The Whirl Islands lay at the end of Johto's Route 41, an island chain made up of four main islands and several smaller ones.
Legend had it that the Whirl Islands had originally been one large landmass, but conflict later broke out between the people and Pokémon there.
In his fury, Lugia, the god of the sea, split the land into four small islands before disappearing into the depths of the Whirl Islands.
Thinking of the three "wayward sons" under Lugia, Gary was a little curious. Just how much trouble had they caused to anger even the good-tempered Lugia...
Warm sunlight shone on the sparkling sea as Gary and Lorelei sat on Lapras's back, heading toward their destination, Silver Rock Island.
The Silver Wing on Eevee-chan's chest emitted a beam of light that pointed straight toward the center of Silver Rock Island.
That was Lugia guiding the hero toward the battlefield he had prepared.
The sea breeze stirred the long hair by Lorelei's temples. The ice beauty sat like a lady, holding a crepe in her hands.
"Mmm~ This tastes incredible." She gently bit into the crepe's springy, chilled wrapper, filled with cream, ice cream, and fresh fruit.
Lorelei licked the cream from her lips with her pink tongue and gave Gary a thumbs-up.
"Hehe, it's got an ice cream filling," Gary said with a smile. "I packed it in an insulated bag before we set out, so it's just right now. If you like it, I'll make it for you again."
Lorelei blinked. "Oh, I couldn't possibly keep imposing. I'll have to prepare a gift for you too."
"You've already been more than good enough to me, Lorelei." Gary waved a hand and said seriously, "But if you insist... could I take a few swimsuit photos to keep