Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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Ash’s Pokemon is ready, and they have learned that there will be a battle after dinner.

Luther squatted beside He Lujia and shook him, finally awakening the sleeping He Lujia.

“If you are sleepy, go back to the tent and rest. I’ll just switch to Pokemon. After all, it’s a competition, not a formal battle.”

Herruga looked up at Mismagius, shook the head.

He knew that Luther wanted to add some energy, but even if he couldn’t participate in this kind of battle, he still had to watch. After all, he was a part of this team.

Heluga lay under the stump next to the clearing, silently watching both sides of the battle.

When the match started, Miya’s phone shook. She glanced at the number and wanted to press it directly, but when she remembered the qualification certificate she was carrying in her pocket, she suddenly had great courage.

The Staraptor vs. Marill game has already begun. Miya took the phone, sighed, cheered for Marill and left secretly.

When he walked to the park where the sound of the battle could not be heard, Miya reversed the call.

It rang for a long time, but no one answered. Just when Miya wanted to close the call and go back to see Luther’s performance, the call was connected.

“I thought you forgot to have a home.”

Miya has a lot to say. She planned a gentle start to the conversation, but father’s words made her hold back.

She did not speak, and responded to her father with a sound of breathing.

“not talking?”

Miya’s father increased his tone.

“I originally had something to say, but let’s forget it now. I don’t want to fight with you, but you seem to be arguing with me. If it’s okay, I’ll hang up. I’m still in a hurry.”

If it weren’t for this phone call, Miya should be enjoying Luther’s match, which was a happy thing, but it has changed.

“Am I wrong?” Father Miya said with obvious anger, “You have been back to Sunnycore City for more than a month, but you have never returned home once. You would rather live in Cynthia’s villa than see your family, you Still feel reasonable?”

Corsola on the side obviously heard Miya’s father’s voice, jumped up and breathed out fragrance.

“I got the Breeder qualification.”

Miya didn’t go on talking about this topic, but lightly passed by.

On the other end of the phone, he was speechless, rapid breathing, and gu lu that hesitated to talk alternately.

“I got the qualification certificate for what you said was worthless, and you thought I couldn’t live alone. I have not only lived happily everyday all, but also made many friends.”

Miya smiled heartily at the phone that was completely silent.

“Fulfill your promise.”

After a long silence, another voice came from the other end of the phone.

“There are 8 Badge.”

Miya showed a wry smile: “I remember you said that all 8 Badge and Breeder qualification certificates will do. Do you want to regret it?”

“What is so good about that guy named Luther? Why would you rather run around with him than go home.”

“I like him.”

Silent and silent.

Only the breathing from side 2 remained on the phone.

“I don’t want to be locked at home by you, as a child who has not grown up. I am not the weak Miya who lies on the bed every day.”

“I don’t want to be taken care of, I don’t want to be treated as an Eldest Miss. I stretch out my hands when I clothes and open my mouth when I eat. I never want that kind of life!”

“You never asked me what I wanted, but each minding their own business gave me what you thought I wanted.”

“I am not, little child!”

Miya shouted out with all his strength.

By Luther’s side, she could feel that she was really needed.

This kind of feeling of being needed has never happened before, and it made her feel so important for her existence for the first time.

Only by being around Luther, she has no sense of restraint, and will not change her thoughts and practices because of the eyes of her family.

For Miya, the word home only has layers of chains. They simply hope that Miya will return to the family and be a good girl.

As for what Miya needs, no one cares.

“In that case, I will prove that he is not capable of protecting you.”

Miya pu chi smiled.

“As a well-known Entrepreneur, if you lose in the match, it will be ugly. Listen to my advice, don’t do such a thing.”

“You are too close to him to evaluate him objectively. You just blindly defend him and beautify him. He is just a low-level trainer in Sinnoh, an ordinary person who can’t even pass the preliminaries of the Lily of the Valley Conference.”

Miya’s father finished speaking earnestly, thought about it, and added something.

“I will go to Cynthia to witness this battle in person.”

“If Cynthia doesn’t stop you, whatever, but what I want to say is, if you still want to have my daughter, you’d better keep your promise.”

“You are my daughter!”

“But I am Miya too.”

Miya cut off the phone.

After talking about it, at first, in fact, there should be no extravagant hopes. She and father have not been able to understand each other for a long time.

Miya wanted to be considerate of the father, and tolerate one 2. However, every time he forbeared, he would continue to squeeze the right to choose.

Luther once said that her family has too much control.

Miya felt that Luther was wrong, not because he wanted to control, but because he was deformed.

Because of Miya’s illness and weakness since childhood, everyone in the family considered her to be a flower in a greenhouse. As long as she leaves the greenhouse, she will wither and die.

This impression directly turned everyone in the family into flower farmers. They were taking care of her all the time and taking care of Miya in the way they believed to be correct.

Luther was nothing but a flower thief in their eyes, taking away the flowers that were not suitable for growth outside.

Thinking of this, Miya suddenly felt that maybe it would be better for Cynthia not to stop.

This kind of thinking may be a lesson?

When he returned to the campsite, the battle continued.

Darkrai’s Dark Void hit Infernape. Infernape wanted to use Flamethrower forcibly. Ash was yelling to wake up, but it was useless. Infernape fell asleep.

“Dream Eater.”

The mighty Mental Force attacked Infernape. Infernape who was still in the dream groaned and passed out.

“The second time…the same routine again.”

“Pikachu has tried so hard to defeat 3 people. Isn’t that okay…”

Miya looked towards Luther behind.

The stunned Marill, the exploded Espurr, and the Jumpluff with a mark on his face, it seems that these are the three that Pikachu solved.

Chansey gasping for breath, it should have been exhausted by the wheel after the battle.

Mismagius is in good form, I don’t know if he will play.

Brock stepped forward to check Infernape’s status, indicating that Ash’s victory or defeat was divided.

But Brock was a little curious. He seemed to think that after Luther sent Darkrai to the field, Luther’s battle was far less aggressive than the first few Pokemons.

Whether it is controlling the rhythm, compressing Pikachu’s physical strength, using Chansey to gain rest time, Jumpluff’s harassment tactics, and Espurr’s weather competition, Ash has a new understanding of the battle, and it can be said that he has learned valuable battle skills.

But Darkrai’s style of play seems to be… with a little bit of a trick?