thefictionvixens Chapter 642 I Have a Career Plan
Chapter 642 I Have a Career Plan
Chapter 642 I Have a Career Plan
"I've fought for your opportunity!"
With a dark expression, Dakto walked towards Natsume and Takenori, preparing to give up his place.
Natsume's lips twitched.
You're trying to get an egg.
He kept his telekinetic powers outward, and the Dream God was caught off guard.
Natsume could clearly sense that the other person's emotions fluctuated the moment their gaze swept over the middle-parted hair, which is why they stopped.
Sure enough, before Darkdo could take two steps, Cresselia behind him teleported and appeared in front of Natsume and Ran.
Dakdo's expression changed slightly. After pausing for a moment, he quickly walked over as well.
"Who is this little guy?"
Almost instantly, the Dream Goddess and Natsume Takeran established a telepathic connection.
You mean it?
Natsume pointed to the middle-parted hair who was lying on his head, applying medicine to his buttocks.
"right."
Cressia nodded, her eyes gleaming with unparalleled delight.
"Pikachu!" I'm coming!
The man with the middle part rubbed his buttocks, pulled up his pants, and returned to his previous suit look.
It jumped down and strode forward, seemingly intending to talk to the God of Dreams.
Seeing this, Natsume did not stop them. He stepped back, intending to let the man with the middle parting and the dream god talk to each other personally.
The person with the middle parting has lingered here for so long, they must have sensed the other's presence.
Thinking of the divine authority within the parted-headed figure, Natsume's heart stirred slightly.
Although this guy with the middle parting is very lazy, he is still very attentive to the things he desires.
The other party must have been prepared.
As expected, under the watchful eyes of Natsume and Takenori, the girl with the middle parting flipped her hand and took out a comb from the dream space, carefully combing her hair.
The little hand flipped over again, and a bright bouquet of flowers appeared in its arms.
The child with the middle-parted hairstyle and a flower in his arms awkwardly walks towards Cresselia.
"Hmph!?"
Creseria watched in surprise as the ripples created when the man with the middle parting took something from the dream space, her gaze finally settling on the flowers in his arms.
The bouquet of flowers emitted a faint, milky-white mist.
These are no ordinary flowers; they were created by the man with the middle parting using his divine abilities!
Natsume's pupils contracted; this would consume divine power.
The other party actually wants to give it away?
For someone with an incomplete priesthood and an extremely stingy middle-part hairstyle, it was simply a pipe dream.
"Pikachu!" Here you go!
The man with the middle-parted hair walked up to Cresselia, jumped up, and handed her the bouquet of roses he was holding.
The moment they touched, the rose turned into a faint milky white glow and entered Cresselia's body.
General-purpose?
Upon seeing this, Natsume's pupils contracted slightly.
"Heh heh, thank you, little guy."
Creseria was overjoyed to receive the flowers, which stirred something in Darko's heart.
Does the Goddess of Dreams like roses?
"You can name any return gift you want."
A melodious voice arose, striking straight to the soul.
"Pikachu!"
Upon hearing this, the Chinese man happily rubbed his cheeks, looking somewhat embarrassed.
This was the first time Natsume had ever seen someone with a middle-part hairstyle show such a "shy" expression.
He was greatly surprised.
Moreover, not only that, when the person with the middle parting saw the Dream God, he didn't get excited like he would when he saw other divine beasts and rush up to "sleep" with her.
They were trying to gain some of the power of the clergy through this.
Is this the first time I've met my "colleague," and I'm feeling a little out of place?
"Express yourself boldly, with a middle parting."
"Be bold!"
Regardless, you should still encourage your own Pokémon.
Natsume cheered.
The boy with the middle parting tugged at his ears, squeezed his legs together, and said coyly, "Pikachu?"
(Could you give me your priesthood?)
Natsume:
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Crescentia: "6"
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Bamboo Orchid:
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"You're being way too bold."
With a forced smile, Natsume grabbed the two ears of the person with the middle parting and lifted them up.
However, just as Natsume lifted his middle-parted hair, it was gently lowered by a soft force.
It was Cressia who made the move.
Natsume turned his head, only to hear an unexpected answer.
"Sure, but it depends on your performance."
Having said that, Cresselia closed her eyes, and the moonlight shone even brighter, making her appear like a crescent moon illuminating the dim cave.
"ah!?"
Natsume stared wide-eyed at Cresselia in disbelief.
"Pikachu!"
The person with the center-parted hair had an "I knew it" look on their face, but before they could be happy, Natsume interrupted, "No way!"
"The clergy will become unbalanced."
Upon hearing the word "clergy," Dakto, who was standing to the side, suddenly looked up.
Clearly, Cresselia and Natsume Takenori have established a telepathic connection, but he wasn't added to the "group chat."
We can only guess what they are talking about.
"Clergy..."
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A hint of panic appeared on Dakdo's face.
He nodded eagerly: "Yes, that's right. Only when opposing divine duties exist in different individuals can balance be maintained!"
He spoke hastily, his voice flustered, which drew the attention of Natsume and Takeran.
This guy really came for this thing.
Natsume was somewhat displeased by Dakdo's sudden outburst.
But he still had to deliver a blow to the middle-parted hair: "It seems that you, Nightmare God, and Dream God are in a kind of tripartite divine office."
"Energy is interconnected."
At this point, Natsume paused for a moment.
He suddenly realized why the usually stingy man with the middle parting would gather such a special bouquet of flowers for Cresselia.
Besides trying to gain favor, it's more likely a test.
"However, if you were to assume the divine authority of Crescentia, the ratio would be 2 to 1, and the balance would be broken."
Natsume's gaze swept back and forth between the dream god and the middle-parted head.
Cressia remained immersed in the moonlight, seemingly doing nothing.
The man with the middle parting was touching his chin, seemingly carefully considering Natsume's words.
"Pikachu".
Suddenly, the person with the middle parting leaned closer and whispered in Natsume's ear.
"What does it mean to eliminate Darkrai after this and unify the three powers?"
Natsume stared wide-eyed in bewilderment.
"Pikachu—" The man with the middle parting rolled his eyes silently.
Otherwise, why would it encourage Hoopa to come to Sinnoh to "care" for Dark-type Pokémon among so many regions?
And what's more, it just happens to be Water Vein City, the nightmare of the entire city?
Its ultimate goal in establishing the Fathers is to become both the God of Nightmares and the God of Dreams!
However... I originally thought that the one creating nightmares here was the Nightmare God... but now, the Dream God has been attracted here instead.
The results were roughly the same.
They all have career planning, okay?
Trainers who don't understand shouldn't cause trouble.
With his hair parted in the middle, Pikachu waved his hand dismissively, his face conveying an expression that said, "You don't need to worry about this."
Natsume's lips twitched as he watched.
Just then, Cresselia, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened her eyes.
The moment they opened their eyes, the moonlight, like falling silver, enveloped everyone.
Amidst the blinding white light, the group disappeared into the cave.
My gaze refocused, and before me lay an incredibly chaotic city.