Pokémon White Hero

"How is it? Are you feeling better?"

"Well... very comfortable..."

Want to pull all the strings and have them shot?1?5('w')?1?2

Dylan massaged Korni's sore areas by concentrating dragon power on his fingers.

Kerni herself felt numb and numb, just like being tickled.

Dylan, who originally stole the teacher, became the one who was stolen from him. Lucario studied attentively beside him.

Speaking of which, it's not clear whether Dylan's power was given to him by Reshiram, or whether it was something he had but was turned on because of Reshiram.

But this is not the point. The point is that Dylan was greatly inspired by the use of dragon power in the process of using the dragon's wave on the furry sheep.

The current method of application is one of them. It uses the dragon's power to massage the local strained parts to relieve them, so as to achieve a disguised treatment result.

Korni moved her shoulders. Is it really not sore anymore?

"Okay, just eat some orange fruits after the meal."

Dylan flexed his knuckles. This was his first time using dragon power, but the result seemed quite successful.

Korni stretched on the spot, grabbed Dylan's hand and asked for another fight.

"You are really a fighting maniac. Forget it tonight, I have to go find the teacher after dinner. You don't need to go to your grandpa?" Dylan let go of Korni's hand.

Korni hugged her shoulders and said plaintively: "If possible, I really don't want to see grandpa. He is too strict, old-fashioned and boring."

Lucario nodded. He was also quite annoyed with his father. On this point, he and Korni were on the same side.

Helpless, Dylan could only shake his head, showing that he was helpless. Looking at N who was starting to put away the books, Dylan asked: "N, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Eating wild fruit bibimbap in the White Sandalwood Forest for so long was not something that could be relieved by having a business meal at the Elf Center. Kerni also looked at N. If nothing else happened, she would have to eat too today.

N thought for a moment and replied: "Let's have barbecue. It just so happens that the barbecue machine I bought has never been used."

Dylan and Kearney immediately clapped their hands with a smile and shouted: "Okay~"

Victini woke up from her sleep when she heard it, lying on Dylan's head with eyes shining.

This time, Dylan and the others chose to return to the Battle Castle through the regular passage and walked all the way to Mr. Yixian's study. The impact was quite bad.

After returning to the hall, Dylan and his party each went about their own business and agreed to meet in Dylan's room an hour later.

Dylan took Victini back to the room. Victini held the hat on Dylan's head and returned to the bed to continue sleeping. Dylan took off his clothes and took a shower.

After taking a shower and putting on new clothes, Dylan looked at the martial arts uniform he had taken off.

Standing there, I was a little at a loss. I probably had to return the clothes to someone else, but don't let him get them dirty.

So I threw it in the washing machine and went out with Victini.

Martial arts uniform: Do you think you are very humorous?

Taking advantage of this time, Dylan came to Dorasena's door and knocked, but the door still opened.

Arriving at the living room of the room, Dorasena was indeed here.

Dorasena was constantly reading something on the sofa in the living room. There was a thick stack of books and printed papers on the coffee table.

A drop of cold sweat fell on Dylan's head, and he felt something was wrong.

Now he understands the thoughts of the single-headed dragon. He should be gentler with the single-headed dragon in the future...

Dorasena looked at Dylan's disbelieving look and burst out laughing: "Sit down, you don't have to have an unacceptable expression. I decided this based on your usual arrangements."

That's good... Dylan wiped the sweat on his head and smiled reluctantly. After all, he didn't know what Dorasena's standard was now.

Dorasena closed a book, placed it on the table, and slid it in front of Dylan.

Dylan looked at the cover of the book and read out its name: "The Elf Illustrated Book?"

Opening the cover of the book, there are at least more than 800 elves recorded in this thick book. These are only the types of elves currently explored by humans.

Dylan found information on his five elves, even Victini, and it was covered with two photos.

The previous photo, which looked clearer, was a Victini that looked even smaller than Dylan's Victini. She was looking at something carefully.

The other one looked a bit older, about the same size as Dylan's Victini, and it was flying in the sky.

The Victini in both photos is a little blurry, but it’s definitely Victini.

Victini flew down from Dylan's head, looked at the photos above and shook her head. At least she was sure that the Victini in the two photos was not her, but she had never seen anyone other than herself. ctini.

"Is that so?" Dylan touched Victini's head. At least he knew that there were indeed Victini's kin in this world, which was also a good thing.

"The elves in this book are all the elves confirmed by the alliance based on historical data and existing information from various places, and this book is only owned by a very few people in the alliance, so if you have free time, come to me. Read this book and don’t tell anyone else,” Dorasena warned Dylan.

Dylan doesn't understand. If this kind of book is exposed to the outside world, it will definitely attract people who don't know about elves to try to become trainers or breeders, and they will definitely have a higher impression of the Elf Alliance.

Obviously this kind of thing must be very attractive to the alliance that wants more people to become trainers. Why was this decision made?

Listening to Dorasena's deliberately instructive tone, Dylan could only nod.

If you can stand at a higher place, you may be able to know more things.