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Bonnie also saw the whole scene, but was not surprised at all. Having been the King for a longer time and having seen more trainers, she had no idea how many trainers she had seen. She could tell at a glance whether a person had talent or excellence.
After Kashiwagi tore off the dragon Messiah from his face, he first whispered to comfort it, then looked at Furong who was walking out the door, "Furong Heavenly King——"
"Stop making noise! Go out and talk! Don't disturb my sleep!"
The silent bathtub suddenly spoke, and his tone sounded very angry.
"..."
He kept silent and followed Bonnie and Bing Guihu. Before leaving, he looked at the Sun Coral that flew to his right shoulder and exchanged glances with him.
The latter shook his head firmly.
I haven't even said anything yet, why are you shaking your head?
Kashiwagi stared. Although some things between them could be expressed with eye contact alone, wasn't it too much to refuse without even saying it?
We were in the same coffin not long ago, so why not share the workload a little bit occasionally!
Sun Coral quietly turned around, closed his red candle-like eyes and started to slack off, completely ignoring the "expectant" gaze of the trainer.
You must be crazy! Who would fight with a guy who looks like he's not easy to mess with?
Are you kidding? Not even a joke!
Came to the narrow corridor outside.
Baimu temporarily let go of the lazy Sun Coral and went around to the Ice Ghost Bodyguard that was blocking the road to stop Furong who was about to open the door. "Wait, King Furong, those ice beads related to the Snow Demon Girl..."
Although there are ancient rumors that ghost-attribute Pokémon such as Frost can freeze male souls into ice, and it is even recorded in the illustrated guide, there are also frequent incidents of wild Frost attacking humans with low-temperature air.
But the idea of restraining human souls and carrying them around always feels a bit off.
There are seeds that give you the feeling of suddenly jumping from an animation studio to a third-rate ghost story studio, with a Japanese and Western flavor combined.
Maybe the Grim Reaper's Coffin was deliberately teasing him, joking?
“It’s true.”
Furong gave an answer that upset Kashiwagi but was not too surprising.
"Then it doesn't matter if we don't rescue them?"
he asked again.
It would be fine if you didn't encounter such a thing, but it would be very uncomfortable if you happened to encounter it and ignored it as if nothing had happened.
Not to mention that you live in an environment that requires kindness.
It's not like we can't do anything about that snow demon girl, so how can we be afraid of her by hiding from her?
When Furong heard his words, she smiled and said, "What I mean is that the Snow Demon Girl can collect human souls into ice beads just like the trainers do. This is true. As for whether it has a human soul in its hand... Since I didn't 'see' it, then it should not have one."
"Woo..."
"Are you relieved, Mr. Kashiwagi? You are even more gentle than I thought. No wonder Doron Messiah likes you so much." Furong gave a very standard Asasi evaluation.
Kashiwagi managed a smile in response.
The door was opened by Furong.
A shabby and dark corridor came into everyone's sight, with tattered walls and ceilings, dirty and dusty carpets, and broken decorations, giving it the atmosphere of a ghost hotel.
Especially when the night demon used the blue "ghost fire" to turn on the light and barely illuminate the surrounding environment.
Kashiwagi silently took out a flashlight from his bag and asked, "Can I use a strong flashlight?"
"Flashlight?"
"It's the kind that can turn night into day in an instant."
He briefly explained it to Fleur and Bonnie.
When he saw the former nod in agreement, he stepped forward decisively and pressed the switch.
In an instant.
It was like the coming of holy light.
The high-tech portable flashlight with a brightness of 150,000 lumens brought daylight into this corridor of hundreds of meters, turning the underworld into the world of the living.
"Oh oh oh!"
Fleur's face was filled with amazement, and Bonnie was slightly moved.
Then their eyes stopped on an abandoned cleaning vehicle about ten meters away. If they were not blind, the vehicle would still be moving until five or six seconds after the lights were turned on.
But now it is not moving.
The reason, of course, was that the cursed doll pushing the cart was rolling around on the ground with its eyes covered, emitting bursts of screams.
Living in darkness for a long time.
Suddenly one day, the "sun" appeared.
If the Cursed Doll wasn't a ghost-attribute Pokémon, its eyes would probably be completely blind.
You have to know that this is 150,000 lumens!
An outrageous number that requires a special heat sink to keep the flashlight from exploding!
For the cursed doll, nothing is more terrifying than wanting to harm others but being harmed instead. After it finally felt a little better for its eyes, it immediately fell to the ground with a thud and pretended to be dead.
I hope that this little trick can deceive these guys who somehow got in and are holding something particularly scary.
But it probably didn't expect that there was a social phobic among this group of people who treated encountering ghosts as if they were encountering family members.
"Cursed Doll~"
Furong trotted over with a smile on her face, picked him up with an attitude that showed she didn't care whether he would attack her or not, and waved behind her.
Kashiwagi consciously adjusted the flashlight to normal mode to make the light less glaring, and took out the second one and asked Bonnie, "Do you need it?"
"……Thanks."
Bonnie wanted to refuse, but when she recalled the Holy Light that had just descended, she quietly accepted it.
not far away.
Furong turned on the interrogation mode, pointed at the impatient Doron Messiah behind her, and asked the cursed doll at close range, "Have you ever seen a Pokémon like it?"
Nest grass!
I can understand this guy!
The cursed doll, who was surrounded, was covered in cold sweats. He was especially afraid of the single red eye of the Night Demon and didn't even dare to strike the strange man in front of him.
Where did this ghost Pokémon come from? So scary!
It seemed to be very frightened. After all, Noctis was Furong's trump card Pokémon, its greatest reliance on the king's combat power, and its oppressive characteristic made it able to overwhelm a large number of Pokémon in terms of momentum.
The Cursed Doll, a "wild ghost" with horns and bumps, was not even worthy of carrying its shoes. It could not stand being stared at for a moment and silently responded to Furong's words -
No.
Doron Messiah, who was full of expectations, suddenly became depressed and flew back to Kashiwagi crying.
Fleur was lost in thought, "I've never seen one before... That's impossible. The divination clearly points this way... Are you sure? There are no foreign ghosts or ghost Pokémon?"
The cursed doll only wanted to get rid of these plague gods as soon as possible, so it nodded hurriedly.
"It's wrong to lie!"
You’re kidding me!
The cursed doll thought with tears in his eyes.
Suddenly.
"It's useless to embarrass it," an old voice sounded from not far away.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and their flashlights followed the sound. They could immediately see a hunched figure with its feet off the ground floating not far away.
Gastly is flying beside him like a balloon.
"Well, I haven't seen such dazzling light in years. Young man, please put away your flashlight." The other party obviously couldn't stand the stimulation of the flashlight, even if it was not in the 150,000 lumen mode.
Kashiwagi downshifted again, making the light dim like that in horror games.
The other party then dared to slowly approach, revealing the appearance of a weathered old man. A little lively light could be seen in his slightly turbid eyes, but judging from his condition, he had undoubtedly passed away a long time ago.
"Hello everyone, my name is Cass, and I am the temporary manager of this ghost hotel."
The old man introduced himself.
This ghost hotel actually has a manager?
Isn't it the same as the Guardian Pokémon?
Kashiwagi was a little surprised, and soon noticed the two important words "sort of" and "temporary" in the words, but no matter what, this kind of existence should be more informed than the cursed doll.
Furong seemed to deal with ghosts frequently. She took the initiative to approach and talk to them, but did not reveal their names. After saying hello, she directly stated the purpose of her visit, as if she was hesitant about something.
the other side.
The cursed doll, having regained its freedom, pushed the cleaning cart away and disappeared into the darkness of the corridor. Most likely, it would not dare to join in the fun if it met a living person again.
"You asked me if I've seen a Pokémon that looks exactly like it. I haven't. But if you're asking about a ghost Pokémon that looks similar to it, I did see one recently."
Cass replied with something that surprised everyone.
Furong continued, "They look similar?"
"Yes, it's bigger than it, with a longer tail, and, oh, yes, it has an extra pair of legs." Cas nodded.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Doron Messiah.
"Your brother has evolved? He has evolved into Doronaki?" Kashiwagi asked softly.
Doron Messiah was confused, "Hey?"
"...It could also be Doronbaruto." Bonnie added, even though the probability was so small that it was almost zero.
But she said that.
Kashiwagi instantly remembered that the race value he had set was 600, so the ghost Pokémon that Cas saw was most likely Dragonball.
Doron Messiah's younger brother is Doron Baruto...