The Beginning of Temporal and Spatial Disorder (Part 3)

Sinnoh.

Alamos Town.

Located west of Mt. Coronet and north of Oreburgh City and Jubilife City, it could not be considered a particularly large city.

The entire city was steeped in an antique charm.

Whether in its architecture or its surroundings, it exuded the beauty of classical Western style.

Horse-drawn carriages rumbled slowly down the streets.

The three people seated inside leaned against the carriage door, looking out at the town through the windows.

Though Alamos Town was not large, its streets were crowded with people.

Everyone wore a smile on their face.

Beneath the glow of the setting sun, it all seemed exceptionally beautiful.

Alamos Town's broad, sturdy streets were also beloved battlefields for many Trainers.

The enthusiasm for Pokémon battles here was extremely high. Even with the sun about to set, nothing could dampen their passion.

That was because Alamos Town had a century-old arena, a sacred place in the hearts of many Trainers.

The passion and atmosphere for battle had begun with that arena.

"Is that the Space-Time Tower?"

Lance rested his head against the carriage as he looked at the twin towers soaring into the clouds outside the window, unable to stop himself from asking.

"Hehe, you're right, sir. That's the Space-Time Tower."

Before Xia Yan or Cynthia could speak, the elderly carriage driver eagerly took over with a proud smile.

From afar,

the Space-Time Tower was actually made up of two tall towers, linked together by a special structure in the middle.

Those structures were very unusual. At first glance, they looked like piano strings and keys.

"The tower on the left is called Time, and the one on the right is called Space. They are Alamos Town's most iconic landmarks, funded and built a hundred years ago by the famous Mr. Gaudy of our