In the courtyard.
Calyrex lowered his head and gazed at the foam box before him.
The carrot seed had already been planted, and the soil had reportedly been brought from the Crown Tundra at the Shallow Believer's request.
That land had once been under his rule.
After ten thousand years, it had grown this barren...
Unfortunately, he had yet to recover much of his power. Otherwise, he could have grown the carrot with a wave of his hand instead of waiting so anxiously.
For now, his best option was to slowly pour his power into the soil and make it fertile.
But—
There were two foam boxes!
Calyrex turned toward the box beside Regice. It held dark, almost frozen soil, and he hesitated.
As everyone knew, the king had two beloved steeds and two kinds of carrots they liked to eat. Each kind grew in different soil.
But there was only one king.
And he lacked the power to grow both kinds of carrot at once.
He had no choice but to make a difficult decision between them.
"Where is my loyal subject?"
Calyrex turned to look for the "culprit" behind his dilemma, hoping to leave the choice of carrot to Baimu, as he could in the game.
The Male Indeedee waiting nearby respectfully informed him that their guest had gone out to train his Pokémon.
Calyrex: "..."
It was only his second day since awakening, but the wise King of Bountiful Harvest had gradually learned about this era through various means.
Among his discoveries were Pokémon battles, the latest and most popular pastime.
Before awakening, he could never have imagined people commanding creatures to fight one another for fame and fortune.
Even when humanity had turned its back on him, countless kinds of creatures had still pressed in on