Sylveon, meanwhile, thought of Meow Meow Grass's toy.
The two Magic Spirits glanced at each other, then resolutely turned around, like iron-blooded warriors marching onto the battlefield!
But before long, the two Magic Spirits came to a stop again.
St. Marian's Castle was simply too large and too empty. There was no familiar scent in the corners or cracks.
They crouched halfway to the ground, looking up at the towering walls of the ancient castle, suddenly overcome by a frightening sense of their own smallness.
It was the oppressive weight brought by the accumulation of time and history.
The two little ones could not help pressing close together.
It was not until their magic power sent out a warning that Miltank hurriedly took out a Finisher Card to produce Moomoo Milk. It and Sylveon each drank a bottle in quick succession.
But after replenishing themselves, where were they supposed to go next?
Miltank had never intended to leave the tower in the first place, while Sylveon had only acted on a whim.
Neither of them had made any plans.
"Miyo."
A flash of inspiration struck Sylveon, and it came up with an idea!
"Moo!"
Miltank was very interested in its suggestion and immediately nodded vigorously.
Thus, the two Magic Spirits began running through the dim corridor.
Before long, Sylveon reached the classroom closest to the Noble House Tower first.
"Mii!"
Standing at the classroom door, it called loudly to Miltank, which had fallen behind.
In its haste, Miltank lunged forward, curled itself into a ball, and rolled ahead with increasing speed.
"Miyoo!"
Sylveon suddenly rose onto its hind legs, its two ribbon feelers abruptly stretching out to block the rapidly rolling Miltank at the critical moment!
But it had acted too hastily and could not exert enough force. The ribbons