After evolving, Roselia’s perception and control of energy became much more precise.
Every morning, without needing Lucy to guide it, it would walk to the front of the house on its own to face the rising sun.
Its pink and blue rose hands would gently stretch out, absorbing the morning light with distinct rhythms, its small body standing straight, its gaze focused and determined.
“Roselia～” (Absorbing energy this way feels especially good!) It turned its head to look at Lucy; the timidity from its bud stage had completely vanished, leaving only gentleness and a quietly growing courage.
Ivysaur was the first to notice Roselia’s change.
Watching it flexibly control its two-colored roses, Ivysaur swung its Vine Whip, eager to try: “Danna?” (Want to have a sparring match?) Having evolved, it also needed actual combat to hone its strength, and its eyes were full of a friendly invitation between partners.
“Roselia!” (Sure!) Roselia tilted its head slightly, its blue rose petals trembling, and happily agreed.
The sparring took place in the open space in front of the house, with Lucy and the other Pokémon watching from a safe distance.
Ivysaur made the first move, its two Vine Whips coiling toward Roselia from left and right like agile snakes, their speed thirty percent faster than before its evolution.
Roselia was unhurried, leaping back lightly.
Its blue rose glowed faintly, and several sharp Magical Leaves spun and flew out, accurately striking the points of force on the Vine Whips; though it didn’t cut them, it successfully halted the attack.
“Danna!” (Not bad!) Ivysaur praised, the plant patch on its back glowing as it fired a small, fan-shaped Razor Leaf.
Roselia moved its pink rose, and a pink halo rippled out, forming a thin but tough energy barrier in front of it.
The Razor Leaf struck the barrier with a “pfft, pfft” sound, its speed greatly reduced, and it finally drifted down weakly.
The counterattack arrived in an instant.
Roselia crossed its hands and pushed forward, its blue rose shining brightly as more Magical Leaves surged toward Ivysaur like a swarm of bees. This chapter was taken from NovelPing without permission.
Ivysaur let out a low growl, gripping the ground with all four feet, and its broad leaves on its back closed into a shield, taking the attack head-on, leaving only shallow scratches on the leaves.
“Stop.” Lucy called for a halt at the right moment.
“Everyone held back; a warm-up is enough.”
Ivysaur retracted its leaves and extended its Vine Whip in a friendly gesture: “Danna～” (You’ve improved so much!) Roselia gently touched the Vine Whip with its pink rose: “Roselia～” (You’re very impressive too!)
Turtwig’s eyes lit up as it watched, running over with a “Naito Naito” sound, looking up at the two of them with the small sapling on its back swaying excitedly.
Roselia bent down, its pink rose gently brushing against the sapling’s leaves, injecting a trace of warm energy, causing the sapling to shiver comfortably: “Roselia.” (Grow up well, you’ll be very strong too in the future.)
Lombre by the pond gave a “Hello” sound, expressing its appreciation.
The farm’s morning began in this vibrant and harmonious atmosphere.
Lucy watched all of this, her heart filled with gratification.
Roselia adapting quickly to its new form and having a healthy sparring match with Ivysaur were both good things for the farm.
On the other side, the “Healing Berry” project also accelerated due to Roselia’s evolution.
Jonathan sent over the symbiotic star-velvet moss strains screened and optimized by the laboratory.
Lucy designated a core area in the experimental field, letting Roselia take the lead, using its pink rose to release a specialized energy field containing the “star-velvet moss rhythm” to nourish the nanab berry saplings inoculated with the strains.
Roselia displayed amazing talent and patience, standing quietly by the experimental field for long periods, its pink rose continuously emitting a soft halo, the fluctuations slow and persistent.
Combining her own perception with detection instruments, Lucy clearly captured that the synthesis rate of healing-related active ingredients within the saplings was steadily increasing, and the saplings’ resistance to pests and diseases had also strengthened.
“The data is perfect!” Jonathan’s excited voice came through the communicator.
“Roselia’s energy field and the strains have produced a synergistic effect beyond expectations; not only can it enhance healing properties, but it may also help Pokémon stabilize energy and recover from minor hidden injuries!”
During the day, Lucy recorded data, tended to the farm, and prepared pokéblocks, and at night, she and Roselia would fine-tune the energy field rhythm under the moonlight.
Ivysaur took the initiative to take on more patrol tasks and brought Turtwig along to practice running and Ingrain; Lombre managed the irrigation work in an orderly fashion, and the farm ran like a precision machine.
A few days later in the evening, Circe visited with a new berry order.
As soon as she entered, she was attracted by Roselia’s new aura: “Wow!
Roselia, you feel more composed and reliable, yet you still retain your gentle appearance!” Grovyle and Breloom also nodded in greeting from the side.
“Roselia～” (Thank you～) Roselia bowed slightly, its pink rose handing over a berry gummy, a human-edible version specially made by Lucy.
Circe ate the candy and listened to Lucy talk about the recent research and Roselia’s growth, her eyes brightening: “That’s amazing!
Grandpa said that if your Healing Berries are successful, the League will definitely value them, and they can help more Pokémon!”
She looked at Ivysaur, who was guiding Turtwig to stand steadily, and Lombre, who was training Lotad to spray water accurately, and remarked with emotion: “Sister Lucy, your farm is like a small kingdom; everyone knows what to do and does it so well!”
Lucy smiled and looked at the farm; everything here was developing in a good direction.
At night, after recording the data, Lucy stood outside the house, with Roselia quietly accompanying her, its two-colored roses casting a hazy glow in the moonlight.
Not far away, Ivysaur was lying down, dozing, but its ears were attentive to the surroundings; Lombre was creating gentle ripples in the pond; Turtwig was sleeping soundly in its small nest, letting out soft snores.
“Roselia?” (What are you thinking about?) Roselia gently touched the back of her hand with its blue rose.
“Thinking about what we can achieve together next,” Lucy said softly.
Roselia conveyed a firm and warm emotion; there was no need for many words, just walking the path ahead together was enough.