Time always flew when you were focused on something.
The boy and his Pokémon trained hard on the little island until, one day, a great dragon finally took flight and headed south.
Izabe Island, in the eastern seas.
It lay at the very heart of the eastern seas, not far from Wailz Island, but was much larger!
Quite a few people lived on this island. As the population grew, human settlements gradually sprang up.
By now, Priga City on Izabe Island had become a famous tourist destination and port city in the Hoenn Region's eastern seas.
Ferries, speedboats, and other forms of transport ran from here to Sootopolis City and Ever Grande City.
That also made it an important transit hub.
At the center of Priga Island stood an enormous polygonal building.
It had yellow walls and a red roof, with an exquisitely crafted, enormous bow above its front entrance!
This was the venue for the Pokémon Contest!
In a room on the top floor...
Steven lounged against a sofa with a glass of red wine in hand, watching the contest performances below with relish through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Every so often, he nodded, approval in his eyes.
Click!
The door suddenly opened.
"I didn't expect you to last this long."
Dressed in elegant white attire, his long hair swaying, Wallace, the Water Prince, walked in and shook his head with a smile.
"You've never had much patience for contest performances."
Steven raised his glass with a smile in acknowledgment, then said,
"I just dislike flashy things with no substance. But if there were more Coordinators like you, with both real strength and an eye for the details of a performance, I'd be more than happy to watch!"
Wallace shrugged helplessly.
"Pokémon Contests are still a long way behind League