This Calyrex Is Such a Loser

Although Xia Chen had a vague guess about the mysterious Pokémon hiding in the bushes and peering at the statue, he did not expose it right away.

If he was wrong, fine. But if he was right, wouldn't Calyrex lose face?

After the elders who had come to worship Calyrex left, Xia Chen left as well. More precisely, he appeared to leave, but did not go very far.

He kept himself at a delicate distance where the mysterious Pokémon near the statue would not notice him, yet he could still observe that area at all times.

It had to be said, the Crown Tundra was really damn cold. Especially on the hillside—when a biting gust swept past, even Xia Chen, who had trained Calm Mind and Aura for years, could barely endure it.

To avoid being discovered by that mysterious Pokémon, he did not dare call Volcarona out to serve as a heater. He could only cling to Zoroark and tough it out.

As a Ghost type, Zoroark naturally gave off a chill that seemed to pierce straight into one's soul. To make Xia Chen more comfortable, she silently used Fire-type energy to warm her body.

One human and one fox stayed hidden on that hillside for an entire morning.

For some reason, there were pitifully few wild Pokémon in this area. Xia Chen watched all morning and only saw a scattered handful of Swinub, Snover, and Sneasel passing by.

They noticed the fresh Berries placed before the statue as offerings and had originally planned to rush over and feast. Yet perhaps they sensed some kind of presence, because they turned back after getting close.

An entire morning passed, yet not a single one of those fresh Berries—rare food in the Crown Tundra—had gone missing.

This only further confirmed Xia