Taming Zacian

Zacian's questions continued.

As it questioned Mark, it held a hand grinder in its mouth and brewed him a cup of pure black coffee on the spot.

Compared to the other Pokemon, Zacian was clearly more curious about Mark's sage power. It not only carefully asked when and how Mark had become a sage, but also repeatedly asked him to display the Fairy-type power he possessed.

Mark did not hide anything and showed Zacian his sage power.

In fact, for Mark, this was also a form of verification for his own power.

After becoming a sage, Mark's understanding of power had reached a new level. Now, as he sensed the Fairy-type power within Zacian, he gained a different kind of insight.

It was not just Zacian. Mark had also gained a deeper understanding of Calyrex's power.

While using his sage power, Mark also helped Calyrex grow several Coffee Trees, and Calyrex roasted several bags of brand-new varieties of coffee beans as a result.

However, no matter how delicious the coffee was, it still had that bitter taste.

Mark thought it was quite good, but aside from Calyrex, Mewtwo, and trash-collecting Shaymin, the Pokemon generally did not like that bitterness.

"Since that's the case, we'll head back first." Mark called out to the many chattering little ones, waved at Groudon, who was still gliding low through the air in the distance, then looked at Calyrex again. "Are you going to keep growing coffee here?"

As usual, Calyrex did not speak. It reached toward the large bump on its head and pulled out the emerald-green Staff of Abundance.

The emerald-green staff lightly tapped the ground.

Mark's pupils contracted slightly.

Before becoming a sage, he might not have been able to sense it so clearly. But now that he was one, he could