Chapter 878: Handling the King

Calyrex was uninterested.

All Baimu was incredibly excited.

"Pokémon can provide faith too! Isn't that wonderful!"

His visit to Calyrex could be said to be thirty percent for people and seventy percent for Pokémon.

Although the climate in Orre had changed drastically from the past due to the three Lugia forcibly altering the ocean currents, making it much more livable than before, the wild Pokémon couldn't wait that long.

Before he left, the Orre Salvation Organization and the Pokémon Paradise were still unable to reach an agreement.

It was as rigid as a bomb with a lit fuse.

If not for the descendants of the Valley of Creation, whom All Baimu had entrusted to come and farm, delaying the conflict, something unpleasant would have happened sooner or later.

Finding Calyrex on this trip finally allowed him to see the dawn of resolving the major conflict.

And now, hearing that Pokémon could provide faith to Calyrex made that dawn even brighter.

All Baimu had already formulated a plan.

Once he helped Calyrex retrieve its steed, he would take it back to the Pokémon Paradise in Orre to plant berries and create a suitable habitat for the wild Pokémon.

Under N's guidance, those Pokémon that benefited would naturally become Calyrex's believers, helping it regain its strength.

In this way, it could green more land and gain even more believers.

Achieving a perpetual motion machine!

If things went smoothly, the goal could be achieved before the Orre League convened at the end of the year.

However, all of the above was based on the most ideal circumstances.

One always fears complications, and Orre was in a distant land far from Galar; after Calyrex retrieved its steed, would it really be willing to go to Orre with him?

All Baimu had been slow to tell it the details precisely because he was worried about scaring this little deer.

But over the past few days, he had treated Calyrex with the utmost care, and the base favorability should be about maxed out.

He simply took this opportunity to clearly and thoroughly lay out his long-cherished wish to transform Orre's ecological environment and create a paradise for homeless wild Pokémon.

"This is an important promise between your subject and a friend; I hope Your Majesty will be merciful and lend your subject a helping hand."

All Baimu's tone was sincere, but his heart was taut.

The master bedroom was exceptionally quiet.

Calyrex seemed a bit shocked, its pupils shrinking to the size of needle tips, looking somewhat startled and comical, just like a stressed herbivore.

A few seconds later.

It suddenly revealed a relaxed expression.

"So that's how it is! My beloved subject comes from overseas! Rest assured, since I have accepted your tribute, I shall naturally bestow 'grace' upon you, my beloved subject!"

A voice feigning majesty echoed in All Baimu's mind.

The two looked at each other.

And simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Undoubtedly, All Baimu was not the only one who was nervous and uneasy.

Although Calyrex hadn't gone out much these past few days, through its interactions with some Pokémon and the magical square box in the room that often displayed pictures, its understanding of the current world had increased rapidly.

Perhaps there was a suspicion of flattery.

But being praised by the ancient Galar people as possessing high intelligence, it at least possessed basic thinking ability.

Calyrex knew very well that at this moment, it had almost no power to resist a Poké Ball.

After all, even the giants had been taken into the fold by shallow believers using Poké Balls; how could it compare to them?

However.

This was not the reason for Calyrex's nervousness.

What truly made it uneasy was that the believers kept giving it tributes it couldn't refuse, yet had never expressed their "true purpose."

"Make the hometown prosperous."

What a familiar and terrifying sentence.

It had once been worshipped as a god by countless humans because of this sentence, hailed as the King of Galar, and had also suffered the most shameful betrayal because of this sentence, staying in a golden coffin for ten thousand years.

It was hard for Calyrex not to be wary of this sentence with such a strong sense of déjà vu.

Until just now.

The land that truly needed its grace was presented before it through the descriptions of the shallow believer and the Poryphone using language and pictures.

The faces in its memories and the human face before it gradually began to differ.

It felt at ease.

The faith that had not wavered and had even grown told it that the person before it was not lying; he increasingly wanted to obtain its grace, and thus believed in it even more.

"My beloved subject~"

Calyrex called out softly, meeting the inquisitive gaze of the believer, only to happily savor the delicious tribute.

Quite contentedly.

It was just that as a human, he would be so concerned about the life and death of a magical beast, which was truly hard for it, coming from an era when both sides were hostile, to understand.

The power of changing times was truly terrifying!

"Mm."

All Baimu smiled, but in his mind, he was thinking about how to keep Calyrex after tricking it into going to Orre.

Right now, Calyrex was lonely and helpless, and indeed could only follow his arrangements.

Once they returned to the Crown Tundra and found those two crucial steeds, the situation would be quite different.

He only hoped that his actions in recent days would move it.

Sigh.

He sighed to himself and called his Pokémon to go beat up the electric pillar, Regieleki, who was always itching for a fight and constantly unruly.

Unlike Dragapult, which had maintained hostility at all times initially but mostly hid its form,

The electric pillar would fight as soon as it left the ball.

It didn't give anyone a chance for peaceful communication at all.

All Baimu had no choice but to follow its wishes, finding Pokémon to beat it up every day, then crouching beside its "corpse" to start expounding his own reasoning and innocence.

Sincerity can move even metal and stone, right!

And so.

Two more days passed.

The long-awaited 【Golden Coffin Theft Case】 was officially prosecuted.

The Wyndon Court opened as scheduled.

Calyrex participated in the trial as an important "piece of evidence."

And All Baimu, in the gallery, also learned that the key to opening the golden coffin did not come from ancestral inheritance as Sordward and Shielbert claimed in their live stream.

In fact, it was something they had purchased at an antique auction.

Transaction records, the auction party, and the buyer were all there.

As the masterminds of the theft case and the culprits who opened the live stream causing a negative impact, although the brothers had hired very professional lawyers, unfortunately, they couldn't suddenly have an epiphany like in the game and escape subsequent legal sanctions.

The first-instance verdict sentenced both of them and the other accomplices to imprisonment ranging from five to twenty years, and they were required to pay huge fines.

Twenty years!

Good heavens!

All Baimu saw Sordward and Shielbert turn pale with fright, their arrogant sword and shield hairstyles drooping, and hearing that the specific crimes included inciting hatred and other cumulative penalties, he couldn't help but be shocked by Rose's ruthlessness.

As everyone knows, unless it's an unforgivable felony, the sentencing standard in the Pokémon world has always been lenient.

Rose clearly hated the negative impact the two had caused on the Galar region to the extreme.

Tsk tsk.

Hope they aren't sent to Orre.

There are already enough talents in Orre's prisons.

——

"Dynamax Dragon Rush!!"

A loud shout echoed through the empty arena.

The next moment.

A sky-shaking azure energy storm swallowed the entire wide field, including the two giant beasts that were almost about to pierce the sky, causing the sky-covering dragon wings to continuously swirl with the raging storm!

Boom—!!

Amidst the deafening roar like thunder, the purple-red defensive barrier remained activated at all times, resisting the aftermath of the storm.

After a long time.

The swirling dragon wings and the storm slowly dissipated, revealing a messy battle field.

And the giant dragons placed on both sides of the field, each in a different state.

"Sha-sang!!"

The victorious black dragon raised its head and roared, but soon stopped abruptly, lowering its head and coughing with a clatter, until it spat out a piece of gravel soaked in saliva.

Then it shook its head and wagged its tail, sneezing continuously, its three heads shrinking and expanding, its chest bulging and making a hissing sound.

All Baimu, who walked into the field, patted its head, "I told you not to shout blindly before the fight, ate dirt, didn't you?"

"Sha~"

Hydreigon whimpered aggrievedly, leaning its big head against his chest and neck.

But it didn't succeed.

All Baimu grabbed the fur on its neck, pinched its chin to look twice, and stretched out his little finger to dig in its nose.

Some clogged little stones immediately fell out.

"Yi~"

He wiped it disgustedly on Hydreigon's mane.

Gigantamax Duraludon's 【G-Max Rockfall】 was as disgusting as Raihan said; not only would the trainer get covered in dirt, but the Pokémon couldn't avoid it either.

For someone like Hydreigon who liked to shout at the top of its lungs, it was normal to accidentally swallow a stone or two without paying attention.

At the same time.

Raihan, who had put away Duraludon, walked over from the opposite side.

He said indignantly: "Twenty losses and three wins, you're really becoming more and more like Leon."

"If I were really like Leon, you wouldn't even have those three wins."

All Baimu chuckled.

During the days waiting for the trial, as long as he was free, he would run to the arena to find Raihan for Dynamax battles; after a few days, he finally let most of his Pokémon experience Dynamaxing.

Among them, those with thin skin who couldn't adapt in a short time inevitably got caught by Raihan and his partner for a round of output.

The three wins came from this.

The ones that lost also took quite a hit, so they had been exceptionally active in training these past two days, incidentally making it bitter for the five Regi pillars who were sparring.

"Leaving tomorrow?"

Raihan knew that All Baimu stayed in Wyndon mainly to wait for the trial.

The first instance was over, and the second instance would be at least half a year later.

Naturally, he couldn't continue to linger.

All Baimu said: "I have to help His Majesty the King of Bountiful Harvests find his steed, and incidentally go to the Isle of Armor to let Gengar drink Max Soup."

Although Gengar's Mega Evolution had recently begun to show signs, there was no need to give up Gigantamaxing.

"You're really busy!"

Raihan laughed, then touched the back of his neck, "Anyway, come visit the Wyndon Stadium when you have time. I can't treat you to anything, but a few Dynamax battles are fine."

All Baimu smiled at him, "Sure."

One week.

From strangers to familiar, the two had become battle friends with a harmonious relationship.

Therefore, Raihan couldn't help but feel a bit desolate about All Baimu's departure, but fortunately, there would be a day to meet again after parting, which made the whole process appear very calm.

As if a holiday had arrived.

Inside the manor.

Calyrex was hiding on a rocking chair under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, rocking creakily, its gaze fixed on the radish it was raising in the frozen soil.

"My beloved subject, the radish will be able to take shape in a few days!"

It reminded him seriously.

All Baimu looked at the picture sent by Princess Jimeiya and responded: "The radish on my side is almost ready too."

"Hm?"

Calyrex was slightly startled, floating over to his side, its large bud head occupying the entire screen, "My beloved subject! When did you—"

"Your Majesty, I told you, I have some magical friends in Orre."

All Baimu said softly: "However, the climate in Orre is very different from the Crown Tundra; whether the black radish grown from the soil possesses efficacy... remains unknown."

Calyrex retreated a few steps, raised its head and said: "My beloved subject, you are worthy of being my only... first believer in this world!"

Due to the existence of the Poryphone, the title of "only" had to be removed.

But being the first was also very, very weighty!

In Calyrex's deep blue eyes, shining like stars, it spoke of its trust in All Baimu.

To think there was even a backup.

It was truly a pleasant surprise.

How could Calyrex not want to recall both beloved steeds at once?

Now that it had the Ice Radish and the Black Radish—

"Your Majesty, you are happy too early." All Baimu poured cold water on it without mercy, "With your current strength, let alone two, it's impossible to subdue even one."

Calyrex stood frozen in place.

"My beloved subject... what my beloved subject says also makes sense..."

It lowered its head dejectedly, no longer hiding its own weakness, "I am indeed very difficult to subdue my beloved steed at this moment, this is truly... right! The Reins of Unity!"

It suddenly thought of this crucial item.

"I can directly transmit power to my beloved steed through the Reins of Unity. With the experience of having defeated them once, I can completely suppress them!"

Really?

All Baimu believed that Calyrex in the game could.

But Calyrex in the anime, he really didn't dare to make a conclusion easily.

Besides.

"Your Majesty, where will the Reins of Unity come from?"

All Baimu asked a fatal question again, as if an invisible blade had stabbed into Calyrex's heart, "Your Majesty, do you have the raw materials to make the Reins of Unity—the Radiant Petals and the mane of your beloved steed?"

Calyrex collapsed on the rocking chair, turning its back to him and saying: "Woo... you stubborn commoner only knows how to dampen my spirit..."

It actually whimpered very softly.

It could be seen what kind of terrifying blow "this won't work and that won't work" had dealt to it.

Raw materials were indeed the next difficulty placed before it.

Radiant Petals themselves required consuming power to condense, and even if they were barely condensed, how to obtain the mane was also a difficulty.

Calyrex turned over, blinking its pure eyes.

"My beloved subject, when it comes to collecting the mane, I have thought about it, and only you, who possess the power of giants, can be competent."

"Does Your Majesty need your subject to help?"

"Of course! My beloved subject is my imperial guard!"

"Then your subject will take it on."

Just hope you won't regret it when that time comes.

All Baimu muttered to himself; Glastrier and Spectrier were only at the level of second-tier gods when not 【united】 with Calyrex.

Maybe a little stronger, but limitedly so.

For him, he could completely suppress them easily.

It was just that the background stories of the two steeds vaguely mentioned that they would obey those who defeated them, and Calyrex had also concluded the bond with the two steeds through this.

In the game, you weren't allowed to capture them in the first battle, but in reality, there weren't so many rules.

All Baimu had a sudden inspiration.

Since the King was attached to its beloved steeds, why not hold the steeds to command the King?

Alright.

A bit despicable.

But he really felt this method was feasible; once he handled Glastrier and Spectrier, Calyrex would naturally have to revolve around him obediently.

Otherwise, Calyrex could only walk the original old path—

Collecting faith to increase strength.

If united as one, even without much faith, it could obtain combat power through its beloved steeds.

The power of plant growth would definitely not be there.

All Baimu looked at Calyrex's full bud with a strange expression; the latter trembled all over, shrinking its pupils in shock and looking around, but couldn't find any suspicious existence.

"My illusion?" ===== CHAPTER 879 =====