Read Novel Full Chapter 1014: Who Is Ugly?
Chapter 1014: Who Is Ugly?
Seeing how eagerly everyone wanted this treasure, Julian felt quite pleased. He looked smugly at Metagross and said, "See? Look at this! You didn’t want this treasure, but everyone else is fighting over it."
"Big Bro was thinking about the group, wanting to give this treasure to us, which is why he didn’t want it."
Arcanine, as Metagross’s number one fanboy, immediately stepped forward to defend it.
Moltres couldn’t help but roll its eyes at the scene.
"Meta~"
Metagross: "Using this thing will only turn you into a heartbreaker."
The Pokémon were confused, then all turned to look at their trainer in unison. Had their trainer been hiding some important information?
"Ahem."
Feeling slightly awkward under their collective gaze, Julian cleared his throat and explained the effects of Fragrant Mud.
"So, how about it? Isn’t the effect great? Once you use it, you’ll be a heartbreaker—no, I mean, the most charming Pokémon in the world!"
Julian held up the Fragrant Mud, just like a street vendor selling fake antiques at a street stall, claiming something made just last week was a priceless relic from some ancient dynasty.
Of course, the effect of this Ultimate treasure was genuine—it had been verified by the Probing Eyes.
Julian had thought that once he explained the effects of the Fragrant Mud, his Pokémon would be thrilled.
After all, with this, they would never have to worry about finding a partner again.
"Just think about it. After using this, if your opponent on the battlefield is of the opposite sex, you could just give them a flirtatious look, and they would instantly fall for you."
"Victory without fighting—isn’t that the dream?"
Julian was passionately delivering his speech, his saliva nearly spraying onto Arcanine’s face.
"Hmph, only the weak rely on beauty to defeat their enemies."
Originally, a few Pokémon had been genuinely tempted, such as Salamence, Garchomp, Duraludon, and Dragonite.
Hmm, why were they all Dragon-types?
Because Dragon-types tended to have stronger desires in this regard than Pokémon of other Typing.
Among the Egg moves of many Pokémon, one or two were often Dragon-type moves, indicating that one of their parents was a Dragon-type.
Of course, there was also the possibility of traits appearing after a few generation, though the further back, the lower the likelihood.
It was perfectly normal for Salamence and the others to have such thoughts—there was nothing shameful about it.
They were all adult dragons—what was wrong with having such thoughts?
But after hearing what Kartana said, the expectant expressions on the dragons’ faces instantly froze.
Suddenly, Aggron spoke up: "Using this thing to attract mates—wouldn’t that mean our charm isn’t enough, or that we’re ugly?"
"Look at my shiny armor, my thick thighs—with looks like these, I don’t even know how many female Aggron I would charm."
"Arf~"
Arcanine chimed in: "Exactly! My looks are top-tier in the dog world. Last time when master took me to the dog park, a bunch of pretty female dogs were swarming around me!"
"If he took me to the salon for some fur grooming, I’d even be afraid of attracting the same gender."
As it spoke, Arcanine glanced at Lucario beside it: "Vice-President, say something!"
Back at Imperial University, Arcanine was the president of the Dog Club, while Lucario was the vice president—though the title was more or less forced on it by Arcanine.
So ever since, Arcanine had been calling Lucario "Vice-President."
Lucario crossed its arms and said calmly, "My looks, as Lucario, speak for themselves."
If it weren’t for the fact that everyone, including Julian, knew this was Lucario standing right there, they would have thought it was Kartana—so full of itself.
But what Lucario said was indeed true. Among all Pokémon, its appearance easily ranked within the top five.
"The vice-president makes a fair point!"
Arcanine nodded in strong agreement. After all, this was its vice president—of course it had to support Lucario.
"What about you, stupid bird—oh right, I forgot, you don’t even have a gender," Arcanine said, its tone clearly mocking.
The dog really lived up to being a dog—one sentence offended all genderless Pokémon.
Metagross shot Arcanine a slight glance, while Reshiram and Zekrom also turned their eyes toward it.
Luckily, the dog’s IQ had never been its strong suit, so none of the team’s big shots took it seriously.
Salamence, Garchomp, and Duraludon all looked at Dragonite, their senior, urging it to speak up. If it didn’t say something soon, they would really have nothing left to say.
Dragonite looked at its juniors and suddenly realized that compared to them, it actually looked pretty good—just a bit round in the belly. But in the Dragonite world, a big belly was a sign of wealth and status!
"I think Arcanine is right. Natural charm is what matters."
"Only Pokémon who feel their charm isn’t enough would use something like this."
With that, Arcanine and Dragonite had basically sealed the argument.
Now, if anyone still wanted to use the Fragrant Mud, it would mean they felt their charm wasn’t enough or that they thought they were unattractive and needed this item to change themselves.
It was like using beauty filters on a phone camera—not only fooling yourself but also deceiving others.
"So none of you want it?"
Julian widened his eyes in disbelief.
All the Pokémon shook their heads. Some genuinely didn’t want it, while others were too proud to admit they did.
Julian glanced at the more intimidating-looking members of the group.
"Tyranitar, you don’t want it?"
Tyranitar shook its head, looking slightly displeased. 'What, asking me if I want it? Are you implying I won’t be able to find a partner in the future?'
"Steelix, what about you? Aren’t you always the most gluttonous one?"
Steelix indicated that it didn’t like eating mud.
"Pawniard?"
Pawniard: "My goal is to defeat my father, but my father is the same gender as me, so this thing is useless to me."
Damn—that way of thinking was a bit dangerous.
Well, a perfectly good Ultimate treasure was about to end up useless, and Julian was completely dumbfounded. Why were his Pokémon’s moral standards so high all of a sudden?
"Slowking, how about you?"
"Slow~"
Slowking: "Am I a junk collector? Everyone else doesn’t want it, and now you’re giving it to me? What do you mean by this?"
Julian: ⊙0⊙
"No, no! I just thought you’re the only female member on our team, so this item would suit you," Julian hurriedly explained.
If he didn’t smooth things over now, his days ahead would be tough.
Whether by coincidence or not, among Julian’s Pokémon, aside from the genderless ones, all were male. The only female was Slowking.
But his words clearly missed the mark.
Slowking’s face darkened: "Do you think I, Slowking, really have so little charm that I’d need to rely on this?"
Slowking was a female. Even though it was usually wise and composed, Julian’s words implied it was unattractive. Whether it was human women or female Pokémon, they all cared deeply about their appearance.
"Ahh, no, no! Slowking, that’s not what I meant. How about this—I’ll hold onto the item for now."
Julian instinctively took a step back and bumped into Magearna, immediately positioning it in front of him.
Magearna: … (⊙_⊙; ) …
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