Pokémon: Starting From Zero as a Legendary Pokémon

"Magearna."

"Doo doo~"

"Go make Volcanion take a break."

Sora deployed the ultimate anti-Volcanion weapon—Magearna—to cool him down a little.

Getting stronger was important, sure.

But there still needed to be moderation.

Volcanion had been pushing himself too hard these past two weeks. He needed to relax properly.

"Why'd you call me back?"

"I can still continue developing Water Hydrogen Cloud and Steam Burst Shots."

Volcanion looked rather unhappy.

Not because of the rest itself—

but because Sora had used Magearna specifically to keep him in check.

Despicable human.

Far too underhanded.

"Alright, alright."

Sora patted Volcanion's arm and laughed.

"You're already strong enough as it is."

"That Water Hydrogen Cloud just now? Even a legendary Pokémon would've gotten slapped in the face by that thing."

"Besides, achieving another qualitative breakthrough in such a short time won't be easy."

The development of the Water Hydrogen Cloud was a qualitative evolution.

Steam Burst Shot has refined control and precision.

The two belonged to entirely different fields.

Volcanion didn't need emotional bonds or friendship power or anything like that.

As long as he kept developing those two techniques, there would absolutely be a place for him among the world's top-tier powerhouses in the future.

"We'll be setting out on another journey in a few days."

"You need proper rest too."

"I don't need—"

Volcanion tried to insist on showing off his endurance, only for Sora to cut him off.

"Strength isn't everything, Volcanion."

Sora's expression softened.

"The scenery along the road."

"Meeting more people and experiencing more things."

"That's part of growth too."

"Hmph."

Volcanion tsundered for a moment before turning his head away.

"Got it."

Then the giant Pokémon moved off to the side and began resting.

The area around the lake had already been reduced to ruins by Volcanion's training.

Only this particular spot remained intact.

Apparently, even while going wild, Volcanion had still consciously protected the area nearby.

"So we're leaving this land next?"

"Yeah."

Sora nodded.

"Our next destination is the Galar region."

"Galar?"

Volcanion replied:

"Never heard of it."

"Ponii~"

Ogerpon suddenly hopped out, saying she had heard Sora mention it before.

"It sounds like there are lots of trainers there."

"And Pokémon battles are super popular."

"There should be plenty of chances to fight."

"Hmph."

"Weak human trainers."

Volcanion expressed his usual disdain, completely forgetting that he himself was technically now a human trainer's Pokémon too.

"Doo doo doo~"

Magearna waved her tiny hands at Sora.

Sora nodded.

"Don't worry."

"You'll get your turn to battle too, Magearna."

As for Magearna's strength…

How should he put it?

In terms of level alone, the accumulation from five hundred years had given Magearna a foundation around Level 65.

Level 65 was already extremely high.

She was firmly at the peak of the overlord-tier.

Among Gym Leader-level Pokémon, she'd easily rank among the very strongest.

And that wasn't all.

That Level 65 was the result after her Soul-Heart had been damaged.

Once Sora repaired it and Victini replenished her energy, Magearna's level stabilized at Level 71.

Ignoring battle experience for the moment—

Magearna was still absolutely a broken-tier monster.

"I'll work hard, doo~"

Don't let Magearna's pink-and-cute appearance fool you.

Considering most Fairy-types possessed surprisingly wild personalities, Sora didn't find her desire for battle strange at all.

The pinker the outfit—

the harder the punches.

That was what Fairy-types were all about.

"Perfect timing to test all the new functions I installed for you."

There was no way Sora would travel straight to the Crown Tundra without passing through multiple cities along the way.

Which made this the perfect opportunity to bring Magearna around and challenge the Gyms they encountered.

He wasn't planning to challenge the Galar League itself.

But taking on a few Gyms?

No problem at all.

Mainly because Sora finally possessed an official Kalos identity now.

No longer an undocumented drifter.

That meant he could challenge Gyms whenever he wanted without any issues.

"Ponii~~"

Hearing Sora talk about going around beating challengers, Ogerpon immediately tugged at his clothes and began acting spoiled.

"Okay, okay."

"Ogerpon's coming too."

"Hmph!"

"Mhm, and Volcanion too."

"I-I don't even want to…"

Volcanion got halfway through his sentence before awkwardly looking away.

"But if you really insist, I guess I can help you battle."

"What a textbook tsundere line."

Sora teased him.

"If you added a 'noise,' it'd be even more authentic."

"Ponii."

"Binini~"

"Dii doo…"

"You little brats!!"

Volcanion flew into embarrassment-fueled rage while the three tiny troublemakers scattered in all directions laughing.

Even Magearna had started joining them now.

She'd truly been corrupted by the others.

Still…

Seeing Magearna this lively made Volcanion feel deeply relieved.

And just like that, several more days passed.

Sora began preparing supplies for the upcoming journey.

"Big Brother Sora, this is for you."

Raleigh approached Sora and handed him a backpack.

"It's a spatial backpack I just developed."

"It has five times the storage capacity of your previous one."

"Oh?"

"Thanks a lot."

"This really helps me out, Raleigh."

Sora genuinely needed this sort of technology.

Spatial technology wasn't exactly secret within the League—

but people truly capable of manufacturing it were difficult to find publicly.

The Azoth Kingdom didn't engage in this line of business.

But with existing samples available, creating something superior wasn't difficult.

The only issue was cost-effectiveness.

Like Sora's customized backpack.

Its price was dozens of times higher than the standard version because it used many rare materials.

It was designed completely without regard for cost, with the sole goal of making Sora's travels as convenient as possible.

Five times the capacity—

for dozens of times the price.

Ordinary people absolutely couldn't afford it.

But who told Sora to have a super-rich benefactor backing him now?

Not only the spatial backpack—

Kimia had also personally selected the best travel gear and supplies for him.

Money?

Given their relationship, who even cared about money anymore?

The royal garden already had endless Pokémon food, training devices, and equipment.

If Sora liked something, he could simply take it.

"And these too."

Afterward, Raleigh brought out a large stack of discs containing various move recordings.

Although Pokémon move slots weren't limited to four moves like in the games—

their memories still had limits.

If a move wasn't used for a long time after being learned, proficiency would naturally decline.

That was precisely when move-learning machines became important once again.

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