"Heart, huh."
Dian murmured to himself. The mention of heart reminded him of the Sub-Elite he had come out to welcome.
She was called a Sub-Elite, but in truth, Caitlin only had to wait for the previous Elite to step down before officially becoming the Psychic-type Elite—the magnificent White Fairy, one of the world's few psychic masters.
It was said that she received at least a hundred marriage proposals every year, and that only counted those who managed to reach her door.
As a man, Dian could understand their thinking perfectly well.
If they married a psychic, even the least gifted of their descendants would still be a Psychic-type Trainer.
They could be called the natural-born nobility among Trainers.
Add her beauty, elegance, and formidable strength, and it was practically a deal with guaranteed returns.
Just then, Charizard tentatively took to the air. Its orange-red wings beat hard, making its entire body seem enormous as it blocked out the sunlight.
As its shadow approached the Battle Arena, a perfectly timed command rang out. "Charizard, Dragon Claw!"
The Blond Man wore a casual smile, but his gaze was serious.
Until now, he had rarely left home, much less paid attention to news about Trainers.
But that did not mean he knew nothing about Trainers and Pokémon.
Quite the opposite.
He was the heir to a Great Family, a merchant of noble birth whose family was deeply involved in the Pokémon industry.
Naturally, he knew what it meant to raise a Pokémon, especially one with a beautiful appearance.
Money!!
Ample funding—even a continuous flow of it—and investment in resources.
Alolan Vulpix is a rare Pokémon even in the Alola Region, and he's raised it so well.
The previous battle flashed through the Blond Man's mind. Charizard had won easily.
But that did