Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

Sylveon possesses incredible power, enough to shatter giant ships, but it has difficulty precisely controlling its power to avoid accidentally injuring others.

"Hmm~"

With a gentle nod, the Pink Diamond Princess also raised her hands, furrowed her brows, and focused her attention, gathering hundreds of diamonds.

"Then let them settle down and focus."

Pure white ribbons cascaded from the crown, and glittering crystals formed the skirt. With a flash of rainbow light, Diancie slowly opened her clear pink eyes.

"—Diamond Storm"

He opened his lips and uttered each word in a soft voice, and the earth rose up with rocky peaks. The drilled blocks, from silk to moisture, transformed into towering pillars that supported the giant ship from the middle, slowing its descent step by step.

Upon seeing this scene, a glimmer of light flashed in Wanlong's eyes, and a feeling that arose naturally in her heart also arose in response to the occasion.

Everyone else had given up hope, but she alone stood up before the masses. Perhaps this is what makes a hero of the United People's Army, perhaps this is what makes a protagonist of the story.

But is it really possible to do this?

"Don't worry, because I've got you covered."

Just then, Nan Yin's voice rang in her ears again, but it wasn't the words she was saying to Wan Long; instead, it was a comforting message for the blonde girl.

"gravity."

Her psychic powers were powerless to help in the crisis, but Machiana understood the thoughts of the former and listened to the prayers of countless beings.

An invisible force transformed into blue light, overturning the Earth's gravity and slowing the warship's descent.

But this was not the end. Sensing the girl's eagerness, the thunderous lizard beast broke free from the sphere and unleashed its engine with all its might, expanding and contracting the magnetic field to freeze things in place.

With the power of the Hadron Engine fully unleashed, Milton, the legendary guardian dragon of Paradise, displayed his immense strength to the world for the first time.

An unimaginable scene unfolded before their eyes, and everyone in Shuanglong City stared up in astonishment.

Perhaps, among all those involved, only the Interpol agents, who were still sorting through the crowd, knew that the crisis was not over and the situation remained severe.

"Don't just stand there!"

The handsome middle-aged man stood still in the middle of the road and shouted loudly.

"All trainers, all Pokémon that can use double walls and gravity, go up there!"

The trainers, regaining their senses, looked at the girl in the center of the city with awe. Before this day, they knew nothing about her, but from now on, the hero of Twin Dragons City would no longer be an ethereal deity.

For a moment, scattered red lights appeared around the city. Although they could not stop the destruction of their hometown, they might be able to reduce the damage caused by the disaster.

Far away in the Dragon Spiral Tower, where snow was falling, a green-haired youth wearing a baseball cap, with a gloomy look in his eyes, climbed the tower step by step and stopped in front.

Deep within this tower lies the Dark Stone that seals the Black Dragon Zekrom, and only heroes of ideals can gain its recognition.

He used to be able to firmly establish his own beliefs and gain the other party's approval, but now—

Feeling dejected, he suddenly turned around and looked back into the distance.

Through the howling wind and snow, the vast sea and sky, a colossal warship was crashing down on the city, which was bursting with white light.

The youth heard the cries of anguish, yet a stronger emotion and conviction propelled the elves and humans to join hands.

N pressed his thin lips together, his pupils trembled violently, and he could no longer hold back the tears welling up in his eyes.

His gaze swept across the sky, as if he caught a glimpse of that head of clean white hair and those violet eyes.

"enough."

As this conclusion states, no divine favor is needed; the combined efforts of people and spirits are enough to avert this crisis.

The roar of air friction gradually faded, and the full moon in the sky still hung high in the clouds, clearly visible. Only the enormous ship, freed from its oppressive presence, remained suspended in mid-air, facing certain doom.

The crisis was over, and the cheers of those who survived the ordeal resounded, along with gentle words of praise that arose in their hearts.

[Your heart and your actions are worthy of the name of truth. This scene is also proof of the bond between people and Pokémon.]

The long, drawn-out female voice was like a gentle stream. Rahiram softened her tone, without any disdain, and looked at the former with clear eyes, adding her agreement in a solemn tone.

Then, the phantom of the Dragon God transformed into countless stars and vanished, but before dissipating, it lowered its head, wrapped its wings tightly, and attached itself to Nan Yin's body, like a harmonious and beautiful painting of dragon and human.

[Finally, although several months have passed, I still stand by my initial statement—]

It was a deep, lingering feeling in my heart.

[I really like you, Nan Yin.]

Chapter 191 Meeting Mingyi and Entrusting Hope

The heavy clouds have dispersed, the warmth has returned, and when I look up, the moon is bright and the wind is gentle.

Perhaps the giant ship suspended in mid-air still looms high above people's heads, but the towering rock pillars, like the spine of faith, support the peace of mind and determination of the masses.

The joy of surviving the disaster, the anticipation and the cheers of worship all turned into waves that resounded continuously throughout this ancient city.

Even though the world does not know her name or origin, they still remember that graceful figure with white hair and a strategic mind, and bestow upon her the well-deserved name of a hero of the Alliance.

While one side gains the upper hand and receives endless praise, the opposing Plasma Team, facing utter defeat and with their fortunes waning, dares not even dream of finalizing their plans.

It can be said that after Quetzs was arrested and imprisoned, the organization fell apart and was on the verge of disbanding. In this operation, Akroma almost risked all its forces, but failed to achieve any good results.

"If Professor N were here, he would definitely have a better option, and he would certainly encourage us at this time..."

"But he has been expelled from Team Plasma by Quixote, and our king will never return!"

"Is that so? Perhaps it was a mistake from the very beginning..."

With heavy sighs, the members of Team Plasma, seeing that there was no way to turn the tide, raised their hands one after another, signaling that they were giving up.

Looking back at the rocky peak standing in the city center, the detective known as 'Handsome Guy' let out a long sigh of relief, finally able to relax and hand over his duties.

"Thanks to the help of the Alliance King, there were no excessive casualties in this operation, but the reconstruction of Shuanglong City and the reassurance and care for the people still need to be implemented."

With his ear to the walkie-talkie, the middle-aged man in the trench coat walked briskly, showing no sign of leisure.

How to deal with the plasma team members, how to report the work to the police... these follow-up matters all need to be handled by him.

Having experienced several incidents, both big and small, the 'handsome guy' was no longer a hypocritical person seeking credit. He was sincerely grateful for Shuanglong City's survival and was once again moved by the unsung hero's resolute act of stepping forward.

Similarly, once the Plasma Team ceased its clandestine activities and came into the open, Interpol was obliged to report the information it had gathered to the coalition.

"Stabilizing a collapsing building and turning the tide, that unknown trainer is truly a hero of Unova."

After hearing such praise, I turned my gaze back to Shuanglong Dojo, where words of apology and remorse kept coming from the old dojo master.

"I'm truly sorry for the trouble I've caused you, King Nanyin, Jiadeliya, and Wanlong..."

In a daze, Shaka's face seemed to have aged considerably, and even the wrinkles on his forehead had become deeper.

"It's alright, it's my duty."

Although the Carlos Alliance did not place an excessive burden on Nan Yin, seeing the danger and suffering of the people, she naturally had to do her part.

"It's my duty, and that really makes this old man feel ashamed."

Feeling powerless in his predicament, the old curator silently gazed at the girl before him, as if he had made up his mind.

Since this aging body is unable to stand up and protect this land, then I will entrust my aspirations to a virtuous and talented successor.

She took off the pendant from her chest, exhaled a sigh of relief, and solemnly handed it to Nanyin, her voice trembling slightly.

"King of Southern Music, I would like to ask you to accept this item, which symbolizes the convergence of ideals and reality—"

"The Gene Wedge".

"Well!"

With her eyes wide open, Alice couldn't hide her surprise upon hearing this term.

The Wedge of Genes is a treasure guarded by the Dragon Village for generations. It possesses the power to restrict the three dragons of the Way, and it is said that only true heroes can gain its approval.

Glancing at the composed young woman nearby, and then at the pink diamond princess and the thunderous lizard beast, the brown-skinned girl nodded her head, acknowledging Nan Yin's potential as a hero.

Therefore, she also encouraged herself in her heart.

—Keep going, Alice. You need to keep growing until you become a mature and reliable adult like Zhu Lan and Nan Yin, whose very back view inspires confidence!

"So, the Plasma Team was willing to abandon their warships and even threaten the local population for this very object."

Clenching his fists, Wanlong felt a surge of anger as he thought of the people who had suffered during this crisis. He also glanced sideways at the Dark Iron Triangle, who were utterly exhausted and kneeling on the ground.

"For that lofty ideal, you were treated as expendable by Team Plasma. Am I right?"

"..."

The triplets, who were always silent and had been raised as ninjas since childhood, naturally did not answer the former's question. Only Jero, the leader of the Seven Sages who was traveling with them, murmured as if mocking himself.

"We were simply abandoned by Akroma and Ghetsis. From beginning to end, we have always been loyal to the true king of Team Plasma, N!"

Having said all that was said, the group bent over and allowed Officer Jenny to handcuff them and put them into the police car.

A cold wind howled, and silence spread. Looking back at the collapsed buildings and cracked streets, everyone kept their mouths tightly shut and didn't utter a word.

After a long while, the old curator lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "The original intention of the Gene Wedge was to unite into one and split into two, thereby restraining the raging dragon. However, I never thought that Team Plasma would actually awaken and control Kyurem."

"Therefore, rather than leaving it in my old, wooden body, it is better to entrust it to you for safekeeping and use. I am very worried that Team Plasma will still try to fuse Kyurem in the future, which could lead to incalculable consequences."

Gazing intently at the composed and poised young woman, Shaka recalled the fleeting glimpse of Reshiram earlier.

—There are no excessive coincidences in the world. The whereabouts of the Light Stone are still unknown, but it revealed its true form when danger came. Perhaps, that variable was the work of the former.

With a rare lump in her throat, Nan Yin was at a loss to speak the truth. She had only been an ordinary trainer, doing her part in resisting the calamity, but she never expected to be entrusted with such a heavy responsibility by others.

Although I was determined to face the three dragons of the Dao head-on, the experience of actively accepting and passively accepting them is always completely different.

“I am not a native of the United States, so is it somewhat against the rules for me to be entrusted with the treasure of the Dragon Country?”

"Of course not. Legend has it that only the hero who saves the Unova can possess this Keystone, and you, Sister Nanyin, have undoubtedly saved the people of Shuanglong City, so how could it not be appropriate!"

Nodding repeatedly, Alice was now more enthusiastic than the girl herself.

"All right......"

Upon receiving the cold wedge stone, Nan Yin could only sigh inwardly.

Having already incurred Bai Long's debt of gratitude, and ultimately facing the entanglement between ideals and reality, it would be better to settle things cleanly and decisively, bringing the whole story to a close.

Helping up the slightly weak-legged Kernie, who was thinking about returning to the He family today, a graceful figure moved up to the group.

"Could I borrow a few minutes of your time? I have some facts to report, handsome."

A ponytail that falls to the waist and a bun tied at the back of the forehead—these two elements not only enhance the girl's vitality but also accentuate her delicate features, good figure, and especially her full bust.

At a glance, Nan Yin recognized the young girl as Ming Yi, the protagonist of the second generation of black and white.

Chapter 192 I'm Your Fan

"Ningyi-chan, long time no see~"

Unlike the other group of strangers, the brown-skinned girl immediately threw herself into the former's arms, rubbing her forehead against his ample bosom.

"Alice, stop it! It's itchy!"

With her cheeks slightly flushed, Mingyi hurriedly pushed the former away and calmed her disordered breathing.

"Hmph, speaking of which, why did Mingyi come to Shuanglong City? I remember you still have classes at Grape Academy, right? Today doesn't seem to be the weekend."

Tilting her head to the side and asking the question in the direction of the voice, Alice seemed completely unaware of the impact her words had on the students.

"Alice, I'm angry! Don't talk to me for five minutes!"

Whether their playful banter was intentional or not, it somewhat dispelled the previous somber atmosphere, bringing life to the devastated city and causing the old curator to relax.

"I've heard about the work of the handsome detective. I believe you can handle it properly and calmly. I'm getting old, so I won't bother you any longer and will rest now."

With a cheerful smile, Shaka implied that he was entrusting responsibility and trust to these outstanding juniors in his eyes, while he himself was the perfect person to serve as their support and take on those tedious, repetitive, and easily criticized tasks.

After saying their farewells, Alice and Mingyi continued their casual conversation about their recent lives, while Wanlong and Jiadeliya supported each other and whispered sweet nothings to each other.

Nan Yin, while taking out a spray to soothe the children, listened intently to the fragmented conversations of the elders.

She naturally had a lot of curiosity about this protagonist who was free from the constraints of the plot, and even went so far as to say that Mingyi was a character she had liked for a long time.

Judging from their conversation, the other person seemed to have become friends with Alice long ago and was also teaching at Grape Academy, still a student to this day.