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Chapter 404
Chapter 400: Little Incineroar and Little Arcanine
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
(3rd update!)
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"I've lost."
Seeing this, Gary finally couldn't help but gasp, taking several steps back as an immense sense of loss flooded his heart.
Raising his hand, he slowly recalled his Blastoise into its Poké Ball. His hand trembled slightly; he hadn't expected the gap between himself and the Masked Man to be so large.
"You worked hard, Blastoise."
Gary lowered his head, which was usually held high, and clenched his fists, unwilling to accept it.
Damn it, is this as far as I get in the Indigo League Conference?
Gary had dreamed of becoming the Conference Champion in his first year, dethroning Champion Lance the next, and by his third year, ascending to godhood and achieving immortality.
But now, I can only make it to the Top 16!?
Although his mentality had greatly improved after getting beaten by Giovanni at the Viridian Gym, this situation still made him a little depressed.
Gary had one last Pokémon left, but the outcome of this battle was already decided. He felt there was no need to continue and slowly raised his hand.
"Referee, I for—"
"Gary, let's switch."
Before he could finish his sentence, a steady voice rang out in his mind, causing Gary's body to jolt in surprise. A hint of delight appeared on his face.
It was Green's voice.
Green had said before that he couldn't be bothered to participate in such a childish battle. Was it because he saw how strong the Masked Man was and got excited by the prospect of a good fight?
Or did he see his good brother getting thrashed and want to help him get revenge?
"Haha, Big Brother Green, you truly are my good brother! I still have one life left, go teach this Masked Man a good lesson for me!"
Thinking this, Gary's expression took on a look of borrowed bravado.
"Hmph."
Green just snorted coldly and didn't reply.
Revenge?
He would've loved to see the Masked Man sweep Gary six-to-zero. It would save him from seeing Gary jumping around all day, who even tried to annoy him from time to time.
People like him needed to be thoroughly beaten a few more times for their mentality to develop in a healthy, long-term way.
As for why he was intervening, it wasn't because he was excited by a challenge. There was only one simple reason...
Hmph!
Gary closed his eyes. The next second, when he reopened them, the aura around him had undergone an earth-shattering change.
His original frivolity and youthful vigor had completely transformed into a steady, reserved, and experienced temperament. Every move he made gave off the feeling of a Grandmaster.
Red: "..."
Blue: "Tsk, tsk, and he said he wouldn't join in this childish scuffle..."
In two seats in the audience stands, two people raised their heads. The Faceless Trainer controlled by Red showed a somewhat curious expression, while Blue, who had directly taken over the other Blue's body, couldn't resist taunting from a distance.
"What's with this kid, Gary..."
In the crowd, the one with the biggest reaction was none other than Professor Oak. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. With his aged wisdom, he could sense that his grandson down in the battle arena seemed to have undergone some kind of monumental change.
"Did he develop schizophrenia...? Ai, after all these years, I actually failed to notice. I'm such an unqualified Grandpa..."
Professor Oak couldn't help but sigh, then he made up his mind, his expression firm.
After the battle, he would take Gary to Saffron City. There were many psychiatric patients there, so they had experience. Gary was still young, maybe there was still hope...
"This youth... how..."
The Masked Man's expression couldn't be seen under his mask, but with his years of traveling the world, he could feel that the youth before him had become a completely different person. The look in his eyes had lost its contentiousness, as if he were looking at a small fry?
Did I beat him silly?
Or did he develop schizophrenia...?
Unexpectedly, Green suddenly spoke. Although he was using Gary's voice, the tone and cadence were completely different, even carrying a hint of disdain and arrogance.
"Hmph, using a little Arcanine, and you dare to be so arrogant in front of me?"
This statement made the Masked Man slowly form a question mark.
Little Arcanine?
"Today, I'll show you what a real Arcanine is!"
With that, Green fiercely threw his Poké Ball forward. A flash of red light revealed a large, lion-headed dog on the arena. Its fiery red fur was marked with several black stripes, and it had a wild, brownish-yellow mane that billowed as if in a wind of its own.
"ROAR!!"
As soon as it appeared, the Arcanine let out a skyward roar that thundered like a giant drum. Coupled with its lion-like head and flowing mane, this caused the Incineroar before it to take a slight step back, its expression changing.
The Intimidate ability activated!
Incineroar's Attack, which it had previously raised with Bulk Up, was lowered again.
"This Arcanine is so strong..."
The Masked Man couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow. He could feel the aura emanating from this large dog was terrifying, completely on another level compared to the Blastoise and Rhydon from before.
But!
The Masked Man clenched his fists, his face serious. There was one point he had to argue.
"What 'little Arcanine'? In my hometown, Arcanine are called 'little Incineroar'!"
The Masked Man said, quite angrily.
Hmph, he hadn't even taken the initiative to attack, yet this low-spec version of an Incineroar dared to strike first. Although the Masked Man was good-natured, he was very firm when it came to his principles.
"The Alola Region? Just an unpresentable place. Go to any other region, and they all call Incineroar 'little Arcanine'!"
Green said coldly, a dangerous glint already in his eyes.
His intervention wasn't for revenge, nor was it because he was excited by a challenge. He simply disliked Incineroar. It was just swaggering around using Arcanine's reputation; when it came down to it, it was just a low-spec version of Arcanine.
Green was an old-school Arcanine fan.
As for the Alola Region, it was also a "watered-down" region. Back when he was still in the Digital World, Green heard that some First Generation Champion had inexplicably appeared there. So, in a great hurry, he expensed the airplane tickets for Red and Blue, planning to "snipe" this new Champion and give them a warm welcome from their predecessor.
In the end, he didn't meet the person, only saw a video of that First Generation Champion riding a Tauros, with a Talonflame on his head, spinning around like crazy on the spot.
"Hmph, as expected of such an unpresentable place. Hearing the name of I, the great Green, they could only pretend to be a fool and not dare to meet me. How ridiculous, haha!!!"
This was what Green had thought at the time.
Other than acting like a fool, Green didn't think that action could have any other deeper meaning.
Masked Man: "..."
He couldn't really refute this point. After all, the Alola Region hadn't made a name for itself internationally. In regions outside of his hometown, people simply didn't know Incineroar, only Arcanine. Naturally, they would assume Incineroar was a "little Arcanine."
But everything he was doing now was to promote the Alola Region to the world.
Arcanine is the low-spec version of Incineroar!!
At this thought, a dangerous glint appeared in both of their eyes simultaneously, and they decisively began the third round of the battle.
"Arcanine, use Snarl!"
"Incineroar, use Snarl!"
(end of chapter)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
(3rd update!)
---
"I've lost."
Seeing this, Gary finally couldn't help but gasp, taking several steps back as an immense sense of loss flooded his heart.
Raising his hand, he slowly recalled his Blastoise into its Poké Ball. His hand trembled slightly; he hadn't expected the gap between himself and the Masked Man to be so large.
"You worked hard, Blastoise."
Gary lowered his head, which was usually held high, and clenched his fists, unwilling to accept it.
Damn it, is this as far as I get in the Indigo League Conference?
Gary had dreamed of becoming the Conference Champion in his first year, dethroning Champion Lance the next, and by his third year, ascending to godhood and achieving immortality.
But now, I can only make it to the Top 16!?
Although his mentality had greatly improved after getting beaten by Giovanni at the Viridian Gym, this situation still made him a little depressed.
Gary had one last Pokémon left, but the outcome of this battle was already decided. He felt there was no need to continue and slowly raised his hand.
"Referee, I for—"
"Gary, let's switch."
Before he could finish his sentence, a steady voice rang out in his mind, causing Gary's body to jolt in surprise. A hint of delight appeared on his face.
It was Green's voice.
Green had said before that he couldn't be bothered to participate in such a childish battle. Was it because he saw how strong the Masked Man was and got excited by the prospect of a good fight?
Or did he see his good brother getting thrashed and want to help him get revenge?
"Haha, Big Brother Green, you truly are my good brother! I still have one life left, go teach this Masked Man a good lesson for me!"
Thinking this, Gary's expression took on a look of borrowed bravado.
"Hmph."
Green just snorted coldly and didn't reply.
Revenge?
He would've loved to see the Masked Man sweep Gary six-to-zero. It would save him from seeing Gary jumping around all day, who even tried to annoy him from time to time.
People like him needed to be thoroughly beaten a few more times for their mentality to develop in a healthy, long-term way.
As for why he was intervening, it wasn't because he was excited by a challenge. There was only one simple reason...
Hmph!
Gary closed his eyes. The next second, when he reopened them, the aura around him had undergone an earth-shattering change.
His original frivolity and youthful vigor had completely transformed into a steady, reserved, and experienced temperament. Every move he made gave off the feeling of a Grandmaster.
Red: "..."
Blue: "Tsk, tsk, and he said he wouldn't join in this childish scuffle..."
In two seats in the audience stands, two people raised their heads. The Faceless Trainer controlled by Red showed a somewhat curious expression, while Blue, who had directly taken over the other Blue's body, couldn't resist taunting from a distance.
"What's with this kid, Gary..."
In the crowd, the one with the biggest reaction was none other than Professor Oak. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. With his aged wisdom, he could sense that his grandson down in the battle arena seemed to have undergone some kind of monumental change.
"Did he develop schizophrenia...? Ai, after all these years, I actually failed to notice. I'm such an unqualified Grandpa..."
Professor Oak couldn't help but sigh, then he made up his mind, his expression firm.
After the battle, he would take Gary to Saffron City. There were many psychiatric patients there, so they had experience. Gary was still young, maybe there was still hope...
"This youth... how..."
The Masked Man's expression couldn't be seen under his mask, but with his years of traveling the world, he could feel that the youth before him had become a completely different person. The look in his eyes had lost its contentiousness, as if he were looking at a small fry?
Did I beat him silly?
Or did he develop schizophrenia...?
Unexpectedly, Green suddenly spoke. Although he was using Gary's voice, the tone and cadence were completely different, even carrying a hint of disdain and arrogance.
"Hmph, using a little Arcanine, and you dare to be so arrogant in front of me?"
This statement made the Masked Man slowly form a question mark.
Little Arcanine?
"Today, I'll show you what a real Arcanine is!"
With that, Green fiercely threw his Poké Ball forward. A flash of red light revealed a large, lion-headed dog on the arena. Its fiery red fur was marked with several black stripes, and it had a wild, brownish-yellow mane that billowed as if in a wind of its own.
"ROAR!!"
As soon as it appeared, the Arcanine let out a skyward roar that thundered like a giant drum. Coupled with its lion-like head and flowing mane, this caused the Incineroar before it to take a slight step back, its expression changing.
The Intimidate ability activated!
Incineroar's Attack, which it had previously raised with Bulk Up, was lowered again.
"This Arcanine is so strong..."
The Masked Man couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow. He could feel the aura emanating from this large dog was terrifying, completely on another level compared to the Blastoise and Rhydon from before.
But!
The Masked Man clenched his fists, his face serious. There was one point he had to argue.
"What 'little Arcanine'? In my hometown, Arcanine are called 'little Incineroar'!"
The Masked Man said, quite angrily.
Hmph, he hadn't even taken the initiative to attack, yet this low-spec version of an Incineroar dared to strike first. Although the Masked Man was good-natured, he was very firm when it came to his principles.
"The Alola Region? Just an unpresentable place. Go to any other region, and they all call Incineroar 'little Arcanine'!"
Green said coldly, a dangerous glint already in his eyes.
His intervention wasn't for revenge, nor was it because he was excited by a challenge. He simply disliked Incineroar. It was just swaggering around using Arcanine's reputation; when it came down to it, it was just a low-spec version of Arcanine.
Green was an old-school Arcanine fan.
As for the Alola Region, it was also a "watered-down" region. Back when he was still in the Digital World, Green heard that some First Generation Champion had inexplicably appeared there. So, in a great hurry, he expensed the airplane tickets for Red and Blue, planning to "snipe" this new Champion and give them a warm welcome from their predecessor.
In the end, he didn't meet the person, only saw a video of that First Generation Champion riding a Tauros, with a Talonflame on his head, spinning around like crazy on the spot.
"Hmph, as expected of such an unpresentable place. Hearing the name of I, the great Green, they could only pretend to be a fool and not dare to meet me. How ridiculous, haha!!!"
This was what Green had thought at the time.
Other than acting like a fool, Green didn't think that action could have any other deeper meaning.
Masked Man: "..."
He couldn't really refute this point. After all, the Alola Region hadn't made a name for itself internationally. In regions outside of his hometown, people simply didn't know Incineroar, only Arcanine. Naturally, they would assume Incineroar was a "little Arcanine."
But everything he was doing now was to promote the Alola Region to the world.
Arcanine is the low-spec version of Incineroar!!
At this thought, a dangerous glint appeared in both of their eyes simultaneously, and they decisively began the third round of the battle.
"Arcanine, use Snarl!"
"Incineroar, use Snarl!"
(end of chapter)
