What Kind of Battle is This?
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Night fell quickly, spreading across the world and covering the hustle and bustle of the day, while silence extended throughout the Green River Forest.
But every trainer knows that nighttime in Green Forest is when it comes alive.
Countless Pokémon roam the darkness, searching for food and water.
"Bruce, do you mean the sheriff when you talk about foreign aid?" Seeing Bruce hang up the phone, Oliver couldn't help but ask.
The magistrate, whose duty is to keep social order.
Bruce thought for a second before replying, "More or less."
He once heard his father mention that John Bayne, as an elite of the psychic type, seemed to have specific responsibilities related to the magistrate.
At that moment, Thomas's eyes sparkled, and he said worriedly, "It takes two whole hours to drive from downtown to the Green Forest entrance, and it takes a while to get from the entrance to our location. With all this shaking, will they arrive in time?"
"Even riding a flying mount will take a long time, right?" Oliver added after hearing what Thomas said.
Bruce understood what was worrying the two. It was already dark, and perhaps the gym-level trainer would soon hear the news of the Pokémon hunter's disappearance.
At that moment, before foreign aid arrived, they would be in great danger.
Bruce nodded toward the two and smiled, "Don't worry, my father is a powerful trainer; he'll be here soon."
Hearing this, Oliver remembered Thomas's previous guess: Bruce must be wealthy or noble, with deep connections.
As a result, the two looked at each other and said nothing more.
"You two, help me tie this man to a tree," Bruce said, taking a rope from his backpack.
"No problem."
Moments later, the trio tied the Pokémon hunter to a tree and retrieved the fallen Toxicroak and Scolipede into their Poké Balls.
Then, the trio gathered around Courtney, waiting for foreign aid to arrive.
The breeze blew, and the bright flames swayed before everyone's eyes.
Bruce treated Ralts with the healing spray once again, and the latter's condition was mostly restored, even able to play and frolic with Emolga.
Bruce took a bite of dried food, looked at Thomas and Oliver sitting across from him, and said loudly, "Thanks again for your help today."
Thomas waved his hand and smiled, "Out here, trainers are supposed to help each other; it's just a small effort."
Oliver added, "Bruce, we're the same age and both just starting as novice trainers. Although I'm not as strong as my cousin, I know how important it is to support each other."
Bruce nodded slightly and smiled, "Oliver, it seems we're destined to meet. I ran into you the first time I went to the battle club."
"Ahem."
Hearing Bruce mention that, Oliver smiled awkwardly. Quickly changing the subject, he was about to ask Bruce which university he had been admitted to.
My cousin is right; a temporary advantage doesn't mean anything—I should try to beat him in all college competitions!
But before Oliver could ask, a huge white beam of light suddenly illuminated the ground in front of them, as if it were daylight.
Bruce looked up, squinting his eyes, and saw a massive Salamence flying in the air, its blood-red wings vibrating, creating a fierce hunting wind.
[Pokémon: Salamence (Dragon/Flying)
Ability: Intimidate
Qualification: Elite
Level: Lv68 (Master)]
Master Salamence!
As an almost god-like Pokémon, Salamence is powerful and has a fierce temperament, making it hard for a Trainer to tame.
Looking back, silhouetted by the light, two familiar figures stood atop the fierce Salamence. It was William and John Bayne.
Bruce suddenly remembered that this Salamence was John Bayne's mount Pokémon, used only for travel.
Yes, Salamence is only used for travel, and only an Elite can afford such a luxury.
"A master-level Salamence..." Thomas looked up, feeling the tyrannical aura emanating from the storm dragon, his eyes dimmed, and his breathing stopped.
And behind the storm dragon, a helicopter hovered steadily in the air, with massive spotlights illuminating the area.
"What kind of battle is this?" Thomas looked at the scene in front of him and said hoarsely.
There was no doubt that this must be the foreign aid Bruce had mentioned.
But if the battle was this terrifying—a master Salamence, a helicopter here to deal with a group of poachers?
He suddenly realized he might have greatly underestimated Bruce's background.
After that, Salamence and the helicopter slowly landed in the open space in front of them, and Thomas and Oliver could clearly see the appearance of the two people who jumped off the back of the storm dragon.
The next second, both of them widened their eyes and shouted in unison, "King John Bayne!"
John Bayne walked toward them slowly and, hearing his name, nodded slightly toward the two.
Seeing John Bayne nod in response, they suddenly felt excited, their hearts pounding, their thoughts swirling, and their hands trembling.
Every Elite is the ultimate goal in countless Trainers' hearts.
Becoming an Elite means reaching the peak of the world, overlooking all beings.
Thomas was more aware of the concept of an Elite than Oliver. This is someone at the pinnacle, admired by thousands, and respected beyond measure.
Moreover, this was the prestigious King John Bayne, an elite with unparalleled combat power!
Despite his age, his strength has always been firmly at the forefront among Elites.
It's just that in recent years, King John Bayne has rarely appeared in public, and his popularity has slightly waned, but no one forgets this legendary Elite.
"King John Bayne... Bruce..."
Thomas's eyes widened, and a flash of light crossed his mind, as he reached a startling realization.
At that moment, five people disembarked from the helicopter behind, a mix of men and women, generally over 30 years old, all with an unyielding demeanor.
And these five people silently followed King John Bayne, like quiet shadows.
But Bruce could feel that the gazes of these five had been on him since they stepped off the helicopter, filled with curiosity.
"Bruce, are you hurt?" William quickly approached Bruce and asked loudly.
"I'm fine." Bruce shook his head.
Then Bruce handed William two Poké Balls, saying, "Here are their Poké Balls—a Toxicroak of Professional level and a Scolipede of Professional level."
William accepted the Poké Balls, then turned to thank Thomas and Oliver beside him: "I'd also like to thank you two for your help."
Upon hearing this, Thomas, terrified, said, "No, I only helped with Scolipede. Toxicroak defeated itself."
He immediately recognized William as the Psychic Gym Leader from Fairbay's southern city—a gym-level Trainer.
"Damn, Bruce's background is incredible," Thomas exclaimed internally.
"So that's how it is." Hearing this, William nodded thoughtfully.
It seems that Bruce sent out his own Pokémon...
But Bruce's attention was elsewhere; John Bayne had approached him, nodding and saying, "You did a good job."
"When you encounter something unsolvable, your family is your strongest support."
Bruce remained silent.
He was well aware of this fact—his greatest support was the system, and second was his family background.
Bruce would not be foolish enough to ignore such a valuable resource.
"Is he the Pokémon hunter?" John Bayne then turned to look at the now defeated Pokémon hunter and asked.
Yes, the Pokémon hunter would have been in awe upon seeing such a powerful force and the arrival of King John Bayne himself.
I'm just a low-level professional Trainer, a poor Pokémon hunter—how did I attract an Elite?
Seeing Bruce nod, John Bayne said in a deep voice, "Let him lead us to the temporary camp."
"Sure."
A slender woman with a graceful face stepped forward from the five people, walking toward the Pokémon hunter with a smile like a spring breeze.
"I'm giving you only one chance~" the woman spoke with a pleasant voice.
John Bayne introduced her, saying, "These are my subordinates; they're all your uncles and aunts."
Bruce was polite and quickly greeted them, "Hello, uncle, aunt."
Without waiting for anyone to respond, John Bayne continued, "This Ralts has good qualifications; you could try to tame it."
Shiny Ralts are extremely rare, and even John Bayne couldn't help but glance at it again.
Hearing this, Bruce looked at Ralts, who was hiding shyly behind him, and smiled gently, "There's no rush; let's rescue Gardevoir first."
"Right." John Bayne nodded slightly upon hearing this.
"Captain Bayne, we're ready. When should we leave?" said the woman, while the Pokémon hunter, now freed from the rope, stood by, confused.
"Now," John Bayne replied.
Hearing this, Bruce turned to Thomas and Oliver and asked, "Are you two coming with us or…?"
Both of them waved their hands and said in unison, "No, no, no."
William chuckled and said, "We left in a hurry and didn't bring anything good. This is for you."
After some persuasion, the two accepted a small box.
"Alright, see you in the future." Bruce waved, holding Ralts in his arms, and followed John Bayne and the others to turn around and leave.
As for Emolga, after Ralts thanked him, he returned to rest in the tree and decided not to go with him.
Seeing the figures of people walking away, Thomas suddenly sighed, "It's really unimaginable..."
Oliver nodded silently.
After learning that Bruce is a descendant of King John Bayne, all the outrageous things seemed very reasonable.
Then Thomas carefully opened the small box in his hand and a crystalline orange stone came into view.
"This is... Fire Stone!"
A piece of ordinary quality Fire Stone has a market value of at least 100,000, but the quality of this piece of Fire Stone is obviously excellent and its price is estimated to be several times higher.
"Is this the aristocratic family..." Thomas lost his voice.
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To be Continued
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