R.I.P

Manaphy's goodwill lasted until the Sea Temple surfaced, only then did it let the Water-type Pokémon shining brilliantly beneath the sea gradually disperse.

There was little it could do for Su Hao now. Aside from summoning a large number of Water-type Pokémon to put on a unique performance for Su Hao and the others, all it could do was pilot the Sea Temple into the abyssal depths and find Uncle Kyogre, telling him to stop causing such a commotion.

After suffering a setback, Manaphy had become much more cautious. The Sea Temple surfaced near the Pacific High Seas instead of rashly breaking through the sea frozen over by the Articuno and openly announcing to everyone that it had returned.

It was daytime now, and the Sea Temple's concealment barrier remained active. No matter who looked with the naked eye, they would never discover that the Sea Temple stood in what appeared to be empty space.

Standing on the Sea Temple's terrace, Su Hao had only Hisuian Braviary by his side now. Knowing what they were about to do, Hisuian Braviary was clearly a little nervous.

Only a few years had passed for it, but for Lugia, perhaps tens of thousands of years had gone by. It did not know whether the other party still remembered it.

Just as Hisuian Braviary was filled with apprehension, a pair of hands covered its body. Gentle Tokiwa Power spread out, as though soothing its emotions.

"Whether it remembers you is no longer important. Didn't you want to express your gratitude to it and return the Silver Feather?"

"As long as you do what you can, that's enough."

Noticing Hisuian Braviary's unease, Su Hao ended his conversation with Manaphy and calmly talked it through.

Manaphy, who had been listening in, wore a thoughtful expression. So