Luther did not leave the venue after the game. The two chatted in the lounge for almost an hour, ranging from their own experiences to their respective views on training elves.
Misaki just teleported his Metagross away.
Misaki will leave Suzuran Island in the evening.
"You're leaving so soon, aren't you going to talk to Sirona?" Luther asked curiously.
"There is no time. Metagross's trainer has just entered the hospital. His family told me that the situation is very serious this time. After checking the elf's condition, I have to rush there."
Luther was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to understand what Metagross' trainer meant.
"That Metagross isn't yours?"
Misaki took out the headphones from his backpack, hung them around his neck, and explained: "Not really, he is an old man from a wealthy man's family and has served his family for three generations."
"Metrogross has wanted to participate in the Alliance Conference a long time ago... Oh, it wasn't called this name at that time. The Alliance Conference will be completely formalized later. In short, the dream of the one who first trained Metagross was to become an excellent trainer.
Take Metagross to the stage of the conference."
"It's a pity that none of our descendants are capable enough to do this."
Misaki smiled helplessly, with a regretful tone.
"The promise that the one made to Metagross has been delayed like this until I traveled near their town half a year ago, and they chose me for some confusing reasons."
"Bringing Metagross into the main game and fulfilling the wish of our ancestors... It sounds very cliché, and I have no interest in taking over other people's elves, but they gave me a little help... In the end I agreed
Already."
In this way, the person who entrusted Misaki with the task can be regarded as keeping his word.
He remembered the agreement between elves and humans, but his descendants had no love for fighting, or they were unable to achieve success on this road.
If not, he wouldn't have made such a decision.
Luther thought thoughtfully: "You got a considerable sum of money?"
"That's right, but not much. I don't like to have an overly favorable environment, which will reduce my desire to work hard, so most of the time I rely on part-time jobs to support my team."
Misaki flashed the elf ball in her bag and said with a smile: "Similar to you, I am also a kindergarten principal."
Luther took a look and saw that the portraits on the Poké Balls inside were indeed cuties who had not yet evolved.
"Their family has helped me a lot, so I have to rush to visit the old man." Misaki glanced at Luther and said, "The loser will leave temporarily. How far you can go in the future depends on you."
It wasn't until Misaki said this that Luther felt that Misaki was the loser. This guy's calm and calm temperament was simply too confusing.
Walking to the door, Luther was about to say something, but Misaki turned around.
"I can see that the reason why you are playing so hard is because you don't have enough time to grow up. You want to let go and throw away those messy tactics, but it is difficult for you to play at this stage."
Luther was silent for a while and nodded.
If you have the ability to crush your opponent head-on, who would make the game so troublesome?
"In two years, your lineup will be complete, right?" Misaki threw a hairpin to Luther, "You won't be able to see ponytails in a short time, but in two years you will be able to see other hairstyles."
"By the way, do you really have no higher requirements?" Misaki seemed to be expecting Luther to give a different answer, "You don't really want to live a lazy life after finishing the tournament, do you?
"
Luther laughed, played with the hairpin in his hand, and said, "That's what I think. Sitting and waiting to die is my biggest dream."
I thought that such a disappointing answer would make Misaki angry, but Misaki just said "oh", said "I hope you can still play in two years", opened the door and left.
Luther was sitting alone in the lounge, and Darkrai came out of the shadows, hesitating to speak.
"It's okay. You fought well and responded well."
Darkrai didn't believe Luther's words at all. When he was forced to fight at close range, he was forced to fight in hand-to-hand combat with Bankelas who used Dragon Dance, which deeply touched him.
Many skills were suppressed in that situation and could not be released smoothly, which also made Darkrai self-doubt for a while.
"Didn't you just join the team to become stronger?" Luther could understand Darkrai's mind, "How long has it been... Forget it, I'm still too weak, I'll give you tailor-made training
It's useless and has nothing to do with your performance."
Although the dream monster defeated Darkrai through a trick, it allowed Luther to see where the current limit of Darkrai's strength was.
Too many of Darkrai's battles were one-sided massacres, and Luther could not properly summarize the areas where Darkrai needed to improve.
The battle with Misaki gave Luther some clues.
After calming Darkrai, several people wearing formal clothes and wearing work badges suddenly burst into the lounge.
This made Luther, who planned to go to the center to see the evolved Mariluli, confused.
The expressions on these people's faces when they looked at Luther were a bit puzzling. It was not a routine and perfunctory expression, but an awkward state between helplessness and enthusiasm.
The league tournament side was indeed a bit embarrassed. Although President Damalanchi and Sirona both expressed their opinions, they still had some disputes over whether to implement it this way.
Some people believe that the six-on-six unrestricted battle was decided by Luther and Misaki themselves. They should be mentally prepared for such a lose-lose situation and it has nothing to do with the alliance.
Some league officials tentatively made such remarks on a trumpet account to see what netizens on the forum thought.
As a result, he was immediately pushed into the water by hundreds of people and drank a lot of water.
"So it's right for the league official to draw these two together? On the contrary, it's wrong for two players with similar abilities to cherish each other?"
"Of all the regions, the first point-based competition after the restructuring of the Suzuran Tournament qualifiers was not well thought out. It is excusable. It would be boring if you had to wash it."
"Excluding six-on-six, wouldn't two players need to be the main force to deal with three-on-three? Wouldn't it have an impact on subsequent games?"
"League tournament side, you go up to the big number!"
Fans of Misaki and Luther rushed at them, and after learning about the incident, the outsiders joined in.
There were even event officials from other areas who came to watch the restructuring of the Suzuran Tournament...
The competition party of the Suzuli Festival has a big head.
If the fermentation continues like this, some strange rhythm may appear on the second day.
So the league finally put pressure on the tournament management.
Sum up experience, learn lessons, calm public opinion, and give an explanation to the two trainers involved.
After the four directives were pulled down, there was no room for discussion.
I heard that several big bosses from the event management department made a special trip to listen to Luther's opinions and apologize to him...
Luther was even more confused.
He touched his head at a loss, and looked at Darkrai who was equally confused.