Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 1010: Chapter 1227: Two Dogs And One Bird

Julian hadn't expected that even after he clearly said both of them would get a share, Moltres still wanted to hog it all—this bird's ambition was really something else.

Meanwhile, Arcanine's Poké Ball at his waist was practically about to burst open.

Julian pressed it down firmly—Arcanine had obviously heard what Moltres just said and was so angry it nearly forced its way out.

And they were still in midair—if Arcanine came out now, it would just fall straight down.

"Alright, stop talking. The treasure is actually the magma below—just soak in it," Julian said, patting Moltres on the neck while pointing downward.

Just then, a string of bubbles suddenly rose from the reddish-purple magma below. Julian thought nothing of it—it was perfectly normal for magma to bubble up now and then.

But the next moment, he saw a golden dog head suddenly pop out of the magma.

"Arf! Arf! Arf!"

A completely golden Arcanine was swimming in the magma—and it was even doing a dog paddle, its four limbs kicking happily through the molten surface.

Its expression looked relaxed… even joyful.

"Tres?"

Moltres: "What the hell, a golden dumb dog?!"

Moltres also noticed the golden Arcanine and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Its voice clearly startled the Arcanine below.

The golden Arcanine stopped swimming and looked up curiously, its gaze locking directly onto Moltres.

"Arf! Arf!"

Arcanine: "You dumb bird—you're the dumb one! Your whole family are dumb dogs!"

It hurled the insult right back at Moltres.

Hearing that, Julian's expression turned a bit strange.

If he wasn't absolutely certain this dog wasn't his own Arcanine, that tone alone was exactly the same.

He signaled Moltres to descend.

Metagross immediately put up a protective barrier around Julian—otherwise, with the extreme heat below, he would've been roasted on the spot—and well-done at that.

Moltres landed at the edge of the reddish-purple magma pool.

By now, the golden Arcanine had also climbed out of the magma.

But this Arcanine was a regional variant—a dual Fire/Rock-type.

After coming ashore, it glared at Moltres with hostility, completely ignoring Julian and Metagross.

"Dumb bird, say that again if you've got the guts!"

The Arcanine bared its fang at Moltres. Whether it was because it had been called a "dumb dog" or for some other reason, it simply found Moltres extremely irritating at first sight.

"Dumb dog, dumb dog, dumb dog—there, I've said it three times. Did you hear it clearly now?"

Moltres wasn't about to be intimidated. Not because it had absolute confidence in its own strength, but because it had absolute confidence in its trainer.

If it couldn't beat the opponent, its trainer would step in for it.

"I'll bite you to death!"

The Arcanine was completely enraged—after all these years, there was actually a bird daring to insult it like this.

Pop!

But just as it was about to charge forward, a Poké Ball at Julian's waist opened.

And then another Arcanine appeared right in front of it.

Julian's Arcanine was exceptionally well-developed—about one-third larger than most Arcanine. Compared to it, most others looked a size smaller.

But the Arcanine in front of it was actually about the same size.

Now, the two dogs stared at each other.

The golden Arcanine: 'Why does this one look so different from me? It looks kind of dumb… is it actually a dumb dog?'

Julian's Arcanine: 'That golden color is ridiculously tacky. How did our Arcanine line produce something with zero sense of style?'

The dogs' eyes were filled with nothing but mutual disdain.

The atmosphere was a little delicate now. Julian looked at the two big dogs, wondering if they were about to fight.

Arcanine either lived in packs or alone, but regardless, if an unknown Arcanine entered another's territory, it was considered a provocation.

And when it came to territorial instinct, Arcanine were quite fierce.

"Two dumb dogs."

The already tense atmosphere was instantly shattered by Moltres's mocking remark.

In an instant, both Arcanine that had been confronting each other turned to look at Moltres.

'Smack'

Julian's palm landed helplessly against his own forehead.

He didn't know whether the two Arcanine were dumb or not—but Moltres definitely was acting even dumber right now.

"Stupid bird, who are you calling that?"

Julian's Arcanine said angrily.

"Yeah, you stupid bird—just looking at you, anyone can tell there's something wrong with your brain."

The golden Arcanine looked at Moltres with pure disdain.

"I'm calling both of you dumb dogs—do you really need me to repeat it?"

"All day long, it's either wagging your tail or baring your teeth, not a shred of skill involved."

"And what are you staring at? You think your color looks good? Right now, you look like a pile of golden crap to me."

"You're not even as good as this dumb dog."

"It's a dumb dog, but I'd say you're the bigger dumb dog."

It was like Moltres had suddenly unlocked some hidden talent after seeing the two Arcanine—its beak fired insults like a machine gun, one after another without pause.

This only made the two Arcanine even angrier—but instead of a physical fight, they chose to argue back.

"Arf! Arf! Arf!"

"Arf! Arf! Arf!"

Julian's Arcanine: "Stupid bird, you don't even have teeth. And when you eat, you even secretly swallow rocks—honestly, it's hilarious."

Golden Arcanine: "Hahaha, so that's how it is—eating rocks? This stupid bird really must have something wrong with its brain."

"Actually, that makes sense. With such a long neck, its brain probably doesn't get enough blood—so it eats rocks to make up for it."

That hit Moltres right where it hurt. Its face flushed red as it snapped back: "You dumb dog, you're talking nonsense! Those are Fire Stones—they're part of my diet!"

"Arf! Arf!"

Arcanine: "You can't even lie properly. Fire Stones are clearly food for Tyranitar—you don't eat rocks. That one time, you just ate too much and needed rocks to digest."

"Who would've thought—the "mighty" bird actually eats rocks. Absolutely ridiculous!"

"Arf! Arf!"

Golden Arcanine: "Yeah, yeah, it's a total disgrace to birdkind. If I were you, I'd just bury my head in the ground and pretend to be a Dodrio."

The two dogs and one bird argued nonstop.

In Julian's ears, it was nothing but "Arf" and "Tres."

They were practically spraying spit onto each other's faces. And in this regard, the Arcanine had the advantage—their mouths were bigger, so naturally, more saliva flew out… and there were two of them.

Moltres was at a bit of a disadvantage on that front, but when it came to sharp-tongued verbal attacks, it was actually stronger.

Even though it had been momentarily cornered, Moltres quickly fought back—and even started gaining the upper hand.

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