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23.62% Pokemon: Chronicles of Darkness / Chapter 40: Chapter 40:

บท 40: Chapter 40:

After arranging Murkrow and Slowpoke, Cain's expression became somber. Disaster had struck without warning as they simply strolled beside the river. The proud Murkrow sat in silence, wounded both in body and spirit, while Slowpoke, new to Cain's team, berated himself for not being stronger and better able to protect his companions.

Slowpoke held Cain in high esteem, for it was he who had saved Slowpoke from a dire fate and encouraged him to embrace his individuality among his kin. In the stillness of the cave, a man and his Pokemon ruminated on their defeat.

But Cain was the first to rally. He knew that their failure was due to a lack of power and vowed to rectify that. Murkrow and Slowpoke, sensing Cain's determination, slowly opened their eyes and looked to him for guidance.

"Come now, don't despair," Cain comforted them. "With hard work and training, we shall have our revenge in due time." And with those words, the fire of determination was rekindled in their hearts.

Though they ached to begin training anew, Murkrow and Slowpoke were still recovering from their injuries and Cain instructed them to rest. As night descended upon the cave, the sound of falling water and crackling firewood were the only sounds to be heard.

Murkrow leaned against the cave wall, absorbing the energy from the Pokeblock he had consumed, while Slowpoke lay on the ground, enveloped in a mysterious psychic energy that seemed to ripple through the very air.

Cain watched as his Pokemon labored tirelessly to become stronger. As their trainer, it was his duty to devise the best training plan and guide their development.

"If I could create advanced Pokeblocks, it would certainly accelerate their growth," Cain mused to himself. He knew that obtaining the necessary tools would be his responsibility as a trainer.

Murkrow's growth path was clear in Cain's mind. The agile assassin needed to improve his health and defense, and weight-bearing training would help him achieve his goal of becoming faster than the wind.

Slowpoke's development, however, was a conundrum that required Cain's attention. Slowpoke could evolve into either a Slowbro or a Slowking. While Slowbro excelled in physical defense, Slowking excelled in special defense.

Cain had yet to decide which evolution path would be best for Slowpoke and intended to consult with the Pokemon on the matter.

Cain believed that Slowpoke's innate psychic talent made him well suited to evolve into a Slowking, whose role would be to deal damage and defend against special attacks. But, if Slowpoke desired to evolve into a Slowbro, Cain would support his decision wholeheartedly.

As night fell, Cain sat in front of the fire, deep in thought, while Murkrow and Slowpoke worked to heal their wounds so they could return to training as soon as possible. He reminded them to rest and allow their bodies to recover naturally.

The morning brought a renewed vigor, and Murkrow trained harder than ever before. Slowpoke, unable to train physically, focused on honing his psychic-type moves. He felt that his psychic energy had improved significantly after overusing it for Teleport the previous day and had a better understanding of how to control it.

Slowpoke's progress left Cain in awe. The Pokemon had been able to lift only one rock with his psychic energy during training, but now he could lift two rocks simultaneously. The surge in power was astounding, even considering that Slowpoke had overloaded his psychic energy the day before.

Cain attributed this to the fact that Slowpoke's innate psychic energy was incredibly strong, but he had been using it in a crude manner. Like a glass of water, the psychic energy was there, but the straw through which Slowpoke could access it had been thin as a strand of hair. But, after the overload, the straw had doubled in thickness, resulting in an exponential increase in the amount of psychic energy Slowpoke could freely use.

Murkrow, watching Slowpoke's growth, couldn't help but work harder. Though he knew he could defeat Slowpoke in battle, partly because Slowpoke's Psychic-type moves were ineffective against him and partly because of Cain's orders, he couldn't deny that Slowpoke was more than twice as powerful as he was.

But, as a companion, Murkrow held no envy towards Slowpoke, instead, he set Slowpoke as his goal, knowing that only through constant training and improvement, could he build up his strength and grow. He refused to be a mere decoration now that Cain had taken on a more powerful Pokemon.

As Cain's first Pokemon, Murkrow had a sense of pride and would not be a burden to the team. More importantly, he needed to be the strongest on the team to protect them in future battles.

Cain also trained alongside his Pokemon, building a stronger bond between them. Time flew by as the three hours of morning training passed.

But Cain couldn't forget his important mission from Umbra, which would lead to his acceptance into the Shadow Unit and reward him with 10,000 Team Rocket points, which he desperately needed. With two Pokemon to raise, the consumption of various resources would skyrocket.

The cost of raising two Pokemon was staggering. One might think that Cain didn't use many resources to raise Murkrow, but this was mainly because he was able to make his own Pokeblocks, thus saving a great deal of resources.

But the average trainer cannot do that, for a single intermediate Pokeblock is worth five points on Team Rocket's exchange list. Murkrow now consumed an average of thirty per day, which added up to a daily investment of 150 points.

When one takes into account the Pokeblocks required for Slowpoke, the number of points needed grows exponentially. And it wasn't just about their physical state, Pokemon moves were also crucial. Murkrow had learned three moves that cost Cain more than 10,000 points, and he would need to learn more later, further increasing the investment. Slowpoke also had to learn countless moves.

This was why it was so difficult for civilian trainers to advance in this world. Without luck, the resources needed to raise just one Pokemon would take a lifetime, and by then, the Pokemon would be long past its peak.

Cain could rely on his A.I. system, but even then, he had to become a Pokemon Hunter in his previous life, even with the aid of Team Rocket, to become a Quasi-Elite Trainer.

But a Quasi-Elite Trainer was only a mid-level member of Team Rocket. There were countless hidden experts not only in Team Rocket, but in the entire Pokemon world. Only by becoming an Elite Trainer would one barely have the right to live freely in this world.

As he emerged from the cave on this clear day, after the heavy rain the day before, the warm sun shone on Cain, filling him with a sense of well-being. As he walked on the pebbles by the lake, the water that had risen the day before had miraculously returned to its original level, leaving the newly cleaned pebbles to reflect the faint sunlight.

"The next time we come here, it will be for revenge," Cain said to Murkrow and Slowpoke. "Caw!" "Ya dong!" They cried out in unison, for they too wanted to return for revenge, and it would be a goal they would work towards.


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บท 41: Chapter 41:

With a determined step, Cain ventured into the enchanted forest, his trusted companions Murkrow and Slowpoke by his side. The dagger in his grasp glimmered in the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees as he consulted the map, matching landmarks to his surroundings.

Murkrow, the wily and watchful bird, flew overhead, his keen eyes scanning for any sign of danger. In a place as treacherous as this, where danger lurked behind every twisted trunk, the AI system's range was not enough to ensure their safety.

Slowpoke, using the move Confusion, floated behind, emanating a blue light from his steady gaze. He kept pace with Cain, ever vigilant, ready to defend them at a moment's notice.

For they had learned their lesson well after their encounter with the formidable Golduck, and now Murkrow served as their first line of defense, spotting the enemy's tracks and attacking before they could reach Cain. And should the enemy break through his defenses, Slowpoke was prepared, ready to use Confusion to control the foe, and then swiftly defeat it with the assistance of Murkrow.

And if even that should fail, Slowpoke's Teleport would whisk them away to safety in the blink of an eye.

The forest was eerily quiet, the aftermath of yesterday's battle between the mighty Gyarados and the elegant Milotic still fresh in the air. So for nearly an hour, Cain walked in relative comfort, the only sounds the crunch of leaves underfoot and the occasional rustle of bushes.

But as they left the waterfall's misty embrace, more and more Pokemon seemed to materialize from the shadows. The map promised they were nearing the main route, and at their current pace, they would reach it within the hour.

As Cain reached for his dagger to cut through a thick vine blocking their path, a hidden animal trail was revealed before him. Though it offered a greater chance of encountering Pokemon, it was a far better option than the thorny bushes and twisted branches that had hindered their progress thus far.

Without hesitation, Cain stepped onto the path, his trust in his companions absolute. And sure enough, as if on cue, a fierce battle broke out shortly after.

As Cain ventured deeper into the forest, a sense of unease settled heavy in his chest. Was it the fact that his luck had taken a turn for the worse, or was it simply the dangerous path he had chosen?

Wild Pokemon came at him in waves, each one hellbent on taking him down. But with Murkrow and Slowpoke by his side, the ferocious protectors of his journey, none of the Pokemon were able to break through their defenses.

Murkrow, like a dragon returning to the sea, was a force to be reckoned with in the forest. His body had become accustomed to the heavy weights and his speed was almost as fast as when they first set out. Quickly weaving between the trees, he toyed with his enemies, dispatching them with ease.

Take for example the Mankey, who had thought to sneak up on Cain with its quick tree-to-tree movements. But Murkrow spotted it the moment it struck, and with a single Wing Attack, the Fighting-type Pokemon was dispatched in seconds. This was just one of many attacks.

From the moment these Pokemon had chosen to attack Cain, their fate was sealed. Cain did not hold back and Murkrow and Slowpoke killed every Pokemon that dared to attack. It was survival of the fittest, and if they hadn't stood their ground, more and more Pokemon would have come, hoping to get lucky, until Murkrow and Slowpoke could no longer fight.

A decisive, unrelenting kill might serve as a deterrent to nearby Pokemon. In the beginning, most of the attacks were made by the most powerful Pokemon in the area, so when they were killed, no other Pokemon dared to attack. But as they reached new areas, new Pokemon would attack without fear of death.

Murkrow and Slowpoke were willing to kill any Pokemon that dared to attack them after the Golduck incident. Their resentment towards the Golduck was directed towards the Pokemon that came to them to die.

As the blood of fallen Pokemon stained the forest floor, Murkrow and Slowpoke's killing intent grew stronger, a faint scent of blood hanging heavy in the air. Fewer and fewer Pokemon dared to challenge them.

The journey that should have taken an hour, stretched on for nearly two, the trio battling their way through a never-ending horde of attackers. But despite the difficulties, the outcome was positive. Murkrow's level had risen to 18, and while Slowpoke's level had not increased, he had grown more proficient in his moves and more attuned to fighting under Cain's command. Most importantly, he was beginning to learn how to pace himself in battle and respond quickly to attacks.

As they made their way back to the main path, Cain couldn't help but wonder if it was fate that had led him to flee from the Raticate colony and stumble upon the waterfall, where he had met Slowpoke and taken him under his wing.

With a small sigh, Cain said, "Finally back on this path, it took a while," smiling bitterly. "Let's rest a little, prepare lunch, and then continue on our way in the afternoon."

With a fire built from dead branches and leaves, Cain took out two of the four rabbits he had caught by hand that day, as well as some salt and pepper from his Team Rocket belt. He skinned the rabbits with his dagger, removed their entrails and cleaned them with water with the help of Slowpoke. Soon, two fluffy rabbits were transformed into two pieces of delicious rabbit meat.

It didn't take long for four crispy golden rabbits to appear, and by then, Murkrow and Slowpoke, who had fought all morning, were already in front of him, their gaze fixed on the golden rabbit meat. Although Pokeblocks were more nutritious and tasted good, Murkrow couldn't resist Cain's expert roasting skills and always filled his stomach with Pokeblocks after eating the roast meat.

As Slowpoke laid eyes on the sizzling rabbit meat, drool began to pool at the corners of his mouth. He remembered the first time he had tasted Cain's grilled fish and couldn't wait to indulge in this new delicacy.

Cain, with a smile on his face, expertly cut one of the roasted rabbits in half with his dagger, keeping a portion for himself, placing a whole rabbit in Murkrow's bowl and giving the rest to Slowpoke. Slowpoke, who could eat much more than Murkrow, could devour two and a half rabbits effortlessly. The rest of his stomach would be filled with berries he would pluck using Confusion on their journey.

"All right, let's get started," Cain said, and with his permission, Murkrow and Slowpoke eagerly dug in.

Murkrow was the first to finish, his greedy gaze fixed on the last rabbit in Slowpoke's bowl before lowering his head to eat the Pokeblocks Cain had prepared for him. Slowpoke had wanted to share with his companion, but when Murkrow refused, he didn't push the matter.

The leisurely lunch came to an end, and as the scent of the roast wafted through the forest, some Pokemon were attracted, but upon seeing Murkrow and Slowpoke and feeling the faint killing intent emanating from them, they quickly retreated.

After the meal, Cain once again examined the map to plan their next move.

As Cain returned to the main route, he knew that while the distance would allow him to reach his destination in one day, the many Pokemon he would encounter along the way would slow his progress. The deeper he ventured into the forest, the higher the level of the Pokemon he would encounter and the more difficult the path would become.

But with Murkrow and Slowpoke back to full strength after a midday rest and lunch, the trio set out once more, deeper into the forest.

Not long after they had left, a group of people appeared at the spot where Cain had just roasted his meal. The leader of the group, a man with a white slender hand and a sly smile, walked over to the ashes left behind, reached out and touched the warm ashes, then brought it to his nose and sniffed.

With his back to his companions, he gave a grim smile and murmured, "What a coincidence, Cain!" The last two words were spoken through clenched teeth.

One of the men behind him, noticing his actions, stepped forward and tapped him on the shoulder, "Found anything yet? Soros?"


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