heartwarming scene in the eyes of others was glaringly jarring to Giratina.

It's not because I hate humans, or because I don't want to see Pokémon getting close to humans.

Rather, it's too "Arceus-esque," practically a manifestation of Arceus's vision for the relationship between humans and Pokémon.

Out of a certain rebellious psychology, Arceus must hate what he likes to see, and he must like what he hates.

Therefore, the star in the audience felt very uncomfortable, and the itchy "she" twisted and turned in her seat with a distorted face.

The Team Galactic members were completely immersed in and captivated by the wonderful atmosphere of humans and Pokémon.

Even the most ruthless and evil villains will have their softest spot touched when they see their Pokémon everywhere.

Therefore, this scene can move people regardless of good or evil, or regardless of their stance or identity.

Out of the corner of their eye, they noticed Huo Xing's peculiar reaction. As expected of Director Quan's film, it had actually influenced Lord Huo Xing to this extent.

Previously, some people on the internet felt that Izumi's filmmaking angles were often unconventional, suggesting that he might not be good at the classic, mainstream narrative style.

But the first half of the film has already dispelled the doubts. Who said that Director Quan couldn't make a heartwarming film? This movie is fantastic.

Compared to those Golden Age masterpieces that frequently feature world-saving events and elaborate plots, the first half of How to Train Your Dragon is a return to simplicity and extreme plainness.

There are no contrived scenes; the story is told in the most straightforward and simple way, recounting a simple encounter.

But it is precisely the encounter of two young and naive souls that is most touching.

As the harmony faded, Hiccup returned to the village under the cover of night, only to learn some bad news.

His astonishment appeared on the screen.

It turned out that the chief's father had already enrolled him in a dragon-slaying youth training camp to learn how to fight dragons.

After interacting with Toothless, Hiccup realized that he was not suited for fighting and could not bring himself to kill a dragon.

But Stoogyke went his own way, ignoring his explanations and thoughts, and forcibly shoved him into the training camp.

Little Hiccup, with his thin arms and legs, naturally couldn't keep up with the high-intensity training at the camp.

The first time he picked up a weapon and shield, even the weakest fruit-eating worm could defeat him decisively, leaving him utterly bewildered.

Furthermore, fighting dragons was never his wish, and Hiccup's mind gradually drifted elsewhere.

"Remember, a dragon that cannot fly is a dead dragon."

Hiccup fell silent during the training camp instructor's lecture. He sat by the fire, the firelight reflecting on his face, feeling both self-reproach and frustration.

The epic and majestic music gradually rose again, mixed with the night hooting of owls.

Hiccup had disappeared from the campfire. He returned to the blacksmith's shop, opened his sketchbook by the light of the oil lamp, and turned to the page about Night Fury.

Use charcoal to outline the damaged tail fin.