Psychic Mission
"A chance to become a Dayan Elite Four?"
Hearing Summer's words, Instructor Ai also breathed in, revealing a look of astonishment.
The Elite Four and Champion were the five people who were the most powerful and prestigious in a region.
They represented the pinnacle of a region's trainer strength.
The Elite Four, in no particular order, were truly the best of the best.
The Champion was really the most powerful person in a region.
If you were a trainer, there was no one who wouldn't want to be one of the Elite Four.
Even for those who do not aspire to be a trainer, I'm afraid that they may have fantasized about becoming an Elite Four or even a Champion.
Aisha was naturally no exception.
Especially since Dayan is a vast region with a lot of people, there are countless talents in the field of trainers.
To become one of the Elite Four champions in the Dayan region, which emphasized on internal scrolls and strength, the gold content of this person as a trainer was self-evident.
"Hmm."
On the other side of the screen, Summer was clearly very satisfied with Aisha's reaction.
"After all, your strength is at the upper level of an Elite Four to say the least."
Summer commented on Aisha's nonexistent strength, and after that, spoke some news circulating within the Dayan Elite Four.
"That old man, one of the Elite Four who is proficient in Ground type is also in his old age, although it is said that the decline in strength is not that serious, however, the aging of the body and the spirit naturally brings about some bad situations, so it is said that that old man has already had the intention of retiring."
"You're preparing for me to take over the position vacated by Elite Four after that old man's abdication?"
Aisha also understood Summer's meaning.
As for that aged ground attribute Elite Four, he was also aware of it.
That old man belonged to a well-known trainer who became famous at a young age, and his use of Ground type Pokémon in the Elite realm was considered to be the peak of excellence, perfectly utilizing the characteristics of this attribute, while at the same time combining a fierce, unrivaled and dominating attack power as well as a calm, impenetrable and unparalleled defense power.
Although the old man did not attend many large-scale events, perhaps because he had come into contact with more Ground type Pokémon and cultivation methods, although this old man was strong and powerful, his temperament was gentle.
Half a century had passed since he became famous.
The peak period had already passed, and now that he was thinking of retiring, it was natural for him to take care of his days.
"You don't need to be nervous."
Watching Aisha fall into silence, Summer also spoke out to reassure him.
"The old man has some work piled up in his hands."
"That old man doesn't lean on his old age, however, stubbornness can be a headache." Summer spread his hands and said, "He said that he wouldn't be willing to retire until he finished those jobs, and then, those jobs aren't at least an amount that can be finished in a few months."
"You have plenty of time left, there's no rush."
"No, that's not what I'm bitter about."
Aisha suddenly gave a wry smile and denied Summer's words.
"Hmm?"
"When are you agonizing about," Summer also snapped suspiciously, saying, "agonizing about where to book the wedding banquet?"
"Nothing!"
The head of Dayan Elite Four showed a confident smile in front of his sweetheart.
"I've stepped on all the well-known banquet booking places on Dayan's side, if you're willing, after fighting the Indigo Plateau Conference and returning to Dayan we can hold the banquet!"
"No."
Listening to Summer's nonsensical joke, Aisha was also happy.
"The topic is jumping too fast, don't talk about those weird things."
"Tsk."
Summer twisted her head and smacked her lips in displeasure.
Why does this kid like a piece of wood... the old lady has hinted to this extent, is this forcing me to lock you inside the basement before I can?
"Besides."
Aisha pinched his hair and recited Summer's original words from before, countering his lack of tone, saying, "You also said that I won't be eligible to marry you, the head of the Elite Four, until I get to that position of League Champion."
"..."
All Summer wanted to do now was slap her previous stiff previous self.
"I'm also a multi-attribute development trainer."
"It's not impossible to start a precedent of an Elite Four with multiple attribute development."
Summer tried to struggle a bit.
"No."
Aisha interrupted her.
"I mean in order to marry you, my goal is to become a Dayan Champion."
"..."
Summer was silent for the second time.
However, she immediately realized that she shouldn't be ashamed at this time, and instead, she should go along with Aisha's joke and continue to say a few more words down the line.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Summer's voice hid an almost overflowing excitement within it, and her fair cheeks were unconsciously colored with a shy blush.
"Okay."
"Ah..."
After hanging up the video and watching Aisha's appearance disappear into the extinguished screen, Summer couldn't help but feel an emptiness in her heart.
"Tsk!"
Thinking about Aisha's inconsistent attitude, she also had an irritated look on her face.
Damn it!
What the hell is wrong with this brat?
Usually, when he was intentionally flirting, he was like a log.
When she wasn't prepared to say anything more, he came on instead.
Damn it...
"Aye~"
With a sigh, Summer, who was wrapped in her riddling mound pajamas, also collapsed on top of the small sofa surrounding the soft, super-ultra gigantic Gengar as if she were a salted fish.
"Cunning boy..."
Summer complained so.
Suddenly, she stood up as if she remembered something.
"Oh no, I forgot to ask what his relationship is with Cynthia."
As soon as she thought of the Sinnoh Champion who had suspiciously overtaken her car and had inexplicably accompanied Aisha on her travels for some time in Kanto, and who didn't know whether or not anything had happened between the two of them but was inevitably ready to wield a hoe to dig up her own corners, Summer's heart felt a pang of sourness and displeasure.
"I forgot to deliver Gengar's breeding notes as well."
Sighing, Summer sat back down on top of the small sofa.
Originally, when she learned that Aisha had actually had a stroke of luck and collected a Gastly, Summer was prepared to present a copy of her own Gengar Breeding Notes.
However, after finishing the business of the vacant Elite Four position, she and Aisha chatted about flirting.
Summer forgot all about the other things at once.
Then, the call ended.
"Completely taken emotionally... That kid is truly the Phantom of the Earth."
Summer sighed so.
"But it feels good too."
The corner of her mouth unconsciously raised in an arc, and Summer was prepared to find some reasons afterward to prepare a little bit more to find Aisha to get in touch with her feelings.
...
"Elite Four."
Hanging up the video, Aisha also fell into deep thought.
Even though the merit was one that he had completed properly, but Steven, Wallace, and Summer were so attached to their future, Instructor still felt a surge of emotion.
"Jie?"
Gastly brought its big face next to Aisha's.
Good chance!
"Jie!"
After realizing that he was closer than ever to its master, Gastly immediately spat out its tongue, which was so scarlet that it could be used to cosplay as a ghost within a horror movie, and flung it at Instructor Ai's face in one gulp.
"Hmph~"
Instructor Ai then let out a cold snort.
Little guy, too naive!
Even though it was close, Aisha still immediately retreated a step back, narrowly dodging Gastly's tongue.
"Jie..."
Gastly immediately revealed a lost expression.
It clearly had an understanding of its own speed.
Nonetheless, with one person and one Pokémon in such close proximity, Instructor Ai actually had the ability to easily dodge his attack.
It was too powerful.
"Jie~"
I'm, too weak.
Gastly's admiration for Aisha grew a little bit more, and on the contrary, the desire to become stronger grew a little bit more because Aisha showed more strength.
In order to be able to lick Instructor Ai, I'm going to become the strongest Gengar!
"Jie!"
A hot flame ignited within Gastly's large eyes.
"..."
Instructor Ai was speechless for a while, he always felt that his Gastly could be named
This guy's ability to brainstorm on his own was simply too strong.
It was also so inexplicable all day long.
"Hmm."
Aisha pulled up Gastly's panel.
[Race: Gastly]
[Attribute: Ghost, Poison]
[Characteristics: Levitate]
[Skills: Perish Song, Haze, Hypnosis, Lick, Spite, Mean Look, Night Shade, Confuse Ray, Psywave, Shadow Ball, Dark Pulse.]
[Evaluation: Born assassin, the talent of stealth and perception belongs to the ultimate height within the same family, the quality of shiny Pokémon allows it to integrate into the shadows to carry out activities more smoothly and easily, it is recommended that the direction of development is a high-speed wandering violent battery, focus on speed and special attack special training, the future of the it is not only the most reliable bodyguard, but also walking in the shadows, the gods are out of sight, It will not only be your most reliable bodyguard, but also a terrifying assassin who walks under the shadows, making it impossible to defend against.]
Gastly's appearance perfectly makes up for the shortcomings of Aisha's team.
The positioning of the high-speed special attacker balances the balance of the team's physical attackers, and compensates for the striking surface of the ghost and poison attribute.
It is also a great weapon in indiscriminate wild fights with its Haze and Perish Song.
Gastly's excellent talent for stealth and hiding in the shadows catered to Aisha's idea of preparing it to hide within its own shadow for defense.
"Perfect!"
Realizing how helpful Gastly was to him, Aisha was also delighted.
"In that case, the person who will challenge the Saffron Gym tomorrow should also be seriously considered."
If Eevee had completed his evolution, the best candidate would naturally be Umbreon, who was immune to Psychic attribute attacks, and itself just as blood-heavy and defense-heavy, with a wide range of supporting abilities.
Unfortunately, the little guy was still some time away from evolving - Clefable had allowed it to absorb the energy of the giant Moon Stone, and Eevee had already told Aisha about it, and the pure Moon energy that had accumulated within its body would inevitably be a loud and unprecedented evolution when it came time for it to evolve.
Of course, not now.
Without a Dark type Pokémon, just as there was no Psychic type Pokémon, the opponent was Sabrina's Undifferentiated Wild Battle which was obviously a bit of a challenge.
"Hiss..."
After pondering for a little while, Aisha realized that the only Pokémon he could choose from besides Caterpie seemed to be this one Gastly, who hadn't been in the team for two days.
"Thanks to you, you happen to have inherited the move Psywave."
Although there weren't many moves that Gastly could use, it was more than enough.
Psywave against Sabrina's psychic power with her Pokémon.
Dark Pulse and Shadow Ball are good attacks.
If that's not possible, you can sing a song in place, and then, Sabrina and Aisha can fight in real life.
All in all, Gastly just needs to contain its opponent's Psywave, and Aisha is confident that he can take advantage of the opportunity it creates for him to get up close and personal with Sabrina and her Pokémon.
Then, solving everything with his bare hands...
Who says trainers can't hit output?
"You are truly a blessing to me."
Aisha smiled.
"Jie!"
Gastly also probably understood Aisha's meaning.
"Jie~"
After realizing that there was a high probability that he would be able to go out with his master tomorrow, this licking ghost was also too happy to be happy.
After that, Gastly suddenly stared at Aisha's shadow.
"Jie..."
Gastly felt like it could.
During the time it was still living its life in the Pokémon Tower, it had seen some old ghost seniors hiding within the shadows of people.
Even, Gastly remembered a certain day when a granny came to Lavender Town.
She seemed to be there specifically to observe the Pokémon Tower.
That granny had aged beyond recognition.
However, Gastly detected an aura of extreme danger on her body, but it was hidden as if it was just its own illusion.
Gastly was not only good at concealment, but its perception was also very sharp.
It discovered the source of that aura - a Gengar that hid within the shadow of that granny, acting as a guard at all times.
That Gengar was strong.
Extremely strong.
Gastly could not forget the scent of that one Gengar for the rest of its life.
Therefore, it had a heart to become stronger.
It also remembered that the Gengar hid within the trainer's shadow and operated as a guard.
"What's wrong?"
Aisha noticed Gastly's strange behavior.
"Jie!"
Gastly didn't respond to Aisha's words, it just gazed at its master's shadow for a long time in silence before diving in headfirst.
"Eh?"
Aisha didn't step back this time.
Gastly smoothly dove into his shadow, and its bluish body perfectly blended into the space that only Pokémon with the Ghost attribute could visit.
"Oh?"
Aisha was stunned at first, and then she was overjoyed.
"You really did surprise me, Gastly."
In order to test something, Aisha went to the Pokémon Center's training grounds.
"Jie!"
Accompanied by Gastly's shout, a Shadow Ball flew out of his shadow and shot into the dark night sky.
"The power hasn't weakened, and the release speed hasn't slowed down."
Staring at the Shadow Ball that spun out of his field of vision at extreme speed, Aisha analyzed its specifics.
"Good."
The bottom line for tomorrow's Gym Challenge was a few points stronger.
...
The next day, Aisha stood before the gate of the Saffron Gym.
"You should be Mr. Aisha."
An old man in British style clothing had been waiting before the gate for a long time, and after he recognized Aisha's identity, he immediately put on a respectful and polite appearance, as if he was the essential butler beside the eldest lady within the drama.
"Hm."
"Miss Sabrina has been waiting for a long time, please follow me to the venue for the sparring match."
Aisha didn't say too much, he was observing the appearance of the Saffron Gym- compared to the Vermilion Gym, which had a flashy design, the decoration of the Saffron Gym was much plainer and simpler, and the theater-like building seemed to be a stage for a magician's performance, which aptly set off Sabrina's status as a psychic, very interesting.
"Good."
The butler turned around, and the door to the gym opened automatically.
He walked in, and Aisha followed closely behind.
The light within the gym wasn't exactly bright.
The butler advanced towards the opponent's battlefield, and Aisha was constantly looking for something behind him.
The butler in front of him noticed Aisha looking around, but he didn't care - the Saffron Gym was shrouded in mystery from the beginning of Sabrina's tenure due to the Gym Leader being a high-level supernatural, and some trainers who were curious about supernatural-related issues were always curious.
"This is it, Mr. Aisha, I'll go and ask Gym Leader Sabrina, please wait here for a while."
Standing before a large door that was obviously much more refined, the butler saluted towards Aisha like this before walking into the room.
Aisha, on the other hand, revealed a smile of uncertainty.
His party was obviously not looking around simply because of curiosity.
Instructor Ai was looking for some people.
Those who worshipped within the Saffron Gym to learn psychic powers.
"You're the challenger?"
As expected, a voice reached his ears.
"Right."
Aisha smiled and turned his head to look at the guy who had found himself in trouble - a standard supernatural apprentice wearing eyes and holding a spoon.
"I advise you to just give up, ordinary people are no match for superpowered people, instead of humiliating yourself, you should give up earlier!"
This apprentice seemed to be grasping the opportunity to show off in front of ordinary people as if it was so hard to do so, and raised the spoon, saying, "As Teacher Sabrina's student, I'll let you see how powerful psychic abilities really are!"
His eyes were fixed on the soup spoon.
"..."
Aisha tilted his head once and looked at him.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he looked at the soup spoon.
Squeak...
Finally, the spoon bent some.
"Look..."
"Heh."
Aisha sneered, snatching away his spoon that had bent a fraction.
"Rubbish."
He crushed the soup spoon into a ball of scrap metal and carelessly threw it on top of the ground, saying, "Not even a millionth of what Miss Sabrina is capable of, and this level dares to flaunt her name over here, it's simply a disgrace to her!"
"Uh... you!"
"Useless thing!"
Aisha spoke Paul's famous words.
"If you self-important but unproductive losers can call yourselves psychics, then so can I!"
[Ding!]
Good!