Chapter 297: The Fish-Killing Culprit, the Garlic Turtle!
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Saur."
Ivysaur nodded with satisfaction.
That was right. It was now going to use its most powerful Move to draw everyone's attention to itself, and then...
Ivysaur extended two vines, whipping them outward to wrap around the Goldeen that had just leisurely regained consciousness, and held it up high.
"Saur!"
Ivysaur let out a low roar, signaling to everyone that the Goldeen still had a sliver of Hit Points left, that its life had been saved by Azumarill!!
This was a meaningless dispute!
This Backyard was a peaceful Backyard, and everyone was a good friend. There was no need to fight.
Ivysaur was a peace-loving Pokemon, and it wanted to use this peaceful method to stop the fight.
Everyone was stunned by this action. Even Ash and his group stared blankly at the drowning Goldeen in Mid-air. The very Air seemed to freeze.
This didn't seem like stopping a fight.
It looked more like pouring oil on the fire, didn't it...?
"Ivysaur, you... sigh."
Ash trailed off mid-sentence, then decisively took a step back with his companions, indicating that they were not familiar with this Garlic Turtle.
Ivysaur: "?"
It was a little dumbfounded, not understanding why everyone had such an expression.
"Wuuu..."
At that moment, a wail of pain came from above, seemingly carrying extreme agony. A moment later, the Goldeen being held high fainted and died.
The single Hit Point it had left was now completely wiped away.
And the perpetrator was Ivysaur's Vine Whip.
Considering that even the grass underfoot could become Razor Leaf, Ivysaur's act of holding the Goldeen high with its vines was no different from a Power Whip to it.
In other words, Ivysaur had, in full view of everyone, executed the drowning Goldeen.
Everyone: "..."
The next instant, the gazes of twenty or thirty Pokemon turned razor-sharp, their spearhead of fury aimed squarely at the Ivysaur on the bank, which was still holding a corpse high.
So it was you, the thick-browed Garlic Turtle, who was the true culprit behind this conflict!!
"Saur?"
Ivysaur was dumbfounded, the cry escaping its lips. For the first time, the sound of its name and its intended meaning were one and the same.
"Wartle!"
Facing dozens of sharp, chilling glares, the nearby Wartortle took a step sideways, positioning itself in front of Ivysaur. The top of its bald head shone even more brightly than its Sunglasses.
It turned its head, a smirk playing on its lips as it showed Ivysaur a handsome profile. Its eyes were hidden behind the Pointed-Frame Sunglasses.
"Saur... (Bro...)"
Looking at the resolute back of the Water turtle before it, seemingly ready to defy the world and take on ten opponents at once, Ivysaur couldn't help but feel a sting in its nose and mouth, deeply moved.
Only at a critical moment could one recognize a Pokemon's true nature.
From this day on, Wartortle would be its brother!
"Wartle!"
But Wartortle suddenly took off the Pointed-Frame Sunglasses on its face and, in a reverse motion, placed them on Ivysaur's.
A toad, glasses, a wise, long-lived Pokemon. The Situation instantly turned violent.
"Wartle! (The Sunglasses will give you a Dark-type buff)."
Wartortle just patted Ivysaur's shoulder, then assumed a standard diving posture. With a "plop," it dived straight into the Stream before it.
It wasn't that Wartortle was a fair-weather friend, but it had already been hit by an unknown AoE and was in its Torrent state—a Flickering Candle in the Wind.
If it survived, it would definitely be there next time.
With that, the turtle submerged, vanishing from sight.
"Saur?"
Under the Sunglasses, although Ivysaur's expression couldn't be seen, it probably really wanted to use a Grass-type Move on Wartortle.
*Swish!* *Boom!* *Crack!* *Zzzzt!!*
Soon, countless Type Attacks flew toward Ivysaur from all directions at once. The Energy was berserk. Ivysaur's eyes widened, its face illuminated by the multicolored Light, looking somewhat dazed.
"Ivysaur, use Vine Whip to jump!!"
Suddenly, a voice from the side made Ivysaur shudder. It subconsciously whipped out two vines from its back, slammed them onto the Ground, and used the force to launch its body five or six meters high.
Only then did the multicolored Type Attacks land where it had just been standing, setting off a chain of Explosions that blasted a Large Pit on the spot.
*Thud.*
Ivysaur landed. Although it was unharmed, it was startled by the barrage of Moves. If not for that warning just now, forget about entering its Overgrow Ability in a Flickering State; it would have been killed instantly.
"Ivysaur, don't just stand there! The enemies are coming again!"
Ash had, at some point, appeared behind it.
He'd said they weren't familiar, but they were.
Any discerning person could see that his Ivysaur was just a Spectator who had kindly tried to stop the fight. But the dozens of Pokemon before them, their eyes red with battle, had clearly lost their reason and only wanted to bring this fish-killing turtle to justice.
But since none of them had any reason left...
"Then let's just beat them all down!"
Ash roared, his battle with Gary earlier having not been satisfying enough. He stared directly at the numerous Pokemon before him.
"Saur! Saur!!"
Ivysaur shook its head, then gave a heavy nod. Without further hesitation, its Battle Intensity was also ignited.
Don't be fooled by its usual honest and carefree appearance. Even a clay figure has its breaking point, to say nothing of an Ivysaur blessed by the Mysterious Garden, gifted with talent and brimming with Future Potential. Why would it be afraid of these Ordinary Pokemon?
"Ash, are you sure?"
"Shouldn't we just run?"
"There are twenty or thirty of them here..."
Brock and the other two tried to persuade him.
But Ash waved his hand. Despite the large number, most of them were Fodder. If he were to count properly, only five or six were truly capable fighters.
But even so, a Strategy was needed...
"Ivysaur!" Ash shouted.
"Saur!"
Ivysaur understood. It turned and ran away from the Stream, pulling the battlefield onto dry land. This directly neutralized the Combat Power of fully aquatic Pokemon, and without the flow of Water, even amphibious Pokemon were severely handicapped.
"Seed... Saur..."
Ivysaur let out a low roar. With the body of a single frog, it faced nearly twenty Pokemon, its expression gradually turning fierce.
It had only wanted to stop the fight. Since peaceful means hadn't worked, it would have to use violence.
After all, the Ground under everyone's feet right now was all grass...
Ash swung his arm forward and yelled:
"Ivysaur, use Grassy Glide!!"
"Saur!!"
Ivysaur's four limbs stomped on the grass beneath its feet. In an instant, the entire World became slippery in its eyes.
*Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!*
Ivysaur instantly transformed into a green shockwave moving at high speed. Carrying an incredibly powerful and immense kinetic energy, it reached several Pokemon in a flash. Before they could even react, they felt a tremendous force on their chests and were sent flying by the green Light.
*Boom!*
*Boom!*
*Boom!*
In no time at all, more than twenty Pokemon were sent flying almost simultaneously. Ivysaur had pushed this priority Move, Grassy Glide, to its Ultimate State. The pink petals on its back trembled, as if resonating with the Move.
"Mari..."
Among the twenty-plus Pokemon, only one blue-and-white Pokemon remained standing on the field. Its whole body was like an oval-shaped water balloon, with long ears—one standing straight up, the other bent in the middle—giving it an adorable appearance.
But its Aura and expression were anything but friendly.
It was precisely that Azumarill that had once beaten a Dragonite with its bare hands.
This Azumarill was the King of this stretch of water. It was only because it was so anxious for its child that the Seaking even dared to attack it.
One must know that in the vast landscape of Professor Oak's Laboratory Backyard, each Region had its own King, whose status was extremely high and could not be challenged!
Today, you, a mere Garlic Turtle, dare to attack me?!
Azumarill's expression instantly became incomparably ferocious. It was going to kill Ivysaur on the spot, just as it had killed the Dragonite.
"Saur."
Ivysaur let out a low roar of its own, not showing any weakness as it faced Azumarill head-on.
A strange thought even appeared out of nowhere in its mind, and once it emerged, it grew stronger and stronger, as if it were a part of its very nature.
"I... will become the King here!"
(end of chapter)