Under Joey's guidance, Merlin soon entered the true interior of the castle by climbing the ornate stone steps that had been finely carved with countless reliefs, inscriptions, and textures. Complete Works, Latest Chapter Access:. Merlin had finally recovered from his bad form, and although he still looked pale, sweaty, and weak, Merlin had regained enough strength, at least for him that he thought he had enough strength to protect himself.

After entering the castle, the warm air and the dim bright light gradually drove away the damp and gloomy atmosphere, in addition to the bursts of food wafting through the air, delicious and tempting aromas, Merlin can still smell a little bit of paint, combined with some unusual things Merlin found along the way, some obviously very new and not old structures, as if the whole castle has just been renovated. Or more accurately, it seems as if the castle had just been built.

As soon as such a large project was completed, this question flashed in his mind, and Merlin immediately began to deny himself. But as soon as his negative thoughts arose, he remembered the pomp and circumstance when Nazi used her extreme superpowers to construct the Golden Hall. For those who possess extreme powers far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, it does not seem entirely impossible to form a huge structure overnight.

Funny, funny, the corners of his mouth involuntarily evoked a smile mixed with anticipation and nervousness, and Merlin walked down the wider and wider staircase into the magnificent, warm, and lively hall of the castle.

Even though there was still some distance away, Merlin could still smell the aroma of sweet drinks and steaming hot food, mixing and stirring into Merlin's nostrils. Even though Merlin was not hungry, he still swallowed involuntarily when he smelled this smell, and vaguely felt a trace of inexplicable hunger.

From time to time, there were bursts of hearty and cheerful laughter, and the voices were both male and female, but they were all young and energetic young voices. There were a lot of Pokémon roaring and chirping, and judging by the sound, those guys were also enjoying food and a rare rest, and everyone was very satisfied.

Crossing the small stream built in the hall, Joey, the maid who led the way, whispered to Merlin, "There are nine other trainers who have arrived before you."

Merlin's eyebrows furrowed, but he was slightly shocked by the number. He expected that at most, five or six young trainers would cross that terrifying tide and land on the new island, but he didn't expect that there were already nine forerunners before him.

Heh, I'm really underestimating people, Merlin shook his head slightly. Then he squinted his eyes at the extra-long long table in the hall in the distance and the nine teenagers sitting around him, and in the gaps between the large candlesticks and the table full of food, fruits, drinks, and snacks, he wrote down the general outlines of the nine teenagers one by one. novel

"The rest of us have not overcome the little storm outside, and it seems that we should not have extended invitations to those who are useless," said the maid Joey mechanically, "there should be another group of guests after you, and that should be the last"

Is there anyone else, Merlin was stunned. For some reason, Merlin's mind suddenly flashed the image of the small boat he had glanced at when he went out to sea, swaying under the control of two young men dressed as Vikings, didn't he chuckle out loud, it was definitely me who thought too much and shook his head, Merlin drove away his chaotic thoughts.

"Please release the Pokémon in the Pokéball and sit down to the feast." The maid, Joey, saluted respectfully and said, "While waiting for the arrival of the last guest and the arrival of the master, please enjoy and rest to your heart's content." After speaking, the maid Joey raised her face and looked directly at Merlin with her blank eyes, until Merlin shivered and released the six companions, then she withdrew her gaze and bowed slightly, and whispered, "Have a nice night." As she spoke, the maid Joey walked back and left quickly, "You are the chosen trainer," she said in a hollow voice at the end, "please enjoy it all"

Merlin turned his head and watched as the maid Joey walked out of the hall with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, moving quickly backwards until she disappeared around the corner of the hallway.

"Enjoy," he asked, turning to Wizil, who was standing beside him, and the tall, lanky beard shook his head mockingly in response to Merlin's question.

"Be careful." Merlin instructed his companions, "Don't eat or drink, be vigilant, and be ready to fight."

The partners who had been selected by Merlin to participate in the banquet nodded their heads before they dispersed. Graceful and graceful, Antli jumped lightly to the flower bed in the corner. The noble and grim Dracula flapped her wings and hung in a shadow of the ceiling. The strong and heavy Monardo took a step towards the foot of a group of rockeries not far away. The handsome and muscular Duck put on a cool expression and leaned towards the huge fountain pool where a large number of water-type Pokémon were gathered. Wizil and Legion followed Merlin's side closely. Merlin, on the other hand, cautiously moved slowly toward the large long table in the center of the hall. Due to the uncertainty of the current situation, and Merlin's muttering in his heart, the partners he chose to release were not only capable of self-preservation, but also very obedient and calm, and most of these partners were characters whose minds acted before their bodies, or supporters of Merlin's unconditional and absolute obedience.

As early as when Merlin released his partner, he had already attracted the attention and peeps of the nine trainers of the leading group, each of whom watched the six Pokémon released by Merlin with their own hearts, carefully and quickly making their own judgments, weighing the gaps and differences between them. This is not because these trainers already have a hidden sense of competition among themselves, but simply because of the professional habits of the trainers, who have developed a good habit of evaluating potential opponents in advance.

Merlin's companions are far more eye-catching and attention-grabbing than Merlin himself, they are either strong or toned or thin or beautiful, but all of them are of great strength. The experienced young trainers could even tell from the pace and speed of Merlin's companions that they were formidable warriors who had grown up after rigorous training and brutal combat.

On the contrary, the thin, thin, and sickly Merlin is really abrupt and incongruous among those excellent Pokémon, almost subconsciously, and most young trainers classify Merlin as a weak trainer who inherits powerful Pokémon by relying on family wealth or other means, and is a small character that does not deserve too much attention and too much defense.

Among them, there is only one handsome woman with a pretty face and a tall figure, while teasing her bangs with a thousand manners, but at the same time paying more attention to Merlin's existence.

Her gaze that stayed too much on Merlin naturally attracted Merlin's attention, and the gazes of the two people quickly collided, although they were separated from each other in an instant, but each of them already knew the existence of the other.

This woman, how can she be a little familiar, Merlin muttered to herself.

This guy, why is he still alive, the girl is also full of questions.

"Miss Sundae, what's wrong" A handsome and tall male trainer sitting next to the girl noticed the beautiful girl's thoughts, and he asked very gentlemanly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, no, nothing." The girl immediately regained her radiant demeanor, and said softly to the captive beside her who was beautiful to her, "It's just that I'm just a little bored."

As soon as the girl heard that she was bored, several male trainers gathered around her immediately lit up their eyes, and they scrambled, chattered, and shouted loudly and began to make suggestions to please the goddess, and for a time the corner of the long table was very lively.

Merlin, who was sitting in the corner of the long table, glanced at the corner that was confused by the woman's words, and shook his head slightly.

Perhaps because they knew that there was still one last group of guests to arrive, the ten trainers didn't rush to introduce themselves to everyone, but at most they just chatted with the people who happened to be sitting nearby. Except for the bustling neighborhood of the beautiful girl, only one of the fat men whom Merlin had met a few times in the waiting area of the ferry was more lively nearby, and he and the two male trainers sitting next to him were talking and laughing nonsense, and feasting on the various delicacies on the long table.

Merlin sat quietly at the table, one hand caressing Legion's head, and his eyes roaming back and forth between the nine Precursors. Sitting in the corner directly opposite Merlin was also a young man who was not entitled to food and drink, who was gently but carefully grooming the feathers and massaging the muscles of a tall and mighty eagle. When Merlin's gaze lingered on him for a moment, the boy raised his head and met Merlin's gaze. The two nodded to each other and said hello silently.

In the space waiting for the last group of guests to arrive, Merlin observes the nine Precursors as much as he can, as well as the interior of the castle, which is full of eerie reads. Unlike the cluttered exterior style, the interior of the castle is quite uniform, all of which are postmodern and even surreal abstractions.

It was a little surprising to the conservative Merlin that these things, which could only be described in terms of weirdness, magic, and mystery, could only be described as meaningless graffiti or simply a wild release that distorted the original form of the original object, which may be shocking and terrifying, but it is definitely not beautiful. At least for the conservative, archaic Merlin, the absurdist style of the castle's interior only struck him as depressed, uneasy and nervous.

"Squeak~~"

The heavy metal door made another tooth-aching thud as it opened on its own. From a distance, Merlin could just see Joey, the maid with a lamp, leading a group of three young men into the hall.

"How about them," Merlin said to herself, frowning.

"How are they," the pretty girl frowned at the moment and expressed the same question.

A young man with Pikachu on his head, a girl with a Bobby in his arms, and a young man with squinting eyes. The last three guests also stepped into the hall. The thirteen guests who received the invitation called the strongest, and the thirteen challengers who were recognized by the strongest finally gathered together at this time.

At the same time, at the exit of the castle's sewers, unnoticed by any being, two young men dressed in the uniform of a white organization and a strange combination of meows, who walked on two feet and chattered all the time, dragged their completely soaked bodies to the interior of the castle down the wide sewage ditch.

Unnoticed by the three of them, a strange white cat-like being with a long tail also hovered behind them, following them into the core of this strange castle.

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Hawkers, since there are not enough tricks, then I can only try to downplay the scenes of the other tricks and blur them. Then, I also took a trick from the TV version to make up the numbers. In other words, it should be easier to guess who the goddess is~~