The Bottom Trainer In The Pokémon World

Chapter 673 N and N

A cramped, dark room.

The gray and white block Rock piled up this small "cage".

A beam of soft white Cal passed through the palm-sized fence and shone into the room.

Toys that were cluttered on the ground could barely be called toys.

The green-haired teenager sat on the ground, assisting the halo of the moon, and piled those blocks of different shapes into a Pokémon in the room.

It's Lilipup!

It's just that this Lilipup not only lost one ear, but also only one of both eyes.

And it, at this moment, is in front of the green-haired boy.

Lilipup's body has obvious traces of human injury. . .

Not only this Lilipup, but also surrounded by Purrloin with a broken tail and Pidove with broken wings.

These Pokémons.

All his friends.

From their mouths, the young man patiently listened to their accusations to the original owner over and over again, and the grief of their own experiences.

There were tears on the boy's face, but he stubbornly didn't cry.

Just use his gentle embrace and soft voice to soothe the three Pokémon.

These three Pokémon he considers his friends and partners.

But it was precisely because of this experience that a seed of hatred was planted in his heart when he was young.

A hatred for humans, for Trainers, for those Trainers who ignore Pokémon's own will.

squeak-

The old wooden door was slowly pushed open.

Soft orange Cal shines through the wooden door.

Immediately after.

A middle-aged man wearing a black cape, special Fuchsia-colored glasses on his right eye, and a soft smile walked in.

The blue-blue cane in his hand with the special logo printed on it made a crisp sound when it came into contact with the rough Ground, causing the three Pokémons who heard the sound to hide behind the boy and look at him in fear.

"Father."

The boy looked at the gentle smile on the man's face, and tears finally couldn't stop falling from the corners of his eyes.

The man's name was Ghetsis, and he was the boy's father.

"N." Ghetsis squatted down, pressed his palm lightly on the boy's head, and a magnetic voice sounded.

"You are our future and our hope. You must learn to be strong and turn all your pain and unwillingness into motivation. Only you can liberate all Pokémon from human beings.

You will be the new hero! Build a new kingdom and a new order! "

Teenager N stared blankly at Ghetsis.

Under the dim light, he heard from Ghetsis's words the burden he seemed to be shouldering.

Silently wiping away tears, he nodded solemnly to Ghetsis.

"Um!"

Seeing N's reaction, the smile on Ghetsis's face grew even wider.

But turning around to comfort the three frightened Pokémon teenagers, he didn't notice the father Ghetsis he was talking about behind him, and his eyes changed drastically.

The soft eyes that originally looked at him turned cold.

It was as if he was not looking at his own child, but at a monster.

Sitting on the sofa, N's mind flashed through his childhood in Team Plasma Castle, everything he aimed at, everything he experienced, and everything he was told.

Humans are selfish.

They forcibly subdue Pokémons, and ignore the will of Pokémons, forcing them to do things that Pokémons don't want to do.

For humans, Pokémon are just tools, and at worst they are pets.

But why?

N couldn't help asking himself in his heart.

Why the man outside the window.

The Pokémon on his body, even through thick glass, even at such a long distance, felt unprecedented joy from them.

Just being able to curl up in his arms is enough for a bursting Eevee.

Stronger just to protect him and his mother's peculiar Vulpix.

The appearance of Xia Yan, Eevee and Vulpix seems to have injected a rainbow into the gray-white world of N.

He couldn't help but focus his eyes and attention on the man outside the glass.

The impact of this undisguised love of Pokémon is something N feels for the first time since leaving Team Plasma's castle.

It turns out that there is still a Trainer so loved by Pokémon?

Xia Yan outside the window saw the surprise in N's eyes, stopped for a while and didn't stop, and continued to take the two little guys to the ice cream shop.

N in the building stood up involuntarily, followed Xia Yan's figure and walked to the window.

in the sun.

Xia Yan who shared ice cream with Eevee and Vulpix.

Watching Eevee and Vulpix smear ice cream on Xia Yan's face mischievously.

I also saw the intimacy of them licking ice cream together.

At this time, they stood in the sun, and N stood in the shadow of the building, forming a sharp contrast.

It seems that the outside world has become colored because of their existence, but the self inside the building is always in a gray and white world.

Inexplicable.

There was an impulse in N's heart that he had never felt before.

He wants to rush out, he wants to ask Xia Yan, he wants to ask Eevee and Vulpix, ask them how they feel.

However.

When he just lifted his foot and was about to walk in the direction of the gate, three shadows suddenly appeared behind him.

One of them said respectfully: "My king, all seven sages have arrived."

Seven sages, including his father Ghetsis.

N opened his mouth.

In the end, he was unable to express his true intentions.

He's the hope, he's the future, he's the king of all Team Plasma members with lofty ideals, and he's the hero of all Pokémon who have had enough of human ravages.

He can't be selfish, and all his actions, even his existence, are aimed at liberating these Pokémons.

This is his value.

After a series of self-comforts.

N pressed the peaked cap on his head, blocking the laughing Xia Yan and his two Pokémons in sight.

The world in his eyes seemed to turn gray again.

Follow the dark triangle and walk towards the building.

Even when he got on the elevator, his eyes never lifted.

until.

At the moment when the elevator door was closed, when he raised his eyes, which he no longer avoided, he happened to meet Xia Yan, who raised his head with his hat, in sight.

Standing in the elevator and feeling the rise, N was stunned.

He didn't know what Xia Yan's last look meant.

seem

With a little gesture, with a little friendliness, and a little pity?

Why is there mercy?

N puzzled.

But the elevator quickly reached the top floor.

Under the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and beside the arc-shaped table, there were already seven people wearing robes of different colors.

They were dressed in different clothes and looked different, but when they saw him coming, they all stood up and shouted respectfully, "My king."

Surrounded by the Dark Iron Triangle, N sat on a throne that was obviously different from that of the Seven Sages.

He's the king, so he doesn't have to do it himself, that's what his father said.

And his father Ghetsis, along with the other six sages, would do all the chores for him.

And what needs to be done.

Just be a king quietly.

Waiting for the moment to save the Pokémon, save the world.

"The main content of this meeting is to discuss the Hunter Guild. As far as I know, the general director of the Hunter Guild in the Unova Region passed away not long ago. I think this is the best time for us. .

The behavior of the Hunter Guild is in great conflict with our philosophy. "

Ghetsis looked at N sitting on the throne.

N nodded without hesitation.

He knew about the Hunter Guild, and in N's eyes, they were definitely a bunch of scumbags.

With his affirmation, the eyes of the Team Plasma members guarding the hall flashed with excitement.

"N?" Xia Yan looked up at the building standing in Opelucid City.

The Team Plasma logo is so prominent.

To be able to make an underground force so open and aboveboard, even the Rockets are not very good, right?

In the eyes of ordinary people, Team Plasma is a group of religions that promote the equality of Pokémon and humans.

They occupy righteousness.

Although their theories are unacceptable to some people.

But it also gained a large number of supporters.

And these supporters are all people who preach that humans and Pokémon should live in peace.

It is precisely because of this kind of righteousness that neither Rao nor Alliance can take Solaceon's shot without evidence.

Xia Yan rubbed his chin lightly.

"I always feel that with the beginning of the civil unrest in the Hunter Guild, some plans and actions of Team Plasma will inevitably be brought forward."

(End of this chapter)