"How could this be—"
Ryuto clutched his head and wailed.
He could not believe Ogerpon had already taken down his target.
Not only had he failed to help with anything, but Pecharunt had nearly caused him to tear Kitakami apart—
This was not how the script was supposed to go!
Ryuto grabbed Baimu's sleeve and said pitifully, "You can't do this to me!"
"Who told you to let your guard down?"
He spread his hands, acting as though there was nothing he could do.
Dragonite swayed unsteadily as it looked around in confusion. After Ogerpon had violently smacked it on the head, it was still a little dizzy.
"Uh?"
Its Trainer should have been fine, right? But if its Trainer was fine, that did not seem possible either.
Its two brain cells began fighting each other.
Baimu consoled him, "You can wait until they wake up, then battle them again!"
"...How long will I have to wait?"
"No idea. Ogerpon hit them pretty hard."
Munkidori, the first one to be knocked out, still had not awakened. He seriously suspected that monkey had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
—Still better than dying!
Baimu had personally changed history, just like Ash had, yet he still remembered the original history clearly.
The Loyal Three were no longer the Loyal Three. What would they be called in the future?
The Three Calamities?
Ryuto dejectedly looked at the distant crowd, forced to accept the merciless and cruel reality.
At the center of the crowd.
Rhyperior had stuffed the three Loyal Three into the Rattan Cage, while the townspeople stared wide-eyed like visitors at a zoo.
"What strange monsters!"
"They don't look especially powerful, do they?"
"How dangerous a monster is can't be judged by its appearance! Let me tell you, I once encountered a tiny monster..."