Eighty-eighth day since leaving the Orange Islands. Cloudy.
Twelve days had already passed since arriving in Saffron City. Only three short days remained until the final trading deadline.
In the villa courtyard on the outskirts, the sky was gently veiled by a thin layer of clouds. The scorching sunlight pierced through them and baked the earth. The Pokémon trained diligently beneath the awning, sweat pouring down like rain.
Yu Hai reclined comfortably beneath a parasol, tightly holding a cold drink. The chill slid down his throat, instantly easing much of the weariness in his body and mind.
After preparing the food the Pokémon needed for their breakthroughs every day, he could finally steal half a day of leisure from his busy life. Such a relaxing stretch of time was rare, and he could enjoy a pleasant afternoon for once.
Ever since entrusting most of his Pokémon to Yanbo and Blaine, he had clearly felt much lighter. The number of Pokémon he carried had also decreased considerably.
For the past dozen days, they had remained here training these little guys. As time passed, according to Gengar's observations, Lucario's aura had undergone a major change.
Gengar could clearly sense that Lucario was getting closer and closer to a breakthrough. It was as though an invisible force was quietly stirring. The powerful fluctuations Lucario occasionally emitted made him greatly anticipate its breakthrough.
There was another piece of good news. The energy contained in the sheep horn was nearly depleted. Before all that energy completely dissipated, he had no intention of casually grinding the horn into powder. Still, the waiting over the next few days was truly agonizing!
A Long's Pokémon had also changed considerably over the past few days. Gyarados remained as it always had been—just a Silly Fish.
Charmander had long since