Chapter 897: The King's Story

It succeeded in one go!

And the whole process was so fast!

All Baimu couldn't help but feel surprised at the speed of Glastrier's submission.

Logically speaking, after making the Petal of Radiance, even with this day and a half to recover, Calyrex's power should have been nearly exhausted.

The Reins of Unity were actually this effective!

He was about to step forward to congratulate it when Calyrex, riding the white horse, swept its gaze over.

What kind of look was that?

Arrogant, majestic, and filled with condescending mercy, as if it could pierce through the skin to see the depths of the heart that one didn't want to expose, mastering all the secrets the other party dared not reveal.

A strong sense of strangeness lingered in his heart.

And the instinct as a human was driving All Baimu to bow his head.

But he didn't move, calmly meeting the gaze of Calyrex on the horse's back, as if seeing it for the first time, saying:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

If a Trainer didn't even dare to look at the Pokémon they wanted to tame, then they basically had no chance of forming a bond with this Pokémon.

And there was no doubt.

This kind of behavior of staring straight at the other party was equivalent to a provocation in the world of wild Pokémon, and Calyrex seemed to have not replied because of this.

Thus.

The atmosphere by the lake gradually stagnated.

Aggron and other Pokémon were either serious or on guard, as if a battle were about to begin.

But just when everyone thought that Calyrex, having restored its power, was going to make a clean break from the frustration of the past few days and prepare to turn its back on them,

It pulled the reins lightly.

"Neigh~"

Glastrier snorted and knelt down, bending its legs.

This also forced Calyrex from a perspective that could be level with All Baimu to one where it had to look up.

It didn't mind, its majestic gaze quickly softening, like a gentle stream. It smiled, lifted its white cloak, and extended its small claw, saying:

"All Baimu, come, sit behind me."

The address of "loyal subject" changed to calling him by his name, which made the intelligent Porygon2 realize some changes.

All Baimu was silent for a brief moment, just about to grasp the small white hand, when Spectrier, uninvited, rose from the ground and forced him to sit on its back.

Thanks to his good core strength, he didn't tilt backward and roll off.

"Hmph——"

Spectrier let out a dissatisfied neigh.

Calyrex was slightly startled, then smiled broadly and kindly:

"That works too."

Behind them, Hydreigon was so angry its chest felt tight, but for the first time in history, it didn't make a scene, just watched this scene coldly.

Jealousy is just a form of vying for favor and acting spoiled.

In fact, it knew very well what to do and when, like Blissey, who advanced by retreating, making it easier to get subsequent compensation from the Trainer.

Calyrex seemed to sense something and cast a glance, smiling at Hydreigon.

"Thank you."

Then it pulled the reins to make Glastrier stand up.

The two horses looked at each other and ran toward the distance together.

The witty Poryphone split into two, the main body burrowing into All Baimu's pocket, and the other Pokémon saw this and set their minds at ease.

"Guroar!"

Aggron raised its claw solemnly, indicating an emergency meeting.

Calyrex's change exceeded their expectations; they had thought it was just a dish on the plate that the Trainer would soon acquire, but now it brought a strong sense of threat.

Why?

It was just riding a horse, how could it be so different before and after!?

The same thought lingered in All Baimu's mind.

The black and white steeds rode side by side, galloping across the vast lakeside plain, the natural scenery on both sides retreating rapidly, highlighting their absurd speed.

"Your Majesty——"

He spoke against the whistling wind.

Calyrex interrupted: "All Baimu, from now on I permit you to call me by my name, no need to address me as Your Majesty."

What does that mean?

The game of the powerful minister and the puppet emperor is over?

All Baimu's first reaction was regret, then he realized Calyrex wanted to cancel this superior-subordinate address.

There were only two reasons.

First, to draw a clear line so they could part ways later.

Second, a premeditated plan for an equal relationship.

He looked at the majestic Calyrex, finding it truly difficult to understand its thoughts at this moment; Spectrier's attitude was still so bad, didn't it want to tame it?

And this direction.

"Are you going to the Crown Shrine?" All Baimu asked loudly.

Calyrex didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.

The Crown Shrine had once been its residence where it lived day and night, and also the place that broke its heart, so before restoring its power, it hadn't gone there.

What must be faced must be faced.

Calyrex's emotions were very relaxed at this moment.

Because what returned wasn't just power, but also eyes that could know every bit of the past, which reminded it of many forgotten things and discovered more details it hadn't noticed before.

Don't know how much time passed.

The two horses stopped.

The misty sky continued to drop cold snowflakes; they had clearly come from the southernmost tip of the tundra to the northernmost, with white as far as the eye could see, deep snow covering the peaks of the rugged mountains.

Directly ahead.

The cold and ruined Crown Shrine rested together with a giant tree whose leaves had withered, leaving only twisted branches.

"This is the place of my birth."

Calyrex suddenly spoke, but without waiting for All Baimu to say anything, it shook the reins to drive Glastrier into the shrine, observing every corner with great nostalgia.

Spectrier carried him behind, its long, thin eyelashes trembling slightly.

The shrine was not large.

Except for a small corridor on the outside, it was the main body of the hall with the giant tree as the background; Calyrex came under the tree, looking up at the branches high above.

It said: "All Baimu, do you want to hear a story?"

"... Yes."

All Baimu couldn't find a second answer.

Calyrex smiled and whispered: "Once upon a time, there was a King on the land, born of heaven and earth, free and unfettered. One day..."

——

One day.

The King met a man.

The man had fainted from extreme hunger, and his painful appearance moved the King to pity.

Delicious fruits grew from the earth.

The man who survived was very grateful for the King's help and gave the King what he cherished most; the King was very happy and brought more food.

And after that time.

More and more people knew of the King's existence.

They came with gifts, hoping the King would bestow upon them precious food.

The merciful and kind King agreed.

But when winter descended.

Heavy snow sealed the mountains.

The King received no more gifts, which made it feel puzzled.

It left its birthplace for the first time, came to the village at the foot of the mountain, and found that people could not resist the extreme cold, and lack of clothing and food took their lives.

Some people took risks trying to climb the mountain, only to freeze to death halfway.

Thus.

The merciful King decided to help them actively; its power ignored the seasons, causing the earth to produce vast amounts of food, allowing the people struggling to survive to pass through the most beautiful winter in history.

Since then.

People called the King the Lord of Bountiful Harvests.

At the same time, it discovered that its power was growing, and the source of that growth was the people who revered it.

The King experienced unprecedented beauty.

Days passed one by one.

More and more people were saved by the King; it conquered the fierce Glastrier, suppressed the eerie Spectrier, and built deep friendships with them.

Later, it even gained more terrifying power by relying on the Reins of Unity offered by the people.

It became able to see the past clearly, understand the present, and know the future.

The King.

Gradually became arrogant.

It returned to the palace built for it by the people with its beloved steeds, although it would still go down the mountain every spring to bestow endless food upon the people, it no longer interacted with them.

The King became unreachable.

Such times lasted until the appearance of one person.

He said he wanted to make his hometown prosperous.

The King promised.

But that person said the prosperity he wanted was not inexhaustible food; the King could not understand his meaning and saw his future—

A prosperous human dynasty.

The King encouraged him.

But the arrogant King did not see that the prosperous human dynasty did not have its existence. Or perhaps it had already seen it, but didn't care.

Because of its beloved steeds.

Time passed for who knows how many more years.

A sudden change in the heavens seemed to destroy the entire land; the merciful King rode its beloved steeds to transfer countless lives and charged at the culprit—the meteorite from beyond the heavens.

This battle.

Even the powerful King and its beloved steeds were not lightly injured.

They rushed back to the shrine to recuperate, waiting for the return of the faith that would dissipate when spring came.

However.

The most important day.

The weak King was betrayed by its believers.

The beloved steeds that should have met it were nowhere to be found, the priests and guards were killed, and blood and fire shrouded the entire shrine.

It was still that person.

He said—【Oh King! Humans are no longer hungry because of you, and have also lost the drive to struggle because of you; humans should have had a more brilliant future!】

The King didn't understand at first, but the King soon understood.

Humans relied on it too much, losing the strength to compete in nature.

The fields were abandoned because they no longer worked, and people didn't choose to resist when they encountered powerful monsters, only wanting to borrow its power.

They had completely become its vassals.

The King was very disappointed.

In itself, and in humans.

It began to feel lost, forced to lie in the golden coffin built for it by the rebels, letting itself sleep deep underground until the moment it reawakened.

It met humans once again.

——

Calyrex finished speaking.

The whole story wasn't long, but it ran through its life.

It turned its head and said: "All Baimu. Do you think this King was right or wrong?"

"I think... my opinion is not important, what is important is your own opinion."

All Baimu refused to answer.

He only felt that the difference between people is often even greater than the difference between people and Pokémon.

It is the same being influenced by Pokémon to not worry about food and clothing.

Damos of Michina in the Sinnoh region would choose to return the Jewel of Life to Arceus; the person in the Crown Tundra of the Galar region chose to betray Calyrex and seal it.

However, it seems Arceus's experience is stronger, but that was under the premise that Ash changed history.

Furthermore, it still suffered tortures like electric shocks, being buried by rocks, and mercury pouring. If this were replaced by some irritable ones, regardless of whether you are a good person or a bad person, you would all have to die!

Calyrex was only sealed...

Alright, neither was stronger than the other.

All Baimu saw it silent, so he said: "I also have a story, do you want to hear it?"

"You also have a story?"

Calyrex felt very curious and couldn't wait to say: "Tell me quickly!"

"Wait a moment."

He sorted out the plot of the theatrical version "Arceus and the Jewel of Life" in his mind and told the story of Ash and others traveling in Michina under aliases.

Calyrex exclaimed from time to time, sighed from time to time, and was silent from time to time.

In the end.

It said: "There is actually an existence so similar to me in the world, the God who created the world? I really want to meet it and discuss it with it."

All Baimu said: "Do you want to ask it, do you regret helping humans?"

Calyrex looked at him unexpectedly and nodded: "I once thought, if I had let that man die, would the outcome have been different..."

"Would you do that?"

"No."

Calyrex smiled helplessly.

Yes.

No matter how many times it happened again, it would save that man that day.

It would also go down the mountain that winter to bring food to the people who were about to starve to death, allowing them to pass the cold night safely, and save the little girl who shared food with it.

"Just do what you think is right, no need to think too much. Who can be perfect?"

All Baimu turned off the horse, patted its long, thin leg, and said firmly: "Furthermore, in terms of extending a helping hand, it will never be wrong."

Saving people requires a price.

Even in the Pokémon anime world, this point still cannot be escaped, and Lysandre's encounter also explains a lot.

However.

No matter what others think, All Baimu will always support those existences willing to extend a helping hand.

After all, he once successfully escaped the mine because of Aron's life-saving rescue; he also gained growth time without being exploited because of the help of Flow and Flobo; and he grew to his current level because of one simulation object and Trainer after another who taught him various knowledge.

If someone regretted helping him, he would really be very sad.

Calyrex listened carefully, its eyes curved into crescents.

"I am very comforted, All Baimu."

It continued: "I am also very grateful to you. Thanks to you, I was able to find my beloved steeds and find myself. Betrayed by humans and disliked by my beloved steeds, I once almost stepped into the abyss, but it was you who pulled me back, gave me careful care, this kindness cannot be repaid..."

Calyrex paused slightly, and in All Baimu's surprised expression, said:

"The man who was once saved by me gave me his most precious thing—his life. Since that is the case, I will also give my life to you, I am willing to become your Pokémon and be tamed by you."

Saying these words undoubtedly required courage.

Calyrex had known about Poké Balls since the first day it woke up and was also vigilant about such things.

But now.

It was actually willing to enter the ball voluntarily.

This made All Baimu almost unable to imagine his ears.

He looked at Glastrier, then at Spectrier, and silently took out a Luxury Ball he had prepared.

But just before handing it over.

The King of Bountiful Harvests suddenly spoke.

"Wait."

Its eyes were full of teasing, and it said in a playful tone: "You don't think you can tame me just like this, do you? I know that for human Trainers to tame Pokémon, they must defeat them, and you haven't defeated me."

"This..."

All Baimu twitched the corners of his mouth.

White Horse Calyrex is a genuine Tier 1 Legendary; in the Pokémon anime world, Tier 2 Legendaries and Mythical Pokémon can be defeated, and Ash doesn't know how many he has defeated.

But so far, there has never been a Tier 1 Legendary defeated by a Trainer using Pokémon; they basically all fell under human black technology.

How much strength has it actually restored?

"Are you panicking?"

Calyrex seemed to be able to sense his emotions and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will stay by your side until you defeat me. Come on! Young man! Try hard to accept the gift I give you!"

Holy cow.

This guy's way of speaking has become arrogant!

Where is that cute little deer from before?

All Baimu looked at Calyrex, who seemed to have regained the upper hand, and didn't know what to say. ===== CHAPTER 898 =====