Chapter 342: Reconcile
"Mr. Yorks, you are so amazing!"
Cynthia clenched her fists and waved them excitedly.
"Hehe, it's alright."
Yorks showed a gentle smile on his face, turned to look outside,
"Have you explored enough? Let's leave here."
"Mm!"
Cynthia nodded.
Will sighed in relief secretly, but a little doubt arose in his heart.
If this Yorks is a cadre of Team Plasma, then he should make a move on Meloetta on his head, right?
But why didn't Yorks make a move?
Could it be that he guessed wrong.
Yorks isn't a member of Team Plasma?
Or.
Yorks knew he wouldn't be Meloetta's opponent?
Holding various doubts in his heart.
Will and Cynthia followed behind Yorks, heading towards the outside of the Relic Castle.
Yorks seemed to remember some paths.
This made the process of going out relatively smooth; occasionally getting lost for a moment, soon finding the correct path again.
Twenty minutes later.
They saw the sunlight shooting in from outside the Relic Castle.
And...
Eight people blocking the exit of the tunnel.
"Lord Yorks!"
Eight people bowed to Yorks.
Then, the leader scanned Will and Cynthia with his eyes, revealing a mocking expression on his face.
"It's you?!"
Cynthia saw him, a panicked expression appearing on her face.
She recognized him!
The leader was the "Wild Dog" met in the Nacrene Museum!
At the same time, she also heard how those people addressed Yorks, instantly distancing herself from Yorks hurriedly.
"As expected, this guy is a cadre of Team Plasma."
Will sighed.
His suspicion was correct.
But at this time, he still hoped he could guess wrong.
"Were we followed?"
Cynthia pulled Will back continuously, simultaneously taking out her Pokédex to send a distress signal to the nearest Officer Jenny.
"Maybe followed, or maybe they just came to pick up that Yorks. Anyway, without solving these people, we can't get out."
Will protected Cynthia behind him.
Considered his carelessness.
Actually didn't notice being followed.
Presumably, this group kept a distance from them, beyond the range Will's Aura could perceive.
However, Will wasn't panicked now.
After all, today is different from the past.
He is carrying a "thigh" (powerful ally) with him.
Will calmly raised his hand and patted Meloetta sleeping soundly on his head.
"Melee?"
Meloetta opened its eyes dazedly.
Its drool flowed down its cheek onto Will's head.
Will's cheek twitched.
Considering he would rely on the power of this drooling God of Song and Dance next, he didn't reach out to smack its butt.
"Right, we have Meloetta, not afraid of them!"
Seeing the confused little guy on Will's head, Cynthia immediately gained confidence.
Opposite.
"Why are you here?"
Yorks looked at the eight people in front of him, raised his eyebrows, followed their gazes to look behind him, roughly understood,
"Chasing Meloetta?"
"Yes, please assist us in taking them down, Lord Yorks."
Wild Dog grinned, cupping his fists to Yorks.
There was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
Target obviously wasn't just a Meloetta.
Who knew.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Yorks just replied lightly.
"...Ah?"
Wild Dog was stunned on the spot instantly.
"Why should I help solve matters that Rood (Seven Sages member) should solve? My task is completed; the ducklings in the yard should have laid eggs, time to go back and check."
Yorks tossed the Poké Ball containing Volcarona in his hand, then turned to look at Cynthia beside him,
"I think you dare not hitch my ride next. I'll leave first; let's research castle culture together if there's a chance in the future, Cynthia."
Finished speaking.
Yorks waved his hand, bumped Wild Dog aside, and walked towards the outside.
"I don't want to do archaeology with a bad guy like you!"
Cynthia shouted at Yorks' retreating back.
Don't know if Yorks heard it.
Looking back at Wild Dog.
At this moment, his face was livid, veins bulging at his temples.
Obviously angered by Yorks.
But his status in Team Plasma was inferior to Yorks, and strength even more so; he dared not express any dissatisfaction.
At this time, Meloetta was almost awake too.
Seeing Wild Dog and the clothes on them.
"Melee~"
Meloetta opened its throat and sang without a word.
This singing was different from before.
Seemed to make the listener's heart tremble faster with the rhythm.
In a few seconds.
Estimated listeners would experience palpitations, irritability, vomiting, dizziness, etc., due to tachycardia.
The moment the sound rang.
Will stood on tiptoe immediately, raising his hands high to cover Cynthia's ears.
And Cynthia bent down simultaneously, covering Will's ears with both hands.
They didn't even consider themselves.
Subconsciously covered each other's ears.
The two little ones couldn't hear anything now, just staring at each other.
Recovering, Cynthia blushed, somewhat embarrassed.
But still opened her mouth to say a sentence.
Will read the lips, seemed to be...
'Sorry.'
"...I also want to say sorry to Cynthia."
Will transmitted directly with Aura, not feeling embarrassed.
'I thought Riolu didn't like me anymore.'
Cynthia's eyes were slightly red, speaking again.
Although Will didn't hear her voice.
But he could feel Cynthia's Aura, uneasy, aggrieved, sad...
"Won't happen, we just argued; I will always like Cynthia."
Will smiled and shook his head.
'I will also always like Riolu.'
"Okay."
'Arguing is okay, but we should never separate.'
"Mm."
The two little ones looked at each other and smiled.
After more than a week of cold war, they finally reconciled as before, feelings even going a step further.
Will and Cynthia were in such a good mood that they forgot the current situation.
Smack smack.
Two slaps came over, instantly waking them up.
They let go somewhat confusedly and looked aside.
Meloetta floated in mid-air with hands on hips, staring at them with angry eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Will was confused.
"Melee!"
Meloetta pointed opposite.
Saw the eight people led by Wild Dog all put on equipment similar to headphones.
That equipment seemed to completely isolate Meloetta's singing, allowing them to be unaffected by the singing.
And Meloetta was asking Will what to do at this time.
"Singing is useless; can't you beat them? Don't tell me you can't beat them."
Will scratched his head, gaze shifting to Meloetta.
He didn't hold the idea of letting Meloetta solve this group with singing from the beginning.
Its singing is really too easy to defend against.
It's impossible for Team Plasma, who fell for it once, not to take precautions.
Meloetta itself isn't a Mythical Pokémon good at fighting (in Aria Forme).
Its racial ability should be used to soothe those berserk Pokémon or even Legendary Pokémon.
The soothing song sung by Meloetta alone is no less effective than the combination of "Will's Aura + Mew's enhancement + World Tree's diffusion."
That is where the singing is most powerful.
As for solving enemies...
Singing isn't as useful as Meloetta stepping forward to fight personally.
"Melee!"
Meloetta slapped its head.
Only then remembered it could fight!
Too long without fighting personally, so much that it forgot such a thing.
If only Will reminded earlier.
Would have sung a song lethal to the enemy's heart directly, taking out all eight people.
A bit late now.
They already put on special earmuffs.
Can't hear the singing, won't be hurt by the singing.
But no matter.
There is another form.
"Melee~"
As Meloetta opened its mouth to sing a meaningless ancient song (Relic Song).
Its body also began to change.
Long yellow-green straight hair turned into orange hair coiled on the head.
Long skirt fluttering in the wind also became like a ballerina's tutu.
"This is?!"
Cynthia watched Meloetta's form change, hurriedly casting her gaze.
"Entered 'Pirouette Forme' from 'Aria Forme'; Meloetta in this form is better at close combat."
Will just finished speaking.
Saw Meloetta rush into Team Plasma's lineup.
Even if Wild Dog and the eight took out their Pokémon, it was useless.
In front of a Champion (level entity).
Wild Dog and the eight, along with their Pokémon, were like clay chickens and pottery dogs; Meloetta could solve an enemy with a casual kick.
One minute later.
All eight people were lying on the ground, and their Pokémon all lost combat capability.
"Meloetta is so amazing!"
"Melee~"
Meloetta showed a proud look, changed back to Aria Forme, and sat back on Will's shoulder.
"Cynthia, did you contact Officer Jenny just now?"
"Mm!"
"Then we just wait for Officer Jenny to pick us up; just right, saves us from continuing forward in the desert."
Will sighed in relief.
Felt somewhat complicated inside.
That Yorks just now seemed to remember Cynthia.
But good news wasn't absent.
Yorks seemed to dislike doing superfluous things, shouldn't actively trouble them.
And this Wild Dog who kept staring at them was about to go to jail.
Considered settling a worry.
An hour later.
Officer Jenny from Nimbasa City led a team to arrive.
They arrested all eight Team Plasma members and escorted Cynthia and Will to Nimbasa City to understand the situation.
That night.
Yorks returned with a group of people.
In the dark night.
They entered the Relic Castle again.
Yorks came to the throne, pointing to the flower named "Gracidea" and spoke:
"Dig down along here."
"Yes!" (xN)
Unknown how long passed.
"Lord Yorks! Found it! Really exists!"
A person excitedly picked up a big stone.
It looked like.
It seemed to be a fossil of some Pokémon.
"In historical records, the Mythical Pokémon Genesect, living 300 million years ago, would make a home where Gracidea grows..."
"Seems it wasn't fictional."
"Take it back and try to revive it."
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