Chapter 1099: Stupid Kieran

A sudden stranger.

Ogerpon hid behind All Baimu, carefully peeking out.

Nemona wiped away her sweat, one hand on her knee and the other raised to wave, "Hello, my name is Nemona, All Baimu's friend!"

"I! I am All Baimu's best friend!"

Arven squeezed over unsteadily, pointing at his own face, trying his best to make Ogerpon remember him first.

All Baimu scolded with a smile, "You two, catch your breath before you talk!"

"Ogerpon~"

Ogerpon discovered that the relationship between the two sides was extremely good, so it no longer hid and revealed itself generously.

Their breathing gradually calmed down.

Nemona looked at Ogerpon curiously and said, "Sure enough, it's a legendary Pokémon; this is my first time seeing one. Was it caught by you?"

"Can't count as caught; its past partner entrusted me to take care of it; this should be considered... entrusting an orphan?"

All Baimu couldn't find a suitable way to say it.

Arven was busy taking out a bowl, "Let's not talk about other things! All Baimu, try this! The main ingredients are from Kitakami Village! My masterpiece!"

"Soup? Don't say, I'm really a bit hungry; running around all day, haven't touched anything."

He stepped forward with great interest.

Miraidon had long since approached, wanting to ask Arven for a sandwich.

But all it got was a bowl of steaming soup.

"Ga-ow!"

Miraidon turned its head in disappointment, and the attitude that seemed like disdain made the veins on Arven's forehead throb.

He gritted his teeth, "You guy!"

"Save your strength; if it doesn't drink, I will."

All Baimu took the bowl and smiled at Ogerpon, "Do you want to try it? Although my friend's cooking is a bit worse than mine, it's still drinkable."

Arven snorted, "You're as annoying as Miraidon! Nemona! Do you want another bowl!"

"I want something cold—thanks~"

Nemona's eyes lit up slightly; in front of her was a Shiny Gengar holding a cold drink.

It kept quite a few ice cubes in its stomach, the purpose being to prevent food from spoiling.

Things in its four-dimensional belly are hard to spoil, but it's not necessarily the case if it's opened and closed frequently, so it put some in just in case.

Furthermore, some glowing dishes also require the participation of ice cubes.

Supply on the spot.

Ogerpon drank the soup in small sips; don't look at the fact that it basically doesn't appear in front of people, but it hasn't eaten few human foods.

Source?

Of course, it's offerings!

People in Kitakami Village place various foods in the shrine all year round, the purpose being for the Pokémon Partners to take them.

Ogerpon was sneaky when eating, but in reality, when people saw the offerings being eaten, they only felt happy, thinking their intentions were affirmed by the Pokémon Partners.

"Is it good?"

"Ogerpon~"

Ogerpon smiled at All Baimu, its small legs swinging back and forth involuntarily.

As if it had become that carefree girl again.

Miraidon finally got to eat a sandwich; All Baimu could make hundreds of these simple products in an hour, so naturally, there was no shortage in Gengar's belly.

Peace and harmony in the woods.

He suddenly thought that he had a nodding acquaintance with a Haunter here, "Ogerpon, do you still remember that Haunter who helped us point the way?"

Ghost what?

Gengar's ears twitched; it had a bad premonition.

Ogerpon thought slightly and shook its head, "Ogerpon~ Ogerpon~"

"It said it hadn't seen it for a very long time, and the Pokémon on the back mountain, except for it, had been replaced batch after batch."

The Porygon-Phone beautified the vocabulary slightly.

Compared to humans, the lifespan of Pokémon is fluctuating, and even the same species fluctuates.

For example, Ninetales; some Ninetales can live for hundreds of years, while some Ninetales have a lifespan of only a few decades.

What can be foreseen is that the higher the level, the longer they live.

So do Ghost-type Pokémon have the concept of death? Actually, they do.

Although their lives are in a peculiar state of half-life and half-death, just like a ghost dying becomes a 'Zhi', they will also slowly perish over time.

Dragapult, who All Baimu thought was very old, had actually only spent sixty-odd spring and autumn seasons.

At least that was the number in its memory.

Aggron didn't know; it never recorded time and had no corresponding concept at all.

All Baimu sighed.

Feeling that these past two days, he had always been discussing some unpleasant topics.

Gengar quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then was shocked by its own shamelessness. But if another one of its kind came, its family status would be in jeopardy!

After tasting Arven's soup, All Baimu discussed the ratio of seasonings with him.

Not long after.

Everyone left the mountain satisfied.

In front of the shrine at the foot of the mountain, Ogerpon turned to gaze at the big mountain it had lived on for hundreds of years.

"Ogerpon..."

"Don't worry, modern transportation is very convenient; if you want to come back, tell me, and I'll bring you back immediately."

All Baimu smiled and touched its head.

Ogerpon didn't understand.

The heart space couldn't make both sides instantly know all of each other's memories, so what was seen was limited to memory fragments.

Or content All Baimu wanted the Pokémon to see.

In the shrine.

Quite a few people in Kitakami Village saw Ogerpon, and all widened their eyes and rubbed them hard.

"Did I see wrong?"

"It's it! It's definitely the Pokémon Partner!"

"The Pokémon Partner really exists! I said the food in the shrine wasn't stolen by wild Pokémon!"

"Where are the other three? Where are the other three?"

"Hurry up and call the manager!"

After confirming it was it, some people went to call the manager, and others surrounded them.

Seeing this, Ogerpon immediately panicked and hid behind All Baimu.

It was very unaccustomed to this situation and wanted to take out a mask from under its small clothes to put on, to gain a sense of security.

But all the masks were put into Gengar's stomach, and it felt empty, feeling exceptionally terrified.

At this moment, a hand appeared behind it, and the warm touch made Ogerpon freeze.

It looked up and made eye contact with All Baimu, whose brows and eyes were gentle.

"Not used to it? Do you want to go back into the Poké Ball."

It blinked and found that Arven, Nemona, and Miraidon had all actively protected them in the middle, not letting others approach.

"Don't all crowd up! Don't you see it's scared!" Arven glared at the crowded people.

Nemona also said, "Everyone calm down, everyone calm down!"

Miraidon was more direct, directly releasing fine static electricity to prevent strangers from approaching; the intelligent brain from the future was too lazy to have complicated thoughts.

The blocked Kitakami Village people were a bit unhappy at first, but when All Baimu smiled and looked at them, they immediately calmed down.

Such a scary gaze!

"Ogerpon!"

Seeing itself being so protected, a warm current surged in Ogerpon's heart.

It gathered its courage, actively passed through the gap between Arven and Nemona, and came before the crowd of Kitakami Village people.

"Ogerpon~ Ogerpon!"

Ogerpon shouted very seriously.

Kitakami Village people looked at each other, "What is the Pokémon Partner saying?"

"It said to let you move aside, otherwise don't blame it for hitting you." The Porygon-Phone broadcasted over the crowd's heads.

Kitakami Village people laughed, "How is that possible! The Pokémon Partner is the one who protects Kitakami Village—"

Before the words were finished.

Ogerpon had already darkened its face and took out a green long stick from under its small clothes.

"Ogerpon!"

"Final warning!" The Porygon-Phone translated seriously.

Kitakami Village people looked at Ogerpon's posture of really wanting to take action and didn't quite understand the situation.

This...

"All scatter! What are you doing!"

A scolding voice came from behind.

The crowd dispersed, and the one who appeared was none other than Bolo's descendant, the current manager of Kitakami Village.

But when Ogerpon saw him, it didn't show a smile; instead, it became even angrier.

"Ogerpon!"

It stepped forward quickly and hit the manager's calf with a stick.

The manager screamed, and seeing the people around seem to be surrounding them, he quickly raised his hand to stop them, "Don't move... sorry, the young people don't understand things well."

He smiled apologetically at Ogerpon repeatedly.

Throughout Kitakami Village, he was the only one who knew that Ogerpon truly existed and lived between the back mountain and the shrine.

After all, he was Bolo's descendant; Ogerpon could not see anyone, but it would not not see him.

Arven and Nemona were a bit strange, "It seems to hate this grandpa a bit..."

"Not hate, right? Is it a bit of 'hate that iron doesn't become steel'? No, no."

The two discussed.

All Baimu didn't speak the whole time.

He remembered the relationship between Bolo and Ogerpon; in fact, it belonged to a spouse; at least Bolo called himself that at the time.

But in order to successfully take root in Kitakami Village, did he choose to marry a local woman?

Tsk tsk.

The original wife meets the descendant of the second marriage; it would be strange if it weren't angry.

All Baimu looked at the manager apologizing to the angry Ogerpon, and Ogerpon not showing any appreciation and even wanting to come again with another stick.

He only felt that Kitakami Village had become strange after he traveled through time and messed it up.

You have to know that Ogerpon was originally a "Ghost," an existence excluded by the village.

But now it seems to have become a great-grandmother...

Full of drama.

Amidst the manager's scolding, although the Kitakami Village people were extremely curious, they had to retreat.

Carmine and Kieran were also there, especially the latter; the first time he saw Ogerpon, he was stuck, his eyes couldn't move away at all.

This was the Pokémon he dreamed of, and now it had really appeared.

"Oger..."

Kieran wanted to call it, but found Ogerpon smiling and returning to All Baimu's side, looking very happy.

Ah!

No way!

No way!

Kieran suddenly had a bad premonition.

He swallowed his throat, ignored his sister Carmine calling him, ran to All Baimu, who was talking to the manager, and said, "Cham, Champion! Ogerpon—why is it by your side?"

"Hmm..."

All Baimu saw him and Carmine, thought for a moment, and said, "I was just about to answer this; you two come with Manager old gentleman."

Everyone went to the shrine.

The manager looked at his face, and actually had a rough idea in his heart.

Sure enough.

Inside the shrine, as the door was closed by Arven.

All Baimu briefly recounted that he had once come to the ancient Kitakami Village and helped the people here and the manager's ancestors.

He hid a lot of important content, only letting them know what the situation was.

"Telling you, on one hand, you belong to Tea's descendants; on the other hand, Ogerpon's mask is damaged; do you still master repair skills?"

"My grandpa can; the making of masks is passed down from generation to generation, we won't forget."

Carmine poked the soul-lost Kieran, "Right, Arin?"

Kieran woke up like a dream, but didn't respond to his sister's words, instead asking All Baimu, "Champion, Ogerpon, is it really Bolo who left a suicide note asking you to take care of it?"

"Why? Are you worried I'm bluffing?"

All Baimu laughed, and let Ogerpon take out the stone slab hidden under the base, "Maybe you can't understand this kind of text, but find someone who can, and you'll know what's written on it."

He handed it to the manager.

The manager took it solemnly and said to All Baimu, "You really are the masked messenger in the portrait, no! The Great One's messenger!"

"No, no, that was Bolo's misunderstanding."

He waved his hand repeatedly and said firmly, "In short, I will take Ogerpon away. I hope you and the Kitakami Village people won't block it."

Actually, blocking wouldn't work either.

Ogerpon didn't belong to Kitakami Village; instead, Kitakami Village almost belonged to Ogerpon.

During the war, it was almost worshipped as a god.

The manager smiled, "You can rest assured; how could I block it? The ancestor not only had this suicide note, but also left a message in the family. If one day the Great One's messenger returns, no matter what happens, listen to him."

The key was that the Mask Festival didn't need Ogerpon to appear.

Kieran was very desperate.

For the first time, he had a Pokémon he liked; for the first time, he had an object he worshipped; two happy things overlapped, which should have brought more happiness.

Why... why did it become like this?

"I came first, I came first, clearly I came first!"

Kieran scratched his hair violently and suddenly shouted.

Everyone was shocked, and Ogerpon also looked strangely at this slightly unfamiliar boy.

It hadn't paid much attention to Tea's descendants.

Only to see him take out a Poké Ball and shout at All Baimu, "Champion! Use a battle to decide who can catch Ogerpon!"

Kieran's eyes looked firm, but actually full of madness.

"I know I'm very willful! But please!"

"Arin! What are you talking about?" Carmine felt very incredible.

Such words...

Everyone suddenly looked at All Baimu.

Only to see his brows furrowed deeply, slowly approaching this boy, looking down at him from above, "Kieran, repeat what you just said."

Suddenly.

Invisible pressure descended in this hall.

Arven and Nemona looked at his back, and could feel that the other party was very angry.

The manager wanted to smooth things over, but was stopped by All Baimu's hand.

Kieran, who couldn't speak under his pressure, gripped the Poké Ball tightly, and just as he was about to break the jar, he was suddenly pinched by his cheeks, completely unable to move.

"Kid, some words can't be said casually, do you understand?"

All Baimu's voice was low, gazing at this trembling boy, golden light seemed to flicker in his eyes, making Kieran tremble more and more.

"First, Ogerpon is not a wild Pokémon you discovered; second, have you asked Ogerpon's own wishes? Third, who gave you the courage to use a battle to decide the future of someone else's cherished object?"

Carmine stepped forward and grabbed All Baimu's arm, begging, "Champion, I'm sorry."

"This has nothing to do with you; it's just that this kind of thinking makes me extremely disgusted; other people's important Pokémon are not chips that can be casually placed on the gambling table."

All Baimu said softly, "Don't let me hear such words again; leave some face for your ancestors!"

He let go and said irritably, "I will talk to your grandpa about your problems; go home!"

Carmine supported Kieran, who was kneeling on the ground; he was shedding tears, and didn't know what he was shedding for.

The siblings left.

The three people and several Pokémon looked at All Baimu, who was breathing slowly, all very worried about him.

"All Baimu..."

"It's okay, I was angered. Tea was such a good young man, but his descendants are in this state!"

All Baimu shook his head.

If an ordinary passerby said such things to him, he wouldn't be angry at all; he would either ignore it directly or beat them up and throw them into the trash can.

But this kid was Tea's descendant!

A young man who didn't understand what respect was at all!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1100 =====