Novel Full Chapter 986: Chapter 1203: Caught
Chapter 986: Chapter 1203: Caught
Looking at Zeraora, who seemed ready to risk its life if he said another word, Julian's lips curled slightly upward. Seeing the embarrassment and irritation in the other's eyes, he continued, "What I know is far more than just that."
As he spoke, he deliberately dragged out the last part a bit.
At the same time, he looked at Zeraora with a teasing gaze.
Zeraora's heart jolted, but it still forced itself to stay calm, putting on a serious expression as it stubbornly said, "Apart from those two things, I don't have anything else. Nothing!"
The final "nothing" was said even louder, as if telling Julian, 'I won't be bullied by you.'
"Really?"
Julian looked at it, his eyes growing even more playful.
"Hm? Let me think… which of those embarrassing stories of yours should I start with? Right, let's begin with the most recent one."
"About a month ago—"
When Zeraora heard "a month ago," its heart skipped a beat, and its serious expression immediately showed a hint of panic, though it didn't stop Julian.
Zeraora: 'I bet you're just bluffing.'
Seeing this, Julian continued unhurriedly, "A month ago, a Meganium came to you, hoping you could do it a favor—play the villain so it could stage a 'hero saving the beauty' act and win the heart of the one it loved."
"As the Lightning Hero, you naturally agreed without hesitation."
"But you got too into playing the villain and accidentally beat that Meganium severely."
"And then you even discovered that the one it loved was actually another male Meganium."
Things like homosexuality existed in human society, and also in the Pokémon world—there was really nothing strange about it.
After recounting this, Julian's gaze toward Zeraora became rather odd.
"I wonder how that Meganium who asked for your help is doing now. It asked for your help and you beat it up... tsk tsk."
"Zeraora, you really did quite a 'good job' helping."
Zeraora was extremely embarrassed at the moment. Hearing Julian's words, its face flushed red as it said, "I had already sensed that something was off about it, so I beat it up."
It had actually managed to force an excuse to cover it up.
But it didn't matter—during Zeraora's more than forty-plus years of life, there had been plenty of such embarrassing incidents. Julian could continue with the second one.
"Alright then, I'll continue with the second story, and let's this one be a bit more intense."
Julian thought for a moment, then said, "This one happened about thirty years ago—quite a while back—but I imagine it's something you'll never forget for the rest of your life."
"You've always been on good terms with the Aipom tribe. That time they invited you to drink their Monkey Wine that had been brewed for a full ten years. But you accidentally had a bit too much."
"On your way home, you saw three Poochyena pups nursing from their mother, a Mightyena. You suddenly got curious—what does that milk taste like?"
"So you did something utterly outrageous. You actually—"
"Stop! Don't say it!"
Before Julian could finish, Zeraora cut him off and clamped a paw directly over his mouth.
"Mmph! Mmph!"
Julian struggled for a moment, and Zeraora reluctantly let go.
"So, will you agree to become my Pokémon or not? If you refuse, I'll go tell this story to every single Pokémon in the area."
"I'm sure they'd all love to know that the Lightning Hero, the Lord of Thunder, the great wanderer Zeraora, did so many absurd things in the past."
"And they'll definitely help spread the word for me."
Julian's words were like a knife stabbing into Zeraora's heart.
Here in this forest, Zeraora's reputation was resounding, and it even had some fame in the surrounding regions. If they ever found out about these things…
There would be no way for it to stay here anymore.
'I can just move somewhere else.' Zeraora thought to itself, 'The world is vast, I can go see it'.
Besides, it had been wanting to leave this place for a while now anyway.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Deoxys is a Psychic-type First-class Legendary. If it wants to, it can broadcast these stories—with images—across the entire secret realm."
"And with visuals, too. Wouldn't that be even more entertaining?"
"By then, even a roadside Oddish would know about you, Zeraora."
"Speaking of Oddish… I wonder if you still remember those first few years after you were born—you always used Oddish to wipe yourself, to the point that all the Oddish around your home would avoid you when they saw you."
As Julian spoke, Zeraora kept stepping back, retreating again and again, until its back hit a tree.
Its finger trembled as it pointed at Julian, voice filled with grief and indignation: "You even know that! You... you're a demon!"
It had thought about simply relocating, but now that plan was ruined. That First-class Legendary actually had the ability to broadcast its past, complete with images, to the entire secret realm.
This made the prideful Zeraora feel like it might as well slit its own throat—but even that would be useless. Even if it died, the others' memories of it wouldn't disappear.
It would even become gossip for them over meals.
"Calling me a demon is a bit much. But don't worry—if you become my Pokémon, all your past deeds, I'll take them with me to the grave."
Julian looked at it with a cheerful smile.
'Weren't you so proud? Didn't you say even First-class Legendaries couldn't do anything to you? Let's see if I can't handle you this time.'
"You're threatening me."
Zeraora's expression suddenly darkened; it was clearly furious.
"Yep, that's exactly what I'm doing. So, are you going to agree or not? And it's not like you can kill me. So if you refuse, by tomorrow, every Pokémon in this secret realm will know all about the Lightning Hero, the Lord of Thunder. Oh, right—you also gave yourself a third title once."
"It was… Swift as the Wind, right?"
"I actually think 'Swift as the Wind' is a better than the first two, but you only used it for less than a month."
Scratch, scratch—the ground was almost dug into a hole by Zeraora.
Damn it. How on earth did this human know all its dark history?
"Fine, I agree."
As soon as Zeraora said those words, it was as if all the strength had drained from its body. Even its yellow fur seemed to lose its usual luster in that moment.
It couldn't run. It couldn't win in a fight. And even if it took its own life, this human still wouldn't let it off the hook.
What other choice did it have? It could only join him.
"If you had done this earlier, wouldn't that have been better?"
Julian rolled his eyes. This guy was nothing but a glutton for punishment—refusing to budge when led, but rushing forward when pushed back.
He tossed out a Poké Ball, and Zeraora offered no resistance, allowing itself to be drawn inside.
With Legendary and Mythical Pokémon, unless they sincerely choose to follow you, even if you force them into a Poké Ball, the unique aura they possess will gradually destroy the ball from the inside out.
That was why Julian had gone to such lengths to make sure Zeraora was "sincerely" willing to be caught.
If it had been any ordinary Pokémon, he would have just caught it long ago. He never would have wasted so many words.
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