The ancient and mysterious village quietly slumbers before us.
There are hardly any bird Pokémon flying in the sky, only the sound of the wind blowing through the valley, like the whistle of history.
"Didn’t anyone protest the move back then?"
Baimu turned to ask Zheng Fang.
"There should have been, right? I was just born then and don’t rember these things." Zheng Fang pondered for a mont, "But my mom told , if not for the deeply experienced elder, everyone wanted to remove the elder at the ti."
"But in the end, everyone still chose to leave?"
"From the current situation, yes. To strengthen communication with the outside world and not disturb the giant dragons living in the Dragon Nest, we moved out and established teor Village."
Zheng Fang said in a low voice, "But here has beco our ancestral land, and we co here every year during the New Year or the teor Festival."
"teor Festival?"
"Yeah, the teor Festival is an annual gathering of the teor People. By then, all Dragon Tars and teor People from all over will return. This year’s teor Festival isn’t far off. Rember to co; it’s important."
"...Alright."
Baimu got the exact date from Zheng Fang and agreed to co.
Unexpectedly.
The guardians of this ancestral land are not humans but several Dragon-type Pokémon. Zheng Fang said they are the Guardian Gods of the teor People, protecting this ancestral resting place from disturbance.
Then Zheng Fang took him to tour his original ho—as told by his parents—and found the residence of his Dragon Tar ancestor.
Baimu pointed to himself, "My ho?"
"Your ho."
Zheng Fang nodded with absolute certainty.
After hesitating a bit, he saw the door wasn’t locked and gently pushed it open.
Squeak—
The old door emitted a piercing screech, sounding exceptionally loud in the silent valley, but luckily it didn’t fall off.
Baimu glanced at the dust inside and turned to look at the slightly disdainful Mawile, understandingly saying, "How about you wait here?"
"Chido!"
Mawile shook its head, using Electromagnetic Levitation to float up, avoiding the dust.
He curled his lip and started wandering around the dilapidated house.
When the teor People hadn’t moved, maybe there was still soone helping to clean up regularly, but now that the entire tribe has moved, the place isn’t much different from a rundown building.
Houses that lack human presence always age particularly quickly.
He took a brief walk around and found the inside was completely empty, with nothing remaining, not even furniture or anything else... There were several broken screens though.
"Hmm... Maybe I’ll co back to renovate it soday?"
Baimu stood before the door, softly murmuring.
Though he was certain he wouldn’t co to live here, considering his current identity and even future Key Stone were sheltered by ancestors, the ancestral ho should be repaired, after all, a bit of money isn’t lacking.
But will workers even co to a place like this?
Forget it.
There’s always a way.
Baimu silently withdrew his gaze, while not far away, Zheng Fang was approaching with Eldegoss and Lian Zuo, "Hey! They haven’t found anything either!"
teor Falls is quite large indeed, and the roads and areas they’ve traversed are just a small part, so three people alone can’t cover every place.
The purpose of the Village Protection Team being assigned here is simply to guard the ancestral land.
"We’ll be camping here until dinner. You’ve seen both the ancestral land and the Dragon Nest, so if you’re bored, you can head back first. The Guardian Gods know you, and there won’t be any wild Dragon-type Pokémon attacking you."
Zheng Fang said resignedly, handing over the Pokeball housing Flygon.
"Hmm, I’m quite interested in the Dragon Gate Waterfall; I want to go and take another look."
Baimu took the Pokeball and waved farewell to the three heroes of the Village Protection Team.
He entered the tunnel.
Following the road in his mory, he pondered where Lei Gong might be lurking for Rocket Team to take the bait, and wondered if Da Wu was sleeping or had already arrived at teor Falls.
Though there are already so many people guarding against Rocket Team, he still feels a bit uneasy.
Sixth sense?
Perhaps it’s preparation anxiety.
Baimu knows well that he’s soone who doesn’t dare act without sufficient information.
Half an hour later.
He returned to Dragon Gate Waterfall, where plenty of Magikarp continued to swim in the shimring blue river, and so Magikarp still fell or leaped in the waterfall, trying to overco this barrier.
"Now it’s your turn to shine!"
Baimu opened the Pokeball, and the Shiny Feebas plopped into the river, soon startled by the surrounding Magikarp.
"Bo~ Bo~ Bo~ Bo~"
It quickly puffed out a series of water bubbles.
Thankfully, the trainer’s large hand promptly ca to rest on its head, "Don’t be afraid."
The Shiny Feebas turned its head, and Baimu and Mawile imdiately ca into view, easing its anxiety.
"They probably won’t attack you since they’re all waiting to climb that waterfall." Baimu pointed to Dragon Gate Waterfall, which is overwhelmingly large even from a human’s perspective.
For the Shiny Feebas, the waterfall is an insurmountable chasm, seemingly endless at first glance.
"Bo?"
It looked around, seeing the Magikarp truly weren’t attacking it and didn’t even care about its presence, so it breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the Shiny Feebas looked at the trainer with so confusion, its Slow Trait manifesting externally, as even when the truth was so apparent, it couldn’t grasp the aning behind the trainer’s words.
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