In the deepest part of Slumbering Weald y the Hero's Rest—a quiet, mystical court cealed by thick forest and yers of mist.

  The remains of a broken stone arch, covered in soft moss, stood proudly amidst the greenery. At its base was an a stoablet, the carved words long eroded by time, their meaning lost to the ages.

  Before the tablet rested two weathered, rusty ons—one, a sword, and the other, a shield. Both relics y dormant, bathed in soft beams of moonlight filtering through the opy above.

  This pce was the sanctuary of Za and Zamazenta. In aimes, after banishing the looming darkness, the two heroes had retreated here to live in peaceful seclusion.

  Naoki and Calyrex, the King of Bountiful Harvests, stood before the royal court, the old, sacred artifacts glowing uhe moonlight.

  Oher side of Calyrex stood Za and Zamazenta, their gazes focused on their a ons. In deep, low growls that sounded like words carried on the wind, the legendary Pokémon spoke:

  "Woof..." (While battling the darkness, our ons were damaged by its power. When peace returned, we id them to rest here in the Hero's Rest.)

  Naoki listened in silence, abs the weight of their words. He g Za, whose noble form stood steady beside Calyrex. Both Za and Zamazenta were still in their Hero of Many Battles forms—without their sword and shield, they could not transform into the ed Sword and ed Shield forms that once defiheir legendary strength.

  "Woof?" (King, when will you leave?) Zamazenta asked, breaking the quiet with a note of .

  Calyrex shifted his gaze from the rusted artifacts to the forest beyond and answered with calm finality:

  "I will leave this paoki has pleted his work."

  Naoki blinked in mild surprise at the mention of his name, but before he could react, the two legendary Pokémon turo study him with curious expressions.

  Za and Zamazenta exged gnces, sensing that the human standing before them was no ordinary traveler.

  Naoki felt the weight of their gaze, aware that his presence was being scrutinized. Zamazenta's sharp eyes waoward Koraidon, who stood silently by Naoki's side, radiating an aura of quiet power.

  Zamazenta's hackles raised slightly in uhe aura surrounding the Pokémon apanying Naoki was subtle, but unmistakably overwhelming—strong enough to rival their own, or perhaps even surpass it.

  Though they still did not fully uand why their former king chose to apany this human, Za's curiosity got the better of him:

  "Woof, woof?" (King, will we see you again someday?)

  Calyrex offered no definite answer. Instead, he spoke gently, as if leaving behind a riddle:

  "Once your duty is fulfilled—should you wish to see me again—follow the traces I leave, and you may find me in another nd."

  Hearing this, Za and Zamazenta's expressions brightened.

  "Woof!" (We uand!)

  Watg the two legendary Pokémon bow respectfully to Calyrex, an amusing thought suddenly crossed Naoki's mind.

  'These two... they don't seem like swimmers. Like Groudon, they probably 't fly either. So… how would they mao cross the o if they had to?'

  'That's a problem.'

  It was getting te, and to give Za and Zamazenta a bit more time with Calyrex, Naoki decided to set up camp nearby. He pitched a tent and lit a small campfire, with Koraidon and Cyclizar lending a hand.

  The Spectrier and Gstrier stood quietly nearby, sn occasionally as they grazed on the soft grass at the edge of the royal court.

  Za and Zamazenta rested close to the fire, their heads gently id on their front paws, eyes calm as they watched the fmes danbsp;

  The sight stirred something in Naoki's heart.

  'They really do look like big dogs… and they're adorable.'

  He sighed wistfully. 'If only...'

  'If only I could bring them back to Paldea.' Naoki mused dreamily.

  Imagine—Calyrex running a farm, with Za and Zamazenta w as sheepdogs uard dogs.

  But Naoki k wasn't possible. Za and Zamazenta had an important mission—to defend the region from Eternatus. Taming them wasn't an option.

  "Ahh… I wish I had brought a camera," Naoki muttered to himself. Getting a photo with two legendary Pokémon would've been amazing."

  With a shake of his head, Naoki shifted his gaze from the resting wolves to Calyrex, who sat calmly by the fire.

  "We'll head out early tomorrow," Naoki said to Calyrex. "Once we everything here, we finally head back to Paldea."

  Calyrex gave a slight nod of approval. "Yes."

  ...

  The m, Naoki packed his belongings, carefully restored the campsite, and prepared to set off with his Pokémon panions.

  Za and Zamazenta stood proudly in the m light, their noble expressions calm as they watched Calyrex, the former King of Gar, take his leave.

  Calyrex gave the two Pokémon a respectful nod before turning to follow Naoki out of the Slumbering Weald.

  When they reached Postwick Town, Naoki noticed a group of children pying and ughing together oreet.

  He paused for a moment, watg them.

  Calyrex turo him, tilting his head in curiosity. "What's on your mind?"

  "Nothing," Naoki said with a soft smile. "It just feels a bit strange…"

  He thought about Victor and Hop, two young trainers who would soon bee the heroes of Gar.

  'Right now, they're probably about the same age as these kids… wetting their beds, g when they lose their favorite toys.'

  He chuckled quietly to himself.

  'Who would've thought that, in a few years, they'd save the entire region?'

  "Let's go," Naoki said, his gaze softening.

  The group followed the same path and boarded the steam train bound for Wyndon City.

  This city is known as the headquarters of the Gar Flying Taxi Fleet, where travelers also purchase rare materials like Corviknight shed feathers.

  The pn was to stock up on supplies since acquiring only a few feathers wouldn't be enough. As Tinktuff evolves, their strength and skills grow expoially, rendering earlier tools insuffit. These Pokémoe new and stronger hammers during each stage of their evolution, ing rge amounts of metal in the process.

  Additionally, Naoki also had to gather materials for Pawmot's hammer, ensuring the Pokémon had the best tools to work with. Colleg everything irip seemed like the most effit option, as it would save time and prevent unnecessary bad-forth journeys.

  The train, known for its impressive speed, swiftly carried them across Gar. After roughly eight hours, they arrived at Wyndon City.

  The moment Naoki and the Calyrex stepped off the ptform and out of the station, they were taken aback by the bustling industrial ndscape.

  As the rgest city in the Gar region, the sheer scale of Wyndon City seems even grahan Lumiose City in Kalos. Skyscrapers tower over the ndscape, with two interected monorail lines cirg the city, threading through modern districts and bustling hubs.

  The architecture is a blend of past and future—featuring the Pace Gate Arena, resembling a giant pink rose in full bloom, and luxurious hotels inspired by Victorian and Gothic styles. In trast, sleek, high-tech towers stand proudly, funting the city's modernity. At the heart of it all lies a vast tral park that offers a tranquil oasis amidst the urban sprawl.

  At the ter of the park, a giant bck statue of a Corviknight domihe se. The steel wings of the statue shimmer uhe sunlight, giving off an imposing aura of strength and majesty. Above, flocks of Rookidee and Corvisquire glide through the sky, filling the air with their pyful cries.

  The streets are alive with movement. Office workers, dressed in sharp suits and holding briefcases, weave through the crowds, while fashionable upper-css dies carry small oral fans or silk pouches and the sounds of cars, chatter, and the occasional Corviknight wi create the rhythm of the city's life.

  It is indeed a metropolis shaped by the vision of Chairman Rose. His influence is visible in every er of the city, from its infrastructure to its sense of ambition.

  Even Calyrex is struck with awe, gazing at the gleaming silver towers that reach for the heavens. After a moment of silent refle, he murmurs, "Humans are truly remarkable. To think they have built something so grand... It is beyond my expectations."