Half an hour later, Suben looked at the calm-faced Sato, then at the dense forest behind them.
He began to wonder. Was this really the Natural Maze that had stumped countless trainee investigators?
Why had someone else found a route on their first entry that was even more streamlined than the one he had summarized after exploring it countless times?
Was the gap between people really this vast? Suben was not particularly strong; he did not even rank among the notable figures at Pokémon League headquarters.
But since he could become a teacher who guided Independent Investigators, his attainments in speed and escape were undoubtedly exceptional.
Suben could say with complete responsibility that Ralts possessed the strongest scouting ability he had ever seen in his life, without question!
"Congratulations on passing the Second Stage assessment. Your Ralts is very impressive.
"For the Third Stage assessment, contact me a day in advance once you are ready. I'll make the arrangements then."
Sato nodded in thanks and gently pressed down on Ralts's little head, signaling for it not to get too proud.
Ralts forcefully shook off Sato's large hand and unhappily Teleported onto Hydreigon's back.
Little Left, Little Right, and Little Three immediately Turned Their Heads, greeting their Big Sister Boss with ingratiating smiles.
Unfortunately, the three dragons simply were not cute enough to offer any comfort or healing. In the blink of an eye, Ralts drove them away as if swatting mosquitoes.
Little Left, Little Right, and Little Three felt deeply wronged. I'm a dignified pseudo-legendary reduced to being a lick dog, and you still think I'm ugly! I might not be handsome, but at least I'm imposing, right?
But what Hydreigon did not know was that in Ralts's world, Cute is Justice! And it was the embodiment of justice!