Draconis handed the specific matters over to Alfred to discuss with Zach. After the others left, only he and Victini and a few other Pokémon remained in the office.
"Although the development has been rapid recently, the population growth within the territory is still too slow—"
Draconis flipped through his Lord Panel; only a few technologies remained before entering the Industrial Revolution.
Recently, with the publication of the newspaper and the establishment of the school, the citizens within the territory once again provided him with a large amount of satisfaction.
Just a little more, and he would be able to unlock all the prerequisite technologies needed to enter the Industrial Age.
But his only concern was whether the Industrial Revolution could take off without sufficient population support.
Currently, there are only over 1,300 people in the territory, some of whom are merchants attracted from other places to settle here.
"Forget it, I'll take it one step at a time!" Draconis thought to himself.
"nini—"
Victini flew over and landed in front of Draconis, seemingly wanting him to rest for a while.
Draconis naturally understood Victini's intention. He had been busy with the school and the newspaper office these days, and even had to stay up late compiling teaching materials for the Trainers when he got home, leaving him almost no time to rest.
The Pokémon had all noticed this and were somewhat worried.
"It is time to get some proper rest." Draconis stroked Victini's head and asked, "Do you want to go back to the Royal City to see the Old King?"
"nini—!" Victini shook its head.
Although it wanted to, the Old King had secretly told it last time that it should try to return to the Royal City as little as possible in the future.
Because the Royal City had many spies, being discovered would be detrimental to Draconis.
Thus, Victini decided it was better to go back less often from now on.
Because it had personally seen that the Old King was safe now and temporarily out of danger, Draconis's situation was more important.
"Alright, if that's the case, let's head home early today!" Draconis planned to go back and spend time with the Pokémon around him.
It was only then that he suddenly remembered something.
Speaking of which, since coming to this world, he had never personally cooked a meal for his Pokémon.
For a Trainer, this was undoubtedly unacceptable.
Thinking of this, Draconis stood up while instructing the maid to prepare some ingredients for him.
Dragonite liked grilled fish, Victini liked cookies, Serperior liked berry pies, Larvesta liked roasted berries, and Minccino liked chestnuts and dried fruit.
Kyurem didn't have any particular favorites, the only thing it seemed interested in was chilled watermelon?
As for Golett—it probably liked Ghost Energy?
Draconis told the maid the ingredients he needed. After the maid brought the ingredients, he carried them and returned home with Victini.
To allow the Pokémon to play in the yard, Draconis's maid found a way to make a swing on the large tree in the yard.
When Draconis pushed open the courtyard gate, he saw Larvesta sitting on the swing.
The dull Golett stood behind, pushing the swing.
Five Minccino stood in a row on the branches above, holding and eating berries.
Serperior was elegantly coiled in the shadows, raising its head and gazing proudly in their direction.
Dragonite stood to the side, making 'aowu aowu' sounds at Larvesta, seemingly saying that it was its turn to play!
"Mela!"
Larvesta thought carefully and realized it had indeed been playing for a long time, so it stepped down reluctantly.
Dragonite happily sat down, but before ten seconds passed, the rope tied to the branch snapped with a crack.
Dragonite immediately plopped down onto the grass.
Draconis: "—"
"nini~" Victini covered its mouth and giggled.
This laughter immediately attracted the attention of the Pokémon.
Seeing Draconis return home, the group of Pokémon instantly showed surprised and delighted expressions.
"Woo!"
Dragonite's expression changed, and then it let out a pitiful Growl, running towards Draconis, seemingly wanting to bury itself in Draconis's arms like it did when it was young.
However, Dragonite seemed to have forgotten that it was no longer a small Dratini, but a large Dragonite taller than Draconis.
Unable to snuggle into Draconis's embrace, it could only wrap its arms around Draconis and then let out a distressed cry.
Draconis: "—"
He helplessly patted Dragonite's back and said, "Good boy, I'll tie a sturdy one for you later."
The evolved Dragonite weighed over 400 catties; no ordinary rope could handle it.
Hearing this, the expression on Dragonite's face immediately brightened up.
"Woo~!"
"Alright, quickly look what this is?" Draconis lifted the package he was holding.
Dragonite twitched its nose, sniffed the scent inside the bag, and its eyes immediately lit up.
"Woo!" It's fish! It smelled fish!
"That's right, there's fish, berries, and watermelon." Draconis smiled, glanced at the surrounding Pokémon, and said, "Speaking of which, you probably haven't tasted my cooking yet, right? Today, I'll let you try my skills."
"Woo!"
"Mela!"
"nini~"
"Chirp Chirp!"
Instantly, all the Pokémon couldn't help but feel excited.
Draconis returned home. This house was fully functional, with a dedicated stove for cooking, and even a bread oven specifically for baking bread and pizza.
Draconis was responsible for preparing the ingredients, and Larvesta came to help start the fire—
While cooking, Draconis couldn't help but wonder if, should they win this war, people would come in groups thousands of years later to visit his "Draconis's Former Residence"?
When visiting this stove, the tour guide would introduce: "This is where Draconis, the first King of the Unova region, cooked with his Pokémon."
That scene was quite amusing to think about.
Soon, a hearty lunch was ready.
Draconis and the Pokémon gathered around the dining table, and he smiled, "Come on, try it!"
The Pokémon were very appreciative, looking at the food in front of them and happily starting to enjoy it.
"Woo~!"
Dragonite devoured the fish, thinking that Draconis's cooking was much tastier than the usual meals!
Larvesta refused to be outdone: "Mela!" Draconis's cooking is the best in the world!
"nini!" Victini agreed completely, happily holding and eating its cookie.
Serperior nodded slightly and elegantly. The meal Draconis cooked for them truly had a very special flavor!
It was a flavor that brought happiness to Pokémon, Serperior thought silently.
Golett didn't need to eat, but Draconis still symbolically placed some "offerings" in front of it.
However, Golett remained dull, clumsily picking up the food to examine it.
Kyurem watched this scene with great interest. At this moment, it felt something special emanating from Draconis and these Pokémon.
Just as Draconis had said, perhaps this was the correct path between humans and Pokémon.
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