Truth and falsehood

Soon.

Dian smiled. "Zubat, use Supersonic to check whether there's a passage beyond this door."

"Zz?"

After circling once, Zubat landed on Dian's shoulder and released Supersonic straight ahead.

The invisible waves quickly probed the way ahead. Then Zubat turned toward Dian and cried twice. "Zz! Zz!"

Just as I thought.

Dian nodded.

In fact, this place offered anyone who could read Napolant's writing three choices. The first was to believe the stories on either side and choose accordingly. The second was to believe neither story and look for another way out.

The third was to withhold judgment on the two stories, or even disregard them entirely. Naturally, such a person would not choose either of the offered routes, but would simply proceed straight ahead.

Since the Napolant Kingdom no longer existed, what was the point of talking about royal authority? A king without even a kingdom had no right to speak of conquest or protection.

He took out Beedrill's Poké Ball and called Beedrill out. "Beedrill, help Misdreavus smash this door."

Beedrill and Misdreavus exchanged a glance, then unleashed a furious barrage of attacks on the seamless door before them, which might well have been a priceless historical artifact.

Bang!

Boom!

As cracks spread across it, the once-exquisite door was reduced to a pile of rubble.

What appeared before Dian now was a golden hall.

Four enormous, luxurious chandeliers shaped like Chandelure hung inside the square hall.

Directly beneath them stood four massive stone statues. With their bizarre bodies, hideous single eyes, and black holes in their chests, they depicted the legendary guides to the Spirit World: Dusknoir.

The surrounding walls were covered in lifelike murals, with twisting script beside them.

Apart from these, the hall contained only an enormous stone tablet at its very center.

Beedrill closed its