The 146th day after leaving the Orange Islands, cloudy.
The morning sunlight filtered through the thin clouds and spilled across the land, carrying a gentle warmth. It was not yet as scorching as noon.
"Boss, is this really okay?" A Long crawled out of the tent, still bleary-eyed. The moment he looked up, he saw Yu Hai crouching not far away, feeding milk to the young Lugia. The Legendary Pokémon seemed rather out of place among them.
A few days ago, the instant his gaze had landed on Lugia, he had frozen on the spot, his feet seemingly nailed to the ground as he stood there unable to move for a long time.
Even though it was not his first time seeing Lugia, his pupils had still widened uncontrollably. His mouth hung slightly open, his face filled with disbelief, and he had simply stood there dumbfounded as though time itself had frozen.
It was not until some time later, when a breeze swept away the cold sweat on his back, that he suddenly came back to his senses.
He had never imagined that his boss had actually caught Lugia. In the hearts of the people of the Orange Islands, Lugia was the Sea God, the supreme faith of countless people.
In those waters, the Sea God often rescued Sailors and fishermen trapped in storms. The legend of Lugia had thus been passed down from generation to generation, and people regarded the Sea God with awe and gratitude. Yet now, the Sea God of legend had appeared beside his own boss.
Still, his boss would always seriously refute him, stressing that he was only helping Lugia's mother look after her young. He had not caught the young Lugia, and would return it when the time was right.
A Long no longer