Gyarados are a naturally warlike race. As hunters in the ocean, they have a fierce temper and fearless temper. Even their same races often fight, not to mention encountering other races.

Of course, Gyarados, who are naturally good at fighting, cannot win every battle. If they are defeated by powerful enemies, they will only accumulate strength with strong anger and seek counterattack - even if their opponent is a powerful slash commander leader.

Nothing can scare Gyarados on the battlefield—

However, there are countless things that can make a carp king feel scared on the battlefield.

Unlike the Firesprayer, who was just born from an egg a year ago and was still young in mind, Gyarado is a mature Pokémon that has experienced a long time.

A long time ago, when Gyarado was an inconspicuous carp king in a group of fish, it had lived in the vast ocean. But the time was too long, so long that even though it had tried its best to go back to the past with memory, the picture that came to mind was still blurry.

It has forgotten when and where it was born, and only knows that the sea in its memory is a deep blue world. It wanders day after day in the boundless deep blue, with its head swimming, eating, and living mechanically following the fish.

Until one day, it bit a piece of food tied to a thin thread, emitting an attractive aroma.

The fish hook pulled it away from the sea and soared high. The extremely dazzling sunlight pierced into its eyes - from that day on, the color of its world changed.

It remembers that it was loaded into a translucent ball and carried away from the sea and onto the land. The scenery outside turned dizzy as the ball swayed, and it curled up in the corner of the ball shell in fear and shivered.

Then, the red and white ball was opened. It opened its eyes carefully and saw clearly the person in front of it.

It was a young boy who conquered it.

Gyarado can no longer recall his face now, but only remember that the boy's voice always trembled slightly, as if he was about to cry at any time. Even when facing the weakest Pokémon in the world, the boy still seemed very cowardly, and even had to gather up the courage to touch its scales.

The ignorant carp king did not know how to identify people and distinguish objects. He instinctively read a sense of friendship from the delicious food and trembling actions that the boy handed over from time to time. So, it innocently opened its heart and began to get closer to the boy little by little.

The world on land is fresh and dangerous. It is always thrown out of the ball without warning and landed in front of the eye of the enemy. It has to fight desperately with the vicious Pokémon that is far stronger than it. The weak carp king does not have the courage to evolve, nor does it have the powerful force to defeat the enemy. It is afraid of pain and fight, and it is the voice behind it that supports it and does not retreat.

Whenever it is forced to face a strong enemy, the boy's voice always sounds behind him. Although the sound is not firm and always comes with a hesitant tremolo, as long as someone is giving instructions, it will know where it should go - knowing that it is not fighting alone.

Among the countless hazy memories like veils, only that mood still seems clear and powerful - the carp king of the past did think from the bottom of his heart that if it was for him, it would be willing to face the terrible battle.

The young carp king walked with the young boy, through the grassland, through the forest, and through the city. The journey may be long or short, and countless vivid pictures and emotions on the way were swallowed up by the fire at the moment when the trip ended.

That day, the Carp King encountered the strongest enemy it had ever seen.

The strange Pokémon was wearing a dark red steel helmet, his eyes as sharp as the sharp blade above his head. Even the human figure beside Pokémon was extremely tall, and the boy seemed as short as a child in front of him.

The Pokémon, like a steel knife, made the Carp King instinctively feel fear. It did not want to fight such a terrible opponent, but when the boy's soft voice sounded, it could only try to suppress the tremor of its body and bump into the opponent.

It doesn't remember how many times it attacked. The hard armor was as heavy as a rock. It could not move it with all its strength. Instead, it made its body, which was subjected to recoil force, feel unbearable pain. When its strength was about to be exhausted, the rock-like armor raised its arms and turned into a cold sword.

The sword light fell and blood splattered.

The weak carp king felt unprecedented pain. Its scales cracked inch by inch, and long blood marks appeared on its body, which dyed the river red as soon as it fell into the water.

The threat of death made the Carp King almost escape along the river. He knew that he could not stand the second sword, and the cells in his body were shouting to stay away from the dangerous enemy.

However, it did not escape. Because its trainers also needed it to fight.

In the bone-bone pain, it turned around in a daze. But the scene he saw at this glance made the blood in its body cool down—

The boy who had trusted it, who wanted to fight for it, squatted in the clearings in the distance, holding his head and trembling.

The boy's head was buried deep in his arms, his closed eyes did not look at the battlefield.

The bloody carp king was stunned.

It could not even see the blade that was about to fall on its head, and there was only the trembling figure in its eyes with its back facing it.

Compared with other Pokémons, most individuals in the Carp King race have slow thinking and slow emotions. This is the first time that such a fierce emotion arose in its heart, almost bursting. The huge wave of emotions that had been mixed with emotion just surged, and was burned completely by the flames of anger.

[I stopped running away for you, but you abandoned me on the battlefield and ran away?]

In the blazing rage, the bloody carp king evolved.

It roared towards the sky, and the spreading waves of air made Pokémon, wearing a steel helmet, stop fearfully. But it did not attack - the first thing the evolutionary Gyarado did was to smash the red and white balls that bound it.

The fragile translucent ball shell turned into dust under the hammer of the giant tail. The deep blue water dragon that no longer belongs to anyone jumped into the river and swam into the distance without looking back. It did not know whether the boy called it, but it decided at the moment of evolution that it would never respond to his call again.

From then on, it lived in that clear river for a long time. It freely released its ferocity, opened up its own territory, and grew into a real beast in the battle day after day. The past of childhood was piled up in the deepest part of its brain, and almost disappeared into the vast ocean of memory.

Until one day-

A purple-haired girl appeared in front of it with an orange dragon.

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The story of Gyarado is not long. It quickly ends the narrative, and when Pichu translates the last sentence for the trainer, the medical room falls into a brief silence.

This is not such a special story. Perhaps there are many weak carp kings in the world who have been subdued by weak trainers and were defeated in front of strong enemies. Gyarado itself has never been upset about it. During the six months of traveling with Xiaoye, it has even forgotten that it has been subdued by other trainers.

But in the quarterfinals, it faced the Slash Commander. Although it was not the same, its extremely similar appearance still evoked its dusty memory in an instant, which made it very confused for a moment.

After spitting out this past, Gyarado felt much more relaxed. It saw Xiaoye showing a smile that was no different from the day he conquered it, "Thank you for telling me your thoughts."

The girl stepped closer and still smiled at Gyarados, tilting her head as if she was confused, "Gyarados, does that child look like me?"

When Gyarado heard this, he immediately began to shake his head violently, and the whole dragon's face was full of disgust. It used to be young and ignorant. If it were the kind of waste trainer who would have been beaten away by it before subduing it!

"Then..." The girl took another step closer, her smile was still gentle, but a burning crystal blue flame gradually rose behind her, "Do you think I will abandon you and run away during the battle?"

Gyarado: "…"

At this moment, Gyarados, who had "grown into a real beast", felt the same fear as that day for a long time.

...No, this is much more terrifying than the slashing commander!!!

Gyarado fully understands why Saya reacts like this. If it is questioned whether it will run away during the battle, it will be so angry that it will squirt on the spot. It is precisely because of its understanding...

Recalling the way the second master took a knife and broke the rock, Gyarado had a premonition that he was about to sue another world, and immediately shook his head into a rattle.

Xiaoye kept a smile on his face and stared at Gyarado for a moment. Until a large afterimage shook by Gyarado turned himself into a nine-headed dragon, Xiaoye then dissipated the light of the waveguide power as if nothing had happened, clapped his hands in a happy state, "I think so too. Is this a consensus reached?"

Gyarado nodded quickly again, and only then calmed down after seeing Xiaoye retreating back to his original position. He collapsed in the treatment device in cold sweat.

It now just wants to go back a few hours ago to beat itself into a dried fish - how did it connect this master who is more capable of beating than it to "escape". I'm afraid it's not that it has left a stupid fire dragon in its mind?

"Sorry."

"?" The limp dragon group raised his head blankly when he heard the sound.

"It was my lack of ability that made you lose to Commander Pizhan." Xiaoye restrained the smile that was too bright for her and said seriously, "I will continue to become stronger with you in the future. If I still have the chance to fight Commander Pizhan, I will send you out."

“— Let’s take revenge together.”

The dark blue water dragon straightened up and looked at the trainer's calm and solemn expression, and suddenly softened his expression. The eyes that always glared at anger gently narrowed, smiling out of the shape of a crescent moon, and vaguely seeing the innocent appearance of the carp king in the past.

Before Pichu, who was in Xiaoye's pocket, was amazed at the first smile on Gyarado's face - although it was still very ferocious -, the flame-breathing dragon next to him suddenly howled.

The orange fire dragon kept whining with a grievance, and his voice rumbling to produce noisy echoes in the closed treatment device, causing Pichu to roll his eyes. This time, without translating, you can guess what the Fire Dragon wants to say by just reading the expression.

We have known each other for so long, you didn't tell me anything, QAQ!

Looking at the stupid fire dragon that was crying, Gyarado's crescent eyes suddenly turned into half-moon eyes, and he roared back in anger.

The howlings came one after another, making the bird turn helplessly, and continues to nap with its back to the two dragons. The forest lizard is still as motionless as a mountain, sitting upright with an old god, closing his eyes to rest. Ghost Stone is as energetic as a flame-breathing dragon, constantly floating left and right in the narrow space of the healing instrument, staring at Xiaoye's head with bright eyes.

Even saliva flowed out.

Xiaoye was stared at the back of her head and laughed helplessly while tidying up her bowler hat.

——Well. Being able to meet you is already a happiness that I can’t imagine.

Considering that the Pokémons had just experienced a fierce battle and Gyarados' emotions had just been relieved by her "pretending to be evil", Saya did not leave the medical room and returned to the arena, but instead sat next to Gyarados' healing device and quietly waited for the treatment to end.

The Pokémons calmed down for a while and fell asleep due to fatigue. Amid the familiar snoring of the Fire Dragon, Xiaoye gradually relaxed his tense nerves and let sleepiness drown his brain.

Half dreaming and half awake, Gyarado heard the sound of gentle footsteps coming from outside the healing device. It barely opened its eyes and vaguely saw the person coming with familiar silver hair.

The boy stood a few steps away from the treatment device, staring at the person in front of him.

In the memory of their stay together, Xiaoye's sleeping position was always very standard. She placed her hands on her side properly, and she would not move even if she fell asleep. This was a sharp contrast with the golden-haired brother and sister with big characters. The nap leaning against the treatment device naturally had no "standard sleeping position". Perhaps because the air conditioning in the medical room was too high, she subconsciously curled up her legs and her lowered head blocked her expression.

A few seconds later, the boy's fingertips brushed the girl's hair, and a pure black windbreaker coat covered the sleeper lightly.

He stopped stopping and turned around and walked out of the medical room. Binglan's eyes were filled with awesomeness.

——Thank you for following our agreement.

Now, it's my turn.

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Chapter completed!