At Pryce's request, Xia Yan pushed his wheelchair over to the side.
They came to the garden behind Space-Time Tower.
With Dialga and Palkia working together, Alamos Town had almost completely recovered.
Even Space-Time Tower's control room, which had been damaged during the battle between Xia Yan's group and Hoshino Long Yi, had been restored along with everything else.
It seemed Dialga and Palkia were fairly conscientious after all.
When they reached the garden, the warm sunlight made the entire place feel full of spring.
The Pokémon living in the garden had also recovered from their initial panic.
Starly chirped away on the branches, while Bidoof poked its head out of the pond, staring with vacant, adorable eyes. It seemed not to realize what it had just experienced, tilting its head as it pondered what to eat that evening.
The Burmy in the grass, directed by the rhythmic commands of Kricketune, beat the little gongs in their hands. Their huffing and puffing added even more life to the garden.
A few Combee occasionally flew past, diligently working among the flowers. From time to time, they stopped on a blossom to taste whether its nectar met their queen's standards, while carrying pollen from one flower to another.
They arrived beneath the shade of a tree.
Sunlight filtered through the lush leaves.
It left scattered patches of light on the ground.
Pryce seemed to like this scenery very much.
Ever since entering the garden, he had appeared exceptionally calm, and even his rigid expression had softened considerably.
The sight was reflected in his deep eyes.
Ripples stirred in the tranquil depths of his gaze.
Xia Yan also revealed a warm smile.
Only such a quiet, peaceful, beautiful Pokémon World possessed true value and meaning worth protecting.
Neither the old man nor the