Chapter 210: Giant Bog Monster: One Punch to Finish It, What Is There to Say

The news that Luo Mu was about to battle the Oranguru spread through the Pokémon Butler Academy in an instant; although there was no evidence, Luo Mu suspected that Psychic-type Pokémon were transmitting the information via their mental powers.

The entire academy seemed to have no humans besides Otto and Marushiru, yet within a short while, a large crowd of Pokémon had gathered beside the open ground Otto had prepared.

Among them were current students like Tsareena, Lurantis, and Florges, whom Luo Mu had seen while touring, as well as graduates like Sirfetch'd and Gardevoir.

Even the Meowstic that had just departed had mixed into the Pokémon crowd, its surprised gaze meeting Luo Mu's for an instant.

Whether graduates or current students, they were currently surrounding the Oranguru, asking after its well-being, appearing genuinely happy that the Oranguru had been chosen by Luo Mu and entered the battle phase.

The reaction of the butler Pokémon surprised Luo Mu slightly; putting aside the current students, the graduate Pokémon, as job seekers, were in a competitive stance to some extent, yet the Oranguru had received unanimous blessings from these graduates.

Otto, with his hands behind his back, followed Luo Mu's gaze and immediately understood, saying, "Actually, the Oranguru usually takes great care of these children, so they must be sincerely blessing it."

"Since you have accepted the Oranguru's battle invitation, I have no more to say. Please go all out; the Oranguru has always been waiting for someone who meets two conditions."

Otto met Luo Mu's gaze with a solemn expression; in reality, he did not know much about Luo Mu, his knowledge limited to two facts: that Luo Mu operated a somewhat dreamlike farm, and that he had the guarantee of high-ranking officials in the Paldea region.

Otto felt that perhaps he could really look forward to Luo Mu's performance?

The Pokémon Butler Academy had no battle grounds nor so many rule restrictions; the battle commenced directly on the open ground.

"Yuta~"

The Oranguru stood calmly on the left, waving its fan; a faint halo circulated in its black pupils, evidence that most Psychic-type Pokémon were beginning to focus intensely and their mental powers were becoming active.

The Meowstic looked worriedly toward Luo Mu's position; it could sense a terrifying wave of psychic power brewing within the Oranguru, an intensity of mental power it could never reach; ordinary Pokémon facing the Oranguru's mental power would likely be played with at will without any ability to fight back.

Generally, when facing the Oranguru, most Trainers would choose Dark-type or Bug-type Pokémon.

The students of the Butler Academy, who knew the Oranguru's strength very well, all looked toward Luo Mu, wanting to know what Pokémon he would send out to deal with the Oranguru.

Not far away, a Luxio, carrying freshly picked Berries in its mouth along with some strange, good-looking little trinkets found in the wild, walked lightly along the wall.

It had originally intended to find the Oranguru to deliver its thank-you gift, but the large gathering of Pokémon over by the open ground had attracted the Luxio's attention.

Moreover, amidst that group of Pokémon, the Luxio caught the scent of the Oranguru; with a few leaps, it jumped onto a high wall from which it could clearly see the center of the open ground, and the Oranguru's figure came into view.

Before the Luxio could even relax, it saw Luo Mu holding a Poké Ball and summoning a rather muscular Swampert.

Is the Oranguru battling a human?

The Luxio frowned slightly; nowadays its feelings toward humans were complex—although it hadn't reached the point of harboring ill will toward humans, the current Luxio did not really want to contact them.

Without rashly approaching, the Luxio decided to observe from afar for the time being.

At the same time, the Oranguru and the Swampert faced off against each other.

The moment it saw the Swampert, the Oranguru narrowed its eyes; it discovered that it actually could not quite see through that Swampert, but the Oranguru could still analyze that the opponent's physique and muscle condition were excellent, meaning its combat strength was likely formidable.

"Yare yare~ Yuta yare~"

In a battle without a referee, even the start time was free; the fan in the Oranguru's hand was enveloped by dense waves of psychic power and swung heavily down at the Swampert.

The instant the fan fell, a massive and oppressive Psychic, like a tsunami, surged straight toward the Swampert.

"Commo."

In the resolute Emperor Yan Di of the Sirfetch'd holding its leek sword and leek shield, a trace of fear that it had hidden very well surfaced.

The Sirfetch'd believed that within this Butler Academy, it had not only completed its professional courses very well but also, in its spare time, had not forgotten to cultivate the Way of the Knight as its second hobby; thanks to this, its combat strength was actually quite good, roughly to the degree where it could easily defeat many Trainers holding badges.

Even so, when sparring with the Oranguru, facing that terrifying Psychic, it would still feel powerless and frustrated.

Before the Oranguru's Psychic, it possessed not even a shred of ability to resist.

Luo Mu's Swampert was obviously a melee Pokémon like itself; how to break through the Oranguru's cheat-level strength Psychic and get close to the Oranguru would be the problem the Swampert needed to worry about next.

This was what the Sirfetch'd had originally thought.

Facing the Oranguru's Psychic, Luo Mu's expression did not change in the slightest; he said calmly, "Break through it. Bulk Up."

"Rage!"

The Swampert responded with a cry, its eyes fixed tightly on the surging Psychic; red light surged on its body, and its muscles swelled into a bulging state.

The Swampert exerted force with its feet, causing the ground to crack immediately; the next instant, the Psychic was like paper-mache before the Swampert, smashed apart by its brute force.

Under the shocked expressions of the Sirfetch'd and even the other butler Pokémon, as well as Otto and Marushiru, the Swampert's right fist, which it had thrown, halted just before the Oranguru's suddenly constricted pupils; the violent fist wind brought about by the sudden stop rippled outward, causing the onlookers to struggle to steady their stances.

"Rage." (You lost.)

The Swampert's calm voice rang out; after exchanging a glance with the Oranguru, whose pupils were still trembling, the Swampert withdrew its right fist, turned around, and walked coolly toward Luo Mu, returning to its Poké Ball on its own.

"Yuta...?" (I lost...?)

The Oranguru spoke in a daze; this single punch from the Swampert had not only shattered its proud Psychic but also completely woke the Oranguru from its complacent emotion of believing it should be very powerful.

Only now did the Oranguru realize that although it considered itself extremely rational, deep in its heart it was actually arrogant because of this power capable of defeating Gym Leaders.

Otherwise, before the fight began, it would not have entertained such arrogant thoughts as, 'As long as Luo Mu can demonstrate sufficient strength, I don't mind going easy on him, and later help cultivate his Pokémon.'

However, the fact that the master it was about to serve possessed such powerful strength made the Oranguru, now aware of this truth, feel honored from the bottom of its heart.

Indeed, rather than fighting, it was more suited to be a logistical supporter behind the scenes.

(End of Chapter)