Dawn of Pokémon

When Ye said, "One of the candidates for the next clan leader," everyone in the room was stunned, and without exception, a bunch of question marks popped up above their heads.

Even the Flame Bird sensed something was wrong. He looked around hesitantly and saw the clan leader smiling confidently. Then he nodded to indicate that he had remembered.

Yang Yu came back to his senses and retorted stammeringly, "Clan leader, what are you talking about? I'm not..."

Ye sighed and interrupted the second half of Yang Yu's sentence, "As you can see, although I think highly of him, he seems to prefer a free life than serving as a clan leader in a small valley - Lord Niyu , shouldn’t I impose my will on him?”

The clan members present have collectively fallen into a state of confusion as to who I am, where I am, what the clan leader is talking about, and the air is filled with a very quiet silence from the Flame Valley, but it creates a contrasting sense of solemnity.

The Flame Bird, who knew nothing about the cause and effect, completely believed the words of the patriarch and immediately nodded as seriously as the silent air.

"Really..." Ye vividly performed a smile that combined regret and a bit of relief.He turned around and patted Yang Yu on the shoulder, "Since Lord Niyu thinks so too, I will withdraw my previous appointment. Yang Yu, from today on, you are free to pursue the life you want."

The patriarch's voice echoed on the altar, and the scene was very touching for a moment. Unfortunately, the faces of the participants and onlookers were all blank, making the atmosphere quite weird.

Noisy chatter began to rise in the crowd.Yongzhen, who was a little further away, pricked up his ears to hear their conversation clearly. He accidentally dropped the spoon and clinked on the ground, "What? What is the clan leader talking about? Who is Yang Yu's heir? Have I traveled through time..."

Xiaoye quickly picked up the poor spoon before it was kicked away by Yongzhen and put it back on the table.

She vaguely understood Karma's intention - any Fire People would be as uneasy as Yang Yu after beating the Wupei drum without authorization.Perhaps the reaction of the tribesmen in the past two days has proved that they are deeply grateful to Yang Yu for his heroic behavior in sending back information in the enemy camp, and do not care about the so-called violations. Then humans who lived in distant ancient times paid more attention to rules and regulations than modern humans. What would the gods think?

The gentle-natured God of Niwa might not blame his clan members for this, but the young clan leader did not intend to explore this "maybe".In his narration, Yang Yu, as the successor and qualified to play the Wupei drum, conveyed important information through the sound of the drum - everything the young man did was only merit and had no mistakes, and there was no need to have any worries.

The tribesmen who were watching gradually came to understand.Many people showed a sly smile, put their hands on Yang Yu's shoulders, and said loudly, "Oh, what a shame, why don't you just refuse to do it? I'll be so happy if the clan leader wants me to take over." It made the parties involved even more confused, and they almost didn't know what year it was tonight.

And Ye met the thoughtful gaze cast by Haruna next to him, and responded with a somewhat sly smile.

Quan Lieyangu’s round of self-introductions continues.Yongzhen didn't rush forward, claiming, "My hair color alone will make Niwa-sama remember me deeply," and he couldn't help but focus on enjoying the food.Xiaoye knew that it was not suitable to overeat after a long period of coma, so after taking a few bites, she started busy preventing the Pokémon from burying their heads in their rice bowls and turning into big faces.

"Night."

When she heard the call, Xiaoye was holding the tip of the Charizard's wings with one hand to prevent it from jumping into the fruit pile. The movements of both the person and the dragon were extremely distorted, like an exaggerated version of a simple cartoon.So, when Xiaoye turned around, she saw the girl with a wreath on her head, as expected, with an expression on her face that said, "I have received professional training and will never laugh unless I can't help it."

"Good evening, Haruna-san...uh."

"Well, I like it when you call me that." Haruna smiled and nodded, lightly brushing off the fact that "the person who is familiar with Xiaoye is actually an impostor."

"I haven't thanked you yet, have I? I've heard what happened from my tribe, thank you for saving me... Pfft, hahaha."

"..."

Xiaoye watched in a cold sweat as Pichu stuck to Haruna's shoulder at some point and sniffed at her neck. The fur on her body tickled her, and the second half of Haruna's unfinished sentence was ruined.

The successor of the patriarch, who seemed to have no resistance to the itch, stood there and laughed for a long time, until Xiaoye finally let go of the fire-breathing dragon's wings with a "give it or take it" mentality, and then lifted the electric mouse up, " Pichu, what are you doing..."

"The smell is the same." Pichu raised his face and said seriously.

Xiaoye was stunned for a moment.

She already knew that the "fake Haruna" had changed her appearance and voice in some way, and even the aura of the waveguide power was exactly the same.Pichu's statement proves that the counterfeit also has the same "smell" as the real one, which should be unique.

This is not like some sophisticated disguise or deception, but more like - really transforming into the person being imitated.

Opposite me, Haruna finally wiped away her tears and stopped laughing. She said angrily, "It's so itchy." Then she waved her hand to interrupt Saya's overly serious apology.

"But I like enthusiastic children!"

She smiled and extended her hand to the little furball.The hairball happily rolled down her arms to her shoulders and lay motionless in a puddle.

"It's too crowded over there, I'm here to relax." Haruna said, sitting next to Saya without anyone noticing, and started chatting while eating.Yongzhen was very happy to see the number of dinner friends, and he kept talking about yesterday's "magnificent battle".

After Yongzhen was full of wine and food, he ran to the long queue to introduce himself, Haruna suddenly sighed.

She turned her head and looked at Xiaoye, "Are I really that similar to that impostor?"

Just when Xiaoye wanted to analyze how similar they were from different angles academically, when she saw Haruna's expression, she suddenly felt blessed and said firmly, "No, she is not as good-looking as you!"

Haruna immediately beamed when she heard this.

The dinner lasted for two or three hours, the food on the table was almost divided, and the commendation meeting in front of the gods was also over.Xiaoye was thinking about helping everyone clear away the dishes after the party, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the clan leader sitting next to the Flame Bird jumping off the altar.

The crowded crowd dispersed to both sides consciously, creating a path.Xiao Ye saw that this road led straight to her direction, and following Karma's unhurried pace, the Flame Bird also turned its head to look. The memory of facing the angry god immediately passed through Xiao Ye's mind in bold letters.

She quickly jumped up and tried to avoid it, but someone grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.

"Don't worry." Haruna just said with a smile, refusing to explain anything more or let go.But Ye has already taken this gap to pass through the crowd and stand in front of Xiaoye.

A gentle breeze fell from the sky.The flaming divine bird landed silently next to the clan leader, bringing with it a burst of warm air.

Its body is taller than the average flame bird, and just looking at it can give people a sense of oppression that makes them almost unable to move.But when her eyes met those dark eyes, Xiaoye didn't read a trace of anger, she only felt the gentleness and tranquility like lake water.

The young clan leader opened his mouth with a smile, describing everything Xiaoye had done as if introducing every member of the Fire Nation.

"...This tourist who came to the Flame Valley a week ago has helped us a lot so far. She faced the enemy alone at high altitude in the forest, buying precious time for other tribesmen to escape; she was rescued in the blazing crater She became the successor of our clan and saved her from being buried in the sea of ​​fire; she contributed in the final battle and saved the lives of many clan members with the brilliance of the moon."

He said, taking a step forward, spreading his palms to show the objects in his hands.

It was a slender goose-yellow feather, with the edges flexibly dotted with fiery bright red.Its roots are connected with carefully woven colorful ropes, making it look like a tiny hair accessory.

In the dim night, hazy light threads flow on the surface of the feathers, which is mysterious and beautiful.

"No words can express our gratitude to you, so—"

Seeing the confused look on the other side's face, Ye laughed.Haruna had already taken the feather and used it to gently tie up a few strands of hair next to Xiaoye's right ear and tie it into a small braid.

"We have decided to regard you as the 'People of the Honorable Flame'. Even if your last name is different, from now on, you are our blood-connected family." The red-haired patriarch swore gently and solemnly, "When you need us, no matter what Wherever you are, we will rush to help you – and do whatever we can to help you.”

Unlike the person involved who was still confused, the other red-haired people had obviously already known about it and immediately cheered and applauded enthusiastically.A child happily stuffed neatly tied bouquets into the arms of a stranger. Xiaoye was stuffed with several bouquets of flowers before she could recover, and she was almost drowned by the fragrant white petals.

Xiaoye rarely faced such solemn gratitude, especially when she thought that what she did was just a normal thing that any person with the same ability would do.But as soon as she opened her mouth and before she uttered a word, Red Hair preemptively said, "Don't refuse, unless you think our lives are worthless."

Xiaoye: "..." I didn't dare to speak.

The flaming bird looked at the noisy crowd, and then lowered its head.

Xiaoye watched the pointed bird's beak gradually approach her - and then carefully turned aside.

The divine bird gently touched the girl's cheek with its slender neck. Its soft feathers were filled with warm body temperature, making her whole body relax as if immersed in a hot spring.At the same time, an undetectable clear light flowed towards the girl's body, bringing a fleeting warm touch and then immediately converged, quietly lurking into the bright feather.

Xiao Ye heard a voice ringing in her mind - the voice had a hazy echo, it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female, it was solemn but not oppressive, like a soft whisper in the ear.

"Thank you for saving them and me."

The God of Niwa looked tenderly at the short human child in front of him.

"Also, it's nice to meet you - "Moon Child". "

After the dinner, the energetic Fire People didn't want to sleep at all, and started the dessert time after dinner.They firmly believed that after introducing themselves, Lord Niwa was no longer a strange bird, so they rushed to the altar and gathered around the sacred bird.

The flame bird didn't care that its feathers were being tugged here and there, and calmly picked up the collar of the child on the edge of the altar to prevent it from falling.

"Niwa-sama, Niwa-sama, I heard that if we make a wish while releasing the Niwa lantern in the river, the wish will be heard by you. Is this true?" The five-year-old child who was caught by the collar was completely unaware that he almost fell upside down. , raised his hand excitedly to ask questions.

The flame bird blinked and stared at the questioner.

"My wish is to use Niwa-sama's feathers to make a down jacket!!" the child shouted loudly.

“Or a pillow would be nice too!”

"And the quilt!!"

A group of little guys under the age of ten were having a lively discussion, but the poor flame bird was completely frozen.

It wasn't until it struggled three times between "a good god should fulfill the wishes of his relatives" and "don't want to become bald" that Haruna, who was watching the show on the side, stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over, "Stop messing around, pull it out on the god's head." Mao will be beaten by the clan leader."

The more prudent adults did not covet the feathers of the divine bird. They were just talking happily about the future of the Valley of Flames - this place is already based on tourism, and with the Flame Birds in the queue, it will surely attract more guests.

"It's just that the forest was a bit ugly after we burned it." Someone thought of the twisted scorch marks caused by the joint efforts of the Fire People and Niwa-sama, and said worriedly, "How about we buy some saplings to plant?"

"No need, we all went to see it this morning." The young man on horseback still had a loud voice even though he was not carrying a trumpet.He opened his phone with great interest and showed the photos he took to the people around him.

"Uh...ohhhhhh!!"

People exclaimed.

The charred land was clearly like hell with no grass growing on it the day before, but many new shoots have sprouted in the photo.The vibrant green is spread on the fire-burned earth, like a velvety green carpet, growing prosperously in the rain and breeze.

The people of the flame suddenly remembered the ancient legend - the land burned by the fire of the divine bird became fertile, providing a home for the people to live and work in peace and contentment.Therefore, in that era, Orange Island was famous for its sweet fruit.

The person who reacted the fastest has already shouted, "I guess we won't have to buy food from other islands in the future!"

"Can I grow my own fruit?"

"Long live Niwa-sama!!"

The jubilation at the altar continued late into the night.

After a long time, the strangers and the leader of the Fire People came to the central square and seemed to be discussing something.Ye pointed at the Covenant Pillar and was about to speak, but suddenly stopped talking when he saw the scene on the altar, and looked at each other with Xiao Ye.

The red-haired people were sleeping soundly with their gods, leaning on the soft feathers.