Pokemon Dragon Rides the Clouds

The breeze is gentle. This is a battle park trimmed beside the road. It is a temporary resting place and fighting place specially built for traveling trainers.

Because there is no elf center within a few miles around here, and this road is extremely long, there have been many examples of trainers' elves dying because they did not receive timely treatment.

Therefore, under the suggestion of Miss Sirona, the champion of the Four Heavenly Kings, the alliance spent a lot of money to build a battle park here.

A battle park with a small Pokémon center.

It is said to be small because this elf center only provides free medical care, but does not provide any food or shelter.

After all, Miss Sirona's original intention was only to help those elves who died without receiving timely treatment, and not to destroy the self-reliance spirit of traveling trainers.

Food and shelter are enough in the city, but in the wild, you still have to rely on yourself.

Since the construction of this battle park, the mortality rate of elves has indeed been greatly reduced. Some trainers have even spontaneously planted many fruit trees in the park to provide convenience for those who come after them.

In the Battle Park, the lawn in front of the Elf Center is crowded with trainers from all over the world every day.

There are trainers from the Western Hemisphere, trainers from various regions in the Eastern Hemisphere, and trainers from the Sinnoh region.

People were crowded and discussing various interesting topics in groups.

Traveling is a passionate and interesting but boring thing.

Not only can you see a variety of elves and dazzling new skills, but you can also experience exciting battles with people.

But at the same time, because you spend many years in the wild, far away from people, and don’t have anyone to talk to, you are prone to depression.

Therefore, most people will choose one or a few people to go on the journey together to eliminate those lonely and unbearable times during the trip.

Of course, there are exceptions. Some people just like to act alone, such as a certain red-haired person in a corner who is slowly drinking a piece of miso soup in his hand.

Although a certain red-haired man deliberately chose a corner away from the center of the crowd for lunch, because of the six eye-catching elves around him, he was still visited by a large number of trainers as if they were rare animals.

As we all know, dragon-type elves are generally a cherished type, but the red-haired man is surrounded by all dragon-type elves.

Among them were many quasi-god elves like the Tyrannosaurus, and the fiery red turtle-like elf that heard and heard.

But that's not all. The most eye-catching thing among them is a dark blue bipedal dragon that is five or six meters tall and about the same size as the Elf Center next to it.

They knew this elf, a strange jaw dragon from the Carlos region, a powerful but also very bad-tempered rock-dragon elf.

The strange jaw dragon is nothing, the main thing is that it is a flashing elf and its simply appalling huge size.

Putting down the miso soup he was holding, Mo Hen raised his head and glanced at the people in front of him with cold eyes. He didn't like the feeling of being watched like an animal.

At this time, the strange jaw dragon, which was taking a nap happily, also opened its eyes due to the noise, and then let out a deep growl from its throat in cooperation.

The people who were watching suddenly felt as if they were in the twelfth lunar month of winter. They were startled and quickly dispersed.

Just when Mo Hen picked up the miso soup again and was about to continue enjoying it, there was another rustling sound.

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rang out from the front.

Mo Hen thought it was another blind person who looked up, but he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even react when the plate in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

In front of him is a huge figure that covers the sun. It has a ferocious mouth, long dragon whiskers, a cream-colored belly, and blue dragon scales. It is a Gyarados.

At this time, the Gyarados was breathing heavily, its red bell-sized eyes staring at Mo Hen, his eyes full of anger, resentment, confusion, and longing.

Mo Hen, who had raised his head and was about to scold him, was suddenly stunned because of the Gyarados in front of him, a Gyarados with one of its horns broken off.

This was the Gyarados that he had released with his own hands. Mo Hen was extremely certain of this.

The broken dragon horn is the best proof. It was the first battle after Magikarp had just evolved into Gyarados, and he forced the carp to fight an opponent that he could not resist, leaving permanent trauma.

Later, when his father became decadent and he decided to leave the Yulong clan, he, who was extremely paranoid at the time, regarded Gyarados as trash and released it into the rivers and seas with his own hands.

Why...appeared here?

"Huhu Gyarados, what's wrong with you? Huhu, why is it so fast all of a sudden? What happened?"

At this time, a young man who looked like he was about [-] or [-] years old, wearing a smart suit, short pink hair, and a sports cap, ran up to Gyarados out of breath and asked with concern.

Unexpectedly, Gyarados, who usually obeyed his words, ignored his concern this time. His bloodshot eyes were still staring at the red-haired guy in front of him.

The boy with short pink hair followed Gyarados's gaze and looked towards Mo Hen. He was first shocked by the size of the strange jaw dragon, but then he realized what was going on and looked back at Gyarados, who looked obviously wrong, with his thoughts in his mind. It took me a moment to figure out the whole story.

Suddenly the look he looked at Mo Hen became unfriendly.

"Hey, this rude Gyarados is your elf and it's disturbing my meal."

Hearing that the other party actually said such accusing words in a nonchalant tone, the pink-haired boy was about to explode with anger. He was so angry that he shouted angrily with the idea of ​​standing up for Gyarados:

"Please have a battle with me"

"Battle"

"Yes, battle, please have a battle with my Gyarados"

Now that he had said it, he had no choice but to continue. The pink-haired boy glanced at Gyarados beside him, who was looking at him in astonishment, and secretly clenched his fists.

I will definitely win this battle for Gyarados

"I'm not that bored."

The pink-haired boy was making a decision in his mind, but he didn't expect that the guy in front of him actually sneered and said his rejection in a completely disdainful tone.

"You, are you afraid that you will lose to the elf you abandoned?"

With an impulsiveness unique to a young trainer, the pink-haired boy shouted at Mo Hen who had put away the tableware and was about to leave.

This shouting of Mo Hen was nothing, but the other trainers who were watching on the side exploded.

Everyone has their own opinions on abandoning the elves. Many of them have done the same thing, so these people's opinions are indifferent.

But there are also some trainers who look at Mo Hen with undisguised contempt. In their hearts, elves are their partners and family members. Abandoning an elf is like abandoning a family member.