Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

ps: Well, I feel that the "live broadcast" in the previous chapter was poorly written, and it was not just a little bit poor. Please make do with it. All I need here is for the protagonist to enter the public eye. This thing will probably only be mentioned once.

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Eslo and his companions were heading towards Crown City together. At first, the atmosphere was quite depressing, but after Eslo took the initiative to bring up the topic, Xiaozhi and Pogamon gradually became active. A red light flashed, and Eslo's Morubek also joined in.

Absol and Umbreon were staring at Eslo, looking a little worried.

The occasional laughter and the sounds of the elves playing seemed to show how harmoniously everyone was getting along. Aislo also blended in as if nothing had happened.

"Gaao!" With a roar, a Garchomp landed in front of everyone, and a tall woman also jumped off the Garchomp's back.

The person with iconic blonde hair and black clothes is none other than the Sinnoh region champion, Sirona.

"Hello, I'm Sirona. This disaster can be said to be the fault of the Sinnoh Alliance's inadequate supervision. You can make a request and compensation to the Alliance within the Alliance's capabilities..."

Sirona looked apologetic. In just a short while, the Sinnoh Alliance, led by several kings, thoroughly investigated the entire Crown City and surrounding cities. Many suspicious points were found in both the Kotai Company and Kotai himself. The cause of the disaster was roughly guessed. (Here, Kotai had used his ability to predict the future many times to avoid the Alliance's supervision, but there were traces left after all, and this time he was linked to the Alliance)

Although the alliance did not bear the main responsibility this time, perhaps because of the simple folk customs, when faced with such a group of victims, the alliance immediately expressed its position and admitted its mistakes. It can be said that it showed goodwill, compensation and favors, and considering the strength of the alliance, the weight of this favor is not light.

"This is the sincerity of the alliance." Sirona handed Aislo a box, and the apologies from others were being sent to their respective residences.

Aislo put the box away to show that he accepted the apology. The symbol of the highest combat power and honor of a region came to apologize to him personally. What else could he say?

Besides, he didn't want to embarrass Sirona. This matter had little to do with her as the champion or even the entire alliance. The champion was important when the entire alliance faced a major crisis, but it seemed more like a spiritual pillar in normal times. In short, most champions were not leaders. And it was indeed difficult for such a large alliance to monitor every corner perfectly.

Shirona seemed relieved. She had long been tired of the job of the league champion. This identity had become a burden, and she could not devote all her energy to improving her own strength. It was just that there had been no suitable newcomers, and she could not give up her position like Daigo did.

"Then Miss Sirona, I..." Xiaogang rushed forward when he saw what was going on, but he was poisoned by his own bad frog before he could finish his words.

Sirona shook her head helplessly. This time she didn't have time to stop the little guy's attack. Then she went to reminisce about the past with Xiaozhi and the others, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Mary noticed Aisiluo on the side, "Are you angry?"

"No, Kotai, who was primarily responsible, is already dead, and the Alliance has given sufficient compensation. There is no need to be angry." Aislo was silent for a moment and then answered.

And... he looked at the Poké Ball containing the Limpy hesitantly. He couldn't be sure whether this could be considered the continuation of Gengar's life.

Without thinking any more, he walked towards Sirona and the others and began to listen to their conversation, as if telling Mary not to worry.

Mary looked at Aislo, and it was obvious that she was still worried, but she didn't say anything else and started to join in the conversation.

In this way, everyone chatted and laughed as they entered the Crown City and started to play. Three electric mice and a little penguin began to chase each other. After a while, Shirona left first because she needed to deal with the following matters.

Just as the sun was setting and the clouds were turning red, the group went to the Pokémon Center and rented a hotel, deciding to spend the night there.

It was late at night, and Eslo was lying on his bed. This was his first time using a bed. In the past, he had always lived a "savage life" with the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed, and he could not adapt to it.

Aisiluo sat up slowly. He couldn't sleep. He felt empty inside and seemed to want to say something. It was definitely not because Morubeko lying on the side had shocked him.

"Let's go out for a walk." He made the decision.

Eslo glanced at the sleeping Umbreon and Crocodile, and at the Absol who was staring at him. Eslo nodded to Absol, concealed his presence and left his room.

Absol fell silent. The tacit understanding they had gained over the years had made it so that they could understand each other without words. After a long while, he slowly stood up and walked out the door. He wanted to become stronger!

"Buee!" "Kaaaah!" "Mobemobe!"

Absol turned his head, and Umbreon, Crocodile and Morubek followed him. They also wanted to become stronger. They didn't want to experience the feeling of being in the Poké Ball again. They wanted to become stronger! Until they could protect Eslo and make him never cry again.

On the other side, Aislo sat on a bench on the street, staring at the moon in a daze.

"Eslo?" The girl's call woke him up.

"Mary? Are you still awake?" The girl was not wearing her usual punk-style jacket. She was only wearing a pink dress with her two messy ponytails tied up. Morubeko's head on her shoulder was nodding, as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment.

"You seem to need someone to talk to." The girl answered irrelevantly, "Let's talk together, I think you will feel better."

Seeing Aisiluo was silent, Mary began to think about what her elder brother Nie Zi did when she was sad as a child. Hmm... First tell him about your own embarrassing childhood, then guide him to speak, I understand!

"Do you have any dreams?" Mary took the initiative to bring up the topic.

"Me? I don't think so. Why don't you tell me about yours first?" Aislo answered honestly.

Marie said without hesitation: "Become the champion of the Galar region, and then revitalize Spike Town."

"Is this why she has almost no expression on her face? Carrying such a responsibility all the time..." Aislo thought for a moment, and he wanted to try to enlighten the girl.

"So do you like fighting?" Eslo asked, and at the same time his evil power became active, and a group of dark crows were attracted and landed on a tree on the side.

"Of course." Mary suddenly felt a strange sense of security. At the same time, she felt that Aislo became friendly, like a brother...a younger brother whom she could confide in.

As if remembering his purpose, he began to say: "When I was a child, I was a crybaby, and my eldest brother gave me Morubek, which was also my first Pokémon. Since then, I have liked Pokémon battles."

Then the girl started talking about the "funny" things that happened to her when she was a child. Although it was a little embarrassing to think about it now, her words gradually became more sarcastic, and she also said out the words that she usually kept in her heart. Aislo just listened quietly.

"Huh..." Mary breathed a sigh of relief. After saying the words that had been pent up for a long time, she felt more relaxed than ever before.

"Smile more~" Eslo suddenly imitated the tone of Gengar's grandmother and said, "Maybe you'll feel better." Then he raised the corners of his mouth with the index fingers of both hands, revealing a smile, his eyes as bright and soft as obsidian.

The boy's appearance was not bad, or how could the body he condensed be bad? This skin was constantly emitting evil power (except for those who like evil elves and those with pure hearts, they would feel that the protagonist is not easy to mess with), otherwise he would be called a succubus. With that brilliant smile, Mary was a little flustered, "Huh? Me? Forget it, forget it..."

"Come on, come on, it's not difficult, look at me~" Aislo's smile became exaggerated.

Mary hesitated a little, "But he finally spoke, didn't he?" She thought so, and imitated Eslo and put on a cute smile on her face, which then quickly disappeared, "Why do I feel like he is coaxing a child?" Mary felt a little ashamed.

"By the way, did you have any interesting experiences when you were a child?" the girl awkwardly changed the subject.

"When he was a child..." Aislo began to ponder. Is he still a child now?

"If it's inconvenient, forget it." Mary mistakenly thought that there was something inconvenient to say.

"No, do you want to hear about my past? Well, it's quite magical." Eslo suddenly made up his mind. This was not a secret in the first place, and there was no need to hide it. Besides, it was not a good thing to keep it in his heart for too long. If he wanted to integrate into this world, he had to find someone to talk to. For some reason, he believed Mary very much.

"Anytime." Mary nodded and finally got to the point.

...After the story, it can be seen from Mary's eyes that she is quite wonderful, and Molubeko on her shoulder was also awakened, "Mo, Mobeko?" [Is this what I can hear? ]

"...I will never tell anyone about this. By the way, if we count from the time you became conscious, you are not even two years old yet?" Mary suddenly began to examine her conversation and behavior with Aislo, determined not to lead the child astray.

"It doesn't matter if you tell others about it, and is this the aspect you noticed first?" Aislo was a little surprised, as this was exactly the same point he had initially focused on.

"Well, do you attach great importance to your race?" Mary coughed awkwardly. After all, she was indeed quite curious. She quickly got to the point. This was her purpose tonight.

"It was before, but now it's not important to me anymore." Aislo didn't hesitate.

"?" Mary raised her head with some doubts.

Aisiluo looked at the girl seriously: "Will you stay away from me because I am not human?"

"No." The girl was very firm.

"So race doesn't matter. It's enough to have companions who can play together and share the same interests as you." Aislo smiled.

Mary suddenly realized something and her face suddenly felt hot. The figure of the young man standing in front of her appeared in her mind again.

The two of them started chatting about their lives, the world's strong people, their respective dreams, and everything in between. It seemed that they never ran out of topics to talk about.

"Can I call you A Luo?" Mary suddenly asked, and she regretted it as soon as she said it, "Will it seem too intimate?"

"Of course, we are companions." Aislo replied. The girl lowered her head and it was impossible to see her expression.

The two people who were chatting so enthusiastically were not awakened until the sun rose.

"Woo!" Mary jumped up with a scream. Before she knew it, the girl was almost leaning in the boy's arms, and her head was steaming like boiling water.

"I-I-I'll go back first!" the girl stammered and ran into the house, but suddenly she stopped.

"You're planning to continue traveling, right?" Mary asked, the blush on her face still not fading.

"Yeah." Aislo nodded.

"Then can I join you? Don't get me wrong, I just think that I can improve my strength faster by joining you..." The girl didn't even believe what she said.

"Of course!" For some reason, Aislo also felt happy.

"Then it's a deal!"

"A word is settled!"

Aislo looked at the girl running away in a hurry, and a smile appeared on his lips.