The Château de Croço, which is the largest estate in the entire United States.

The Crosso estate belongs to the Crosso Company, which is a commercial giant in the eastern hemisphere and the eastern hemisphere.

"Hulala~" The sound of the propeller echoed over the Crosso Manor, a private helicopter piloted by a white-haired young man.

The white-haired young man's driving skills seemed to be good, and he landed steadily on the lawn in the manor.

"Gar, you're finally here."

On one side of the lawn, a teenager in a blue casual suit seemed to have been waiting for the arrival of the white-haired young man.

"Krosso......" Garr looked at the boy in the blue casual suit with complicated eyes.

"Butler, inform Sister Ekalo, Gal has arrived." Krosso communicated with the housekeeper in the manor through the headset on his right ear, "By the way, help us prepare afternoon tea!" ”

"Got it, young master!" A steady voice came from the other side of the headset, sounding pretty reliable.

"Hey! Krosso, I don't have time for your afternoon tea! ”

Croso's words fell to Gal's ears word for word, and his face was gloomy, and his patience was running out.

At this time, he was supposed to ask Sharo at the headquarters about Maier's situation and what mission he had undertaken, but because of a phone call from Krosso that he had a new situation for Mair to tell him, he flew to the United Crowd instead.

This greatly delayed his original plan, and Meier's death made him no longer calm as usual, and he was now like a cannon that exploded at one point.

"Don't worry, Gal, I promise you'll be satisfied." With a mysterious smile on his face, Krosso turned and walked, "Follow me!" ”

"I hope you don't disappoint me, or this may be the last time I'll see this manor! Krosso! Garr took a long breath to stabilize his emotions, but the words he said made people shudder, and his gloomy appearance was completely devoid of the sunshine of his past.

……

"The roadside battle in Zhuqing City, the battle rules are 1v1, and the side that knocks down the opponent's elf first is the winner." A mechanical referee hovers in the air, emitting a mechanical synthesized sound.

There was a crowd of onlookers on the side of the road, and in an inconspicuous position, a girl with long pink hair sat alone on a bench on the side of the road, she looked at the field with great interest, intending to watch a wonderful battle.

A boy who was not very well dressed and did not stand out in the middle of the field, holding a red and white Poké Ball in his hand.

The boy raised his hand and released his little elf, which was the Gosan elf of the Sinnoh region, the grass seedling turtle!

The other person standing opposite the boy was a boy in a green and yellow shirt, with a square face and a wide mouth, and the corners of his chestnut hair reaching up to the sky, which was also handsome.

The chestnut-haired boy also sent out his own elf, a very common elf in Sinnoh, the big-tailed raccoon!

"Miss Duck's spirit is really good," a gray-haired boy hid aside, this time he didn't drink, but the cigarette in his hand didn't break, he swallowed the clouds, and he looked like he was enjoying himself, "That silver-haired boy is in bad spirits." ”

"Tsk, it looks like we're going to fight." From the gray-haired boy's point of view, a silver-white stone-haired boy was yawning and walking towards the area, while the two elves fought.

Just as the two-engine battle was about to start, a silver-white teenager walked to the back of the crowd with a huge bucket of popcorn, beside the pink-haired girl.

"The popcorn you wanted, Miss." The silver-haired boy handed the popcorn in his arms to the girl, and then sat down beside the girl.

"Hey, Tibetan antelope, who do you think will win?" The girl ate popcorn and looked intently at the two sides of the battle, and the popcorn made a crisp "crunch" sound in her mouth.

"How do I know this, I don't know the strength of those two boys." The Tibetan antelope had a headache and replied in a perfunctory tone, this question he had heard no less than ten times today.

"So it's a guess." Listening to the Tibetan antelope's perfunctory attitude, the girl wrinkled her small nose and said dissatisfiedly.

This pink-haired girl is naturally a duck, and under the protection of the Tibetan antelope last night, the girl naturally slept beautifully.

And the Tibetan antelope was very busy last night, first let Lucario wait for the rabbit to stop the ghost, and he himself commanded the electric shock monster and the poison rose, and it took a little time to deal with Igarashi He Qian, and rushed to Lucario's side.

The Tibetan Antelope, who had just gone through a battle, and the Geng Ghost, who commanded Lucario and the Phantom, fought together, but found that the strength of the two was actually almost the same, and the battle fell into a tug-of-war.

In the end, after the Tibetan antelope seized an opportunity to fight back, it repelled the ghost.

As for why the Tibetan antelope is here to watch the trainer's battle with the Antrum here?

Naturally, it was going to be this morning, and the half-asleep Tibetan antelope was forcibly pulled to the street of Zhuqing City by the wover, saying that he was looking for inspiration for writing songs, and then ......

"Miss, I'm begging you, we've been watching the battle for a morning." The Tibetan antelope rubbed his temples with a headache, and the Tibetan antelope, who had not slept well, was even more drowsy at this time, yawning for a long time, "If I look at it again, I'm going crazy!" ”

"Aren't you a trainer yourself, isn't this your favorite fight?" The wheather said.

"Yes, I like to watch battles, yes, but what's the point of this kind of kid fighting."

The Tibetan antelope looked at the grass seedling turtle and the big toothed civet in the field, you struck a flying leaf quick knife, and I had a water gun with a big back and forth, and couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

I'm also a quasi-heavenly king-level master, can't you let me watch some high-level battles?

The Antelope complained in his heart, but he could only think that what he said might make the Bird feel unpleasant, and he didn't want to make this little witch-like girl angry.

"Wow! What a beautiful attack! "What seems to have changed in the battlefield caused the Duck to exclaim.

The cute big-toothed civet cat spits out a stream of frozen air with snowflakes, which is really rare and beautiful at noon when the sun is hanging.

"Hey! Tibetan antelope, look......" said the wreath excitedly, suddenly feeling her shoulders sinking, and a strand of silver-white hair came into her eyes.

The Tibetan antelope fell on her shoulder, her eyes closed, her breathing evenly, and she looked like she was asleep.

The Tibetan antelope's eye sockets have a faint black, which is the mark of almost no sleep all night.

"......" The idea of waking up the Tibetan antelope fell silent, and instead put the head of the Tibetan antelope on his lap, allowing him to sleep as comfortably as possible.

"Isn't it a little willful for me to call him up, knowing that he will ...... one night" The battle that was originally full of attraction for the Wagtail could not attract the attention of the Wagtail at this time.

The sun radiates a warm light, shining warmly on people, and I can't help but want to sleep.