"Woohoo, is that Silver City?"
White clouds drifted past before their eyes.
Ash sat by the helicopter window, looking at the majestic city in the distance and the enormous egg-shaped battle arena at its center.
Gary put away his small laptop and shot Professor Oak, who was beaming beside him, an irritated look.
"It's all that old man's fault for delaying us with his research. We couldn't watch Teacher's earlier matches in person. Especially the one the day before yesterday—Mega Evolution."
A day had already passed since Xia Yan's battle against Giovanni.
Today was the round of sixty-four to thirty-two.
As he spoke, admiration inevitably appeared in Gary's eyes.
Which only made him dislike Professor Oak beside him even more.
How could anyone miss a Masters Tournament match?
Ash's mother, Delia, still wearing an apron, asked worriedly, "Are there still seats? I heard the spectator tickets sold out ages ago."
"Hehe—don't worry."
Professor Oak said with a chuckle.
With his status as Professor Oak, surely they could clear out a private box for him?
"Aunt Delia, don't worry. With Teacher's status, getting us a few tickets is easy."
Gary decisively denied his grandfather the chance to show off.
"That's true."
Delia's eyes curved into crescents.
"I can see the stadium! There are so many people!"
Ash was clearly not on the same wavelength as them, crying out excitedly.
Gary immediately gave him a disdainful look.
Professor Oak, however, liked Ash's innocent and lively nature. He had the vigor young people should have.
Compared with Ash, Gary seemed far too mature.
Thinking of his student and this new discovery,
The smile on Professor Oak's face simply could not be suppressed.
He was a researcher. He neither participated in nor wanted to concern himself with the Pokémon League's convoluted affairs. He only