Monthly Calculation System in Pokémon

"There are enemies!"

"Flying knee kick!"

A poacher was knocked unconscious by a flying knee kick from Riolu just as he was about to take off the Poké Ball from his waist.

"Go! Monster Abo."

Another poacher was about to throw his Poké Ball, but how could little Riolu make him do it?

"Lightning flash!"

The little guy suddenly used Lightning Flash to catch the elf ball, and then while he was stunned, he used Lightning Flash again to rush in front of him. After punching with a bullet, the poacher was knocked away on the spot.

"solved."

"Save me...save...save...me."

After dealing with the three poachers, Riolu quickly followed the waveguide's breath and found a dying Eevee in a bush. There was a very fatal wound on his stomach, and blood was constantly flowing out of it. Even some internal organs were about to leak out.

"Little guy...you have to hold on."

Little Riolu covered his wound tightly with his hands, hugged him and ran towards the tribe.

"Ha ha………."

Little Ibrahimovic was seriously injured, and the bone-deep wound was bleeding continuously. A large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth every time he breathed, and his will to survive was not very strong. After all, his training Lian Jia died at the hands of the poacher's spirit to protect him, and now he has nothing...

"Boom boom boom!"

"Teacher! Open the door quickly!"

Little Riolu knocked on the teacher's door quickly. When Teacher Lucario opened the door, he saw little Leo holding a little Eevee covered in blood and looking at her anxiously.

"Teacher, there are poachers!"

After hearing little Riolu's words, the sleepiness of the two disappeared immediately. Teacher Lucario was responsible for taking care of the little guy Zeraora and him to catch the poachers.

"It's here!"

When the two arrived there, a poacher woke up, but as soon as he woke up, Zeraora directly used "Split" on him and killed him on the spot.

"..."

Golden lightning flashed out of Zeraora's body. He had no sympathy for these villains. God knows how many people and Pokémon they had killed. As he charged up his own electric plasma lightning fist, he killed the two poachers. was burned to ashes.

"Let's go."

Zeraora shook off the blood on her paws, turned around and said to the little guy, but saw you, little Riolu, looking at something solemnly.

"This is!"

When Zeraora walked over, she only saw that the poachers' backpacks were filled with a large number of elf balls and some trainers' belongings, and there was even bright red blood on them.

"These goddamn bastards!"

"I don't know how many young trainers have died at the hands of these people. These damn guys should really kill them with a thousand knives!"

Little Riolu gritted his teeth and said, these scum don't deserve to live in the world at all.

Little Riolu and Zeraora returned to the tribe with these two large bags of Poké Balls. At this time, the tribe was already brightly lit. A large number of Lucarios heard that there were poachers and they spontaneously organized manpower to prepare. Catch those damn poachers.

"It's Riolu Jr. and Zeraora!"

Someone spotted the two of them in the crowd, and they quickly moved closer. When they saw the blood splashing on Zeraora's claws and face, they understood. And when they saw the two large bags of Poké Balls, , everyone’s expressions became extremely ugly.

"Riolo! The teacher is looking for you!"

Another Riolu on the side called the little Riolu over.

"understand!"

Little Riolu hurriedly ran to the door of his teacher's house. When he opened the door, he saw the dying Eevee and the sighing Lucario teacher beside him.

"Teacher! Teacher! Little Eevee..."

"Alas! His injuries are too serious. He can survive until now purely because of his reflection and because he still has some unresolved obsessions. He has something to say to you. I'm going out first."

Lucario-sensei sighed, then left the room and closed the door.

"Cough...cough...little brother...are they...dead?"

Little Ibrahimovic spoke as he was dying. Blood flowed out of his mouth every time he said a word. He knew that he wouldn't live long, but he had to know whether those people were dead or not.

"We avenged you... They are all dead."

Little Riolu held his little paws that were getting colder and spoke to him in a trembling voice.

"Cough...cough...then...I'm...relaxed...thank you...I should go find my trainer..."

As the last words fell, little Ibrahimovic closed his eyes with a smile, and his life breath completely disappeared.

"..."

Little Riolu hugged the little guy's cold body and walked out of the room. As the door opened, little Riolu hugged the little guy's body and walked towards the bamboo forest under everyone's gaze.

The adults and other children followed them silently, holding torches. When they reached the bamboo forest, little Riolu leaned down and gently put down little Eevee. Then I dug a hole in the ground with my paws and gently laid his body down. Put it lightly and then bury it inside with soil.

"I hope you can travel with your beloved trainer in the next life."

After little Riolu finished all this, he turned around and walked back in the direction of the tribe, and the crowd also followed back to the tribe.

Under the pale moonlight, little Riolu stood on the big tree outside his room. Through the moonlight, he saw the warm blood on his hands. It was the first time that a life disappeared in his hands. Looking at that The pale moonlight reminded him of the day his parents left.

"What do you think?"

The leader, Riolu, looked at him under the tree and asked.

"Grandpa, why are there so many unintentional injuries and killings in the world? And why are there so many? Beautiful and young lives disappear in it?"

"The world is like this. Where there is light, there must be darkness. If there is darkness, there must be light. What we do is to look for the light that can change the world. Even if the "waveguide hero of destiny" has to pay a heavy price, even if it is It’s a road full of pain but that’s the price.”

Chief Lucario turned around and prepared to leave. He also had to settle the Pokémon that had lost their owners.

"Grandpa, I'm going to find the destined wave guide hero."

The little guy's voice came down from the tree, and then the little guy jumped down and walked firmly in front of him.

"Are you really going to find the legendary wave guide hero? You should know how cruel this matter is."

Chief Lucario looked at him seriously.

"That's right! Even if I die because of this, our will and spirit will be passed down until we find the legendary hero."