Pokemon: Spiritual Master-Chapter 690: Blessing of the Forest (Two-in-One - )

"Ahhh——"

Watching Galarian Moltres carry Flint flying through the air, Johan and all his Pokémon silently followed it with their eyes as it passed overhead.

"Ka-kaah..." Gengar murmured.

Oh no, that explosive head can fly now.

Hmm?

Johan looked at Gengar riding on Spectrier’s back, somewhat surprised by this purple little fatty’s train of thought.

But he had to admit.

It was quite insightful.

"Is that... your friend, Johan?" Calyrex turned around and asked.

After all, whether Johan or Flint, their clothing was quite different from the residents of Freezington.

"Uh..."

For a moment, Johan didn’t know how to answer, somewhat hesitant about whether to acknowledge such a friend.

Then he heard Calyrex say:

"Looks like he provoked one of the three legendary birds. Those three guys rarely appear in Crown Tundra normally, only migrating here once every few decades. Your friend happened to run into one."

Johan adjusted his glasses, tacitly accepting the title "friend."

"His strength... shouldn’t lead to any major problems."

Although it felt a bit embarrassing, Johan had always been quite confident in Flint’s strength.

"Strength?"

Calyrex glanced at the sky, seeming to say: If he has strength, why was he carried away by Moltres like that?

"Cough cough."

Johan cleared his throat twice. "Never mind, I should go check on him."

"Shall this king accompany you?" Calyrex said.

"No need."

Johan declined.

It wasn’t that he was arrogant enough to ignore Galarian Moltres’s strength, but considering that although Calyrex had recovered some power, after all, just half an hour ago it had looked like it was about to die. Johan was really somewhat worried about Calyrex’s current condition.

Although he couldn’t ignore Galarian Moltres’s strength, he could underestimate it a little.

Calyrex seemed to see through his thoughts. Considering Johan’s ability to easily handle Glastrier and Spectrier, after pondering briefly, it nodded.

"True, this king has great confidence in your strength, Johan."

After pausing, it continued:

"In that case, let Spectrier temporarily follow you for now."

Spectrier?

Johan looked at Gengar, who was riding on Spectrier’s back and already seemed quite familiar with it.

"Gengar and Spectrier seem quite compatible. With the ’Reins of Unity’ binding them, they might be able to provide some assistance."

"That works."

After thinking briefly, Johan didn’t refuse Calyrex’s suggestion.

Seeing how happily the ghost was playing.

Let it play a bit more.

"Then I’ll take my leave first and come back to bother you later."

With that, Johan gave Dragonite a look, and it immediately waddled over with its round belly.

The other Pokémon returned to their Poké Balls one after another, though Johan stopped Snivy and placed it on Dragonite’s head.

As for Gengar...

It had already been waiting in midair, riding Spectrier.

"Draaa——"

Dragonite called out cheerfully and shot into the sky.

"Neighhhh——"

Spectrier neighed, stepping on spirit mist, its speed in the air wasn’t slow either.

"Sni?"

Snivy’s vines tightly wrapped around Dragonite’s body to steady itself, turning back to look at Johan lying on Dragonite’s back, sensing he seemed to have something to say.

"Snivy."

Fortunately, Dragonite wasn’t flying very fast. While tightly gripping his protective gear, Johan looked into Snivy’s bright eyes and asked gently:

"Do you want to evolve?"

"Sni?"

Evolve?

Snivy was stunned.

In its mind, it unconsciously recalled the appearance of Serperior, having seen its evolved form before.

Honestly...

Snivy’s heart was actually somewhat conflicted.

It clearly understood what Pokémon evolution meant. Larvitar was the best example—after completing its amazing two-stage evolution, Tyranitar’s strength had achieved a qualitative leap.

Moreover, after evolution, Tyranitar’s strength improvement speed was also incredibly dramatic, far beyond what the Tyranitar it had encountered in Fallarbor Town could compare to.

This made the competitive Snivy somewhat tempted.

If it also evolved to its final form, would its strength also experience explosive growth?

Then it could catch up to Tyranitar again.

But...

Snivy was also somewhat afraid, somewhat worried.

The changes brought by evolution weren’t just in strength, but also physical and appearance changes.

Not all Pokémon were enthusiastic about evolution.

For example, Ash’s Bulbasaur was very resistant to evolution, even suppressing it.

After all, evolution meant significant changes to a Pokémon’s body in a short time. Who knew if the body after changes would be the same as what they expected?

Even if they’d seen the evolved form, they’d only seen it—never experienced it.

And Snivy...

Although it couldn’t be said to be very afraid, it was inevitably somewhat worried.

Seeing Snivy show hesitation, Johan gently pulled the little one into his arms and said softly:

"It’s okay, don’t rush, think slowly. Even if you don’t want to evolve, that’s fine too. I’ll respect your decision."

Just as he had thought before.

If you don’t evolve, can you definitely not become stronger?

"Draaa~~"

Hearing the conversation between trainer and Pokémon, Dragonite couldn’t help calling out.

Back when it had just evolved from Dragonair to Dragonite, it had also panicked for quite a while.

Suddenly having two extra arms and a pair of wings—that feeling... panic and confusion were inevitable. But after adapting, it gradually came to love its current body.

As it spoke, it patted its round belly happily.

"Sni..." Snivy curled its lip.

You evolved from Dragonair to Dragonite and gained a pair of hands.

But evolving from Snivy to Servine and then Serperior meant losing a pair of hands. How was that the same?

However, Dragonite’s words did add some inclination to Snivy’s hesitant heart.

"Ka-kaah!!"

Suddenly.

Gengar riding Spectrier exclaimed, pointing at a figure falling vertically from the sky not far away.

Flint!

Moltres had actually dropped him directly from the air?

"Help——help——"

The distant voice stretched long.

"Gengar!" Johann called out sternly.

"Ka-kaah!"

"Neighhhh!!"

Gengar yanked the reins hard, and Spectrier’s front hooves rose high as it suddenly stopped, neighing loudly.

The next second.

Pop!

One ghost and one horse vanished from midair.

When they reappeared.

They were already beneath the falling Flint, catching him solidly.

Flint’s explosive hair directly became a broom head.

"Caw——!!"

Moltres cried out shrilly, flapping its wings burning with black flames, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Johan frowned, glancing at the direction where Moltres disappeared, then at Flint lying on Spectrier’s back, apparently unconscious.

"Never mind, let’s go back first," he said.

Gengar immediately felt somewhat regretful, smacking its lips and pulling the reins.

Turn around.

"Neighhhh——"

"It should be corrupted by Moltres’s evil fire."

At Crown Temple, after Calyrex examined Flint’s condition, it said.

It couldn’t help being somewhat amazed.

"Even Pokémon find it difficult to resist Moltres’s evil flames and will. This person... not only persisted for a long time, but the effects don’t seem particularly severe."

Listening to Flint’s steady breathing, Calyrex clicked its tongue in wonder.

Galarian Moltres was quite different from the traditional Moltres among the three legendary birds.

Although Galarian Moltres was also called Moltres, its appearance was very different. To be honest... it was somewhat similar to Yveltal from the Kalos region.

More importantly, Galarian Moltres’s type was no longer Fire and Flying, but Dark and Flying.

And its Pokédex definition was no longer the Flame Pokémon, but the Malevolent Pokémon.

Its ability "Berserk" meant that when its HP dropped below half, raging flames would boost its Special Attack by one stage.

Even if its HP recovered and dropped again, it could continuously trigger.

It was said that Galarian Moltres had a proud and arrogant personality, carrying enormous malice. Just by standing there, it could make ordinary Pokémon unable to move.

And the powerful mental aura it released, black like flames, could make attacked Pokémon feel an intense exhaustion as if burning to nothing.

"It might not be normal for others, but for Flint... hmm, it’s quite normal."

Johan said with a strange expression.

Flint’s body?

In his view, if Ash and Red didn’t exist, who could compete?

A body trained by being abused by Garchomp wouldn’t be much worse than one electrocuted by Thunderbolt.

Found the "Super Sinnoh Person"!

Thinking that Johan seemed even more exaggerated, Calyrex felt relieved.

Just...

Had his subjects’ physical fitness become this exaggerated now?

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should have gone to Giant’s Bed on the other side of Crown Tundra. Perhaps there’ll be another chance to encounter it tomorrow."

Johan nodded.

The three legendary birds of Galar were called Moltres, Zapdos, and Articuno.

But Moltres had no fire, Zapdos had no electricity, and Articuno had no ice. The person naming them was quite perfunctory.

"We’ll ask him about the situation when he wakes up," Johan said.

Gurgle gurgle——

Inside Crown Temple, Dragonite’s stomach rumbling was particularly prominent.

"Draaa..."

Dragonite scratched its head embarrassedly.

It had flown quite a bit today, hadn’t eaten much lunch, and was hungry...

Johan laughed despite himself.

If Dragonite hadn’t reminded him, he would have forgotten he was also a bit hungry.

So.

Gengar immediately pulled out many items from its shadow, big and small packages.

"Johan, these are..." Calyrex couldn’t help showing some curiosity.

"All eating utensils."

Johan spread out the items with practiced ease, showing his proficiency.

He even brought many small appliances, plugging them into outlets and connecting them to Regieleki for outdoor power supply—no worries about electricity.

"The Ancient Thunder Giant?"

Seeing Johan summon Regieleki, Calyrex was somewhat surprised.

"Mm." Johan, who was fiddling with things, said: "Another goal of coming to Crown Tundra this time is to send Regieleki back ’home.’"

"Regi..."

Regieleki clutched the power cord, its signal lights flashing as it stood motionless, not knowing what it was thinking.

"By the way, Calyrex, what do you like to eat?"

Johan took out packages of ingredients. These were all purchased by Mewtwo before he left.

It had to be said, the items were quite comprehensive. Various meats and vegetables were all available, plus Gengar’s "shadow refrigerator" for freshness—no need to worry about ingredient freshness.

"Food?"

Calyrex came closer, looking at the things Johan had spread on the picnic table, shaking its head slightly:

"This king rarely eats, because this king doesn’t need food. So when this king’s subjects made offerings, they would only bring foods that this king’s beloved horses liked."

This is what you call a Grass-type Pokémon!

Look, this is a Grass-type Pokémon!

But Johan still asked: "Nothing at all?"

Calyrex hesitated.

"Not entirely. This king once ate a very rare, orange-red radish. That taste this king finds unforgettable even now..."

Before it finished speaking, Johan handed over a carrot.

"This one?"

Seeing the carrot, Calyrex’s eyes immediately lit up.

Johan’s expression was strange.

So one Glastrier, one Spectrier—two horses who loved eating radishes so much, it was because of this!

Calyrex actually liked eating carrots?

So easy to feed?

Truly a wild rabbit...

Crunch crunch crunch——

Calyrex immediately began nibbling eagerly.

Johan took out a large piece of iron.

Iron?

Eating iron?

What kind of new eating method was this?

While Calyrex ate and wondered, Johan gave the iron to Tinkaton, then...

After a series of "clang clang clang" sounds, that piece of iron quickly became a large iron pot.

Hmm?

Making an iron pot wasn’t difficult, but doing it so quickly... this Tinkaton’s forging skills weren’t low.

The other Pokémon had long been accustomed to this.

The benefit of having Tinkaton was that as long as you brought more metal when going out, even unforged crude metal, Tinkaton could quickly craft it into finished products.

Highlighting the ability to make whatever you need on the spot.

Calyrex looked at Tinkaton’s hammer and its effortless appearance, showing a thoughtful expression.

Wonder if those two items could be forged...

Sizzle——

Johan had already started stir-frying, cooking base ingredients.

In the cold weather, in the snowy mountains, nothing was more suitable than hot pot. Everyone sitting around the charcoal fire, eating hot, spicy food with big bites—just thinking about it was wonderful.

Soon, Calyrex watched the pot that was already "bubbling" and filling Crown Temple’s hall with aroma, couldn’t help swallowing and asking:

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"Hot pot."

Johan handed Calyrex a set of bowls and chopsticks, while his own little ones had already gathered around the large iron pot, those with forks taking forks, those with chopsticks taking chopsticks, all looking impatient.

Even.

Flint, lying on the ground sleeping nearby, seemed to smell the aroma and smacked his lips, murmuring in his sleep:

"Teacher, Teacher Johan, add a bit more... right, that cauliflower head, big cauliflower tastes good, let’s... cook it together..."

Johan: "..."

Calyrex: "..."

"Cough, let’s eat. Be careful not to spill on yourselves."

Johan decided not to get involved with Flint’s death-seeking behavior and called everyone to start eating.

Soon, the happy, lively atmosphere mixed with rich pot aroma filled the entire Crown Temple.

Even Calyrex, who had no need for food and only loved carrots, after tasting a few bites, gradually came to like it.

So no one could refuse hot pot. If one meal wasn’t enough, then two meals.

Of course.

Given his own Pokémon’s appetites, hot pot could only be considered a pre-meal snack for them. After Tyranitar drank the last sip of soup, everyone ate energy cubes or gnawed diamonds, each taking out their main course.

"Hot pot is really delicious."

Calyrex, sitting on a cushion nearby, was still savoring the hot pot’s taste.

It felt... how did this thing match Crown Tundra so well?

Fragrant and spicy, initially somewhat difficult to accept, but eating it warmed the body and made you sweat, yet you couldn’t stop moving your hands.

"If you want to eat it, next time come to my house and I’ll make it for you again," Johan smiled.

Perfect. His own small island was in need of development. If Calyrex made a trip there, perhaps it would immediately become lush with green trees?

Without waiting for Calyrex to agree or refuse, Johan asked:

"By the way, Calyrex, what did you mean earlier by ’Blessing of the Forest’?"

Earlier, when Calyrex saw Snivy, it had said "Blessing of the Forest" to itself, then got interrupted by Flint. Johan still didn’t understand what this was.

Hearing this, Calyrex didn’t answer immediately but pondered for a while, seeming to consider how to phrase and explain it.

After a while, it slowly said:

"Johan, do you think... the Pokémon world has its own will?"

The Pokémon world’s will?

Johan was stunned.

World line convergence?

Or rather...

"Or to put it more concretely, do you think the earth, forests, and oceans have their own wills?"

Johan fell into thought, seemingly grasping a key fragment, asking somewhat amazedly:

"Viridian Power?"

Viridian Power was a force granted by Viridian Forest—the largest forest in the Kanto region—to its chosen ones. It could communicate with Pokémon’s hearts and had the power to heal, influence, and even strengthen Pokémon.

Boss Giovanni and Lance, whom Johan knew, were both possessors of Viridian Power.

But the most exaggerated... was definitely one of Red’s girlfriends, Yellow!

Her way of using Viridian Power to strengthen Pokémon was something everyone would find troublesome.

A group of Pokémon at most level twenty or thirty would instantly shoot up to level eighty. Although this was partly due to her Pokémon temporarily dropping in ability and level, being able to cheat so obviously and make audiences love it was still a first.

Healer (×)

Hacker (√)

No wonder when it came to Viridian Power, Giovanni and Lance had to step aside, and Yellow was called "Yellow-de-Viridian Forest."

"Although there are some differences, that’s roughly the idea," Calyrex said.

Of course, what Snivy possessed definitely wasn’t Viridian Power, but came from another forest.

Then Johan thought of Calyrex’s question.

Do the earth, forests, and oceans... have their own wills?

If it were in another world, the materialist Johan might think it was nonsense, but in the idealist-supreme Pokémon world, it really probably did.

Moreover, as a possessor of Aura power, saying he felt nothing usually would be false.

It’s just that different regions, forests, and lands might have different ways of manifesting their will.

"So Snivy is a Pokémon that received the ’Blessing of the Forest’? Shouldn’t that be a good thing? What does it have to do with Snivy not evolving?"

It couldn’t be like Yellow, first suppressing the Pokémon’s level, then bouncing back from rock bottom to shoot up, right?

Calyrex looked around, as if searching for something. Soon it raised a claw, and a cup fell into its hand.

"Johan, look. Does filling this cup and filling that iron pot require the same amount of water?"

Hmm... another water analogy. Calyrex’s explanation was obviously somewhat clumsy, but Johan immediately understood its meaning.

"You mean to say that for water to reach the same height, one cup of water and one basin of water require vastly different amounts?"

Calyrex was stunned, immediately feeling Johan’s explanation seemed more vivid than its own.

Nodding, it said:

"Right."

"The ’Blessing of the Forest’ made Snivy’s ’container’ larger, or rather... the energy’s..."

"Density." Seeing Calyrex at a loss for words, Johan reminded.

"Right, the energy density became stronger, which led to the evolution process being somewhat different from other ordinary Pokémon," Calyrex said, clapping.

Now Johan understood.

No wonder...

No wonder his own Snivy, clearly a Grass-type Pokémon capable of photosynthesis, still had food requirements no less than Tinkaton’s.

No wonder Snivy, with strength probably already at least level fifty-something, still hadn’t evolved.

At the same time, Snivy’s recent training with "Grassy Seed" to create such large vines with Grass Knot made sense too.

Of course.

There might also be Snivy’s own resistance to evolution.

It was a bit like Yellow suppressing her own Pokémon’s levels.

But wasn’t Ash’s Bulbasaur the same? Being able to help Professor Oak manage all the Pokémon, its level definitely wouldn’t be low.

Could his own Snivy’s trait similar to Tsareena’s "Queenly Majesty" ability also be related to the "Blessing of the Forest"?

After all, it was the "Lord of the Forest."

Johan shook his head, temporarily suppressing his many speculations while sighing with relief.

As long as there wasn’t something wrong with Snivy.

He had been worried Snivy might have some hidden health issues that neither the Pokémon Center nor his own [Pokédex] could detect.

Now it seemed the [Pokédex] was fine—this kind of "blessing" was just too subtle.

As for needing more energy...

More is more.

Could it need more than Tyranitar?

That was the real bottomless pit.

With confirmation that Snivy was fine, Johan’s heart completely settled.

Staying overnight at Crown Temple.

Uh, saying they stayed overnight at the temple, but actually... they just laid bedding in the dilapidated temple hall, the kind that was drafty.

Fortunately, with Ceruledge by his side, Johan slept very comfortably.

Early the next morning.

Flint, who had already awakened, was seen searching everywhere in the hall for food.

Unfortunately, in a place with temperatures dozens of degrees below zero, there wasn’t even a blade of grass. He was almost ready to go out and dig snow to gnaw tree roots.

Fortunately, Johan "couldn’t bear" to see him so hungry and gave him some food.

"Much better..."

Half-collapsed on the ground, Flint burped, patting his stomach with half-closed eyes, looking like he had come back to life.

Calyrex sat not far away, also half-closing its eyes, sizing up this man who had called it "cauliflower" three times, wondering what it was thinking.

"What was your situation yesterday?"

Only then did Johan ask his inner question.

Wasn’t he supposed to help Freezington repair fences and drive away some wild Pokémon? How did he end up provoking Moltres?

"Teacher Johan, let me tell you, yesterday I..."

Flint immediately perked up, sitting up and animatedly telling Johan about yesterday’s experience.

Initially, he had indeed been helping Freezington drive away some wild Pokémon, but later...

"A Gigantamax Copperajah? Wild?"

"That’s right."

Flint nodded. "Turns out those wild Pokémon were running toward Freezington because of Copperajah’s rampage, forcing them to flee."

"I was originally planning to drive that Copperajah away, but suddenly a red light shot from the sky..."

Flint dramatically described what he had witnessed.

"...Then Copperajah suddenly went ’whoosh’ and Gigantamaxed. That head, tsk tsk..."

Johan frowned slightly.

He had encountered the Gigantamax phenomenon among wild Pokémon in the Galar region before.

Back on the Isle of Armor, a Corviknight had suddenly become Gigantamax.

This involved Eternatus, who was imprisoned by Macro Cosmos Corporation, or rather by Chairman Rose.

Its awakening process caused energy leakage, with Galar particles flying everywhere.

According to Leon, his biggest task before had been to appease Pokémon that suddenly Gigantamaxed in various places, for which Rose had specifically assigned him a Flying Taxi specialist.

It was well known that wild Pokémon in Crown Tundra were all high-level, let alone a Copperajah that could drive away a group of wild Pokémon.

Combined with Gigantamax enhancement, Flint deliberately led the battle to a distant place to avoid involving Freezington, then spent considerable effort defeating Copperajah.

But after defeating Copperajah, he discovered... he was lost!

The markers he had cleverly left earlier were either destroyed by the battle or buried by the blizzard.

Coincidentally.

That’s when Flint encountered the migrating Moltres.

It could fly and had fire—wasn’t this the Fire-type Pokémon of his dreams?

Then.

He fought another battle with Moltres. This guy’s strength was much more formidable than the Gigantamax Copperajah.

"You know what they say about not fighting, not becoming friends. I asked it to help send me back to Freezington, and it agreed."

Flint had a "see how smart I am" expression, vaguely glossing over the specific battle process.

Anyway, Johan didn’t believe it one bit.

Was that shouting really negotiated?

Why not return to Freezington?

Instead arriving at Crown Temple?

Although Johan wasn’t sure if Flint would die from falling, he would probably suffer quite a bit.

But Johan was too lazy to wake someone pretending to sleep. He stood up and said: "Pack up, we need to make a trip to Split-Decision Ruins."

He had already asked Calyrex yesterday for the specific location of "Split-Decision Ruins."

"Split-Decision Ruins?" Flint was stunned.

"It’s Regieleki’s home," Johan looked at Regieleki nearby.

This little electric being had become especially quiet since arriving in Crown Tundra, seemingly not eating much of yesterday’s hot pot either.

"Oh..."

Flint didn’t think much about it, nor did he pack—he had no luggage to begin with. What was there to pack?

Calyrex didn’t accompany them, but still let Gengar continue experiencing being a "Ghost Knight," having Spectrier follow along.

Split-Decision Ruins was located in the Three-Point Pass on Crown Tundra’s southeastern foothills. The place wasn’t large, but... according to Calyrex, this Three-Point Pass was one of the more dangerous places in Crown Tundra for humans.

Because it was inhabited by many Dragon-type Pokémon.

Crown Tundra, Three-Point Pass.

The elevation here wasn’t as high as Crown Tundra.

Being coastal, plus with suitable lighting, there was still quite a bit of vegetation coverage.

"Teacher Johan, you say Dragon-types fear cold, so why would so many Dragon-type Pokémon inhabit Crown Tundra?"

After Infernape punched away a "shame of dragons" Druddigon that had considered them food, Flint couldn’t help asking.

"It’s not because there are many here, but because this place is cut off from the world."

Johan brushed aside messy shrubs.

Everyone knew Dragon-type Pokémon were rare and precious.

Even though Dragon-types were no longer as dominant due to Fairy-types, they still firmly held the top position among all types.

Any Pokémon with a bit of Dragon-type blood, or even just the word "Dragon" in its name, was never particularly weak.

This led to most trainers wanting to catch Dragon-type Pokémon when encountering them.

With so many people outside catching them left and right, didn’t that make them seem rare outside and common here?

Of course.

Being cut off from the world and able to reproduce peacefully was another reason.

There was also an important reason related to that guy inside Split-Decision Ruins.

However, Split-Decision Ruins was quite hidden and would take some time to find.

"Hey, Teacher Johan, an apple!"

Flint suddenly called out.

On a lush tree, a single red apple hung alone. Flint eagerly reached for it.

An apple?

Johan was stunned looking over, then quickly shouted:

"That’s a Pokémon!"

"A Pokémon?"

As soon as Flint’s hand touched the apple, he felt it move. The stem connecting to the branch suddenly opened its eyes.

"Whoa!"

Startled, Flint quickly let go.

The "apple" glared at Flint unhappily, then fell to the ground. A small green worm dropped out of it, then quickly burrowed back into the apple and wriggled away rapidly.

"It... really is a Pokémon..."

"Applin, a Grass and Dragon-type Apple Core Pokémon. Born inside an apple, it spends its entire life living within the apple, growing while eating the flesh. Sometimes it disguises itself as an apple, Rotom!"

Information about Applin appeared on the Rotom Pokédex.

"Actually... still a Dragon-type Pokémon." Flint was amazed.

Johan was thinking... isn’t this closer to Flygon than Caterpie?

At least they’re both Dragon-type.

"Applin has the ’Ripen’ ability—it’s quite a nice Pokémon," Johan murmured.

[Ripen: Pokémon with this ability receive double the effect when using berries.]

Of course, that was in battle. In actual life, it could help with ’ripening’ fruits and vegetables, accelerating crop growth.

Apple ripening was also a life hack.

"Ka-kaah!" (Found it!)

Gengar riding Spectrier shouted loudly.

Finally found the entrance to Split-Decision Ruins.

"Regi..."

Regieleki’s signal lights began flashing again.

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