Rope and the others soon walked into the small village.
At the entrance to the village, there was a wooden statue of Arceus...
Rope's eyes were amused by the fact that it resembled the statue of The Crown Tundra's Calyrex.
Is it possible that there's a quest for an avatar here too?
Should we look for Nebby again?
Rope laughed at his own idea, and Whitley and Hoopa looked at Rope's smiling face, momentarily puzzled. But Rope had puzzled them about a lot of things. Now it was just the little things.
"Rope, let's go inside." Whitley tugged at Rope's sleeve on one side, then looked back into the village, "Why does it feel like the village is cold and empty."
Hoopa nodded, indeed, there weren't even many people in the village amongst his senses.
Mewtwo had his eyes tightly closed, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Rope returned to his senses, turned his head and said with a smile, "It's quite normal, the rich and powerful have all gone out to make a living, only the old people, and the children of those families who can't afford to take their own children out with them are around."
Rope's original world also had such things. There was indeed no way to avoid it, the gap between the small mountain villages and the big cities sometimes hated to fork off for decades. In such a situation let these small mountain villages what right do they have to keep those young and strong laborers?
"Let's go, go inside and have a look."
Rope said, then walked towards the front.
This itself was a very insignificant small village. Rope wasn't worried about any dangers in it, he himself could handle most of them. Not to mention the fact that he was surrounded by two powerful level one gods and his own Pokémon, the only ones to be afraid would be those who were out to get him.
There was a small square in the village, and there were a few old men sunbathing in the small square.
One old man slightly raised his eyelids and saw the image of a man and a woman staying with a Pokémon, and under the sunlight, it was a very beautiful and harmonious scene.
Then the old man rolled over in his recliner.
Who cares if you are beautiful or not, harmonious or not. The old man wants to sleep.
In his heart, he thought so and so, and then he felt a surge of tiredness in his heart, and yawned, intending to have a good night's sleep.
Rope's five senses were so sensitive that he easily noticed the old man's movements, and was a bit speechless when he saw this.
It seemed as if he wasn't very popular.
Of course, the other old man who was sunbathing also saw Rope and Whitley, and got up from his recliner, then walked towards Rope and them.
Rope and Whitley looked at each other and together they greeted the old man in his direction.
"What are you two doing in our village? It's been a while since anyone came to our little village. Usually just the occasional Officer Jenny and Nurse Joy come to work. I wonder who you few are?"
Whitley was a little puzzled by the names Jenny and Joy.
Rope could see her confusion, but instead of answering her right away, he spoke to the old man first, "We are researchers, old sir, in charge of researching the original myths of Arceus and the related Sinnoh region."
"Your place...looks very ancient."
Rope looked around at the architectural style and furnishings as he said this, and was quite amazed. He was somewhat impressed by such furnishings, but there were not remembering them that clearly.
"Hahaha, then you've come to the right place, our village and some other villages believe in Lord Arceus!" The old man laughed at Rope's words with a proud look on his face.
Rope, on the other hand, took advantage of his pride to popularize some knowledge to Whitley.
"Jenny's job, apart from the usual arrests you see, interrogations and such, there are some that specialize in the collection of demographics and related livelihood issues. And Joy has also been known to make door-to-door inquiries for some of these villages under normal circumstances. Of course, both Joy and Jenny only brought people with them. This kind of work usually doesn't require them to actually do it themselves."
At the end of the day Joy and Jenny were both big clans as well, and there was basically no such thing as a bottom. As long as they're in office, they're bound to be managers, and the people who can really manage them are either people from their own clans, or people who have a certain status in the League who can command or manage them, or else no one else is qualified to do so.
Just like Daisy could easily take up a position in the League if she wanted to.
It's good to have a tree at your back.
After briefly explaining to Whitley, Rope turned to the old man and said: ''Elderly man, when did your faith start? And are there any stories that have been passed down?"
Rope inquired somewhat tentatively.
He also didn't know if the questions he was asking were taboo in this village. So he was also cautious in his questioning, and as long as the other party showed the slightest bit of reluctance, he would immediately change the topic.
Of course, a secret investigation can't run away. When exploring people's secrets, as long as they are not found out, they will not be offended.
Rope had the same thought, but the old man clearly had no intention of hiding anything. Instead, it was as if he was just waiting for Rope to ask this question.
He laughed twice, then said: ''Let's do it this way, you guys came to my house just as it was about to be time to eat. I'll have the old woman at home make you guys some food as well, and we'll talk about it while we eat."
With that, he turned around with a smile and walked towards the location of a certain private house behind him.
Rope and Whitley looked at each other again. hoopa also passed Rope a look, signaling that it was basically impossible to be in danger.
So Rope nodded, relieved to follow the old man's footsteps.
"Yo! Village Chief! Is this a guest? A relative of your family!"
"Nope! It's a passing researcher, here to investigate some myths!"
"Haha! Then you really have finally found someone to talk to, Village Chief!"
On the not-so-long stretch of road, the old man known as the village headman basically joked and greeted every single one of them along the way, and Rope and Whitley were their talking points.
Whitley was quite uncomfortable with people judging her the most, but seeing as these were old people and Rope didn't have much of a face to show for it, she held her tongue and didn't make a sound.
She trusted Rope's judgment. If Rope felt that what these old people said was an offense to them, then Rope would never let it go. There was no difference between a child and an old man in his eyes.
Whether it was a child who thought he could get away with being young and ignorant; whether it was a child who relied on the old and disrespected the old for the sake of the old. Age was never one's talisman.
At least Rope definitely didn't think so. Children need to be beaten, and old people need to be disciplined. Your repeated forbearance would never be rewarded with understanding the next time, only intensification.
With a tilt of her head, Rope could see Whitley's confusion.
"You can actually tell that these old folks don't have anything else to talk about other than us. I don't know how long they've been here, but they're probably done telling each other what they can tell each other. So the fact that we just showed up is a rare lead-in for them to say a few words."
He'd brought Whitley out for those same reasons, if anything were to happen then it would be hard for Whitley, who didn't know any of these things, to hold his discipline together.
Although there was Daisy to hold the big picture, Daisy was ultimately not a professional in this discipline. So Whitley had to make her own decisions.
This was Rope hand in hand. Though he had said that he would take Yutsuki and the girls into the institute, and had the intention of bringing Koko back as a student. But time is short. It's fine for Rope to look for clues. Teaching another student?
Give Rope a break. He's a slacker himself. If it wasn't for Professor Oak's commission and his inexplicable feelings for Mei, he wouldn't even want to take Whitley on.
Whitley listened to Rope's explanation and nodded then said, "By the way, Rope, according to your current train of thought, is this village headman also so enthusiastic about us because he wants to talk to people too much?"
Rope gave a thumbs up towards Whitley as a compliment one her.
They were some distance away from the old man in front of them, and they spoke in a low voice, so they weren't worried about whether or not the old man would hear them while they were talking.
People were pretty much not saying bad things about others. It's really hard.
So the main thing about badmouthing people behind their backs was to not let others hear.
"Here we are, in front is my house."
The village chief smiled and pointed to the opinionated hut in front of him before turning his head towards that side once again.
Rope and the others naturally followed closely.
Before long, they entered the house.
The house didn't look big, but it was well organized and didn't look cluttered, so it didn't look that crowded.
"Old woman! There are guests coming! Make something delicious!"
As soon as he entered the courtyard, the village chief shouted towards the house.
"A guest is coming? Not granddaughter?"
A voice that was gentle with an old look in it traveled over to Rope's ears.
It did sound as if there was nothing wrong with it.
Rope herself nodded secretly, to say that there were no scruples at all about coming here would be bullshit. Although some people were just so warm and kind. But one must be on guard.
It is now, Rope seems to still maintain the entity, but in fact, the inside of the body has long been transformed into a flame, ready to strike at any time.
Soon, an old woman came out of the house with the same gentle smile on her face.
The first thing she did when she came out was to look at the youth in front of her, and then couldn't help but mentally exclaim ''This kid is so handsome!'' .
Rope has a face that is truly capable of eating the world.
"Greetings, granny, we are researchers passing through and would like to ask the village chief some questions related to the myths and legends of your village."
Rope smiled very politely and greeted the old lady, also explaining his intentions.
The old lady looked like she had seen the world as well. Smiling, she said to Rope, "Oh, are you mythologists? Then please have a seat. Our old man is not good at anything else, only telling stories to others is not bad. And there aren't many embellishments to the stories told."
The village chief was blowing his beard on the side, not very happy about his old lady revealing her shortcomings.
Rope wasn't really very good at dealing with old people. Especially strange old men like this.
"Hahaha, you're joking, the village chief must have his own strengths if he can be the village chief!"
That was all Rope could do to snort.
The old lady smiled gently, then said to Rope, "You guys stay here for lunch today as well, it just so happens that my granddaughter is coming back today as well, she's also a mythology scholar, so you guys might be able to communicate with each other as well."
Whitley's expression was a bit complicated when she heard this.
He thought to himself, "You really dare to say that, there are only a few people who can talk to Rope about 'exchanging' rather than curating nowadays..."
But the old lady didn't bother to look at Whitley, the little girl, in the face. She looked at Rope, and naturally had something else on her mind.
"Well, come, come, come, I'll tell you the story of our place, by the way, I haven't asked yet. What's your name?"
The Mayor enthusiastically walked over to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down then greeted Rope and Whitley as they took their seats.
Rope and Whitley were not too polite and Rope smiled and said, "My name is Rope, so start talking and I'll listen."
With that, he tapped his backpack. Gesturing for Rotom to start recording the relevant information.
The village chief then pretended to ponder for a while, and mumbled, "Where do I start?"
Without waiting for a few seconds, he opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind about something and spoke from somewhere.
"That said, our village used to be big in Sinnoh! That was a very distant past. That was our area, known as the 'Hisui' region..."
Rope and Whitley listened attentively to the village headman's story. Whitley didn't know about the Hisui region, whereas Rope had heard about it. There were legends in the original world before crossing over that Pokémon would have a Hisui region.
Later, when Rope checked the relevant literature, she did find out about this region, but the time was too far away, so even if she could find out about it, what she found out was only a few words.
I didn't expect that this time I would actually come across a place with such an ancient legend. It was really good luck.
Hoopa was also listening with great interest; he had never been to the Hisui region. He had not been to the Hisui region. At that time, although their strength was comparable to that of today, their proficiency was still a bit lower. Moreover, he hadn't explored his own region completely, plus now that he thought about it, the Hisui region was Arceus's territory. No one would have nothing to do but visit Arceus' home.
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At the entrance of the village, a pretty young girl in her regular clothes looked at the village with a happy smile.
As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the skinny old lady from afar.
The old lady also saw her and greeted her with a smile.
"Woah! Grandma!!!"
The girl screamed, and then rushed towards the old lady's side with a huff again.
The old lady had a smile on her face and then embraced the girl tightly.
"Grandma! I missed you so much!!!"
The girl was very excited, she had been out for another half a year or so this time. Her parents didn't come back home easily. She had always been very close to her grandparents, and had come back on her own to visit them from time to time after her job, but of course, not very diligently.
After all, she had her own work to do. People are so busy that they forget about everything else. Sometimes even the loved ones can be ignored, let alone grandparents who do not see a few times a year.
But to still be able to find time to return to the old man's side was already very good.
"Grandma misses you too!"
The old lady touched the girl's head, the bottom of her eyes were endlessly kind.
"Go, go home, grandma made you something delicious!"
"I want to eat Sitrus Berry pie!"
"Don't worry, it's done!"
"Ahh! Thanks Grandma!"
So the girl hugged the old lady even tighter.
As the two walked down the road, all the old people on one side were also speaking again.
"Ahh, it's Diana who's back! Coming to see your grandparents again! What a filial child!"
"That's right, Diana is able to come back, hey, those little heartless ones at my home haven't come back for a long time."
"Who says it's not! Your family's one is actually okay. There's still a phone call. Me, what is there?"
Diana was actually more than a little upset as she listened to those words.
She hadn't been back for half a year, and this was considered a diligent return... hell knows what those adults were busy with...
"Diana! Do you have a boyfriend?"
The old lady asked with a smile on her face.
"No, not yet, I'm busy working! I'm not in a hurry!"
Diana said something she didn't believe. Seriously, she was indeed quite busy, but to say that she didn't even have time for a relationship was definitely bullshit.
After all, not many people would be ambiguous on the major events of life.
But she herself was very chagrined about the fact that she couldn't find a boyfriend, after all, she wasn't ugly, and her job wasn't bad, so why was there just no one after her?
Diana herself was puzzled.
But obviously can not get any answer.
"Then let me tell you, you have to seize the opportunity today."
The old lady mysteriously said to her granddaughter.
Diana asked doubtfully, "Chance? What opportunity?"
"A very, very handsome young man that your grandfather abducted home. He is chatting at home and said that he will stay at home for lunch today. It's really especially handsome, you must grasp it!"
The old lady was afraid that her granddaughter would not be attentive, and repeatedly instructed.
But Diana was still, clueless even now.
"Grandma, human trafficking is against the law."
Although Diana didn't think that her grandparents could be so bold in finding a boyfriend for herself. But this kind of thing still needs to be guarded against.
"What human trafficking!"
The old lady looked at her stupid granddaughter with disgust and said, "That man came to our deposit to investigate some myths and legends. He said he was also a mythologist. Your grandpa likes to tell stories, as soon as I thought that you were coming back today, I left the man for dinner by the way, so you and the man can meet, in case it works out!"
Diana heard the old lady say this, and sort of figured out the cause and effect, and then she was crying and laughing.
What is this all about? What kind of person meets with someone without even knowing the other person's background...
"Do you know the person's name?"
Diana asked helplessly.
The old lady looked embarrassed, "Before he came out to pick you up, your grandfather asked him this question. But it was a bit far away, so I didn't hear it too well. It seems to be called Harlow something."
Diana slapped her head with a crippled look.
"Grandma! You don't even know what the person's name is and you're leaping your granddaughter to find someone else to be her boyfriend?"
The old lady was also feeling that she had gone a bit too far.
"But... he's really handsome!"
Ahem, men like pretty ones regardless of age. By the same token, women like handsome ones regardless of age as well. There was no difference in that. It's just the instinctive human pursuit of beauty.
Diana looked at her grandmother somewhat helplessly, not knowing what to say for a while.
After a long time, she suddenly asked, "Is it really that handsome?"
"Really handsome!"
"Then go!"
Diana thought to herself that the handsome man had arrived in front of her eyes, where was the reason not to see him!
Moreover, the other party is also a mythological scholar, he can also just communicate with the other party!
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"You're so concerned about the mythology of the Sinnoh region, but you don't sound like someone from the Sinnoh region. Rather, it's a bit like the dialect of the Kanto region."
The village chief asked with some confusion.
He had just told this little brother in front of him all the legends he knew related to the Hisui region and Arceus. This little girl beside the little brother would still ask more questions every now and then, which was quite an accomplishment for himself.
"Oh, Village Chief you also know how to speak the dialect of the Kanto region!"
Rope asked with interest instead.
The village chief was instantly happy and smiled, "That's right, and I can also hear that this little girl beside you is from the Unova region!"
"Let me tell you! When I was young, that too had traveled south and north. Only later when I got older, I didn't make much of a name for myself in the trainer's stream, and then I went home to inherit the position of the village head. Together with those industries left behind by the family, one can also mix clothes and food without worry."
"It's just a pity that our gang of old brothers at that time were all in a similar situation as me in the end. All returned to their respective villages as village chiefs."
Rope felt quite amused by what she heard and asked, "And with the village chief you used to travel with the other village second generation!"
"That's right! We were the best people in each village back then!"
Speaking of this, the village chief was still a bit proud of himself.
Then as if he suddenly thought of something, he said, "Right, since we're talking about this, I have to tell you that there are quite a few other villages that are the same as ours. At that time, even though we all played together, there were still too many people after all, and they were spread all over Sinnoh, so we didn't really count how many villages there were."
"But just from what I know, there should be some differences in the legends circulating in our various villages, so if you're really interested in them. Then why don't you go and take a look as well."
Rope listened to the village chief's words and instinctively felt like he had caught something.
But just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he heard the door being opened. And a happy shout.
"Grandpa, I'm back..."
Diana looked at the handsome man on the other side of the stone table, and her whole body was confused.
"Diana! You'll be back! Let me introduce you to this..."
"Professor Rope!!! Why are you here!!!"