Forest Blessing

"Ah—"

As Galarian Moltres flew overhead with Volkner in its claws, Jing He and the Pokémon silently followed its path with their eyes.

"Gengar," Gengar muttered.

This was bad. That afro could fly now.

Hm?

Jing He looked at Gengar, who was riding on Spectrier's back, surprised by the purple little fatty's train of thought.

But he had to admit.

It was pretty incisive.

"Was that... your friend, Jing He?" Calyrex asked after coming back to its senses.

After all, both Jing He and Volkner were dressed quite differently from the residents of Freezington.

"Uh..."

For a moment, Jing He did not know how to answer. He hesitated over whether he should acknowledge such a friend.

Then Calyrex said:

"Looks like he provoked the Three Legendary Birds. Those three rarely appear in the Crown Tundra. They only migrate here once every few decades, yet your friend happened to run into them."

Jing He adjusted his glasses, tacitly accepting the label of "friend."

"With his strength... there shouldn't be any major problem."

Though it felt a little embarrassing, Jing He had always been quite confident in Volkner's strength.

"Strength?"

Calyrex glanced toward the sky, as though asking: if he was strong, why had Moltres carried him off like that?

"Ahem."

Jing He coughed twice. "Never mind. I'd better go take a look."

"Shall I accompany you?" Calyrex asked.

"No need."

Jing He declined.

It was not that he was arrogant enough to disregard Galarian Moltres's strength. Rather, although Calyrex had recovered some of its power, it had looked half-dead barely half an hour ago. Jing He truly was not reassured by Calyrex's current condition.

He could not disregard Galarian Moltres's strength, but underestimating it a little was still acceptable.

Calyrex seemed to see through his thoughts. Considering how easily Jing He