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Bottom Trainer (Pokemon)

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Chapter 14 Spearow (rewrite)

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The next day.

Natsu got dressed, packed a backpack, packed some necessities, and brought the camera set provided by the club, Natsu picked up Weedle, and was excited.

Get on the bus.

Saffron City is the largest city in the Kanto Region. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a trading center, thus occupying a large area.

Shigeki Forest was on the other side of Saffron Town, and the bus was the fastest transportation Natsu could get.

Although there will be a slight delay, at least it is much more reliable than Walking.

Breakfast on the bus.

Take the bus to the last stop.

After getting off the bus.

The vision range is mostly filled with green, yellow, cyan and others.

A faint scent mixed with a hint of corruption that was hard to detect.

The autumn forest was full of fallen leaves, but many trees remained green.

Walking into the forest on soft fallen leaves.

It was still on the outskirts of Saffron City. It was cleared by the Alliance and Gym of Saffron City. There will be no Wild Pokemon here.

Weedle's small eyes on Natsu's shoulder looked around curiously.

This was different from where they were trained before,

"Watch out and be on the lookout for Pokemon that might appear at any time, but feel free to show any hostility." said Natsu earnestly.

In the wild, it is necessary to always carry a guarded heart.

Not only to guard against Wild Pokémon, but also to guard against some Trainers.

Sometimes, certain Trainers trying to survive in the wild tend to be more dangerous than Wild Pokémon.

Due to Pokémon's simple thinking and seemingly harmless Trainer to humans and animals, it shows that he's calm, and no one knows what he's thinking.

"Woo!"

Weedle nodded vigorously, his small eyes looking around.

In the wild, Trainers' safety falls on Pokémon.

Quick.

Natsu and Weedle walked out of the safe zone and into the dense forest.

The dense forest leaves shaded, and speckled light spots fell to the ground through the gaps between the Leaves. The whole forest expresses a message, serenity.

Behind the calm, hidden dangers can appear at any time.

The Catterpie lay quietly on the branches gnawing at the leaves, the Oddish hidden in the bushes swaying the leaves, and a herd of cute Pidgeys in the woods swiftly flew in search of food, scaring Catterpie into hiding in the leaves, not daring to move.

Lively scenes, unaffected by the seasons.

These are all non-aggressive Wild Pokémon.

As long as they didn't take the initiative to provoke them, they wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary except to be a little curious about Natsu and Weedle coming over.

Suddenly.

Natsu felt the sudden stiffness of Weedle's body on his shoulder and straightened up, his small eyes fixed on a place in the dense forest.

Is it coming?

Natsu narrowed his eyes and continued walking quietly.

"Spree!!"

A loud chirp.

Natsu saw the sturdy Wild Spearow jump out of the leaf cover, his sharp eyes swept across Natsu and Weedle, and finally fell onto Weedle's body.

Its sharp beak and claws that glowed with cold light made it an outstanding hunter in this forest.

Spearow targeted Weedle.

"Woo!" Weedle bent down and shouted in a low voice.

"String Shot."

Natsu quickly commanded.

Such a straight-line attack was no different from serving dishes in his eyes.

Hearing the order, Weedle didn't hesitate at all, his body tensed up sharply, and a bright white silk thread spit out from its mouth, quickly wiped across the forest, across a short distance, Hit Spearow's wings directly.

The sudden change in the weight of the wings made Spearow panic, and the speed and direction of Flying were greatly affected.

"One more time," Natsu said calmly.

Weedle's mouth opened again, and another thread shot toward Spearow.

With two successful String Shots, Spearow had lost his last resistance.

"End it, Poison Sting."

Natsu's voice had just fallen, and he also felt that the time had almost come. The sharp corners of Weedle's head lit up with purple circles, and some of them shone with a cold light. The slender Poison Sting shot out, accurately sinking into Spearow's body.

Initially, Weedle wasn't particularly toxic, but after the development of Pokéblocks in recent days, there's been a lot of progress.

"Spree!!" Spearow shouted.

After the Poison Sting was submerged in Spearow's body, he stumbled and couldn't maintain his flight, and immediately fell to the ground.

The body is dipped in a purple circle.

Poisoning.

"Fix one."

Natsu secretly took out the club camera to capture Spearow's tragic situation, then stepped over him and continued inside.

Their mission this time was to clear the entire forest area, and these Spearows could only be considered as appetizers.

And this Spearow is not very strong, it might break when facing Wild's Weedle, but not enough to face Natsu's Weedle.

"Good job, great start."

Every Pokemon that is cleared Weedle will get a reward.

Take a small piece of Pokéblock to Weedle.

The task this time was not light, and the dangers in the wild could not be suppressed because Spearow was like that. Weedle needed to ensure adequate strength and physical status at all times.

"Woo!"

Weedle ate a Pokéblock.

He also knows it's different than usual, isn't too excited to see a Pokéblock, and is always on guard.

Even every time he lowered his head and took a small bite, he would quickly raise his head again and notice the movements around him.

And

"Spearow is supposed to be a group-loving Pokémon. If one appears in the forest, that means there must be another Spearow." Natsu calmly analyzed.

Spearows are Pokémon with a more grumpy personality, and their group habits make them less likely to be provoked by wild trainers.

Like a bunch of Beedrills, they fall into the wild and senseless category of Pokémon.

"But since the forest is cleared regularly, there shouldn't be many Spearows coming here."

Stepping on fallen leaves and dead branches, makes a "rustling" sound.

As he expected, He didn't go any further before Weedle felt threatened again.

Several agile figures flew out from the canopy of dense leaves, flapping their wings, looking at Natsu and Weedle below with bloodshot eyes.

"Four."

Natsu swept his eyes and decided that there were only four. After Spearow didn't appear again, he was a little relieved.

Spearow is not much.

And if there's no Fearow, it's relatively easy to deal with.

At the same time, Natsu discovered that one of the four Spearows was stronger than the other Spearows, and swept over Natsu and Weedle fiercely, after confirming that there were no other enemies, his eyes flashed. insult.

When will those Spearows be bullied by Weedle?

Spearow who lost earlier was a great shame for them.

Gently flapping his wings a few times, he slowly landed on a branch. He lowered his head and started grooming his sharp fur and legs, paying no attention to Weedle.

"Spree!"

A chirping sound, like a command.

The other three Spearows stared with bloodshot eyes, heading straight for Natsu and Weedle.

One on three, this was a first for Weedle.

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(end of this chapter)