Pokemon Settler

You are very discerning. Our family's pasture has been raising Kenteros since my grandfather's time.

Sartre put his hands on his belt and talked to Rock about the various advantages of his Kentero.

After stopping running, these Kenteros began to scatter around and eat grass.

Seeing Rock get off the bicycle, Sartre smacked his forehead in hindsight.

It's so rude. I forgot that you came from Sunshine Town. Come in with me and take a rest first.

Haha, then you have to get me something to eat. I'm starving just to get here early.

Rock could tell that Sartre just had a rough personality and did not mean to neglect him, so he said it nonchalantly.

His frankness and generosity were very characteristic of Sartre.

Sutter closed the gate of the ranch and took the initiative to help Rock push his bicycle and lead him into his home.

This Arbo monster is really big. I can see that you are a very strong trainer. Why don't you challenge the Quartz Tournament?

Maybe I will give it a try in the future, but for now I'd better manage my land well. I think ranch life is pretty good.

Rock and Sartre chatted while walking. He seemed to be very interested in the elf battle. He kept talking to Rock about conferences in various regions and knew many well-known trainers well.

His expression was like that of a fan before Rock traveled through time and talked about his favorite league. Rock also had a deeper impression of the battle atmosphere in the Pokémon world from Sartre.

Sutter's home is not far from the entrance of the ranch. It is a three-story wooden villa.

Judging from the style of the doors and windows and the color of the surface wood, the house has been around for a long time, but a closer look shows that it is in good condition. Not only does it not feel old, but it also adds a bit of age.

Because Sartre's mother and wife took his children on a trip, Sartre was now alone at home.

He brought a large basin of grilled steak from the kitchen and two long loaves of bread for Rock and his elves.

There's only steak and bread. I don't know how to cook anything else, but it should taste pretty good if you eat it for the first time. You can try putting the beef in the bread. I see you are bringing...

Sartre's words were suddenly stuck in his mouth. He stared at the short knife on Roark's waist with wide eyes.

Is this my father's knife?!

Rock nodded with a smile, took off the knife and the sheath from his waist, and put it in Sartre's hand.

Sartre pulled out the blade and looked at it nostalgically, then put it back into the scabbard and gave it back to Rock.

I should have thought of it earlier. You are indeed the most suitable person for the huge Arbo monster and your powerful strength.

After learning that Rock had inherited his father's dagger, Sartre became more enthusiastic and cut another piece of sausage for Rock.

Try this. My mother made it before going out. This is the only thing left. If it weren't for this knife, I wouldn't be willing to take it out.

The sausages made by Sartre's mother were very large, about as thick as a wrist, with large meat particles and a very chewy texture.

It tastes fresh and mellow when you eat it. It also has pine nuts in it, which is really delicious.

After sharing a piece of sausage with the three elves, Rock tried the steak on bread as Sartre said.

Rock cut off a palm-long piece of bread, slit it in the middle, then picked a smaller piece of steak and put it in it.

The slightly soft bread paired with the tender steak creates a rich texture. The bread absorbs the juices of the steak, making the taste particularly delicious.

With the neutralization of bread, the greasy feeling of steak is gone, making people want to eat more.

Rock dried out the bread in his hands in a few bites, then cut three longer pieces of bread and sandwiched them with steaks and handed them to his elves.

Sutter's Kentero is really well-raised and tastes unique and delicious.

Even though Sartre's cooking method is not as good as that of Old Joseph, and he just simply pan-fries it, the simple flavor of the ingredients itself is already very good.

After a night of strenuous exercise last night and a whole morning of cycling without breakfast this morning, Rock and the three elves, who were already hungry, ate a large bowl of steak and two loaves of bread.

Phew~ I'm full, thanks for the treat!

Rock felt a little embarrassed because he accidentally ate too much.

But Sartre didn't mind. Instead, he was a little happy because his cooking skills were recognized for the first time.

Neither of them was procrastinating, so Rock walked out of the house with Sartre again after finishing the meal.

Sara has already told me that you want to buy a herding elf. I have brought over all the best Kenteros that can be sold in the ranch. You can pick whichever one you like and give it to your friend. s price!

Sartre waved his hand, pointed at the Kentero group not far away and said boldly.

Well, I'm not here to buy Kentero this time. I want to buy some Meri sheep, the ones Sara introduced from the Johto area before.

Meili Sheep?

Sartre frowned and thought for a while before he suddenly realized.

Oh, I remember! Sarah seemed to have told me that. Come with me, what's there to buy for those fat little ones?

Rock followed Sutter to a stable in the pasture. Judging from the relatively remote location of the stable, Sutter did not pay much attention to these bleak sheep.

From a distance, Rock saw groups of light yellow clouds on the grass.

Baa baa

After walking in, Rock saw their appearance clearly.

Dark blue skin and light yellow hair cover most of the body, and even the head has a bunch of curled hair.

The bald sheep looks very similar to a sheep, except for its ears and tail.

The ears are like two slightly rounded black cones with a yellow stripe on each.

The slightly longer tail is also striped with black and yellow stripes. It sticks out from the plush body and sways, and there is an orange bead like a light bulb at the end.

After seeing the tall and strong Kentero, these Meili sheep do look a bit small. Rock feels that they are about the same size as his Delubi.

However, these lambs are very lively. Some are rolling on the grass, some are lying on their stomachs basking in the sun, and some are jumping over their comrades basking in the sun.

Mea~

A Meili sheep saw Rock approaching and came to his legs out of curiosity.

Rock bent down and touched the head of the Meli sheep. The hair on its head was very soft. It seemed that Sara was right. It was indeed an excellent breed.

Thinking of this, Rock squatted down and carefully inspected the wool on the Meili sheep.

Meili Yang stood there docilely, letting Roque manipulate him.

Wool is very soft and feels smooth and delicate to the touch. Rock pressed lightly and felt a little elasticity.

well?

Rock put down his hand and was about to praise Sartre about the quality of the wool, but an interesting scene happened.

As he continued to stroke the wool of the sheep, the bulb-shaped ball on the tail of the sheep suddenly lit up.

Good evening!