On the shore of Lake Valor, a gentle breeze stirred the short, lake-green hair of a man in a white cape. He leaned quietly against a lakeside rock, as beautiful as a painting.
Out on the distant lake, a Milotic shimmering with rainbow light leaped from the water, trailing a dreamlike Water Illusion.
This handsome man, seemingly apart from the mortal world, was the eternal god of Pokémon Contests, Master Coordinator Wallace. A man whose flair was even more outrageous than his strength~
"Hello, is this the Pokémon Contest administration? Yes, there's no need to trouble Mr. Contesta to appear as one of the five judges this time." Wallace held his phone, his tone casual.
Only Wallace would dare so openly tell the director of the Contest administration not to come.
And Contesta couldn't even get upset about it. After all, Pokémon Contests could do without Contesta, but they couldn't do without Wallace.
Without this world-class star Coordinator, Pokémon Contests probably still wouldn't have spread beyond the Hoenn Region.
"For the upcoming White Poplar Conference, I'll discuss it with this event's judge. Young Master Mao and I will attend alongside the local Nurse Joy."
Hanging up, Wallace smiled faintly. As long as the appearance fee was high enough, asking Young Master Mao to work a little overtime wasn't too much, was it?
Saturday, November 15.
On the picturesque shores of Lake Valor, the Seven-Star Resort's Pokémon Contest venue officially opened.
The semi-open performance stage, built over Lake Valor, allowed the appeal of water to be used to its fullest.
This was also the habitat of Azelf, the last of the Lake Guardians.
Colress had already sent that squinty-eyed Uxie to Young Master Mao for safekeeping.
With Lorelei's Mesprit included, Young Master Mao only needed one more lake guardian to