Bottom-tier trainers in the Pokémon world

Trainer Guild.

Du leaned back in his seat, his clothes somewhat disheveled and bearing a few scratches, but they had been treated and were not a major problem.

His eyes were just empty and unfocused.

All of his Pokémon returned to normal with the help of Nurse Joy at the Pokémon Center.

Looking at the trainers and guild staff coming and going, they were all busy capturing and driving away wild Pokémon running rampant in Goldenrod City, restoring order in some chaotic areas, and reporting on the situation.

The Zapdos incident is now completely over. Tom Rukki, a fugitive from the League, has successfully captured Zapdos, which is what she has always been pursuing. The process was somewhat bizarre and tortuous, but after listening to Azir's explanation, Lance roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

According to Azir, the Zapdos that appeared was just one of the many Zapdos in this world, possibly one of the stronger ones, but not the "Thor" that everyone was talking about. The two Zapdos are fundamentally different, which involves the theory of divine roles in the Pokémon world.

That's right, Zapdos also has a species, and there have been cases of the three legendary birds being caught within the League. It is said that a high-ranking member of the League owns Articuno.

Even if the Zapdos that Tomruki caught wasn't the one with a divine title, it was still a Zapdos. Judging from the upper limit of Pokémon, it definitely surpassed most ordinary Pokémon and was an existence that could bring a trainer to the top of this world.

Yet it was still subdued.

The key lies in the "Pure Gold Feather" that was eaten by the unicorn beetle.

The "Pure Gold Feather" is a feather from the head of the divine Zapdos, possessing the power to gather lightning and even summon Zapdos. How the Alliance obtained it is now impossible to trace.

After Weedle ate "Golden Feather," the massive electric field that had sealed off the entire slum gradually dissipated, and Zapdos, which had struck Xia Yan and Weedle, somehow became somewhat weakened.

Ultimately, thanks to Tomruchi's meticulous preparation, it fell victim to the perfect coordination of her seven Pokémon, being captured by the special Poké Ball she threw out, and then disappeared from everyone's sight along with them.

someone said.

That's because Zapdos was enraged when it saw Weedle eat the "Golden Feather," which even it needed. While venting its anger with a Thunderstrike, it also weakened its own power.

Others said...

The immense electric energy gathered by the "Golden Feather" trapped Zapdos, but it also provided Zapdos with endless power. When the "Golden Feather" was destroyed, Zapdos' power weakened.

Of course, there are other opinions, each with its own perspective.

Du didn't know which guess was correct.

All he knew was that his good friend Xia Yan and his Weedle had disappeared after being struck by Zapdos's lightning, and he didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

But considering the attack from Zapdos, Xia Yan's physique and Weedle's condition probably wouldn't be able to withstand it.

"Tom Ruchi, Kenta Sato..."

Tap, tap, tap—the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor as a middle-aged man dressed in dark blue slowly walked toward Du.

“Cross over.”

The warm, deep voice seemed to exude righteousness, and the awe-inspiring gazes from those around him indicated that the newcomer was no ordinary person.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Du slowly raised his head.

What catches the eye is a face with sharp features and distinct angles, and a head of light blue hair.

"Second Uncle..." Du murmured, feeling his voice was so dry.

The newcomer was named Yuan, a member of the same Dragon Taming Clan as Du, but from the previous generation. He had a close relationship with Du's father.

He is also one of the three top investigators in the alliance, and after receiving a request for help from Goldenrod City, he rushed to Goldenrod City as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, Tomroch had already caught Zapdos and run away by the time he arrived.

“Watari, your intuition is very sharp. If we had listened to your advice earlier, the Tom Nocchi incident probably wouldn’t have developed to this point. You are a natural investigator.” Gen sat down next to Watari and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

"A natural-born investigator?" Watari repeated blankly.

She stood up abruptly, her light-colored eyes seeming to burn with a raging fire.

He looked at his second uncle, Yu Longyuan, and said firmly:

"Second Uncle, I want to go to the third cave of the Dragon's Lair for training!"

The Dragon's Cave is the most important place for the Dragon Clan. Due to changes in terrain and time, it contains many different caves. The Dragon Clan has categorized these caves according to the strength and rarity of the wild elves that live within them.

As a talented successor of the Yulong family, Du entered the first cave and brought out a mini dragon. From then on, he was considered by the Yulong family to be one of the strong contenders for the next patriarch of their Yulong clan.

The third cave skips the second cave, and the level of danger involved is self-evident.

"The third cave?" Yuan saw Wataru's determination, and after a slight surprise, he smiled and nodded. "Alright, go in when you get back, and just say that I agreed to it."

"it is good!"

Du's eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth, muttering to himself silently.

Xia Yan, I will avenge you!

...

...

The top floor of the Silver Company building.

A secret office.

In a brown leather executive chair sat a smiling middle-aged man, gently swirling a wine glass, the jewel-like red wine inside swirling softly.

He was completely hidden in the shadows.

"Gym Leader, is it fun?"

On the sofa in front of him sat a little girl who looked to be about ten years old, holding a cute plush bear in her hand and playing with it constantly.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa lay a document titled "Draft of a Simulation for the Evaluation and Control of Psychic-Type Pokémon's Uncontrolled Psychic Powers"...

Upon hearing the voice, the girl immediately smiled sweetly.

"Fun!"

Meanwhile, there were many other people in the office wearing the same uniforms, standing upright with serious expressions.

As you can see, a bright red "R" is printed on their clothes.

Bang!

As the office door was forcefully pushed open, a burly man with blond short hair and wearing a dark green military uniform strode in.

The burly, energetic man couldn't help but suppress his boisterous and impulsive nature when he saw the middle-aged man sitting in the chair.

He then said, "It's all over now. Tomruch ran away with Zapdos."

If some of the more powerful ninjas from the Kanto League were here, they would definitely recognize this burly man as Lt. Surge, the Gym Leader of Vermilion City, south of Goldenrod City, and a Trainer specializing in Electric-type Pokémon!

The little girl playing on the sofa is Sabrina, the gym leader of the Saffron City Saffron Gym!

As for those sitting in the boss's chair...

"understood."

A soft voice came from behind.

"Since you're in Goldenrod City, why don't you... that's a Zapdos." Lt. Surge grumbled in response to the reply.

Clearly, as a fellow Electric-type Pokémon trainer, he was also extremely envious of Zapdos, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed over from Vermilion City.

The wine glass was still sloshing around.

"Is Zapdos strong?"

Dark Flame

Chapter One: Return

evening.

Golden City.

A disheveled young man with messy hair and a strong, sour odor walked the streets of Golden City, attracting a great deal of attention and turning heads.

The young man seemed exhausted, yet he took each step with unwavering determination.

Beneath her messy, greasy hair were dark eyes that seemed to gleam with light.

The only things that looked relatively normal about him were the backpack on his back and the few Poké Balls that were faintly visible around his waist.

This is a trainer who came back alive, but it was so tragic.

Passersby who witnessed this scene simultaneously had this thought in their minds, and couldn't help but show expressions of pity, admiration, and indifference.

The young man suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Looking up at the towering skyscrapers lining the city, the endless stream of traffic proclaimed its prosperity, and everything seemed so wonderful.

Lower your head.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a down-on-his-luck beggar rummaging through trash in a dimly lit alley, a dark figure flashing through the sewers with an indistinct shadow, and dust and grease filling the gaps in his disguise...

Instead, it gives people a sense of crampedness, roughness, and indifference behind the glamour.

When I looked straight ahead again, I felt that everyone who walked by was wearing a fake, disguised, and deliberate mask, as if they were trying to embellish what appeared to be a beautiful scene.

"The cruelty behind all the glamorous illusions is the true nature of this world."

The young man murmured something, as if he had heard someone say something like that before, but he had never really understood it deeply.

Lift your feet and continue to enjoy the long-lost civilization.

I don't know how much time has passed.

When he stopped again, he appeared at the entrance of 115 Kelsa Street, a relatively quiet and secluded location with few people.

Without hesitation, I stepped inside.

The interior remained unchanged, spotless. When the old man tending the shop noticed the disheveled young man entering, he was clearly taken aback.

A hundred-dollar Alliance coin was placed on the counter. After the young man went inside, he casually picked up a black cloak and disappeared into the narrow, dimly lit corridor.

It took the old man a long time to gradually come to his senses.

Instead of immediately putting away the hundred Alliance Coins in front of him, he looked into the quiet interior.

He muttered to himself, "A ruthless one has arrived..."