Capítulo 105: Chapter 105
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Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
In such a place, Dak led everyone to stay inside the Door-Door Space, never venturing outside.
Later, as everyone conducted inspections, facing these powerful individuals, it was nearly impossible to hide without special abilities, but most didn't need to hide anyway.
People like Newgate, Mihawk, and Zephyr didn't mind letting the breeders from the Mystery Hatchery House observe how they interacted with their Pokémon. They were open to showing whether their Pokémon were healthy or not.
As for characters like Teach, Shiki, Kaido, and Charlotte Linlin, Dak would never allow Pokémon to follow them from the start.
Such characters, who could easily dispose of their subordinates or partners, even if the Pokémon chose them on their own, Dak would not allow the Pokémon to follow them.
In Dak's view, Pokémon could not possibly favor these people; they must have been deceived or misled.
Characters like them would only treat the first two or three followers as partners, and the others were just disposable pawns.
As for those who were weaker or of similar strength, they wouldn't even notice these characters.
Moreover, if the Pokémon by their side could help in the future, it might also enhance their hidden abilities.
The number of trainers at the navy's side was significant.
There were precisely 402.
Four hundred naval Pokémon were still babies. Dak had visited once before and had an idea.
These people were mostly the new generation of the navy, ranging from junior officers to lieutenant commanders, mostly in their teens or twenties.
There were also two notable pairs: Gion with Buneary, and Zephyr with Growlithe.
Coincidentally, a test seemed to be taking place in the plaza of Marineford at that time.
It appeared that Sengoku planned to let everyone see what level the Pokémon could achieve after a month of training.
By then, the top brass of the navy had all arrived, including Sengoku, Kizaru, Zephyr, Tsuru, the three admirals, and numerous veteran vice admirals. Everyone who could be called back was present.
Of course, the primary reason for their early return was not to watch this test but for the upcoming Mystery Hatchery House performance contest.
Sengoku planned to bring all these high-ranking individuals to the contest to witness the true strength and capabilities of the Mystery Hatchery House. He had a previously hidden idea that might be reignited after this contest.
Inside the Door-Door Space.
"Don't pay attention to those guys on stage; they might notice you," Dak specifically instructed, warning everyone not to look at Sengoku and his group.
Even if they were noticed, it wouldn't pose a problem since Dak didn't open the door, and Sengoku and the others definitely couldn't enter.
As for whether this group could guess their presence, there was a very high likelihood they would guess.
Because Darkrai's existence was no longer a secret, at least among the naval high command, they all knew that if Darkrai show up, they wouldn't be able to detect his presence. At most, they might feel someone was watching them.
In the vast plaza.
Four hundred new trainers stood in a circle with their Pokémon, while the naval high-ups stood on a platform watching the diverse Pokémon below.
Some of the more active Pokémon couldn't stay still next to their trainers.
For instance, Smoker's Koffing, which couldn't control the poisonous gas it emitted, was avoided by other navy members.
Smoker had to hold the little one and use his Smoke-Smoke Fruit abilities to contain the purple gas from spreading.
"Gas."
The little one seemed somewhat guilty, feeling responsible for isolating Smoker.
"Don't worry too much; you're still young. According to the biologists, you'll be able to control this gas in a few days," Smoker, a rather gentle and sensitive man, could sense Koffing's mood.
He patted Koffing, reassuringly. In his view, Koffing was perfectly suited for him, as his Smoke-Smoke Fruit abilities could merge with the gas Koffing released. This synergy could potentially be developed further in the future.
"Hmph, Smoker, look at Hina's Glameow, so dignified."
Hina, clearly a lover of appearances, held her Glameow, showing off everywhere.
Glameow, also narcissistic, held its head high, disdainfully glancing at Koffing.
What a bad-tempered cat.
Although the Alolan Vulpix, was also vain and loved beauty, it was a gentle little fox.
"Hey, Hina, don't get too cocky. Gion's Buneary looked amazing after evolving," someone chimed in.
"Yeah, I even went to the science department to see the pictures. Lopunny is really good-looking. But my Croagunk is also very cool."
"Are you serious? But Serperior is truly beautiful. Ah, I wish I had a Serperior. Oh, don't cry, Skiploom, you're also adorable, not at all inferior to Serperior!"
"I say, stop showing off. Compared to my Meawth, you all fall short!"
"You probably haven't seen Persian's evolved form."
The naval new trainers had essentially become a distinct group, discussing their Pokémon babies as their daily topic.
Even at night, they would talk about what their Pokémon did that day, sharing these fun stories with each other.
Dak, watching from inside the Door-Door Space, nodded in approval as he saw the navy's great interest and care for Pokémon, a fundamental prerequisite for becoming a trainer.
If one had no interest in Pokémon, it was difficult to become a qualified trainer.
Without interest, there would be no motivation to learn, and what kind of trainer doesn't seek to understand?
"Boss, are they going to let Buneary fight that marine?"
Bellamy pointed to the center of the circle surrounded by the navy.
Buneary was facing a sergeant.
What level of ability did a sergeant have?
In the original story, a notable example was Helmeppo from the Loguetown Arc, the foolish son of 'Axe-Hand' Morgan.
Helmeppo, having trained under Garp for several months by that point, was a dual-wielding swordsman with kukris.
"It looks like it," Dak nodded.
Sengoku likely had this plan, having already gauged Buneary's abilities, hence letting so many new trainers witness Pokémon potential.
Whose idea this plan was unclear, perhaps Sengoku or Tsuru, but the goal seemed to be encouraging the new trainers to be patient and diligent in training their Pokémon.
In Dak's view, there was currently no need for such a policy since these new trainers' patience and interest in Pokémon far exceeded Sengoku and the others' expectations.
However, though unnecessary, implementing this strategy was clearly beneficial, at least for the Pokémon babies, who would undoubtedly live more comfortably in the future.
"The navy values Pokémon highly," Gardino observed, watching Sengoku intently.
He was too familiar with that kind of gaze, the kind a superior shows when they highly appreciate a subordinate—the kind of look he, as an office worker, had once desperately craved.
"Um, boss Dak, I also want a Pokémon," Mikita said, looking at her yellow umbrella, feeling it was no longer appealing.
She also wanted a soft, fluffy kitten to hold!
"After the performance contest, then you'll have the chance to encounter a Pokémon," Dak replied, raising his head and smiling slightly.
He planned to announce something else at the performance contest—that the Pokémon School was preparing to enroll students.
The school would certainly need a batch of Pokémon babies and mature Pokémon to assist with teaching.
Dak would exchange for a batch of Pokémon from the Pokémon Mall to live in the Pokémon School, perhaps Gardino and the others could find their companions among them.
"It's starting."
Zanbai spoke up, and everyone else looked towards the central dueling ground.
The surrounding naval new trainers also ceased their chatter, focusing with their Pokémon babies on the center of the arena.
Buneary faced off alone against the naval sergeant.
In this world, the concept of trainers commanding Pokémon in battle did not exist, so Buneary had to decide on its own how to fight.
"Mimilu!"
Buneary's two long ears stretched and contracted, appearing very excited.
A little bunny hopping around on the spot caused many navy members to display affectionate smiles.
"I'll go first."
The sergeant chosen was not an ordinary character; his mental strength was clearly stronger than that of most regular navy members, and he did not relax his guard due to Buneary's cute appearance and movements.
"Shave."
The sergeant stepped forward, reaching Buneary in the blink of an eye.
"Mimilu~"
Buneary seemed to see the sergeant's attack coming, placing its two brown hands over its mouth and blowing a kiss.
The next moment, a heart flew out, striking the sergeant right in the face.
"What is that?"
"It's a bit like the powers of the Pirate Empress."
Sakazuki and Borsalino, initially not expecting much from Pokémon, clearly changed their minds after seeing Buneary use its special power.
The battle was not over yet.
As everyone wondered how the sergeant would react.
Boom!
The sergeant punched himself in the face!
"What's happening?"
"Why is he hitting himself?"
"Look at his eyes."
Almost everyone present was no weakling, and they all noticed the sergeant's eyes, which seemed out of control, darting around.
(End of Chapter)
Capítulo 106: Chapter 106
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"That is the 'Sweet Kiss', according to the biology department, this move is inherited from Buneary's father or mother, and it seems to be able to confuse the target," explained Gion, standing on the podium to the people around her.
Although she herself was somewhat unclear, "Those who fall into confusion might attack themselves or their companions, and of course, they might also attack the enemy. I had Buneary use this move on me, but it didn't work on me."
"It might have something to do with one's willpower," Tsuru speculated nearby.
The sergeant who had punched himself soon came to his senses, so his willpower wasn't bad either.
In a Pokémon battle, a Pokémon that falls into a confused state might remain confused until defeated.
"Bun~"
Buneary wasn't just waiting for the sergeant to fully recover.
Right after the sergeant had punched himself, Buneary used the move 'Flash' to quickly dash out, then jumped up with its excellent spring ability.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Its powerful legs kicked out in succession.
That was the fighting-type move 'Double Kick'.
Boom, boom!
Just as the sergeant regained his senses, he felt two heavy hits on his face and fell backward with a nosebleed.
He was just about to get up and continue fighting.
"That's enough," announced Sengoku from the podium, halting the match.
A navy officer, of course, wouldn't go down so easily, but after all, this was not a real battlefield or a fight to the death.
Being beaten up by a Pokémon that was just over a month old, there was no need to continue the competition.
That was enough to achieve the effect Sengoku wanted; continuing the fight might weaken the effect if Buneary were defeated, which was not what Sengoku wanted to see.
"Gion, Buneary is well trained."
Tsuru looked at the excited little bunny waving at Gion and smiled contentedly.
"It's mainly Buneary's own effort."
Gion crossed her arms over her chest, her face expressionless, but her lips were hard to contain.
The competition didn't end there.
"Growlithe, it's your turn next."
Zephyr looked down at the furry big dog beside him, extending a hand to pat its head.
Even though Growlithe often caused him trouble, and occasionally raided the fridge at night making a mess, Zephyr was still quite fond of him.
However, Zephyr's training for Growlithe was definitely more intense than that for his students, about two to three times more.
Even the training intensity of Buneary couldn't compare to that of Growlithe.
After all, Growlithe was naturally full of energy.
"Awoo!"
Growlithe barked confidently, laughing as he hopped into the square.
Inside the Door-Door Space, Dak grinned.
Others might not notice, but how could Dak not be aware of Growlithe's transformation?
This sly one, using the 'Howl' move to boost his own attack power.
"This dog"
As Growlithe passed by Sakazuki, Sakazuki could keenly feel the intense energy within Growlithe.
It might not match his magma, but it was hotter than ordinary flames.
Growlithe's opponent had already been decided.
It was a chief petty officer, a rank above sergeant, who must master at least two of the six powers to qualify.
He was a somewhat chubby navy officer, with a distinctive sausage-mouth, named Stalker, a character who had appeared in the original series.
Inside the Door-Door Space, Dak looked at the once mischievous little dog and smiled contentedly.
"Growlithe, this guy, might be the strongest Pokémon in the navy now."
Although Dak couldn't see Growlithe's level, being with Zephyr was definitely better than being with Gion.
It wasn't just about the difference in strength between Gion and Zephyr, but more importantly, their difference in teaching abilities.
Gion might not have really taught Buneary much, but Zephyr definitely had special sessions for Growlithe.
On the field.
All the navy officers were looking forward to Growlithe's performance.
Although Growlithe looked silly, they could see Growlithe's training state when they occasionally passed by the recruit camp.
"Woof!"
The moment he stepped onto the battlefield, Growlithe's eyes instantly became sharp.
Standing across from him, Stalker felt a bit strange. He couldn't pinpoint it, but he felt a slight change in his body.
"Stare."
Dak observed.
He immediately understood that Growlithe was sneakily using buff-type moves again, but it seemed to have minimal effect on Stalker.
"Shigan."
Stalker didn't have time to focus on the recent change. He wasn't going to let Growlithe make the first move, so he poked forward with a finger.
Stalker, not planning to let Growlithe strike first, moved forward with a swift motion typical of the Shigan technique, one of the two Rokushiki techniques he had mastered.
Growlithe, however, was ready. As Stalker extended his finger, Growlithe's mouth gathered a glowing energy, ready to unleash a fiery retaliation.
"Flamethrower!"
Growlithe released a powerful stream of flames directly at the approaching finger. The air crackled with heat as the fire clashed with Stalker's Shigan, dissipating the attack with a burst of sparks and smoke.
Growlithe wasn't done yet. Using the momentum from its attack, it dashed forward, its body low to the ground.
"Quick Attack!"
Growlithe's speed increased suddenly, almost blurring its form as it raced towards Stalker, who was still reeling from the unexpected force of the Flamethrower.
Stalker, caught off guard, attempted to regroup, trying to predict Growlithe's next move. But before he could fully recover, Growlithe was upon him.
With a swift leap, Growlithe executed a Bite attack, clamping down on Stalker's arm. The bite wasn't deep, but it was enough to make Stalker grimace in pain and attempt to shake off the fiery Pokémon.
"Agh, not bad," Stalker admitted, managing to free his arm with a forceful tug. He stepped back, reassessing his opponent.
Growlithe stood ready, its tail wagging slightly, eyes sharp and focused. It was clear that under Zephyr's training, Growlithe had become more than just a playful companion; it was a formidable opponent.
The navy officers watching the match murmured among themselves, impressed by Growlithe's agility and attack power.
"Enough!" Sengoku's voice boomed again, deciding that the demonstration had sufficiently shown the capabilities of the Pokémon.
"Let's conclude today's exercises. Members of the Pokémon unit may return. Others, please proceed to the conference room."
With that, the crowd began to disperse, talking animatedly about the potential of Pokémon like Growlithe and Buneary in combat scenarios.
Meanwhile, Dak, observing from the Door-Door Space, nodded in approval. His plans for the Pokémon's integration into naval operations were coming together nicely.
As he turned to leave, his thoughts already on the preparations for the upcoming showcase event, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in how far Growlithe had come under Zephyr's tutelage.
The little Pokémon that could once barely follow a command was now turning heads and proving its worth as a valuable asset to the navy.
With the day's training and demonstrations concluded, Dak made his way back to the Mystery Hatchery House. The air was filled with the buzz of excitement and anticipation for the upcoming showcase event.
"Hey Dak, the showcase is starting soon, right?" Robin asked as she saw Dak approaching. Her curiosity about how the visitors would react to Pokémon Island was palpable.
"Yeah, day after tomorrow," Dak confirmed, his voice carrying a mix of anticipation and calm.
Tomorrow would be busy, as Dak needed to start gathering his team and preparing in earnest. The next day, along with his crew members, they would enter the tournament arena early to finalize their roles and responsibilities, familiarize themselves with their tasks, and ensure everything was set for managing the spectators and their Pokémon.
This included guiding attendees to their seats, attending to their needs, and ensuring that no one wandered off or caused trouble. The tasks were straightforward but crucial for maintaining order and safety.
"If anyone steps out of line," Dak explained to his team, "We handle it. Can't manage one-on-one? We handle it as a group. It's that simple."
As Dak was distributing these tasks at the arena, Franky arrived with news of a visitor specifically asking for him.
Puzzled, Dak headed to the branch office and was greeted with a familiar, albeit unexpected, face.
"Hoho, long time no see, Manager Dak," greeted Doflamingo with his usual flamboyance.
"What's up? The showcase doesn't start until tomorrow."
Dak struggled to keep a straight face, intrigued by the sudden visit from Doflamingo, who wasn't yet a Shichibukai and thus should be cautious about appearing so openly in a place closely monitored by the Navy.
"I came to check things out in advance and to bring you a bit of news. The Door-Door Fruit has ended up in the hands of some pirates. We tried to take it from them, but the attempt failed."
Doflamingo's expression was grim as he recounted the unsuccessful raid, likely having lost quite a bit of manpower in the process.
"No worries, they ended up selling the Door-Door Fruit to me," Dak replied, surprising even himself.
Doflamingo had always been daring, but to take on the Revolutionary Army amidst planning the sky island project was bold even for him.
The Revolutionary Army weren't a force to be reckoned with lightly, even for a power player like Doflamingo. Taking such a risk was a testament to his ambition and reach within the underworld.
As Doflamingo pondered his next moves, Dak couldn't help but admire the man's audacity. They both knew the stakes were high, but that was the life they had chosen.
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