Whatever undercurrents were stirring in the outside world, Yong was in a good mood as he arrived in the Survival Area with Mr. Scott.
It was the same villa, and the same reception room as before.
The moment he entered the hall, Yong saw the elderly woman—Bertha Grandmother, wearing a kindly smile.
He still remembered wanting to ask this member of the Elite Four about raising Ground-type Pokémon during the Elite Tournament, only to miss his chance because of the Dark Organization's sabotage.
He had never expected to meet her again...
At this time, in this place, her purpose was not difficult to guess.
"Hello, Bertha!"
The boy smiled and greeted her first.
Bertha Grandmother smiled and said,
"Come, sit down! You must be exhausted after two straight days of battles. Mr. Scott, sorry for the trouble, but could you pour our Frontier Brain a cup of black tea?"
Mr. Scott froze briefly, but quickly caught on and said with a smile,
"Of course! It would be my honor! Yong, take a seat for a moment."
Watching Scott leave, the boy kept his smile, then withdrew his gaze and sat quietly on the sofa.
Bertha Grandmother shook her head in amusement.
"You don't need to be so wary of me, child! As a Trainer, I'm certainly curious about this Mega Evolution you mentioned, and I want to become stronger, too. But as an old woman, a senior who set out on this path before you, I can only be glad to see such an outstanding newcomer. I have no desire to snuff out your potential."
Yong was somewhat moved, but remained vigilant inwardly.
"For old folks of our generation, the Pokémon League is our home! It's our foundation! And you... no... not just you! Cynthia, even Lance and Lorelei in