Manor Lord in the Pokémon World

Chapter 227

That powerful artifact was swallowed whole by the single sword sheath...

Fangzhou felt as if his heart was bleeding.

That gourd was painstakingly grown by the tropical dragon, and Mr. Steel and Clint spent several days of hard work to polish it into a top-quality item!

That's it? Gone just like that?

He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to hang the scabbard upside down and make it spit out, and squatted down. "How are you? After you swallowed the gourd, is there anything that feels uncomfortable?"

No matter how important the items are, nothing is more important than your own Pokémon.

"Clang clang?"

The single sword sheath tilted its blade slightly, and its single eye blinked, as if it were seriously trying to understand Fang Zhou's words.

It was quiet for a moment, the sword tassel drooping gently, as if it were looking inward at its own body.

Fangzhou didn't urge it, but simply squatted quietly in front of it, his gaze sweeping from the tip of its sword to the tassel.

A moment later, the single eye on the scabbard suddenly lit up and then curved into a crescent moon.

The blade floated gently up and down, and the tassel swayed back and forth, giving the entire sword a visible sense of pleasure.

I feel no discomfort.

It felt better than ever before, its body was warm and its strength had increased significantly.

One word—

Cool!

That's good.

Fang Zhou let out a long breath, reached out and touched the blade of the single-edged sword in its scabbard; the metal his fingertips touched was slightly warm.

Come to think of it, after Dujianshe swallowed the gourd, he looked completely satisfied, and didn't seem uncomfortable at all.

A sense of regret followed.

The gourd that Tropical Dragon painstakingly grew, and the exquisite tool that Mr. Steel and his team painstakingly crafted over several days, were now swallowed whole by the single sword sheath.

If they find out, they'll probably explode on the spot.

Finally, Fangzhou remembered something.

He opened the system panel and brought up the current information page of the single sword sheath.

[Elf: Single-edged Sword Sheath (Enhanced Absorption)]

Gender: Male

[Characteristic: No defense]

[Growth Stage: Elite Level]

[Skills: Sword Dance (Beginner), Impact (Beginner), Combo Slash (Beginner), Follow-up Strike (Beginner)...]

[Affection Level: 80 (It's willing to stand up for you)]

[Mood: 90 (Delicious, I'm so full)]

[Enhanced Absorption: In addition to absorbing life energy, it can also absorb other types of energy.]

Sure enough, this sight brightened Fang Zhou's eyes.

Devouring? Enhanced Devouring Power?

In other words, the single-edged sword sheath originally possessed the ability to absorb.

It had already witnessed this when it was just born.

After researching, Fangzhou learned that Saber Sheath, like other Ghost-type Pokémon, feeds on life energy.

However, besides that, because the sword is made of metal and has the properties of steel, it can also consume some minerals, and high-quality minerals can greatly enhance its strength.

However, they do not eat these ordinary foods.

However, his own sword sheath was somewhat different.

From the day it hatches, it can devour parsnip and convert the energy in the parsnip into its own power.

Now, after swallowing the gourd, his abilities have been further enhanced, and he is now able to devour more powerful items to strengthen himself.

A flash of inspiration struck Fang Zhou.

The Feast of Prayer is in two days, and I'm going to participate in a competitive eating contest.

The rules of the competition only stated that it was about who could eat the fastest, but they didn't emphasize that it had to be done with the mouth!

The black mist emanating from the sword sheath devours all the food; isn't that also a form of consumption?

I'm a fucking genius!

He originally planned to send either the Tropical Dragon or the Salamence to participate in the eating contest, since they were the largest and had the biggest appetites in the manor.

But now there are better players.

"Lone Sword Sheath, the eating contest in a few days is up to you. You must do your best."

Although Dujianchao didn't know what a competitive eating contest was, he sensed the anticipation from Fangzhou's excited tone.

Its tassel swung sharply, the entire blade taut, like a sword about to be drawn from its sheath; its single eye widened, and it uttered a powerful, resounding cry—

"Clang! Clang!!!"

Ark was amused by its reaction, patted the sword, and stood up.

Meanwhile, inside the Fat Koopa Guild.

Although the Electabuzz Guild has now disbanded, no one can stop Kecleon from buying food to sell inside the dungeon.

But after tasting the farm's delicious crops, everyone no longer looked down on the vendors who had previously refused to sell them food.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Therefore, the Fat Koops Guild has maintained a stable cooperative relationship with the Manor.

After making another deal with the guild and delivering food to the manor with a team of Hunting Butterflies, Whimsicott was about to leave when he saw Guild Master Jigglypuff approaching.

"Um... Wind Fairy." After a moment's hesitation, President Jigglypuff finally spoke.

"Everyone really wants to visit your manor, I wonder... if it's convenient for you?"

The other Pokémon nearby pretended not to care and continued to work.

The Bigtooth Raccoon is organizing the goods, the Bad Frog is wiping the table, and the Kecleon is checking the accounts.

But it was obvious that they were all distracted, their eyes sneaking glances in this direction, some with their ears perked up, and some with their hands frozen in place.

"Would you like to visit the manor?"

The wind sprite was taken aback, clearly not expecting that everyone would have such thoughts.

It tilted its head. Don't people generally dislike humans?

Previously, people were hostile to human Pokémon, and even accepted Whimsicott only because of its delicious food.

However, the Wind Fairy is now the guild's strongest member. After witnessing its power in guild battles, everyone now has great respect for it.

This also extends to a deep respect for the Wind Fairy's manor.

The fact that the farm could produce such amazing crops has piqued the curiosity of not only the guild leader, Jigglypuff, but also every Pokémon in the guild.

Seeing the Wind Fairy's expression, Jigglypuff President panicked and quickly added as if to make amends.

"Don't worry, we will definitely not cause any trouble for the manor owner. If... if you are really worried, we can watch from a distance outside the manor."

The chubby president's expression became uneasy, and his two hands unconsciously tugged at the feathers of the noisy bird butler who was pretending to clean diligently.

But the wind fairy's expression changed again, and she nodded happily.

"Beep beep beep!"

Everyone at the manor is very friendly and will definitely welcome everyone from the guild to come and visit!

Actually, Wind Fairy had wanted to invite everyone over before, and Ark had also mentioned it.

However, at that time it had not yet revealed its identity and had joined secretly, so it dared not mention it at all.

Whenever someone from the guild asks where the Wind Fairy lives, it stammers and changes the subject.

Upon hearing that Whimsicott had agreed to everyone's request, the Pokémon around it immediately stopped pretending.

Bigtooth the raccoon threw its broom on the ground, and Bad Frog threw its rag into the bucket, cheering loudly.

After the Wind Fairy returned, the Noisy Bird Steward cleared his throat, jumped onto the table, and folded his wings behind his back, like a general about to deliver an important speech.

It looked around and, seeing that all the Pokémon's eyes were focused on it, then spoke, its voice full of energy:

"When we visit a human's manor, we're not just representing ourselves, but our guild. So—it would be best to bring a small gift."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Pokémon around him lowered their eyes.

It's not that they're unwilling to prepare a gift, it's just that...

Those crops are amazing. Do you really think they'll even look at the things I bring with me?

Giving away a few tree fruits picked up by the roadside would be shameful, wouldn't it?

The cloaked dragon next to them had an idea.

"Every time that human trades with us, he asks for all sorts of items, which means he really likes these things. We can bring the items we get from exploring the maze with us."

The other Pokémon's eyes lit up when they heard this.

They don't have many other things, but they do have quite a few props.

Each time you explore a dungeon, you can find all sorts of items, and each Pokémon has accumulated quite a few.

Moreover, each expedition only allows one or two items to be carried, and more are not allowed, so most of them remain idle in the warehouse, covered in dust.

The Pokémon made up their minds and started chattering about what items to bring. Some said they wanted to bring the best, while others said they wanted to bring the rarest.

The final decision is to visit the Pokémon Manor tomorrow.

The next day, just as the sun rose over the horizon and its orange-red rays began to paint the eastern clouds, everyone gathered in the guild hall.

The team was lined up neatly in two rows, with President Fatcat standing at the front, holding a small flag with a crooked, smiling face of Fatcat drawn on it.

"May you smile all the way!"

"I will absolutely not run away!"

"Work hard!"

President Fatcat walked at the front, holding a small flag, with the Chatty Bird Butler beside him.

The other Pokémon followed behind, their backpacks bulging with carefully selected gifts, and the whole team set off in a grand procession.

……

Inside the manor, Ark placed a large pile of food in front of the sword sheath.

The aroma of food mingled together, filling the entire yard.

The surrounding Pokémon, including Salamence, Tropius, and Aurasaurus, formed a circle, curiously examining their little brother, Saberblade.

Even Squirtle, who had just been released from solitary confinement, squeezed in and peered inside curiously.

According to the manor's slang, this should be called an induction ceremony.

Squirtle scratched its head.

The manor is quite large, and there are indeed many Pokémon there.

I had heard Coco Dora mention before that there are many gangs in the manor!

Although Tropical Dragon had hinted at it several times, intentionally or unintentionally, that it should join the planting group.

"The planting team is self-reliant; they grow whatever they want to eat!"

But after careful consideration, Squirtle decided that if he were to hold an induction ceremony, he would definitely choose his good friend Cocoyado.

Cocodora is still a lone commander; although he is the leader of the mineral group, he has no members.

Seeing that Pokémon like Tropius and Swablu were eyeing the sword sheath in the middle, Squirtle knew that they were vying for its members.

"Single Sword Sheath," Fang Zhou pointed to the mountain of food in front of him, his expression serious, "try eating all of this in one go?"

He emphasized, "Don't force yourself. Stop eating immediately if you can't eat anymore, understand?"

The entire blade of the single-edged sword moved up and down as if nodding, full of fighting spirit.

Under the expectant gazes of all the Pokémon, a thick black mist emanated from its sword.

The black mist was different from before.

It used to be just a thin layer, like a light veil or cooking smoke.

Now it is thick and turbulent, like ink dripping into water, like dark clouds pressing down overhead.

I don't know if it's because the sword sheath has grown bigger these days, which is why there's more black mist, or if it's because it ate the gourd.

The black mist emanating from this time was two to three times larger than the first time it was used, surging out in an overwhelming manner, like an invisible giant hand that instantly enveloped all the food.

The Pokémon watching nearby gasped in surprise.

The black mist slowly contracted and condensed, like the receding tide, gradually returning to the sheath of the sword.

The moment the black mist completely disappeared, the food on the field was already—

Empty!

The plate was spotless, without a single crumb, as if it had been washed.

Meanwhile, in Ark's field of vision, the experience points of the single sword sheath began to increase rapidly!

This is... terrifying!

These foods were indeed converted into energy for the sword sheath, enhancing its abilities!

If there were enough resources, wouldn't it be possible to push the strength of the single sword sheath to the dojo level, or even the king level, in a short period of time?

The speed at which it improves its abilities is much easier than other Pokémon.

However, there should still be an upper limit.

The sword sheath let out a burp, its single eye half-closed, looking completely satisfied.

It indicated that it was just right; any more food would be too much for it to eat.

Fangzhou nodded secretly.

However, this is already terrifying. Moreover, once the sword sheath has fully digested the power, its strength will reach a new level, and its devouring ability will definitely be enhanced.

At that time...

Fangzhou smiled slightly, already looking forward to the eating contest at the Prayer Festival.

Around noon, a series of Pokémon chants rang out outside the manor, clear, powerful, and coming from afar.

"May you always be smiling!"

"I will absolutely not run away—!"

"Work hard!"

The members of the Fat Koding Guild have arrived.

(Okay, that's where the story of this book ends. Actually, there's still a lot more to write. I've given each Pokémon its own story, its own development path, and its own highlight moments. The upcoming battle against Mewtwo has also been a long-term setup. But it's obvious that the writing has fallen apart, including the period when I stopped updating. I've been trying to figure things out, but I've lost a lot of enthusiasm. After thinking about it for a long time, I think it's better to start over. I should be able to write the next book again. Thank you to all the readers who have supported me. See you again someday.)