Celestic Town.
Dragon Graveyard.
"Os?"
Latios curiously looked around.
It watched the Dragon-type Pokémon flash past through the sky and race by across the ground.
Its eyes widened involuntarily.
It still remembered when it had just hatched, as though it had only happened yesterday.
But in truth, a long time had already passed.
And when it had first been born, it had been very sleepy, so its impression of the Dragon Graveyard was clearly not very deep.
"Vee vee~~"
Sylveon patted Latios on the back, wearing an expression that said, "Don't be nervous."
Don't be fooled by how strong and sturdy these Dragon-type Pokémon looked.
But Sylveon wasn't bragging.
Not one of them could fight.
You, Latios, are the fattest one!
Hearing Sylveon's words, Latios hurriedly covered its mouth in panic.
Putting everything else aside.
Among the Dragon-type Pokémon that had flown past just now, it had sensed the aura of several Elite Four-level Dragon-type Pokémon.
Sylveon could say that to Sub-Elite Four Dragon-type Pokémon, but against Elite Four-level Dragon-type Pokémon, it would still be somewhat of a stretch.
"Mmff mmff mmff—"
With its mouth covered, Sylveon hurriedly brushed Latios's hand away and glared at it.
"Vee! Vee~ Vee~"
It puffed up its cheeks, looking rather unhappy.
"Awoo~ woo~"
Little Vulpix at its side, however, eagerly echoed it.
Bow says that's right. Not one of them can fight. You're the fattest!
Latios looked at the proud Sylveon, then at the innocent Little Vulpix.
Fine.
It surrendered.
If.
One Sylveon was not enough to deal with an ordinary Elite Four-level Dragon-type Pokémon, then adding Little Vulpix should be enough.
There was no helping it.
One was a Fairy-type Pokémon, while the other was an Ice-type Pokémon.
That was how confident they were, how bold they were.
Most Dragon-type moves felt like