Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

It had been a while since Zeraora had slept for so long - although this time it was just because the power storage characteristics were overloaded and the high-intensity physical exertion caused her to faint.

Since the Great Collapse and the rampage of the Ultra Beasts, it has seldom closed its eyes, because it must always keep its ears open, catch the wind and shadows, and be alert to the surrounding environment.

The situation got a little better after taking in and protecting those weak Pokémon. However, even with flying units like Amao and Rowlet patrolling and guarding the camp, Zeraora could only take a light sleep and not a deep sleep.

You know, cats have a very high need for sleep. It is no exaggeration to say that under normal circumstances, they spend two-thirds of their 24 hours sleeping.

As a mythical beast, Zeraora is not as sleepy as ordinary cats, but it still does not jump out of this big framework.

So will a sleeping black cat dream of a large field of dogtail grass?

Liang Yin, who had just escaped from the bloody mouth of the Evil Food King, laughed out loud. While guessing Zeraora's dream, he flicked the other's lightning-shaped beard with his fingers - hey, it was trembling, and he could play with it for an entire afternoon.

"Young man, here we are."

The weakling fish in the form of a school of fish suddenly spoke out a reminder, which happened to interrupt Liang Yin who was extending his "evil hand" towards the soft fur on the belly of the black cat.

The latter coughed twice in embarrassment, and with his increased strength, he easily picked up Zeraora horizontally, then kicked off with his feet and jumped steadily onto the beach.

After saying goodbye to the Overlord Weak Fish, he returned according to his memory and walked towards the camp.

……

Just as the man and the Pokémon were about to arrive and the camp was in sight, a swift sound of breaking through the air was heard, like the whistle of a steam locomotive passing by, coming from far away.

"call out--"

When the smoke and dust raised by the strong wind finally dissipated, a Pokémon with a slender figure and the appearance of an eagle landed heavily on the open space in front of them - it had three crown feathers with red roots on its head, three white feathers on each cheek, and reddish-brown coverts like a straw raincoat. Its chest and lower abdomen were covered with navy blue fine hair, and there was a yellow and blue band at the end of its tail feathers.

What a majestic and awe-inspiring demeanor.

"Human! What did you do to Boss Zeraora!?"

It hissed angrily, and its feathers rustled. It was obviously a bird, but now its fur stood up like a cat.

Liang Yin: ...The ancients were not deceiving me. He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black.

Only then did he recognize that the big guy in front of him was actually the evolved form of the Little Eagle, and its name seemed to be the Warrior Eagle - wait, it had only been out for less than a week, and that guy had successfully evolved?

"It's A-Mao. We were attacked by the Ultra Beasts in the Aether Paradise," Liang Yin explained patiently, thinking that the eagle was still so "reckless" to care about Zeraora's situation, "both of us were seriously injured."

Maybe it’s because even though his clothes were torn into rags and his body was covered in blood, in fact, all his physical injuries had healed, so it’s not very convincing, right?

Seeing the Warrior Eagle's questioning eyes, Liang Yin had no choice but to tell it everything from leaving the camp to the end of Kapu Diedie's rescue, and even showed it the general Z he got from the Overlord Weakling Fish to increase its trust.

"That's pretty much it."

He said helplessly that he wanted to spread out his hands out of habit, but the big ball of fur in his arms prevented him from doing so. What a happy trouble.

"But if you really don't believe it, there's nothing I can do."

Ah Mao shook his head, and the soft white fur on the back of his neck trembled. This action made Liang Yin inexplicably think of the plump white-feathered chickens in the market... Stop, I can't continue hallucinating! Please, this is an eagle, how can it be compared with the broiler chicken on the table?

"I believe you for now, but the specific situation needs to be confirmed after the boss wakes up."

The warrior eagle stared with sharp eyes and said so, then he lay down and said: "Put Boss Zeraora on my back, I will take it back to the camp."

Liang Yin looked at the campsite that was only a few steps away, and was full of questions: "No, aren't we almost there? Why bother?"

"Human, if the Pokémon in the camp see you holding the boss like this, they will gossip about you," A Mao said with reason. "When the boss wakes up, if he hears those rumors, he will definitely come after you."

"I'm doing this for your own good."

The brave warrior Xiong Ying, who wanted to take advantage of this golden opportunity to get "close" with his most beloved boss, explained without blushing, which made Liang Yin's eyebrows jump - this development was a little bit wrong.

"If that's what you're worried about," Liang Yin changed his position without hesitation and carried Zeraora on his back, "There shouldn't be any problem this way, right?"

He had chosen to hold the cat horizontally not simply because he wanted to pet the cat, but also to take care of the wound on Zeraora's lower back that was stabbed by Xuwuid.

However, if you choose to carry it on your back, it won't be a big deal if you pay a little attention. It's only a few dozen meters away anyway.

Seeing that his plan had failed, A Mao was worried that Liang Yin would do something inappropriate to the boss he respected the most, so he had to fold his wings and follow the other party in the strange posture of a "walking chicken".

It was not pleasant to be stared at by the eagle's eyes. Liang Yin felt as if he was being watched with a thorn in his back. While quickening his pace, he asked questions to the Warrior Eagle to divert his attention.

"Amao, how did you evolve?"

A-Mao had no intention of hiding it: "On the third day after you left, an ultimate beast whose head kept exploding approached the camp."

"In order to lure this guy away, Mumuxiao, Xiao Duer and I wanted to attract its attention, but the ultimate beast's purpose was very clear, it was heading for the camp."

"Thinking that we couldn't let it get any closer to the camp, the three of us launched an attack on the Ultra Beast, but it had little effect. The other party just threw out its head, which blew us up."

It is the Ultimate Beast, Bang-Head Clown. Its habit is to cause sudden fright to other creatures by exploding its own head, and then take the opportunity to plunder their life breath and frightened emotions, and then convert them into the energy it needs.

Then, the Bang-Head Clown, who has lost his mind and acts only on instinct, will not absorb life energy in a restrained manner as usual. Draining the pond to catch all the fish is not something that a brainless person would consider - so it is a very dangerous existence.

"What happened next?" Liang Yin knew that the highlight was yet to come. Although he had almost guessed the result, considering the other party's sense of accomplishment, he still cooperated and continued to ask questions.

As expected, when talking about his heroic deeds, A-Mao stretched his neck proudly and patted his chest with his wings: "Then at this critical moment, I evolved, and then with my super endurance and powerful claws, I flew that guy to a far place and threw him away."

Although he knew that some tragic processes must have been omitted, Liang Yin was still tactful enough not to point it out. He just praised him very flatteringly: "Wow, A-Mao, you are so amazing. You protected your companions in the camp. Zeraora will be proud of you."

The Warrior Eagle seemed to be very pleased with the praise. He raised his head happily like a rooster and was almost about to let out a long crow towards the sky.