Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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“Morgette Old Gramps just happened to see my needs information?”

Morgette nodded with a smile, took out a piece of Everstone from his arms and handed it to Luther: “It just happens that I have it. I have been wearing Inkay before, and then I encountered some dangers. In order to save me, he directly abandoned Everstone evolution. Up.”

“What do you want?” Luther hesitated for a while without taking Everstone directly.

“Just change your travel experience.”

Luther dumbfounded, he didn’t expect that Morgette would offer such an exchange condition, which was simply a free gift.

“It’s useless to me, and I’m not a person who lacks money. I heard Diantha talk about you. I believe Everstone will give it to you. You should be able to use it by weighing the feelings of Pokemon.”

“Don’t think that the travel experience can’t change this Everstone, you know why I took Inkay and…”

Hypno, Musharna, Meowstic appeared in front of Luther.

The moment Espurr saw Meowstic, he “wow” and floated over, watching Meowstic curiously.

As Breeder, Miya couldn’t help but walked over, touched Hypno, rubbed Musharna, and flirted with Meowstic with Espurr.

These 4 Pokemon have one thing in common, they are all Psychic Types, but Luther still couldn’t find a suitable answer, and looked towards Morgette with puzzled eyes.

Morgette touched Malamar, and said melancholy: “Miya said that I am a famous music producer, but that is already in the past.”

Miya was stunned, and said excitedly: “No, your song is really good, not lost to Rookie at all.”

Listening to Miya’s praise, Morgette didn’t show a smile, but instead looked towards Luther: “As a Trainer, do you think there is a lot of room for improvement for the elderly, or for the youngster?”

Luther seemed to have caught something and suddenly realized.

Seeing Luther’s expression, Morgette knew that Luther had understood what he meant.

“Inspiration, in many cases, only those who are still growing can continuously emerge, and like me…has been exhausted.”

“Imagination is exhausted, thinking is bound by rules, and there is no longer the idea of ​​like a heavenly steed, soaring across the skies, and it is difficult to capture things that are worth describing.”

“For a creator, I have lost…or even, dead.”

Luther looked at Morgette’s 4 Pokemon with a bitter expression.

“Are you hypnotizing yourself in a different way?”

Morgette laughed blankly: “You don’t believe me, in dreams and hallucinations, I seem to have returned to my youth. I can see countless inspirations, countless things worthy of a book, singing, and returning to reality. , I can’t do anything.”

“I have been using this method for 4 years, and now I feel that I am already struggling. Even the dreams are a bit dull and bored. The hallucinations are also repeated scenes. This method…it doesn’t work soon.”

“And the things created in this way are not so much a bold imagination like a heavenly steed, soaring across the skies, but rather a carnival out of reality and no foundation.”

“So I want to go back to the original point and find the feeling of traveling 4 places and looking for materials. I talked with Diantha and he recommended you to me. Actually, when I come to Sinnoh this time, I just want to meet you.”

The eyes of Old Gramps were full of hope. Luther could see that he was eager to find the blood and creative enthusiasm of the year from here, so that the exhausted inspiration would be nourished and revitalized by the living water again.

There is no reason for rejection, whether it is Everstone or Old Gramps’ persistent idea.

Luther leaned against Morgette Old Gramps and began to talk about his experience.

Coming out of the nursing home, taking Ralts and Azurill’s self to meet Mismagius, Heluga and others, and Cynthia’s meeting, and Diantha’s first meeting.

In the warm sunshine of Eterna City, a group of studious trainers waited intently for the scene to speak.

Featherfall Town was full of flying feathers that night, and the silhouette of Fearow and Pidgeot when they said goodbye.

When he took out the woven fan, Morgette took it with a trembling hand.

Luther didn’t know what he was thinking, but looking at his fluttering lips, it was not difficult to understand that Morgette was in shock. He even hugged Chikorita, who was playing next to him, and excitedly said something unclear to Chikorita.

Those incomprehensible words seemed to be fragments of each and everyone. After speaking, Morgette sat back on the sofa and quickly wrote down what he thought of on the notebook with trembling hands, lest he missed any fragment.

Luther kept saying, Morgette kept remembering.

When Luther’s words were dry, Morgette’s notebook was full of words.

Apart from the unpleasant experience with Mob, Luther almost recalled everything he encountered after coming to this World.

There is happiness, sadness, more moving, and anticipation for tomorrow

Speaking of the acquaintance with Jumpluff, Jumpluff snorted seems to be saying that if it wasn’t for Luther who wanted to take him away, he would not leave.

Mismagius rubbed Luther with his head, wishing to stick to it and not separate.

Hei Lujia yawned and swept Luther’s hand with his tail to express his sense of existence.

Chikorita suddenly remembered that delicious glass of Cheri Berry juice, and she planned to have another glass tonight.

Espurr remembered every night Luther hugged her to sleep.

As for Milcery, I don’t know why, all she can remember is Luther’s smile when he licked herself.

For confidentiality reasons, Luther did not mention Darkrai, but Darkrai himself also recalled why he teamed up with Luther, and even now became Luther’s Pokemon.

After speaking, neither Luther nor Miya interrupted Morgette’s contemplation.

Morgette clutched the well-written notebook, with a grim expression, as if struggling with something.

Morgette’s Pokemon knows that it is now an important moment for Morgette to put the fragments in his mind into a melody, motionless.

If it weren’t for the sound of the music festival outside, they would probably go out and remove the noise-producing thing.

The sunlight outside the window gradually slanted to the west, and the orange red setting sun shone into the house.

When the orange splash fell on Morgette’s face, Morgette stood up with the notebook and laughed loudly.

With a smile, he actually cried while holding the notebook.

Luther and Miya watched all this silently.

After calming down, Morgette hugged Luther: “Thank you, although there are still some fragments that are not available, but this is what I want.”

“Someone told you that your travel experience was really wonderful?” Morgette looked at the notebook in his hand, shaking excitedly.

Luther also knew that Morgette had definitely realized something, he didn’t ask, thought for a moment, and said.

“This Lily of the Valley Conference has a contestant from Pallet Town, called Ash, and his travel experience is also very exciting. If you need more, you can go to him in Old Gramps.”

Morgette quickly took the notes and looked at Luther gratefully: “I will definitely find out about it.”

After speaking, Morgette saw Everstone on the table and was shocked: “An Everstone is not enough to thank you, do you have anything else you want?”

Luther just wanted to say no, Everstone is enough.

The melody in my mind floated again.