Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

At this moment, everyone stared wide-eyed at that slender figure, especially Loz, who could hardly believe it.

Unmoved by the myriad expressions of the crowd, she noticed a rare hint of resentment in her delicate features, just as she had when she had spoken to Vladali with such stern spirit.

"Arrogant and haughty, Guild Master Loz, your actions and your tone seem to proclaim your love for the land of Galar. I understand your foresight and know your worries, but you have never recognized yourself. You only pour those high-sounding words on others, as if only in this way can you prove your innocence."

"Varied......"

"You clearly need the help of the champions, yet you can't trust anyone. You're like that with Leon, and so are they. You claim to be working for the peace of future generations, but you only believe that you can save Galar."

"You refused to listen to dissenting voices and were only immersed in your own ideas. Future generations may not have your quick wit, but they will know how to unite forces and how to make their hearts and words one."

"Without a doubt, you are not only not a selfless person, but also a selfish and hypocritical person, completely devoid of integrity."

She left no room for the man in front of her. Although the girl could only look up at him, the difference in height was smoothed out by their eye contact as one bent over and the other stood tall.

"As long as you are willing to speak frankly about Galar's difficulties, either side will do their utmost to come to its aid. My experience and understanding have given me this affirmation."

"Humans are social animals. Your biggest mistake is not deception, but never trusting anyone. The one who is truly out of touch with this generation is yourself."

This is what Nan Yin felt after getting involved in the matter, and what she wanted to say.

"..."

Suddenly speechless, without anger or indignation, Luo Zi quietly watched Nan Yin hugging the little beast. After a long while, he finally laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I was really stupid. Yes, I was too self-centered and too self-centered."

He clenched his fists, then loosened them, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

Fortunately, the mistake was undone. Fortunately, this world still has you, and people like them who can hold up the sky.

"Even if Galar eventually escapes its predicament because of this, I will still be a sinner for all time. I only hope that all the champions will have no mercy and will not direct their dissatisfaction towards this land, which is solely against me."

Without saying another word, the man was escorted into a police car by Officer Jenny, who rushed to the scene, and then disappeared from sight.

The unspoken words ultimately meant the loss of the only remaining opportunity—

Leon, this is the last bit of help I can give you. Young champion, you don't need the Elite Four's assistance. You are like Eterna, unique to Galar. Gather all the honors and recognition into your own body. Don't become a scoundrel like me.

"So, what's next..."

Feeling the complex emotions within him, Dan sighed softly, raising his arm to throw the Poké Ball and capture the Poison Dragon. However, the girl stopped him again.

“Mr. Dante, this is not appropriate.”

The pure white dragon lowered its wings and landed quietly behind Nan Yin, standing alongside the small beasts as each other's support.

"Why? If we don't subdue Eternatus, wouldn't the battle just now have been meaningless? Only in this way can the people of Galar never have to worry about energy depletion again."

"No, please look into its eyes and feel its emotions. Eternatus comes from outer space, but it is also a Pokémon. It can communicate with people and foster friendships, just like the Wishing Star of the Seven Nights."

Upon hearing the girl's words, Daigo nodded. The time he spent with Jirachi that day must have been one of the most beautiful memories of his decades-long life. The child's innocence and kindness had almost melted his heart.

Following the girl's fingertips, the heavily wounded venomous dragon still held its head high, its heart and eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

“We can indeed subdue it at this moment, but how is this any different from what happened a thousand years ago? The resentment of Anuttara has not been quelled. Given time, if another unexpected event occurs, it will cause the same catastrophe in Galar, and that will be the real thing—”

"It's meaningless."

"Is this Mr. Dante, the man the people of Galar want to see?"

Shaking her head, Nan Yin slowly walked towards the injured poisonous dragon. Without resistance or defensiveness, she gently placed her hand on the former's forehead, feeling the warm energy soothe her body and mind and heal her wounds.

It is a healing skill learned from several children.

Undeterred by the fierce gaze, as the healing took effect, the resentment in Wujitai's eyes faded slightly. It looked at the tiny girl in front of it, and at the white dragon that was also being comforted. A hint of unnaturalness and disbelief seemed to flash in its eyes.

“I know your predicament. A thousand years ago, when you descended, you were injured, but due to your own characteristics, you involuntarily triggered the Dark Night, which led to the two wolves driving you away and sealing you.”

"A thousand years of imprisonment, constant loneliness—even the gentlest heart, after suffering such injustice for so long, would be tainted with anger and resentment. You can't be blamed for that."

It heard the girl's lips part slightly, her voice like a gentle breeze, like warm spring water, flowing directly into the chaotic and violent depths of Wujitai's consciousness. The resentment accumulated over a thousand years, the loneliness of imprisonment, the pain of being drained as energy... these emotions, like a boiling swamp of poison, actually showed a slight softening, even a hint of grievance, in the words of this insignificant human.

Yes, this venomous dragon was wronged; it never committed evil with any preconceived notions.

“But,” Nan Yin’s voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable firmness, “it is wrong to pour this resentment onto this land, onto these innocent lives. They, like you, are merely a part of this vast world. The tragedy of a thousand years ago stemmed from misunderstanding and suffering; today, a thousand years later, we have the opportunity to make amends.”

She spread her five fingers, palm facing upwards; there was no glow from the Poké Ball, only a pure, unguarded invitation.

"It's impossible to let go of a thousand years of resentment, but you and we can gradually melt away and fade this emotion in the days to come. We are willing to understand your needs and try to coexist with you peacefully."

Dan Di's hand, holding the Master Ball, froze in mid-air. He looked at Nan Yin's slender back, at her standing unprotected before that extraterrestrial behemoth that could crush her with a single thought, and a violent shock surged within him.

Those obsessions about energy, honor, and 'uniqueness' appear so narrow and pale in the face of Nan Yin's calm words and unreserved attitude.

Trust? Coexistence? He had never considered such a possibility. He was used to solving problems and subduing powerful beings as the strongest champion, but he had never thought about understanding and coexistence.

An unprecedented sense of shame and enlightenment welled up in my heart.

Wujita slowly lowered its head and approached the girl's palm. A foul, purplish-black energy surged on its surface, seemingly engaged in a violent struggle.

That extraterrestrial will was struggling against the violent instincts accumulated over millennia. It stared at the tiny hand, then looked into the girl's clear eyes, which seemed to reflect the depths of its own soul.

In that frozen moment, as if time itself had stopped—

"Awooo—!"

"Roar--!"

Two distinct yet equally majestic wolf howls, piercing the sky like the dawn tearing through the darkness, boomed from the far horizon.

One streak of azure, the other of dark gold.

The azure figure moved with the speed of a meteor tearing through the sky, carrying a sharp sword intent that cut through illusion; the dark gold figure was as heavy as a mountain rushing forward, carrying a steadfast shield of light that could resist all evil! They came through the void, each step seemingly landing on a node in space, their speed so fast that they left two clear trails of light!

Cangxiang, Zangmarante.

The guardian legend of Galar, the watcher of the thousand-year promise, has finally arrived at this moment!

They did not attack immediately, but hovered in mid-air. The 'Rotten Sword' held in Cangxiang's mouth hung low, and the 'Rotten Shield' on Zamarant's back tilted forward. Their two majestic wolf eyes, filled with complex and indescribable emotions, stared at the heavily injured and struggling extraterrestrial visitor below, as well as the tiny human standing in front of it.

The creator of the millennium-old seal and the one who was sealed away are reunited by destiny across time and space.

Sensing that familiar yet hateful aura, Wuji Tai's enormous body trembled violently, and the violence that had just been soothed by Nan Yin's words surged up again! It let out a roar full of millennia of resentment, and the remaining energy frantically gathered in its skull.

However, this time, in that filthy light, besides anger, there seemed to be a trace of... indescribable sorrow?

The auras of Zacian and Zamazent instantly became sharp, their sword intent and shield light poised to strike. Their duty compelled them to suppress the source of the calamity once again.

Just when the fateful battle was about to be repeated.

"Stop!"

Nan Yin's voice suddenly rose, clear and sharp like the sound of a sword, forcefully suppressing Wujitana's roar and the twin wolves' low growls.

She turned abruptly, spreading her arms wide, not pointing at the two wolves, but firmly standing in front of Wuji Taina. Her silver hair danced in the vortex of air stirred up by the arrival of the two wolves. Although her figure was small, she carried an unshakable determination.

Yes, Nan Yin is not a saint. She only relies on her own senses to see and hear. She knows the direction of the story and has participated in it herself, which has given her new insights. That's why she stands in front of the vulnerable at this moment, not for personal gain, but for the sake of inner clarity.

"The tragedy of a thousand years ago stemmed from an accident that no one wanted to see. It was injuries, misunderstandings, and fear that created the cause and effect of today."

Her gaze swept over Cangxiang's sharp sword eyes, then fell upon Zamarant's somber shield-like eyes. "Your duty is to protect Galar, not to perpetuate the chains of hatred. If you fight again today, you will only be repeating the same mistakes and adding new scars to this land!"

She took a deep breath and pointed behind her at the unsteady, bewildered, and confused Wujitana:

"It is also a victim! Its resentment and pain are born from countless years of imprisonment and misunderstanding. What it needs is not suppression and sealing again, but the opportunity to be understood and accepted!"

The girl's gaze finally fell on Loth, who was being controlled by Officer Jenny and was watching all of this from afar, and she spoke thus.

"What Galar needs is not a legend to be regarded as an 'infinite energy source,' but an inclusive attitude that regards it as an honor and a source of pride. What it needs is to set aside prejudices, to understand each other, and to have the opportunity and courage to explore the path to the future together."

"This is true coexistence."

Zacian and Zamarante's poised momentum faltered slightly, a hint of confusion and shock flashing in their majestic wolf eyes. The duty of protecting them for a thousand years clashed fiercely with the alternative possibility depicted by the girl before them in their ancient consciousness.

The energy gathered by Wuji Taina slowly dissipated. Its scarlet vertical pupils stared intently at the tiny back blocking its way, then looked at the two hateful figures in the air. In its chaotic consciousness, the understanding and choices conveyed by the being called 'Nanyin' were like ice crystals thrown into a poisonous swamp, giving it a moment of clarity.

Zhu Lan gently clapped her hands together, while Du snorted, suppressing her inner admiration. Ke Erni gazed at her friend, who stood silently amidst the ruins, yet shone with undisguised pride.

The wind, carrying smoke and dust, howled as it passed over the ruins.

Zacian slowly sheathed his lowered sword, and the shield light on Zamarante's back also quietly receded. For the first time, the two ancient guardian wolves did not direct their hostility towards the extraterrestrial calamity, but instead landed on the edge of the shattered platform with scrutiny and contemplation.

Their graceful bodies lowered, their wolf eyes gazing at Nan Yin with complex emotions, and at Wuji Tai Na behind her, whose breath was unsteady but had ceased to rise.

Nan Yin breathed a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly. She knew she had overcome the most difficult step.

She turned around and faced Mukyuu Tana again, her palms still open upwards, her voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable firmness.

"The choice is not with them, but with you. Do you choose to wallow in endless hatred, or... give us a chance, a possibility of redemption, a possibility of starting over for Galar and for yourself?"

The body of Wujitana undulated slightly amidst the ruins, its tainted energy flickering erratically through the broken cracks. Its turbid pupils flashed intensely in the clear gaze of Nanyin, the silent watch of the two wolves, and the countless human gazes in the distance, filled with fear, expectation, or bewilderment.

A thousand years of pent-up resentment, the loneliness of outer space, a faint warmth of understanding, and a completely unfamiliar future called 'choice'...

Time seemed to stand still.

Finally, slowly and with great difficulty, it lowered its head, which had once looked down upon the heavens. A faint but no longer violent wisp of purplish-black energy, like a tentative tentacle, cautiously touched the girl's outstretched palm.

There is no contract to bind it, no Poké Ball to contain it, and no need for words of capture.

Only by bridging the gap between the stars and millennia, through a clumsy yet weighty touch with 'understanding' as the bridge.

The long-standing heavy clouds over Galar quietly cracked open. A long-awaited ray of pure sunlight pierced through the clouds, falling on the ravaged city of Hammerlocke, and also onto the girl's fair palm.

At that moment, the Poison Dragon spoke for the first time.

"I agree."

It said:

"Just because of you."

Chapter 264 Morning

The return of the dark night lasted only a short while. Even though most people witnessed the descent of the poisonous dragon and the legendary clash, they still thought it was just a hallucination.

However, the matter has come to an end. The grudges accumulated over thousands of years may not be able to be dissolved in a short time, but in the long run, companionship and equal treatment will eventually soothe a heart that has suffered injustice and persecution.

After this battle, the battle-hardened warrior wielding sword and shield and the poisonous dragon from outer space came to understand the truth of the past, and were no longer enemies, nor did they fall into the contradictions caused by misunderstandings.

The former returned to the Misty Forest, quietly guarding the peaceful land, while the latter, true to his nature, remained unmoved despite the repeated persuasion and promises from the Pill Emperor and others, simply stating—

This is what it deserves. Do you think a few kind words can make it forget the loneliness and distress of countless days and nights?

Time is long, and with Galar's current immense energy, it will not run out even after a thousand years. Therefore, if people want to gain its forgiveness and willingly give to this land, it depends on how they treat themselves in the future.

Of course, there are exceptions.

That day, after the battle, the girl who stood in front of him and single-handedly stopped the two wolves was the only one he acknowledged.

Even though newly published newspapers rarely reported on this matter or mentioned the former's name, anyone involved knew the enormous role that Nanyin (a type of traditional Chinese music) played in it.

With the white dragon by her side and the trust of her companions, although she is not a champion, she already has the spirit and strength to stand at the top, and she has a great deal of responsibility and commitment.

"Nanyin has really grown up so much."

Closing the report on the incident, the beautiful woman in Carlos smiled, radiating satisfaction.

"Perhaps, after some time, I will be able to give her this championship title with peace of mind."

Karuni thought to herself.

In another location, an elderly man with a hunched back sighed, his voice a mixture of pride and worry.

"That girl, in order to protect the elves and clear her mind, didn't even care about her safety. If she comes again, I will definitely have to give her a good talking-to."

Grandpa Fu couldn't help but sigh.

The acquaintances expressed both concern and reproach, but the person involved had already fallen into a deep sleep in his small room.

......

"The weather is exceptionally nice today."

Lifting the curtain, gazing into the streets and alleys, a gentle warmth washes over you as you look up.

It was a bright and sunny day.

Unfurl your brow; after every day of hard work, you are always rewarded with this gift from heaven.

She spread her hands to receive the morning light from the window, closed her eyes, and waited for the warm baking. She waited, waiting for that adorable scene from the past.

"Hmm, Nanyin."

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she murmured incoherently.