"Congratulations Dawn."
Xiaoyun is also rare to see Dawn take the initiative to subdue Pokémon. He looked at Poké Ball in her hand and said with a smile:
"This guy looks cold, but he is actually very affectionate. He will definitely be your right-hand man in the future."
Even from his perspective, this Doublade is also a good Pokémon.
The ancient sword Ghost type was born on the battlefield, has rich experience, and values love and justice.
This may be the correct way to open Ghost-type.
"That's right, I can see that, okay."
Dawn raised her head and raised her nose slightly. She was no longer a novice trainer.
At this moment, there suddenly came a soft sound of wind blowing leaves outside the window.
The dark clouds dispersed at some point, the rain stopped, and there was even a faint Moonlight on the horizon.
"Hey, the rain has stopped?"
Xiaoyun reached out and pushed open half of the window, and the evening breeze immediately rushed in.
"Looks like I'll have a good night's sleep tonight."
Dawn rubbed his sore shoulders and relaxed, feeling tired all of a sudden.
Afterwards, the two simply tidied up the house, laid out a layer of mats, and fell asleep hugging each other.
The night was getting darker and only the soft sound of breathing was left in the room.
At this time, Poké Ball suddenly lit up, and the figure of Doublade appeared in the house out of thin air.
However, Doublade did not disturb the two of them. He just rotated around the desk and touched the pages of the diary with the tip of his sword.
At this time, the diary on the desk suddenly opened on its own, turning to the last page with a clatter.
Writing appears on the page.
It can even be said to be a picture.
However, only Gengar and Darkrai, both hidden in the shadows, were watching this scene.
"September 7th, Fog"
It hurts!
It's not the injury to the shoulder, it's the cold that penetrates the bones.
I opened my eyes suddenly and found myself lying in a grassy field, no longer on the battlefield.
Just as I was about to stand up, my shoulder was suddenly licked by something, which was soft and slightly cool.
Looking down, I almost shouted.
A palm-sized Scary Face pattern is floating on my chest. The Blue-Gray-colored body looks like a scabbard, with three blood-red ribbons floating on the top.
Looking carefully, it was the strip of cloth I had wrapped three layers around the hilt of the sword back then, but now it was like a little braid on the top of my head, swaying gently.
It is Blue-Gray.
"You..."
As soon as I raised my hand, the scabbard suddenly moved back, and the sword tip drooped downwards, as if to scare me.
The red eyes flickered on and off, showing a bit of grievance.
It's Blue-Gray, it can't be wrong.
It becomes alive!
I tentatively stretched out my hand, palm facing up.
It hesitated for a moment, then suddenly jumped into my hand, its scabbard gently rubbing against my wound.
The coolness spreads along the blood, and most of the severe pain in the shoulder disappears like an ebbing tide.
It shook the sword, then straightened it in the direction I came from, and the ribbon swayed back and forth, as if saying.
Come on, I'll take you home.
I stretched out my other hand and gently covered it.
It immediately leaned into my palm, and the red cloth band was pressed against my heart. I could feel it trembling slightly, like a frightened child.
It turns out that it has been waiting for me all along.
"October 16, sunny"
The shoulder injury has not healed yet, and there is still a dull pain on cloudy and rainy days, but Blue-Gray always likes to pester me to practice sword practice.
It has now become a "little monster" in the village, and children always peek at it from the wall of my courtyard.
When practicing sword practice, it always likes to make trouble.
I swung my sword towards the wooden stake, and it suddenly jumped out from the side and blocked the tip of my sword with its own scabbard.
I deliberately teased it, slowing down my moves for half a beat, and it actually poked my waist with the hilt of the sword, tickling me so much that I laughed out loud, and the sword moves were instantly messed up.
"You little guy."
I grabbed its streamer and pulled it gently:
"You were not so squeamish on the battlefield back then."
It suddenly became quiet, the ribbon hung down, and the tip of the sword touched the back of my hand, feeling cool.
I looked down and saw that the light in its eyes dimmed, as if I was remembering those days of blood and fire.
"I'm not afraid anymore."
I touched its scabbard and my voice softened:
"Let's go home."
It seemed to understand, and gently rubbed the palm of my hand with its scabbard, as if responding.
Then, he floated up to the wooden stake and used the tip of his sword to scratch a crooked mark on the bark, which was very similar to the mark I made on the stone steps.
"Decades later..."
Years always slip away inadvertently.
The young people have turned into old people, the villagers have moved to the foot of the mountain one after another, and the yard has gradually become empty.
The old man's back gradually became hunched and he needed a cane when walking. The luster of Honedge has also faded, and it no longer likes to fly around like before.
But every morning, it would still land on the old man's bedside on time.
"Blue-Gray, I probably... can't stay with you for much longer."
One winter morning, the old man was leaning on a wicker chair, breathing a little quickly.
Honedge was suspended in front of him, the sword stirring uneasily in its sheath and making an anxious trembling sound.
The old man smiled and raised his hand to touch its scabbard:
"Don't panic, I just want to see someone who left a long time ago."
"It's time for you to go out and see the outside world. There are wider rivers and higher mountains than here."
"Sword!"
Honedge suddenly screamed, as if to refute something, it flew to the corner suddenly, and used the tip of its sword to draw out a cloth bag, which contained a Poké Ball.
It pushed Poké Ball to the old man's hand, the scabbard tilted slightly, as if pleading.
The old man was stunned, and his eyes slowly turned red:
"Blue-Gray, you want... to follow me? But I don't need a partner where I want to go."
Honedge stubbornly pushed himself into the old man's hand. The lines on the scabbard were astonishingly bright in Morning Sun.
The old man finally understood that this little guy had been with him all his life, and he wanted to follow him even to an unknown destination.
But he can't!
He wiped the scabbard with a soft cloth for the last time, his movements as slow as a ritual.
Then, he gently pressed Honedge on Poké Ball.
Bang!
The moment the red light flashed, he seemed to hear Honedge make a very light buzz.
Like the sound it made when it landed on the bedside countless mornings.
Time passed, and one day after the old man left, Poké Ball opened automatically in the empty room, and then burst out with a dazzling light.
In the light, Honedge's body is changing.
Next to the original single scabbard, another scabbard slowly emerged. The two scabbards echoed each other, and finally merged together, forming the appearance of a shield behind it.
And the two sharp swords became sharper, emitting a biting cold light.
It carries the beliefs of its predecessors and appears in the world with a completely new attitude.
Then, some travelers passing by said that when they passed the abandoned courtyard on a rainy night, they would see two white lights hovering in the courtyard.
It's like looking for something, like waiting for something.
Until one day, two young people taking shelter from the rain came here and opened the creaking wooden door.
That light finally had a new direction.
"The Youkai Present Shop I have read too much, and my stamina is really strong. I want to write one for some reason..."
The next day, Morning Sun decorated the cloud catkins with gold edges.
The two packed their bags, looked at the abandoned courtyard covered with ivy, turned around quietly, and continued their journey.
A few days later, the two of them chose to camp next to a clear river.
"Everyone, come out and get some air!"
The two immediately released Pokémon on their bodies.
Bang bang bang!
Poké Ball flashed lights one after another, and the first was the lineup of Xiaoyun.
Sceptile, Infernape, takeaway Darkrai, these three are the main battle Pokémon.
There are also the baby teams who came to Kalos, Eevee, Deino, and Tyrunt.
Next to it is the lineup of Dawn Pokémon.
Piplup that never changes, Samurott in a special form, Gengar in the shadow, Shiny Doublade who just conquered.
The last thing is the key point, Shaymin and Victini, which are self-contained!
Oh, there is also a Floette that is following silently.
After coming out, Pokémon were moving around. Just as Master Yun was preparing lunch, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Ah, I'm so lucky today, I met two trainers."
Then, a girl appeared in the dense forest.
She has bright pink long hair tied into a high ponytail.
Wearing a white navel-baring sleeveless top with a pink decorative collar and brown shorts, it fits Pokémon Trainer's identity very well.
"It's a trainer's practice to fight when your eyes meet."
The girl smiled with crooked eyes, waving her fingers in front of her body, her tone brisk but unyielding.
"Are you going to fight?"
Dawn blinked, not feeling strange.
On the road of travel, the most common people I encounter are challengers. I have seen the insect-catching boy and the ore man, but the girl in front of me looks unusual.
"Well... there are two of them today, so it's hard to choose."
The girl tilted her head and looked at the two of them, her eyes swirling between Dawn and Xiaoyun, and finally her eyes were fixed on Xiaoyun:
"Looker, let me choose you."
In her mind, in a combination of a boy and a girl, the boy must be stronger, so the challenge must be to challenge the strongest.
"My name is Penelope, and this is my partner."
Bang!
A red light flashed, and Sylveon appeared elegantly.
With a white body and pink limbs, and a flexible ribbon on her neck, she looks like an elf in a fairy tale.
"What a straightforward trainer style."
Xiaoyun smiled and thought, "Since it is Sylveon..."
"Eevee, the decision is yours."
"Buy?"
Eevee was chasing butterflies to the edge of the grass. When he heard his name, his ears perked up and he ran over.
When he saw that his opponent was his evolved form, he didn't feel scared and immediately took an offensive stance.
"It's Eevee, but it's the familiar Pokémon."
Penelope covered his lips and chuckled, then changed the topic:
"But I agreed in advance that if I win this battle, you will date me~"
"Nani??? dating!"
Hearing the word "dating", Dawn instantly became furious. He took two steps in front of Xiaoyun and held up his hands:
"Qiu Bean sack! What do you mean? Why do you have to date if you win? This is a Pokémon battle, not a competition to recruit a bride!"
Dawn's heart suddenly sounded alarm bells. What's going on with this girl? Are you trying to pry her off in front of her? Just pretend she doesn't exist!
"Alright Dawn, you know me, I don't know how to..."
Xiaoyun was about to make a quibble, but Dawn didn't listen at all and just swung it with a sword in the eye.
"Shut up! Just stay there!"
Xiaoyun was immediately stunned, swallowed his saliva, and said from his heart, "Okay."
Xiaoyun was sent away, and Dawn looked at Penelope out of the corner of his eye.
This girl is pretty pretty too. Who knows what that guy Xiaoyun is thinking, so be careful first!
Um... it seems like something happened.
Penelope looked at Xiaoyun and then at Dawn, and said sheepishly, "Haha, sorry sister, you may have misunderstood. What I meant was that if I win, I will let him follow me."
"What difference does it make?"
Dawn frowned, in her opinion, following along was no different from dating.
One of them will date her immediately, and the other will be taken home to slowly date her, so they can both make fun of her, right?
Dawn The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he opened his arms to stop:
"I don't care, you can't fight anyway. If you have to fight, then let me be your opponent."
"Well, it seems I can't explain it."
Penelope scratched his head, looking at the tense atmosphere, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Bah, bah, bah."
On the side, Shaymin dug out a popcorn bucket from somewhere and started eating melon mode.
"Oh ho, Dawn has a love rival, now it's going to be fun."
"Nini."
Victini doesn't understand, but that doesn't stop it from joining in the fun with Shaymin, and Floette also joins in.
"Which one of you is coming?"
Dawn turned around angrily and looked at his own Pokémon.
"Boga!"
In this case, Piplup naturally stepped forward to do his part.
Just when he is about to call out the final call to fight, he will definitely knock his opponent to the ground in three rounds.
But Doublade Blue-Gray Me First, this one has already reached the battle position.
"Blue-Gray, do you want to fight?"
Dawn looked surprised.
I didn't expect that not long after I conquered Blue-Gray, the other party would be willing to fight on my behalf, which was really surprising.
"Two swords!"
Doublade replied, the sword shaking slightly.
As a warrior, it is not afraid of any battle.
"Okay, Blue-Gray, let's officially start the first battle!"
Dawn clenched his fists and looked at Penelope.
If you want to steal a boyfriend from her, then stick with her until the end.
"Boga..."
On the side, Piplup, who had been robbed of his position, drooped his head and instantly transformed into a defeated Man, who was forced to move to Shaymin to watch the battle.
Shaymin looked at the dejected penguin, pushed the popcorn bucket in his arms towards it, and still stuffed half a popcorn in his mouth:
"Want some?"
"Boga boga!"
Piplup immediately turned his grief and anger into appetite, plunged his head into the bucket, and turned on the crazy mode.
The popcorn bottomed out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Shaymin quickly pressed the edge of the barrel:
"It's rice! Leave some for us!"
Penelope looked at Dawn who was ready, and did not intend to explain. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Although the opponent has changed, we must fulfill the agreement."
"If you want to take away Xiaoyun, you have to get through me first!"
Dawn silently took half a step forward, blocking Xiaoyun even more tightly.
"..."
Behind him, Xiaoyun was holding Eevee, not daring to speak at all.
If you open your mouth at this time, you will definitely be killed on the spot.
Seeing Dawn getting ready, Penelope raised his hand and waved. "Sylveon, use Swift!"
"I~"
Sylveon is light and Splash, with a pink light all over its body. With a flick of its tail, countless stars shoot towards Doublade, dragging a pink trail in the sky.