Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 574 The Past of the Proud Son

Shuijing City seemed deserted tonight. There was neither the prosperity and bustle of peacetime nor the explosions and noise of war.

It stands like a lonely grave, quietly on a piece of land in the Hoenn region. No one cares, no one asks, there is just silence.

Shota carefully pulled out a small red notebook from the mouth of the top student.

Then, he opened it with trembling hands, and the first thing he saw was a long square photo.

However, this does not look like a complete photo. There is a crack in the middle of it, which can be clearly seen even if it is glued together with tape or some kind of glue.

When most people look at a photo, they don't pay attention to its form, that is, its shape. We care more about its content, that is, the people or things in the photo.

And what happens is that the content of this photo is not objects, but people, a man and a woman.

The woman in the photo is smiling happily. You can see that she is not wearing any makeup, but she looks like an angel. Her smile gives people a feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze, like the spring water and willow catkins in April, gentle and lovely.

But we couldn't see the man's face clearly. There were countless marks on his face.

From these traces, we can roughly infer that there are marks left by women's nails, scratches by a fountain pen, and traces of being stepped on by something.

The photo above seems to have been torn back and forth many times, but also repaired back and forth many times, because there are obvious wrinkles on the side of the middle crack.

After looking at the photos, let's take a look at the content above. In fact, there is not much to say. To summarize this booklet, you can know its general content. It only takes three words, that is:

Marriage certificate.

An indescribable feeling filled Shota's heart. He looked at Gardevoir who was also looking at the booklet, and a smile gradually appeared on the corners of his mouth.

What kind of smile is that?

His eyebrows were squeezed together, his eyes were like a dried-up round lake, and only the lower teeth were trying to show a smile.

Countless memories came flooding in like a tide, as if to drown his entire brain. Shota held his head and let out a painful scream from the depths of his soul.

The time came when Yudejiaozi's forehead collided with Shota's forehead.

And at that moment, Yudeng Jiaozi and Shota established a spiritual connection, and the "suffering" she mentioned also rushed into Shota's mind.

A spotlight slowly appeared from the darkness, and Shota sat in the chair and slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was the top student who was squatting and looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Welcome here, young man, no, it should be said that you are middle-aged, or it would be more appropriate to say young man."

……

"Why don't you speak? Is it because you don't want to speak?"

"Why did you ask me to come here? If there's nothing else particularly important, I'll leave."

"She, or I, died. Aren't you sad at all?"

……

"Why don't you speak? Is it because you can't speak? Then just listen to me quietly.

But my talk might be a little boring, maybe playing a movie would be more likely to grab your attention."

With the sound of "click" from the top student and a snap of his fingers, a large screen slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

After a flurry of snowflakes, a thrilling scene appeared.

A middle-aged man who looks very sick but is wearing gorgeous clothes appears on the screen. What is he doing?

He was tangling with a Haxorus.

However, it didn't last long before the man surrendered. He then pulled out a whip from somewhere and began to whip the Hakron, leaving the Hakron with blood and wounds all over its body.

But the Haxorus did not run away because of the beating, but endured it quietly.

With another snap of the fingers, the picture stopped here.

The top student looked at Shota with interest, as if asking for his thoughts after watching the film.

"If you're so bored, I'll leave."

Having said that, Shota stood up.

"Hey, the movie isn't over yet. It's not too late to leave after watching it."

With another crisp snap of fingers, the snow on the big screen flashed, and this time two people appeared on the screen.

It was still the middle-aged man, and the other one looked like an old woman, but her hair was still mixed with a few strands of black hair.

At this moment, the old woman seemed to be scolding the middle-aged man.

"What a sin! What a sin! How could you do such a stupid thing?!

You treated the maid in your game like that, and I turned a blind eye to it, but how could you get involved with those lowly and inferior creatures!

Okay, now it's okay, that lowly inferior creature gave birth to a daughter for you, a little thing that looks like neither human nor ghost!

That would be fine, but your dragon-controlling power was passed on to her.

You have to know that this special power can only be passed down to one person with a high probability, which means that your next offspring will only have a very small chance of inheriting this power."

"Isn't there still a very small probability..."

The middle-aged man complained quietly.

"Shut up! How many times has this probability occurred in history?

Do you know how important the power of dragon control is to our family? Only if you have it, you will be qualified to be the patriarch.

Now you have used up all your luck and you are no longer eligible."

"mom…"

"Don't call me mom, you are not worthy of being my son, get out of here, and let the second one come to see me."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and uttered a word.

"Yes…"

The middle-aged man who opened the door and left happened to bump into an old man who was hurrying over, but this old man looked quite strong and energetic.

Seeing this old man, the middle-aged man whispered:

"Uncle Fu..."

But Uncle Fu just glanced at him coldly and walked straight into the room.

Hearing the door behind him being closed heavily, Uncle Fu immediately began to report.

"Miss, the little monster has turned into a human, but the dragon-controlling power on his body has disappeared."

"What! I am so angry!"

As the teacup fell heavily to the ground, the picture on the big screen came to an abrupt end.

"Do you want to continue watching? Shouta-nii~"

"Don't imitate Jiaozi's voice, it will make you look disgusting."

"What? She's also very cute. Look at her breasts, they are so nice.

Hey~ Don't go away, I won't tease you, okay?"