“More easily attainable?!”
Julian shook his head in surprise, looking dazedly at Terrance. “Is this your ultimate goal?”
Ultimate goal?
Terrance thought for a moment, recalling his most extravagant idea… That’s right, it was to give everyone at Old Green House the ability to pursue their dreams. Taiga, who wanted to explore different regions and savor delicious food, Chisana, who aspired to become a Top Coordinator, Scarlet, who wanted to pass on the legacy of the Old Green House, Myu, who dreamed of becoming a big star, and Rina, who aspired to become a public prosecutor…..There was also the eldest, Ayan, who had no grand ambitions but simply wanted to work hard for the people of Old Green House, just like Terrance.
The only way to provide them with a life they want was through money and fame, wasn’t it?
Money could sustain the entire Old Green House and support everyone’s dreams, enabling even the kids who aren’t educated to take their first steps.
Fame could offer them various opportunities and a chance to pursue their dreams because of their association with Terrance.
Breeders, if they reach the intermediate level, can make themselves richer, and if they become a Top Coordinator, even a single endorsement ad can bring them endless fame and income.
All of these were paths to help him reach his goal.
“No, it would be more accurate to say that they are all means to reach my ultimate goal,” Terrance replied.
Julian slapped his head, wearing a pained expression. He simply couldn’t communicate with Terrance. They had been talking for a long time, but their thoughts were still on completely different wavelengths.
“Have you ever considered becoming a real Trainer?” Julian asked impatiently, getting straight to the point.
“Trainer? Aren’t Breeders and Coordinators also Trainers?” Terrance asked, already knowing the answer.
“I mean a Trainer who specializes in battles!” Julian said. If it weren’t for his missing leg, he would have kicked Terrance directly.
“Well… I haven’t really thought about that,” Terrance shook his head. Then, he became puzzled. He remembered that Teacher Julian disliked Trainers, right?
After a long pause, Julian sighed and slowly said, “Do you know why Top Coordinators can’t compete with traditional Trainers?”
“Because of their combat skills,” Terrance replied. He understands this much.
Some Top Coordinators who won Grand Festivals might not even be able to compete against the contestants of a League Conference. This was due to the flaws and oversights in the Pokémon Contest rules, which led to varying skill levels among Top Coordinators. Traditional Trainers often criticize them because of this.
As far as Terrance knew, there were very few Top Coordinators who possessed both coordination and combat skills as most of them were originally Trainers who disliked battles and had transitioned to become Coordinators.
If there are any Top Coordinators with both coordination and combat skills, Terrance could only think of the Gym Trainer master-disciple pair from Sootopolis Gym.
“Exactly, do you want to become the kind of Top Coordinator who possesses coordination skills but lacks combat skills?” Julian asked.
Terrance paused for a moment. After going around in circles for so long, and he just wanted him to learn how to battle like a traditional Trainer? It couldn’t be that simple, right?
Terrance shook his head. If he were to describe himself, it would be as a combination of Breeder and Coordinator, a dual identity that set him apart from the typical Trainer who specialized solely in coordination.
“Are you afraid of spreading yourself too thin?” Julian asked.
Terrance nodded involuntarily. In a certain sense, he believed that having the dual identities of Coordinator and Breeder was already quite diverse, and if he were to add traditional Battle Trainer to the mix, he felt that he might not have the energy to handle it.
“That’s ridiculous!”
“That’s just for ordinary people!”
Julian said calmly. “Truly talented people don’t worry about such things. Since all of these professions are derived from Trainers, why should there be so many restrictions?”
“Whether it’s breeding or coordination, these are basic skills that all Trainers should have. However, some people choose to avoid certain skills.”
“Leave aside Breeders with titles above advanced, the knowledge below Intermediate Breeder should be something that every Trainer understands. Nowadays, Rookie Trainers who go on adventures without even grasping the most fundamental types are simply fooling around.”
“You have the ability,” Julian said, looking deeply into Terrance’s eyes. He knew that Terrance had achieved everything through his own hard work. His breeding and coordination skills were outstanding, making him a perfect template for a Trainer.
Trainers like Terrance and Cynthia who have not abandoned any of the abilities that a “Trainer” should possess are more to Julian’s liking than Trainers who only engage in showy Gym battles and tournament battles.
“Have you ever considered that, even through the identity of a Trainer, you might not be able to achieve your dreams? If you become an Elite Four, wouldn’t all your problems be resolved?”
Upon hearing this, Terrance gave a bitter smile. Looking back several decades, was there any Elite Four who was under the age of 20?
This goal seemed even more distant than becoming a Top Coordinator.
“Look at it from another angle, having abundant combat skills should also greatly help you become a Top Coordinator, right? I recall that the final stage of Pokémon Contests is called ‘Contest Battle,’ which is primarily a battle-focused competition, isn’t it?”
“That’s correct,” Terrance replied.
Finally, Julian revealed his intention, saying, “Switch to the Battle Class. I will personally teach you real combat skills. Your talent shouldn’t be limited to this…”
“Uh…” Terrance’s eyes widened and he stammered. So, this was the other person’s plan all along!
“Do you remember Cynthia? The 14-year-old Intermediate Breeder and Trainer. What do you think of her strength?”
“I remember,” Terrance nodded solemnly. Although Cynthia wasn’t a Coordinator, Terrance and Swablu had witnessed her “Draco Meteor,” a move that, even in the first round of a Pokémon Contest, would perfectly showcase Garchomp’s natural charm. It was simple yet authentic, making Terrance feel like she had seamlessly integrated coordination skills into her Trainer instincts.
Seeing his expression, Julian continued, “To be honest, after experiencing so many battles, I find it hard to adapt to the typical Trainers’ style of battling. In my eyes, their battles are nothing but a show. But the one who shattered my perception is that girl.”
“I call her ‘the most talented Trainer.’ Given her age, she deserves that title.”
“And you… as a student of Crown Academy, have you ever thought about one day being able to defeat that girl on the Trainer’s stage or as a Coordinator?”
Defeat… the future Champion who will stand above the Elite Four?
Listening to Teacher Julian’s tempting words, Terrance’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could he have a chance to defeat the Champion?
“If you can merge breeding, coordination, and combat into the instincts of a ‘Trainer,’ and restore this profession to its fundamental form, then with your hard work, don’t you want to see what your future will be like?” Julian said, “I will require you to meet the combat standards of police training, and assist you in restoring the original glory of ‘Trainer.’ Are you not interested?”
With a keen, sparkling look in his eyes, Terrance looked at Julian’s inviting offer and smiled, “It sounds… interesting.”
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