My elf trainer simulator

"Fake remains?"

Shanmin and Furong both looked over.

"Well, it doesn't match the psychic dream."

Kashiwagi nodded. Unknown to the cursed doll coming from behind in the dream, he was inexplicably in a third-person perspective and saw it clearly——

The explosion was too close. From that moment on, Long He's flesh and blood were separated and completely transformed into a human being, with only half a breath left.

This is quite different from the relatively complete and undamaged remains in the coffin.

certainly.

If you insist on arguing, it is not impossible to say that the cursed doll later found a way to restrain Long He's body, but the results of the kinship report are enough to prove that his judgment was correct and everything he saw was a real scene.

It's too awful.

At this moment, Kashiwagi was still frightened when he recalled what he saw and heard in the dream. He subconsciously touched the Poké Ball where his Pokémon was, and his nervousness was slightly relieved.

He took a deep breath and told Shanmin and Furong what happened in the dream.

After reviewing the memory, although it was a bit offensive to his predecessors, he couldn't help but sigh that Long and his grandfather were plagued by damn bad luck.

Since the beginning of the arena, this person's luck has not been very good.

After narrowly surviving the explosion, he encountered Pokémon getting separated, being spotted by the enemy, all dragon Pokémon losing their combat power, being spotted by enemy reinforcements, being seriously injured, and bumping into people who had not yet escaped.

If there was just one thing missing from this, the dragon and his grandfather would have escaped from the underground and embraced the light. However, he met them all, causing a generation of heroic dragon trainers to hate the depths of Huangtie Town.

Finished.

Fu Rong, who was used to seeing life and death, was silent, and Shan Min sighed quietly.

When death approaches, how many people can take the initiative to die for them like Long He?

Even if he chooses to join up with the people in front and gives up, no one will say anything.

But Long He chose to go back to find his pursuers with the bomb.

Even if no one knows about his dedication, how much blood and tears he shed, how much regret and regret he had choked in his throat before his death, and how much he slept in an unknown corner after his death.

Swimming against the current is easier said than done.

Therefore.

Only heroes are respected and yearned for.

"What Long and Grandpa did will not continue to be buried." Shanmin said seriously.

Kashiwagi knew that he planned to make a name for Long He, at least to let the inside of the rescue organization know that Long He had sacrificed his life regardless of his life.

Long He deserves greater honor and should be remembered by more people.

"good."

He nodded.

Some people think that everything after death is just a false name, and it is meaningless to talk about it after death; some people think that life is limited to a hundred years, and only if the deeds can be passed down can the world be worthwhile.

There is no way to verify Long He's thoughts, but they, the younger generation, must do what they should do.

Give meaning to those who sacrificed their lives on the road!

"..."

Fleur couldn't interrupt. As a psychic, she had witnessed many life and death separations between people, people and Pokémon, and Pokémon and Pokémon.

But the stories that happened in the land of Ole were beyond her imagination in the past.

She understands deathrattles even more clearly than Kashiwagi and Yamaminori about the unknown sacrifices. These previously incomprehensible fragments are gradually connected in her mind through Ryuwa's deeds into a magnificent history that spans decades. .

An epic story about the fearless march toward freedom, written by the people of Ouray and some outsiders.

The land stained with blood and fire has not only shadow teams and vested interests, but also countless idealists and strivers who come one after another.

And now.

Countless victims who fell before dawn held high the flame of hope, giving Ole a new life!

Dragon harmony may be the beginning, or it may be the process.

Although she had never neglected this work, she thought that she might have to be more serious and give more comfort to people who shouldn't cry.

"I'll give it a try and maybe let the cursed doll come out from the entrance to the spirit world."

When Furong first spoke, she was still a little unsure, but her words became firmer again.

Kashiwagi and Shanmin's eyes lit up when they heard this.

"That would be great! Are there any requirements or restrictions?"

"It needs to cooperate."

The biggest demand of the cursed dolls is to wait for the return of Long He, and their biggest demand is to open the entrance to the spirit world to let the lost souls in.

Is it difficult to resolve the core conflict and resolve the remaining issues?

But both of them also understood that Furong was probably not sure, otherwise she would have spoken long ago, so why wait until now.

It is better to have hope than no hope.

Kashiwagi went to wash his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and thought to himself, no wonder Mr. Liddy and the elders both said that he looked like a dragon and——

This face is basically 80% similar!

But once you laugh, the difference between the two becomes more obvious.

Long He's grandfather's smile immediately made people feel friendly, but his smile would only make people feel cold without looking at him.

Therefore, while innate genes are important, acquired experiences also have a strong influence on a person.

But then again, Long and his grandfather died underground long ago. Where did he come from?

...Another mystery.

Kashiwagi only knew a small part of the story about the destruction of the arena on the ground floor. The lives of Long and his grandfather were at least ten or twenty years. Maybe the other party had a sweetheart on the ground of Huangtie Town or elsewhere?

Let’s talk about it later.

None of this is the current focus.

"Hibiscus,"

He walked out of the bathroom and said to the two of them.

Shanmin held up his mobile phone and said, "Should I have someone separate the remains from the relics?"

"Please." Kashiwagi nodded. He was worried that he could not find Longhe's real remains, so that the relics would become evidence of the tomb.

No matter where the people of Meteor go, they will eventually return to Meteor, like fallen leaves returning to their roots.

"Longa?"

The heterochromatic Gengar, who was sleeping with his head thrown back until his nose was bubbled with snot, woke up when he heard this. He stretched out his paw to push Hupa, who was sleeping on its head until it was drooling.

Hupa turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

It wasn't until Kashiwagi stepped forward and called softly that the little demon reluctantly woke up and summoned the light wheel.

The outside of the ground floor arena.

Brito and other workers were scattered around to rest, chatting and laughing. When he saw them returning, he excitedly stepped forward to say hello:

"Mayor! Boss! You are finally back!"

"Did something happen?"

Shanmin took the situation in the passage into his eyes and felt slightly relieved when he found that there was nothing unusual.

Brito really shook his head when he heard this, "No, no, nothing happened. It's just that I've been waiting for a long time, so I'm worried about you."

Before the break, Shanmin called them to inform them that they could go back to the underground city or even the ground to rest, but Brito refused because it was inconvenient to go back and forth.

He also said that everyone thinks so.

This shows that the people of Huangtie Town are actually very courageous.

Furong confirmed from the seductive eyes that there was no movement in the cursed doll in the gap, and she began to groan as if she was aware of it.

"What's wrong?" Kashiwagi asked.

She came back to her senses and said, "It's okay, but I still have some questions that I haven't answered yet."

"I'll know it right away..."

Kashiwagi knew that after most of the mystery was revealed, the most difficult part would come. If he could not convince the cursed doll, then it would be useless to know more inside information.

Come hard?

After seeing what happened in the dream, could I still be brave enough to take action?

He looked at Shanmin, who nodded and shook his head silently as if he knew what he was thinking.

yes……

Sometimes there is no choice.

Kashiwagi adjusted his emotions and was about to brutally uncover the scars in the heart of the cursed doll.

——

Ground floor arena.

Fleur stood in the center and shook the rattle, while countless wandering night spirits rotated around her. The antenna above the head of the night spirit was as bright as an incandescent lamp.

Suddenly.

The lights dimmed, and when they came back on, an arena that was slightly different from reality appeared in front of Kashiwagi and Yamaminori.

Gray-purple vortices swirled in the sky.

"This is the gap." Shanmin murmured to himself.

At the same time, the big face of the cursed doll poked out from the whirlpool. It looked at the newly arrived Shanmin, then at Kashiwagi, and said in disappointment: "It's not him..."

Kashiwagi took a deep breath and said bluntly: "The cursed doll, the dragon and my grandfather have passed away. I know you can't accept it, but life and death are irreversible, and what is gone is gone after all."

"...You can go."

The cursed doll had no interest in talking and shrank its face.

He continued: "We have a way for you to come out from the entrance to the spirit world. Rather than being blocked here, wouldn't it be better to come out and wait?"

no response.

"We didn't lie to you!"

He raised the wooden sign in his hand and shouted: "You see, I have obtained his relics and know your past! I am his descendant and there is no way I would do anything to embarrass him!"

Still no response.

Kashiwagi raised his voice again: "In order to cover your departure and die with the enemy, he protected everything he wanted to protect! Now you are destroying the things he wanted to protect! When you see him in the future, how are you going to explain to him!?"

Still no response.

Shanmin opened his mouth and sighed.

There are certain words that Kashiwagi, as a descendant of dragons and descendants, has the right to say, but it is not appropriate for him to speak.

Fleur clenched the rosary in her hand. It was very difficult to persuade a stubborn Pokémon, and it was even more difficult to persuade a Pokémon whose trainer had died.

Humans can gradually accept it as time passes, but Pokémon cannot.

She had seen too many Pokémon who didn't want to be separated and would rather stay with the tombstones, not eating or drinking, and eventually died together. At first, she couldn't accept it, and tried her best to persuade those Pokémon.

But in the end it was still in vain.

Grandma told her that the greatest kindness a psychic can give them is to allow them to stay with the people they cherish forever.

Even if it seems cruel to others.

After Kashiwagi continued to persuade him to no avail, he gritted his teeth.

"Dragon and Grandfather want to return to their hometown until they die! Take you back to the Meteor! But what did you do! You gave the only Dragon Card that can prove his identity to someone else! He will never be able to go back until his death! No news for decades!"

rumble!

A pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the whirlpool.

Kashiwagi yelled: "He returned to the most dangerous place for you! But not only did you not let him return to his hometown! You also made his friends in his hometown never see him again! He regards you as a cherished partner! He wants to be with you Let’s go on a trip together!”

"..."

The cursed doll poked its head out again, but unexpectedly, there wasn't much anger on its face.

"Are you his descendant?" it asked again.

"……yes."

Kashiwagi didn't understand why the cursed doll said that, and took advantage of the victory and said: "Believe me, we will definitely rescue you from the entrance to the spirit world! If he really comes back to life, what will happen to him while you are in the gap between the spirit world and reality? Can I find you?"

This sentence touched the cursed doll.

But.

Its eyes suddenly dimmed, the zipper mouth opened, and three weird elf balls fell down.

Hibiscus below quickly caught it with quick eyes and hands, and Kashiwagi recognized it as the old-style elf ball held by Ryuwa.

He hurried forward, because Longhe's three dragon Pokémon were all seriously injured and forced to return to the poke ball. It was impossible to know what their status was after so many years.

no doubt.

The Poke Ball is a high-tech product that has been improved from generation to generation, from the cones and jade products in "The Legend of Arceus" to the current cones and composite materials.

Modern Poké Balls have the special power to stabilize a Pokémon's state, and can even make the Pokémon living in it okay without eating or drinking. Kojiro's Fang Cage is proof of this.

Whether the old Poké Balls have such power is unknown.

Fleur also understood this, but she didn't know how to open it.

"Turn the top nut three times."

Kashiwagi took one and showed it to her. The squeaking sound sounded like it was half rusty. Shanmin, who followed closely behind, opened another one, and Furong followed suit and opened the third one.

Bang bang bang!

Three white lights flew out as the old-style Poké Ball started, transforming into three dragon Pokémon: Tyrannosaurus, Tanabata Bluebird, and Desert Dragonfly.

They lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Kashiwagi hurriedly released the Happy Egg to help check the injuries of the three, and then called Hoopa to ask if it could open the door to the real Pokémon center here.

The sleepy Hupa sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere and quickly woke up.

It glanced at Baimu, who had a worried look on his face, and said loudly: "Leave it to Hupa! As long as Xiaobai wants it! Hupa will definitely be able to do it!"

The golden light shines and the halo opens.

Gengar took the lead to go in and take a look, confirming that it was really the Pokémon Center that came back to report.

The happy egg also means that the three dragon Pokémon are not dead and are currently in a comatose state.

The Night Demon quickly used mental strength to send them to the Pokémon Center, and Shanmin went over to explain the situation to Miss Joy.

During this time the cursed doll kept staring at Hoopa's nimbus.

When Kashiwagi saw the three dragon Pokémon being taken away for treatment by Miss Joy, he was relieved and raised his head and continued to say to the cursed doll: "What's next -"

"What is that thing?"

The cursed doll interrupted him, his eyes fixed on the nimbus.

He replied: "This is Hupa's light wheel. As long as it can understand it, it can take you to any corner of the world and find anything in the world. We went out to find Hupa before."

"Hupa... I want it to find your grandfather."

Cursed Doll speaks very plainly.

Kashiwagi was stunned for a moment and said: "Grandpa, he has already - no, you come out first and I will ask him to help you find it!"

He stopped talking in time and bargained with the cursed doll.

"You let him find it first!"

Cursed Doll is reluctant.

to be honest.

Kashiwagi was a little tired. He could understand the cursed doll's reluctance to accept Longhe's death, but it was too difficult to persuade this guy to accept the reality.

He looked at Furong. If it weren't for the difficulty of inviting this Four Heavenly Kings, he would actually prefer to fight a protracted war.

Come and see the cursed doll more often, you will definitely be able to impress it one day.

or……

Are you going to withdraw today?

"Kashiwagi kiss..." Furong saw his plan, and just as she was about to speak, the deep voice of the cursed doll came from above.

"Your grandfather is not dead! A Pokémon promised me that he would save him!"

ah! ?

Kashiwagi and Furong both looked up in disbelief.