Regarding Garchomp's situation.
Will was not worried.
After all, they have been partners for years; he knows exactly what kind of personality Garchomp has.
This kind of blow can only hit Garchomp for a mont, letting her properly reflect on her shortcomings during this ti.
Overall.
The pros far outweigh the cons.
Moreover.
Cynthia, this trainer, is not blind.
She almost simultaneously perceived Garchomp's abnormality with Will, and imdiately left the newly acquainted Gardevoir and Amaura to care for her beloved Garchomp.
Seeing this.
Will was even less worried.
Turning his head to look.
The mature older sister Milotic and the wife-like Roserade attracted the attention of many Pokémon right after coming out, especially having imnse affinity with those younger Pokémon.
And the unique styling and temperant of Spiritomb and Gastrodon also attracted so specific Pokémon.
Including Cynthia herself.
Their little team.
Is simply full of succubi.
How could these Pokémon of the Nebel Plateau be a match in front of their charm?
"Magearna, the Nebel Plateau, have humans ever lived here long-term in the past?"
When Will was sizing up the Pokémon on the plateau.
His gaze was attracted by a solitary big tree.
More accurately.
It was the wooden cabin perched on the tree that attracted his attention.
"Diri duru."
Magearna looked following his gaze, nodded, and raised her hand pointing to Gardevoir.
"Gardevoir's trainer?"
"Diri duru."
"Ah?"
Will's head went blank.
It's a human.
But not a trainer.
"Diri duru..."
Magearna looked up and thought for a mont, then looked at Will and explained.
About three hundred years ago.
The Kalos region was in an extrely chaotic era.
Almost everyone had Pokémon beside them.
This ans almost everyone mastered the power of Pokémon.
However, having such power.
But lacking corresponding order.
No one to manage, no one to restrict.
Admittedly.
There are not a few humans who self-discipline like Aura Guardians, many holding onto the bottom lines and persistence in their hearts.
But undeniably.
Those who follow their own desires, doing whatever they want, the number is also quite a few.
They are not necessarily all bad guys.
There are also many who are extrely cruel, both good and evil, taking action crisply but regardless of consequences.
Their way of judging good and bad is very brainless, completely ignoring the thoughts and intentions of others, let alone the consequences of killing this person.
Human society.
Because of this situation beca incomparably chaotic, riddled with crises.
Many humans with not very strong power gave up surviving in towns, and instead chose to run to the wild living a savage life like millions of years ago.
At that ti.
A human couple accidentally entered the Nebel Plateau.
The Pokémon living here drove them out.
But who would have expected before leaving, they quietly left their child and a Pokémon they saved on the road behind.
That Pokémon was a Ralts.
Which is the current Gardevoir.
And that child.
The situation at that ti was very dangerous.
Led by Volcanion, a group of Pokémon who extrely hated humans and had relatively bad tempers wanted to throw her out,
Leaving her to fend for herself.
Led by Magearna, gentle-natured and compassionate Pokémon thought this child couldn't survive outside, advocating keeping her to take care of her until she grew up first.
The two sides argued fiercely.
Later it was Volcanion and the others who softened.
There are mainly two reasons.
One is Magearna's popularity was high enough.
She, who is gentle to everyone, has unparalleled voice on this plateau.
And Volcanion also doted on her in his heart.
So the decisions Magearna made.
Basically wouldn't fail in the end.
The other point was Ralts pleading for rcy.
The little guy was saved by this child's parents; how could he watch this child be driven out to die.
If this child was driven out.
He absolutely wouldn't stay either.
But would take this child to try hard to survive outside.
The Pokémon on this Nebel Plateau, no matter what attitude they have towards humans, their attitude towards Pokémon is uniformly very harmonious.
Seeing the weak Ralts being so resolute.
Everyone still softened their hearts.
Thus.
The Nebel Plateau had its first human resident.
She treated the Pokémon living here as family.
Grew up here.
Died here.
She never left in her whole life, and basically didn't experience any major events.
The only thing...
Is she and Gardevoir got married.
Rember who was the most anxious at that ti.
It was still Volcanion who hated this child extrely at the beginning.
Even didn't hesitate to invite his Aura Guardian friend for this wedding, personally searching the human world with him for over half a year, only then obtaining a pure white wedding dress made of special materials.
It is said that wedding dress used the fur of Alolan Ninetales, the silk of Venomoth, the flowers of Florges, and the tail fluff of Primarina as materials, woven by Leavanny and Pachirisu.
Claid to be the most precious wedding dress in the world, won't decay no matter how many years pass.
However...
A little accident happened at the final wedding.
Although everyone tried hard to learn the "wedding" process of the human world, they made a mistake at the very beginning—the identities of the groom and bride were wrong!
Logically speaking.
As a male, Gardevoir should be the groom, and the human girl should be the bride wearing the wedding dress.
But because everyone didn't understand at that ti.
When Volcanion described it to his Aura Guardian friend, it was unclear, making them think it was a male human marrying a female Gardevoir.
So that wedding dress was made in a style for Gardevoir to wear.
This was a problem the Aura Guardian only discovered when he personally t the girl and Gardevoir after bringing the wedding dress back.
Volcanion at that ti felt very guilty and blad himself, hurriedly planning to go find a second wedding dress.
But was stopped by the girl.
She said:
"Let this wedding dress stay by his side instead of forever."
"So that's it."
Will muttered a sentence.
Not trainer.
Is family.
Is lover.
That girl, looks like she realized very early.
With her human lifespan, she couldn't accompany Gardevoir for long.
Once she died.
Gardevoir would probably use psychic power to create a small black hole, compressing himself together with the dead her.
Forever and ever.
Which is the so-called "dying for love".
And the existence of this wedding dress could let Gardevoir have sothing to care about, choosing to live on.
"Diri duru."
Magearna turned her head looking at Will.
"Mm, human lifespan is really very short."
Will nodded gently.
He turned his head looking towards the direction where Cynthia was.
At this ti Blonde-kun seed to have already solved Garchomp's problem, and was chatting with Gardevoir holding his hand on the grassland.
Suddenly.
Cynthia turned her head looking at him.
Will froze for a mont, smiling at her.
But Blonde-kun didn't return a smile this ti, but quietly stared at him in a daze.
Two minutes ago.
After listening to Gardevoir's story.
Cynthia's mood beca very complex:
"You must have been very sad, right?"
"At the ti I was quite sad, but later, not anymore."
Gardevoir answered using telepathy.
He raised a hand, gently stroking the skirt on his body.
This dress.
He usually is very reluctant to wear it.
But today Magearna returned safely, mood is very good, so can wear it a bit, letting her also feel this joy together.
"Why? Did the feelings fade?"
Cynthia asked in a panic.
"No, just... thinking of every bit and piece of being with her in the past, my heart is only filled with joy."
Gardevoir smiled and shook his head gently.
"But, when coming back to reality, seeing she is not in front of you, wouldn't you feel even more sad?"
Cynthia muttered, turning her head searching for Will's figure.
When confirming he was still there looking at her.
Felt sowhat glad in her heart.
Also sowhat sad.
If in the future, Lucario can't see her anymore, he will definitely be very painful, right.
After all.
Cynthia thinks, if she can't see Lucario anymore in the future, she will definitely be heartbroken.
"...Mm, occasionally maybe, thinking 'if only you were still here, how good would it be' like this."
Gardevoir lowered his eyelids.
"I don't want that."
"Hm?"
Gardevoir froze for a mont hearing Cynthia's words.
He looked up at her.
Only saw Cynthia blankly staring at Will in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
"Amaura~"
Amaura's voice ca from afar.
This child just went to find his favorite berries.
He wanted to share them with Cynthia.
And Cynthia only ca back to her senses when being nudged in the stomach by Amaura.
Regarding the question just now.
She temporarily doesn't know what to do either.
But ti is still long.
So she can slowly think about it.
Night fell.
Milotic and the others had already established good relationships with many Pokémon.
So when eating at night.
Everyone gathering together was quite lively.
Garchomp over there also pulled herself together again; after being provoked by Will with a sentence, chased him energetically slashing for ten kiloters.
Magearna chasing behind was extrely anxious.
Deeply afraid Garchomp would slip up and really cut her dad badly.
Volcanion chasing even further behind.
Worried Magearna might do a flat ground fall or sothing.
Cynthia looked at the appearance of her partners playing around couldn't help but smile; her mood improved a lot, turning her head to look beside her:
"Gardevoir, can I sleep with you tonight?"
"? Cannot, Cynthia."
Gardevoir froze for a mont, then smiled and shook his head.
"Eh? Why?"
"Because I'm a 'married man', you are a girl right, cannot sleep together with ."
"Uh."
Cynthia then realized.
This pretty Gardevoir is actually a boy, and a married husband at that.
"Hehe."
Gardevoir covered his mouth chuckling softly,
"Then, I'll take my leave first tonight, let's take a walk together again tomorrow."
Gardevoir stood up, bowed, then used psychic power to "fly" back into the wooden cabin on the tree.
Walking into the dim wooden cabin, folding the wedding dress properly and storing it.
"What kind of choice will those two children make in the end?"
Gardevoir lay on the "bed" made of green grass, looking at the bright night sky outside the window muttering a sentence, then turned his head looking beside him,
"Good night, my wife."
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