Calyrex showed little interest.
Baimu was thrilled.
"Pokémon can provide faith too! That's perfect!"
He had come to see Calyrex partly for the people, but mostly for the Pokémon.
Though three Lugia had forcibly altered the ocean currents around Orre, making its climate far more hospitable than before, the Wild Pokémon could not wait that long.
When he left, the Orre Rescue Organization and Pokémon Park were still locked in fruitless talks.
The situation had grown so tense it was like a bomb with its fuse about to be lit.
If the people of the Valley of Origin whom Baimu had asked to come farm the land had not eased the conflict, something ugly would have happened sooner or later.
Finding Calyrex on this trip had finally given him a glimpse of a solution to that deep-rooted conflict.
And now that he knew Pokémon could provide Calyrex with faith, that glimmer of hope shone brighter still.
Baimu already had a plan.
Once he helped Calyrex find its horse, he would take it back to Pokémon Park in Orre to grow Berries and create suitable habitats for the Wild Pokémon.
With N's guidance, the Pokémon that benefited would naturally become Calyrex's followers and help it regain its power.
Then it could restore greenery to more land and gain even more followers.
A perpetual-motion machine!
If all went smoothly, he could achieve his goal before the Orre League convened at the end of the year.
Unfortunately, all that depended on everything going perfectly.
Things had a way of going wrong. Orre was a distant land beyond Galar. Once Calyrex found its horse, would it really agree to go there with him?
Baimu had held off on telling it the details because he feared frightening the little deer.
But he had taken such