Chapter 541: Poor Taste
Forrest had always believed that Arthur was his own descendant.
Um, that might be a bit confusing.
Let's put it this way: he always believed that the current Arthur was the descendant of the historical Champion Arthur who had disappeared!
This was actually a major reason why he insisted on being Arthur's driver this time.
For this reason, he even gave up participating in the event and didn't even activate his Super Account.
Because he knew the true identity of this Phantom in the desert.
The news that Old Tyranitar was in the Ashen Desert was first told to Arthur by the Dragon "senior" from the Forrest family, so Forrest naturally heard about it too.
Along the way, Forrest had asked Arthur indirectly many times.
"How do you plan to face that Tyranitar? Have you thought about using your heritage to get closer? Are you confident you can make him accept you?"
Arthur's answers were always evasive and vague.
"Maybe, probably, possibly... we'll see, no rush... indeed, makes sense, you're right..."
It had confused Forrest for a while.
Later, whenever Forrest looked at Arthur, his expression was like this—
(￢_￢)
Finally!
This time, watching Arthur walk into Tyranitar's lair, the corner of Forrest's mouth curled up slightly.
Ha! You said you didn't know martial arts?!
Descendant of a Champion, confirmed!
At the same time, watching Arthur follow Tyranitar into the lair through binoculars from a dune on the outskirts of the territory, a group of people amidst the wind and sand also smiled slightly.
"Hmph! Finally caught you! Don't think about hiding your identity this time. We've seen through your disguise, despicable Kubfu scum!"
...
Meanwhile, unaware of the commotion outside, Arthur followed Old Tyranitar into the interior of her lair.
Though called a lair, it was more like a stone palace!
Old Tyranitar had spent the first half of her life in the human world, so her aesthetic sense was similar to humans. Reflected in her dwelling, it made her lair the most magnificent and solemn among the Three Phantoms, and the most beautiful from a human perspective.
It looked like a small castle in the desert. Inside, there was a spacious hall, private bedrooms, tall towers, spiral staircases, and even a large basement warehouse.
Except for the lack of antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and sculptures, it was like a small human palace.
Old Flame, Lina, and the other Pokémon who followed were amazed.
"I didn't expect you to have such an artistic sense, Old Tyranitar. This place is really nice," Arthur praised as they walked.
Unexpectedly, he met a soft rebuke, receiving only an indifferent snort from Old Tyranitar.
Confused, Arthur quietly asked the little dragonfly beside him.
"Why does Old Tyranitar seem a bit angry?"
The little dragonfly smiled until her eyes were crescents.
"Flyy, gon?" — Master, can't you guess?
"...If I could guess, I wouldn't be asking you."
The little dragonfly wagged her tail, about to explain, when Old Tyranitar, leading the way, suddenly turned around and roared, scaring her into shutting up.
"Roar!" — Don't say it!
The little dragonfly quickly covered her mouth.
Specter rolled his eyes. Look how scared you are.
But then Old Tyranitar turned and glared at him too, silencing Specter as well—
Master, you better guess yourself. Old Tyranitar is too strong now; I can't beat her.
"..."
Arthur glanced at Specter, giving him a silent look of contempt: Useless!
Specter didn't make a sound. The next second, he dived into Arthur's shadow and disappeared.
Arthur was speechless!
Running away when things get tough, you're good at that!
He looked at Old Flame, only to find him pretending to admire the scenery.
Great!
A bunch of unreliable guys!
Then, the human and Pokémon followed Old Tyranitar to the bedroom behind the palace.
Entering the room, they saw several young Larvitar. Round and cute, but their eyes inherited the arrogance of the species, looking cocky at everyone.
Initially seeing Arthur enter, they were eager to try and spar with this sudden human visitor.
Until Old Tyranitar came in and scolded them away.
These little guys really don't know the height of the heavens!
Finally arriving in a private space, Old Tyranitar stopped, turned around, and stared intently at Arthur.
This made Arthur inexplicably nervous.
Why did it feel like a scumbag about to face judgment?
As soon as Old Tyranitar spoke, this feeling became even stronger!
"Roar, roar?" — After you came back, why didn't you come to find me first?
"Uh... huh?"
Okay, only now did Arthur realize why Old Tyranitar was angry.
It turned out... he really was a scumbag.
"There are reasons for this."
Saying that, Arthur decisively dragged Celebi out from behind him.
Teammates are meant to be sold when necessary. Arthur just learned this from Specter.
"It's all because of this little fatty. She said she couldn't locate you back then, so I didn't know where you were before."
Celebi had a shocked cat face, not expecting to take the blame while just walking by. For a moment, she even forgot to refute the "little fatty" nickname.
Seeing Old Tyranitar's expression turning unfriendly, Celebi quickly explained.
"I really did travel through time to find you, but you refused to see me!"
Old Tyranitar looked suspicious.
"Roar?" — When did you come to find me?
"In your timeline, it should have been over a hundred years ago. I looked for you several times, but you rejected me."
Old Tyranitar thought carefully, finally remembered something, and stomped her foot in anger, shaking the entire building twice.
Little Eevee was so scared he scrambled up to Arthur's shoulder, hugging his neck and trembling.
This big senior looks so scary.
Old Tyranitar's eyes were red with anger. She gritted her teeth and spat out a name.
"Damn it, it was Yveltal!"
The other Pokémon were confused.
Arthur, however, had some impression of this name.
"Yveltal, the Dark-type Legendary?"
Yveltal was the only Dark-type major Legendary, resembling a large bird.
However, the Kubfu Alliance had few records of it, and there had been no confrontations with it during the war era.
Why bring up Yveltal? Arthur was slightly puzzled.
Until Old Tyranitar continued to explain.
"Before Groudon came, the major Legendary guarding this desert was always Yveltal. When I first came here, I was defeated by him and taken in.
"At that time, he gave me the power to Dynamax and shared some Legendary energy to extend my lifespan. So I acknowledged him and became one of the three pillars here, what you humans call the Three Phantoms.
"But that was because I always thought you were dead, Master!
"Damn it! Yveltal must have known the truth! He stopped this little onion head from finding me!
"Damn him, he kept me in the dark all along!"
Celebi floated aside and silently rolled her eyes.
She was really fed up with this master and servant. Meeting for the first time, yet they seemed telepathic, both liking to call her "little onion head."
Damn it, do I really look that much like an onion?!
And she had even praised the palace for being beautiful on the way here.
Truly poor taste, hopeless! Pfft!
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