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The victorious challenger had a pair of red eyes but was a little hesitant at this moment, and goats and lambs appeared around the mountain peak, watching the scene, but did not move forward.

""The original leader's mount, the goat, stepped hard, conveying a meaning, take action.

嘭

"呴"

The challenger's mount goat roared and rushed out suddenly, then used its long horns to knock the original leader down to the bottom of the mountain and into the valley.

With the crashing sound, the goat on the mountain wall roared again, "崴"

Scattered around, the mounted lambs and mounted goats all knelt on the ground, with the black horns on their heads touching the ground, expressing submission to the new leader.

The new leader glanced at the bottom of the valley for the last time, then turned around and left silently.

From now on, its long horns will no longer hesitate and tremble.

Because what fell down the valley was,

its father.

Although the horse lamb under Jing Ming also knelt down, the black horn on its head did not touch the ground, which meant that it had been separated from the group.

It knows that such a ceremony will create a heavy, heroic and cold-mounted goat leader, and then lead the tribe to stand on the top of the mountain.

But knowing is knowing, but understanding is understanding, but it always feels sad.

Because it will one day become a leader, so it is sad.

Maybe one day in the future, it will have to take over as the next leader, and then knock the man on the mountain, its father, off the cliff, so it is sad.

Similarly, it is even more sad to watch helplessly as the mount goat ends its mission as a leader, and its ancestors fall into the valley.

"ambiguous"

The mount Lamb stood up and shouted with all his strength, but received no reply.

"I just saw a buzzing bat flying towards the valley, let's go." Jing Ming didn't know why he said this.

We should obviously go after those buzzing bats now, really.

He calmly patted the black horn of his mount lamb and said, "Let's go."

Lily Root Doll also put her little hand on the black horn of the mount lamb, and then tried her best to show a smile.

"Ambi"'s mount, the lamb, nodded heavily, and then flew down the valley.

At this moment, there was a visitor in the valley who arrived earlier than Jing Ming, the Pokémon reporter from the Kalos region, Pansy.

She originally just wanted to take pictures of some Pokémon's daily lives to let ordinary people know more about these magical beings.

But I didn't expect to capture such a scene.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

A yellow, lizard-like Pokémon on the ground circled the mount Goat among the rock debris, and it was still alive.

"I know, but the medicine in my hand cannot cure such an injury."

Pansy glanced helplessly at the electricity-generating Pokémon that was biting her trouser leg.

She fiddled with her illustrated book and prepared to contact several professional Pokémon doctors to see if they could rush over.

In the end, I had no choice but to subdue the mount goat.

However, once a Pokémon has been tamed by humans, it is often extremely difficult for it to be accepted by wild populations or wild individuals.

Although it is not known how wild individuals can tell that a Pokémon has been tamed by humans, this phenomenon does exist.

Of course, it's not absolutely impossible, but it will definitely be difficult.

Therefore, even professional Pokémon doctors will not adopt the method of capturing first and then treating them.

Poke balls are often the last option.

"No, no one can come in now." Pansy held her forehead and sighed, wondering why this place was suddenly designated as a Pokémon sanctuary.

Strange news, an influx of trainers, and sudden plans for a Pokémon Sanctuary.

Pansy's intuition as a reporter told her that there was definitely a serious suspicion inside.