A Meeting with Scott

It was no wonder that someone who would become the future owner of the Battle Frontier, and who had been jointly recommended by Brawly and Roxanne, possessed such outstanding qualities.

Not only had he quickly grasped the deeper significance of the project, but he had also demonstrated excellent planning ability and sincerity in cooperation.

Xinhai: "I'm very happy to work with you, Scott. Your arrangements are very thorough. I have no issues on my end. I'll wait for you in Lavaridge Town tomorrow, and we'll decide on the exact location later."

Scott: "Then it's settled! See you tomorrow! I'm already looking forward to it! (Attached was an energetic Infernape emoji.)"

After ending his call with Scott, Xinhai let out a long breath and placed the Pokédex on the table.

Outside the window, night had fully fallen over Lavaridge Town. Scattered lights mingled with the steam rising from the hot spring inns, creating a peaceful, warm scene.

The animation project had taken a substantial step forward, and he had found a reliable partner to carry it out.

And tomorrow, Scott's arrival would officially set the project in motion.

However, Xinhai quickly gathered his thoughts.

Just as Brawly and Roxanne had reminded him—and as he himself had always maintained—a Trainer would always be his primary identity.

He turned to look at his partners in the room.

Eevee was sprawled on the cushion, hugging a doll in her sleep; Charmander was letting out soft snores in his little nest, the flame on his tail burning quietly; Gardevoir sat with her eyes closed in meditation, a faint glow surrounding her; Blaziken, meanwhile, was steadily regulating his breathing in the corner, carrying out his final pre-sleep breathing exercise...

Tomorrow, after they finished discussing the matter, he and his partners would enter the outskirts of Mt.