Before them stood a tall, square white building that exuded a solemn dignity.
Its enormous dark-gold metal doors were shut tight, like a sturdy defensive line guarding the world beyond.
As the doors slowly opened, a long corridor came into view, leading to the first-floor hall. Their field of vision gradually widened. The corridor's ceiling formed an elegant arch, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the vault.
The walls on either side were carefully covered with exquisite canvases. A closer look revealed depictions of various Pokémon and events of symbolic significance, all rendered vividly. At the very least, Yong found Mew among them...
Speaking of the little one, it had wandered off somewhere again.
Fortunately, it was Mew. In this world, aside from human ambition, almost nothing would pose a threat to it-not because nothing could, but because nothing would.
Many wall lamps adorned the canvases along the corridor, arranged in matching pairs on either side. Their soft glow illuminated the entire space.
Led by Lusamine, the group passed through the corridor and entered the spacious main hall.
The moment they stepped inside, a sense of grandeur washed over them.
Even Yong and Cynthia, composed as they were, could not help feeling surprised by the hall before them.
It was far more spacious than they had imagined, and its furnishings made it resemble both an enormous reception room and an exhibition hall filled with fascinating displays.
Directly ahead, a set of comfortable sofas stood in the center of the hall, surrounding a long wooden table that had clearly been carved by hand.
Tall wooden cabinets lined the surrounding walls, extending all the way to the ceiling and displaying a wide variety of objects.
There were books, documents, Pokémon models, ornaments of various shapes, and collectibles of special significance. Each caught Cynthia's