After hearing Keldeo's introduction, Mingyou looked slightly surprised. The last Sword of Justice... That statement could mean many things. Everyone knew there were four Swords of Justice in total, so where were the other three?
Moreover, there was that final sentence...
The last Pokémon on Earth? How was that possible? There were countless more Pokémon than humans, and even a billion years later, Pokémon still existed. Iron Thorns, for example, was a Tyranitar that had developed a mechanical body due to environmental changes.
But then Mingyou thought about it. Terastal Energy connected countless futures, and any choice could give rise to a different future. Reality, Ideals, chaos... They were all developments of different futures.
Miraidon's future had opened the Desire Grand Prix for Digital Life, while the future Iron Valiant came from had already begun reenacting The Wandering Earth. The settings couldn't be scrutinized too closely, or things would only become more confusing.
After pondering for a long while, Mingyou came back to himself. His tone turned completely serious as he said, "It seems that the world you originally came from should have been a future along a destruction route caused by chaos, while this is the past."
"Keru!?"
When Keldeo heard him say this was the past, a glimmer flashed through its eyes, as if it had grasped a hope.
In that case, all I have to do is kill every human responsible before the tragedy happens. These humans had become far too urbanized!
"..."
Mingyou had no idea how to complain about that. Perhaps after staying in such an environment for too long, the child's mental state had truly developed some problems.
"A Sword of Justice's duty is to protect, isn't it?"
"Keru!"
But I didn't protect anything!
"What about Pawmot's family? You saved them from Iron Leaves."