The Deal

Unfortunately, Dian had no intention of going out there. He had no interest in the so-called Sword of Royal Authority. Hadn't the High Priest, who seemed to know all about it, nearly been drained into a husk?

It was practically a life-sucking monster straight out of the Pokémon World. Too damn dangerous. He'd pass.

Besides, Rhydon's Trainer was no pushover either. The man had only brought out one Pokémon so far. Did anyone really believe someone who had raised a Rhydon like that had no other Pokémon?

Dian certainly didn't.

And the Sword of Royal Authority looked terrifying right now. Blood-red ribbons whipped in every direction, as though it were choosing its next victim.

Even Cofagrigus, which had been casting a spell above it, had been forced aside.

"Grr..."

Cofagrigus's scarlet eyes flashed. It flew over to Kanon, who lay on the ground, and hovered there, seemingly torn.

Kanon knew what it wanted. With great effort, she pulled another black-and-gold Poké Ball from her clothes.

She was about to speak when a sound rang out that shook her to the soul.

The Sword of Royal Authority had finally regained its senses!

Its golden eye snapped open, taking in everything around it in an instant.

"Ohss!"

Its gaze settled on the Blue-Haired Girl before the stone monument.

"Sword of Royal Authority! I am Leika Napolant, a descendant of Lester Napolant. In accordance with the ancient pact, please come with me and help rebuild the Napolant Kingdom!"

Leika took a deep breath, held out the golden Poké Ball, and watched the sword anxiously.

Even she wasn't sure it would follow her. After all, the pact should have ended when the Napolant Kingdom fell.

Since ancient times, the Sword of Royal Authority had been the symbol of the Napolant Family, just as Cofagrigus