A gentle force lifted Kuci up, and then the wounds on his body were slowly healed, and consciousness gradually returned.

In the haze, he heard several ethereal voices, as well as the roar of a large rock serpent.

Kuci wanted to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't do it, he could only listen to the sounds outside and feel the water flowing through his body.

The gentle breath made him sleepy, and the roar of the great rock snake gradually became faint in his ears, and finally he fell asleep unconsciously.

When Kuci woke up again, he was already lying on the grass by the lake.

The Great Rock Serpent was gone, and so were the creatures that made ethereal and beautiful sounds, leaving only a mess and traces of the Great Rock Serpent's body dragging along.

He was reluctant to call the fairy-like creatures that had saved his life demonic beasts, even though he had never seen them before.

Kuci shouted loudly at the heart of the lake, trying to call them out.

In the end, it was fruitless.

Looking at the sun that was gradually setting, Kuci had to go back.

He confirmed the direction with the skills taught by the adults of the tribe, and looked at the lake with a complicated expression, and finally left the place.

After returning to the tribe, Kuci told his friends about his encounter, but in exchange for their ridicule and suspicion.

The large rock snake of thirty or forty meters, as well as the creatures that can repel such a large rock snake, and even have the ability to heal, seems to be a fantasy in the eyes of the inhabitants of this small tribe.

In a fit of rage, Kuci packed his belongings and embarked on a journey to a larger tribe.

He wanted to find the answers in the wider world, he wanted to know their names, and that's it.

But it took his whole life.

Until Kuci became Carlos's famous Monster Envoy, he had defeated even the Great Rock Serpent that was larger than in the Southern Mountains, and he never saw the same figure as a child again.

He no longer had the ability to find the answers he wanted.

Despite achieving something that ordinary people would never have achieved in a lifetime, Kuci never had any joy in it.

Disheartened, he returned to the south of Carlos, the small tribe from which he was born.

The friends who laughed at him for his liars as a child had died in the mouth of the beast, and when he returned, no one knew him.

Feeling that his days were numbered, the old Kuci decided to go to the mysterious lake one last time, even though he had not been able to see what he wanted to see dozens of times before that.

Looking at the calm lake, Kuci smiled, smiling and smiling, a few tears sliding across his old face.

"Hey—are you guys—still there—" Kuci cried out loudly, his voice trembling, "I'm leaving—"

Maybe this time, he will never have a chance to come back.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the anticipation in Kuci's eyes gradually turned into disappointment, and he sighed helplessly, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a voice engraved in the depths of Kuci's memory came from the lake, a clearer voice.

Kuci looked at the lake excitedly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Mena—"

One, two, and finally five beautiful menas swam out of the lake, and they quietly looked at Kuci, and before they knew it, Kuci's heart calmed down.

He was sure that it was the Menas who saved him back then, and that kind of dark induction in his mind would not be wrong.

Kuzi told Menas about all these years, and said what he had always wanted to say.

There was no excitement, no crying, everything was calm down here, and there was just the good peace that I wanted.

Later, Kuci always told the story of Fairy Lake to the people in the tribe, and when he talked about those kind fairies, no matter what kind attitude people had, he would continue to tell them gently.

Adventurous young people from the tribe also went to the fairy lake to find out, but they saw nothing.

People no longer sneered at Kuci, because Kuci chose to use his reputation as a top Warcraft envoy to vouch for the authenticity of this matter, maybe it was just that they didn't have the fate to meet Menas in the Fairy Lake.

After Kuci's death, the story was passed down by the people of the tribe, and Fairy Lake became a legend.

Akimoto remembers clearly that Norus also showed a yearning look when he told this legend, which made Akimoto take a great interest in Fairy Lake, and also a great interest in the history of the Monster Envoy.

Akimoto felt that this legend should be true, and although Menas was not a native Pokémon of Carlos, it was not impossible that it would appear in the Carlos region.

And the south of Carlos is the best place to preserve its original appearance, and the existence of Menas is entirely possible.

Menas itself is very rare, not to mention in the Carlos region.

The main thing is that Akimoto has a great interest in this beautiful Pokémon.

Even if you can't catch Menas, the ugly fish is no problem, and Akimoto can afford to raise it completely, and improving the beauty is not a problem for Akimoto.

"Porphyry...... (Why hasn't it arrived yet?...... ）”

Kori sat on the chair and muttered as he tugged at Akimoto's collar.

"It's almost there, it's almost there."

Taking Kogo's hand away, Akimoto glanced at the electronic map in his hand.

The map shows a huge lake, and Akimoto is still two or three hundred meters away.

After walking for a few minutes, Akimoto finally saw the legendary Fairy Lake.

As soon as he entered the range of the fairy lake, Kori showed a very happy appearance, and Akimoto also felt a soft energy wafting in the air.

This time, Akimoto felt that the legend of Menas was even more credible.

"Frog, do you want to fish?"

Qiu Yuan took a high-quality fishing rod given by lottery to the quack frog, there is no special bonus, but it is relatively strong.

"Quack, quack."

The frog took the rod, then sat down on a rock by the lake, pulled the line, hung the bait, and threw out the hook.

Xiao Li jumped down from her seat, stared at the reflection of the lake with wide eyes, and stretched out her hand to stir up the ripples in circles.

After playing by himself for a long time, Xiao Li felt very bored, so he ran to Qiu Yuan's side and yelled that he wanted to fish too.

"Why, you want to fish too? Will you? ”

Akimoto set up the fishing rod, pulled out his hand and took the small grain in his arms, and flicked its forehead.

Xiao Li waved his little hand dissatisfiedly: "Porphyry!" ”

Seeing that it looked like it would not give up if it couldn't get a fishing rod, Akimoto had no choice but to buy a 20 yuan children's fishing rod in the store and give it to it.

It's not any weird discrimination, it's just that I'm afraid that it won't be able to hold a bigger fishing rod.

After getting the small grain of the fishing rod, he was satisfied with finding a feng shui treasure and sat down, and threw out the hook in style.

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PS: Investigate, read my book, are there more old men or young ladies?

By the way, would you like to give this croaked frog a name? The author has difficulty naming it, and then a strange name will come out.