Pokémon: Starting From Zero as a Legendary Pokémon

"Grandpa always tells me my martial arts focus too much on appearances."

"I never understood what he meant before, but after battling you, Master, I think I finally get it."

"Compared to training the body, cultivating Pokémon is more important."

"Even if someone comes to challenge us, it'll still be a Pokémon battle. What trainer personally jumps into the fight?"

What Korrina had been doing all this time was training her own body and her Pokémon's bodies.

Like body builders in a gym—

all surface-level effort.

But now, Korrina had found a direction.

She should be understanding moves.

Helping her Pokémon release skills faster and more efficiently.

She should've realized this during the battle against Sylveon.

The girl felt deeply regretful, inwardly lamenting how dull she truly was for only now understanding Sora's intentions.

Master definitely noticed my shortcomings long ago.

That's why he arranged the battles with Amaura and Sylveon step by step to enlighten me.

At that thought, the way Korrina looked at Sora became even more fervent and reverent.

"Whoa… why does that gaze suddenly feel so intense?"

Sora inexplicably felt pressured.

Still, he finally understood.

The realm of martial arts had nothing to do with physical strength.

Whether a trainer could fight personally was their own business.

Martial artists weren't expected to punch Pokémon themselves.

Otherwise, once martial artists reached seventy or eighty years old, were they supposed to keep pumping iron until they died?

Gurkinn was over seventy already.

Let him fight Bea?

One punch from Bea and the old man would probably collapse on the floor begging not to die.

After all, when Gurkinn was younger, he'd been a powerhouse on the same level as Bruno.

His daily routine had literally involved brawling with his Lucario.

"So that's how it is."

Sora finally understood and couldn't help marveling at the complexity of the martial arts world.

Expanding the idea further—in the real Pokémon world, every attribute probably had its own similar systems and realms.

He just hadn't met the right people yet.

"Looks like interacting with more people really is the right choice."

"Even Diantha knew nothing about this kind of specialized knowledge."

After that, Sora began trying to guide Korrina—teaching her how to train Pokémon and develop certain Fighting-type techniques.

And strangely enough—he found it incredibly easy.

Guiding Korrina felt almost effortless.

Many things Korrina found complicated or impossible to understand…

Sora realized he had already thought through long ago.

He had to admit—

Victini was simply too overpowered.

Without her, Sora would never have had so many opportunities to experience elemental energy and life energy firsthand.

And naturally, he would never have accumulated such rich practical experience.

"Um… Master?"

"What is it?"

"Can I travel with you to Galar?"

"Huh?"

Sora hadn't expected that request at all.

"What about your Gym? Aren't you the Gym Leader?"

"That's no big deal. Grandpa's still around anyway."

So poor old Gurkinn was over seventy and still being dragged out to work?

What filial piety.

"And… what about Azoth—"

"Master's already this strong. There's nothing there to worry about."

Korrina declared she'd call Diantha and explain why she wasn't going over there anymore.

To become stronger.

To study beside Sora at close range.

Princess?

Grandpa?

Step aside!

Korrina truly, deeply loved martial arts.

"Fine then."

After thinking about it, Sora ultimately didn't refuse.

Korrina had proper training, knew a lot, and had even traveled to Galar before.

She'd make a pretty good guide.

Besides, Korrina also wanted to visit one of her close friends.

"The friend you mentioned is?"

"Her name's Bea. She's a year older than me and an insanely strong martial combatant."

Since both families belonged to the martial arts circle, their elders had often gathered to spar and exchange ideas ever since the girls were little.

Over time, the two became childhood friends and developed a very close relationship.

Well—that was Korrina's version of events.

As for Bea…

Judging from the anime:

Korrina: I want hugs and cuddles!

Bea: Please stay away from me.

"Alright. Then I'll be relying on you to guide the way later."

"No problem, Master!"

"Though before that, we still need to make a trip to Shalour City."

Sora pointed at Magearna.

"I promised Prince Raleigh that he'd get to see Magearna battle in person."

"Master's planning to challenge Shalour Gym?"

The moment she heard that, Korrina not only failed to panic—

she nearly jumped with excitement.

No seriously!

If you were going to challenge Shalour Gym, you should've said so earlier!

How could she not cheer wildly for this?!

You ask whether Shalour Gym belonged to her family?

"Hmph!"

Korrina folded her arms proudly.

"This young lady has suffered under that old man for far too long!"

The old geezer was stern, rigid, ridiculously strict—

always scolding her for this and criticizing her for that.

Back then, since he was her only elder, Korrina never complained.

Respecting elders was basic etiquette.

She would never disobey her grandfather's teachings.

But now?

Things were different!

Maybe she couldn't rebel against him—

but couldn't Master do it for her?!

"Master has arrived! Peace has returned to Shalour City!!"

"Master has arrived! The heavens are clear once more!!!"

Korrina's eyes sparkled so brightly she looked ready to throw Sora onto her back and sprint nonstop all the way to Shalour City.

"Even if you're super excited, we're still walking there slowly."

Sora promptly dumped a bucket of cold water over her enthusiasm, crushing her dream of speedrunning filial impiety.

What kind of "borrow the tiger to devour the wolf" strategy was this?!

You little brat should focus on martial arts instead of military tactics!

"Master, is Magearna really strong?"

"She's alright, I guess."

"Hmph!"

Volcanion absolutely could not pretend he hadn't heard that.

"Magearna is extremely strong! Just wait and see! She'll absolutely shock all of you!"

"Didi-du~~"

Magearna shyly smacked Volcanion, telling him to stop bragging.

"This time, I'm siding with Volcanion."

"See that?!"

Volcanion was deeply moved.

The giant Pokémon exchanged looks with Sora.

This time—the Magearna Guard had achieved victory!

After all, Volcanion wasn't the only Magearna fan.

Sora was one too.

Supporting Magearna unconditionally was his duty!

"That's great!"

Korrina clenched her fists excitedly.

"When the time comes, we're going to smack that old man right in the face! Let's see how arrogant he stays then!"

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