The moment Sharon's eyes met the other party's, he immediately felt a sudden, inexplicable tension.
Looking at the face that bore some resemblance to His Highness Lance, he was absolutely certain at this moment that the person was indeed the Third Prince of the Eindoak Kingdom, His Highness Draconis!
But what exactly is going on?
Shouldn't His Highness Draconis be back at the Royal Capital right now? Why is he here, and why has he established a territory in this place?
More importantly, as a member of the Royal Family, he is actually thinking about abolishing the Slave System. Isn't that going against the ancestors?
What shocked Sharon even more was that His Highness Draconis, just like Lando and His Highness Lance, had also subdued a Divine Dragon.
Doesn't this mean that His Highness Draconis also intends to participate in the upcoming War?
Instantly, Sharon's mind was filled with surging thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more horrified his expression became.
Eindoak is about to change!
And just then, the young man on the Throne spoke.
"The Lord of the Opelucid Territory?"
Sharon heard him ask this.
He nodded subconsciously: "Reporting to Your Highness, I am he!"
"What is the purpose of your visit?" Draconis asked.
"Because—" Sharon opened his mouth. He originally wanted to say that he wanted to see which sacred being dared to impersonate His Highness Draconis and make those decisions here, but he changed his words at the last moment: "Because the newspaper and Paper created by Your Highness have already reached the Opelucid Territory under my governance."
Draconis nodded slightly, pondering inwardly. If this were the case, his two older brothers would probably receive the news soon.
Although he already had Kyurem in his hands, which could contend with them, in other aspects, he was still far inferior to his two older brothers.
But now, the population in his Territory is insufficient, and the development of the era is nearly stagnant.
War is the general trend, and for him, it is a good opportunity to develop his population.
By accepting Refugees and homeless Pokémon, providing them with protection as much as possible, he can also send out a Pokémon Legion to incite those Pokémon who were forcibly conscripted onto the battlefield to defect.
Draconis's mind was filled with countless thoughts. As a Transmigrator who had read history, he knew deeply that he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world.
When the War develops to the white-hot stage, he can raise the Great Banner of "For the People and the Magic Beasts" and intervene to stop the War.
At that time, his subjects will overwhelm the voices of opposition like a flood, and everything will happen naturally, leading logically into a brand new era.
Recalling the events he had encountered these past few days, and the Throne beneath him, Draconis sighed helplessly.
Even now, the people in his Territory are already starting to want him to Assume the Imperial Throne!
"You have seen it," Draconis looked down at Sharon.
Sharon thought, yes, he had seen a brand new, unheard-of world. This Territory, under the governance of His Highness Draconis, was flourishing. Although the current scale was small, its future was already visible.
But—what terrified Sharon more than all of this was another matter.
In this War, he had already taken a side, choosing to support The Second Prince Lance.
And now, he had inexplicably come over to the side of Third Prince Draconis. Judging from the current forces, the latter's overall strength definitely could not compare to His Highness Lance.
In this situation, no one would want to expose themselves.
Thinking this, Sharon couldn't help but feel regret. He shouldn't have come over so carelessly; he should have secretly sent someone to investigate.
However, just as Sharon was preparing himself for the fact that he couldn't go back, he heard the other party say, "Since you've finished looking, then go back!"
Sharon was slightly stunned, finding the entire situation unbelievable.
"Your—Your Highness?"
"Is there anything else?" Draconis asked.
"N-no more!" Sharon shook his head repeatedly, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to excuse himself. He then quickly left Nimbasa City with his Steward, rushing toward his own Territory.
"Your Highness, you're just letting him leave? If His Highness Lance finds out you are here—" Alfred's face was filled with worry.
"No need to worry." Draconis had already made his decision: "My existence can no longer be hidden as the Territory develops. This news will eventually reach my Eldest Brother and Second Brother's ears, and besides—I also want to meet them."
He wanted to see what the people chosen by Zekrom and Reshiram in this era looked like.
Alfred was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
Draconis originally thought that his Second Brother Lance would take some time to receive the news, but he never expected the other party to arrive so quickly.
Half a month later, just as Draconis was inspecting the results of the Soldiers' Special Training with Aron and Swablu, a subordinate reported that a man claiming to be Lance had come to see His Highness!
When Draconis arrived there, he saw a Young Man with long white hair, pale skin, handsome features, and a gentle expression standing not far away, waiting for him.
Behind the Young Man stood a White Dragon that was completely white, covered in soft, feather-like white fur, with a face resembling a white wolf, and a pair of huge white wings raised high on its back, looking graceful and agile.
That was the legendary Pokémon from the myths, capable of burning the world to ashes with fire—the Dragon of Truth, Reshiram, rumored to assist the person who builds the world of Truth!
At this moment, Reshiram lowered its head and quietly observed Draconis with a pair of bright blue eyes.
And just then, as if sensing something from this human, the entire dragon couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Not only Reshiram, but Draconis could also clearly feel that Kyurem, which he had placed inside a Poké Ball, was also stirring at this moment.
It seemed to want to absorb Reshiram's Power of Truth to fill its Empty Shell and transform into White Kyurem.
But Kyurem remained silent for a moment and did not do so.
Its nature was upright and majestic, valuing loyalty and righteousness. Such an action did not suit its character and would be looked down upon.
Kyurem wished to assist Draconis in fighting Reshiram—who assisted that human—in an honorable battle, defeating it fairly and squarely before reclaiming that power.
Thinking of this, Kyurem telepathically communicated its thoughts to Draconis.
Draconis nodded slightly.
Meanwhile, Lance was also observing his Third Brother.
After a long time, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he greeted him in a warm tone: "Third Brother, long time no see. Unknowingly, you've grown quite a bit taller! I remember a few years ago, you were only this tall, constantly pestering me and Eldest Brother about the outside world."
Lance gestured a height with his hand, his face full of emotion.
His appearance was exactly like an Older Brother who had simply come to visit his Younger Brother.
This action caused Draconis to be slightly stunned, unsure of how to respond for a moment.
After a moment of silence, he invited him: "Come sit at my place for a while! It's almost noon, so let's have lunch together?"
Draconis brought the other party back to his Mansion and then ordered a Maid to bring lunch.
Lance looked around the layout with great curiosity.
He then unexpectedly saw many Magic Beasts in the room.
Dragonite, Serperior, Larvesta, Golett, Victini, Minccino.
When Lance saw Victini, the face that always showed a gentle expression also revealed a stunned look.
"nini?" Seeing Lance, Victini was also startled.
"Victini, long time no see!" Lance greeted Victini with a smile.
"nini!" Victini blinked its eyes, then responded hesitantly.
"Is this your home? It looks amazing!" Lance looked around. Traces of human and Magic Beast life could be seen everywhere in the room: "I didn't expect you, Third Brother, to do something like this—"
"Victini is also a Magic Beast, and I grew up with it since childhood," Draconis reminded him.
"True." Lance glanced at Minccino, who was using its tail to clean.
Coincidentally, the Maid brought the food at this time.
Draconis invited Lance to sit down and eat. The two ate in silence, neither speaking again, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie quiet.
Once upon a time, they also sat at a dining table like this, eating.
At that time, Father King and Mother Queen were still around, and they were still young. The three Brothers gathered around the dining table, often fighting over the last chicken leg.
Eldest Brother Lando was older and stronger, always forcefully snatching the chicken leg and making his two Younger Brothers fight for it.
But he wouldn't eat it, acting as if he was teasing his two Younger Brothers. Draconis was made to cry by his Eldest Brother several times.
At that time, Father King would always sternly say that as Older Brothers, they should yield the chicken leg to their Younger Brother.
And Mother Queen would always look at them gently, telling them not to fight, saying that they were all Brothers and should help each other.
But now—Lance recalled the recent situation and sighed silently in his heart.
After a long silence, he suddenly said, "I thought you were with Eldest Brother."
Back then, Father King sent the Third Brother to his Fiefdom, and that Fiefdom was within the Eldest Brother's sphere of influence.
Lance had always thought that the Third Brother had been placed under House Arrest by the Eldest Brother.
Until a few days ago, he received news from the Lord of the Opelucid Territory.
"Something happened in the middle; we encountered a Blizzard, and the Convoy lost its way," Draconis explained. "After that, I led the remaining people to build a new Home in this place."
"You should have come to me. No matter what, I am your Older Brother," Lance sighed.
Draconis was not the Original Owner after all, so hearing such words, he could only remain silent.
What did fraternal affection count for in the Struggle for the Throne?
"How is Eldest Brother doing?" Draconis asked.
"I haven't seen him for a long time," Lance shook his head gently. "But I think we will meet soon."
"Is there no way to stop?" Draconis couldn't help but ask.
Lance shook his head gently, a hint of sadness revealed in his gentle eyes.
"Ah, Third Brother, at this point, Eldest Brother and I can no longer stop. We both bear too many burdens. Countless humans and Magic Beasts have placed their hopes on us. This is a struggle of [Belief] between him and me."
"However, don't worry. I won't put you under House Arrest like Eldest Brother did, but I also hope you don't get involved in this War, and don't interfere in the struggle between him and me. After the War ends, we can go back to how we were before, okay?"
"Second Brother, how do you view creatures like Magic Beasts?" Draconis didn't answer directly but asked a question instead.
Magic Beasts?
"Humans have always gone too far in their treatment of Magic Beasts. They also possess emotions and wisdom, and our human act of enslaving them is too cruel."
"I want to free those enslaved Magic Beasts, release them back into the wild, and establish a Kingdom that belongs only to us humans," Lance said softly. "This is my Truth."
Hearing this, Draconis fell silent.
"Then how do you view those human Slaves? They are also enslaved and oppressed by other humans and by Nobles, just like Magic Beasts," Draconis challenged.
"How can that be the same?"
Lance said subconsciously. He was born into the Royal Family, and the education he received from a young age was that the Royal Family and the Nobles were inherently superior.
Draconis:
He looked at his Second Brother. Honestly, Lance couldn't be blamed for this; the cause of this perception was the Feudal Era, and the great mountain named Class that had always pressed down upon humanity.
"I'm sorry, Second Brother, I do not agree with your Truth." Draconis slowly shook his head: "In my opinion, there is no difference between humans and Magic Beasts."
Lance was slightly startled, then sighed helplessly.
"It seems you, Third Brother, have also found your own path!"
Given his Third Brother's personality, he knew that anything he said would be useless.
"Eldest Brother has already raised nearly two hundred thousand Army, including countless Magic Beast Legions. His strength is formidable. I hope that you and I can avoid conflict for the time being."
Under these circumstances, starting a war with the Third Brother is not a good decision. Eldest Brother's strength is already superior, and he has always been watching covetously. Once he suffers damage from fighting the Third Brother, Eldest Brother will inevitably launch a full-scale attack.
"I agree," Draconis nodded. Getting involved in this War too early was not beneficial for him right now.
After lunch, Lance stood up and, as if sensing something, said, "In ancient times, the Divine Dragon split into three, each fighting for its own cause. And now, we three Brothers are also fighting for our respective Beliefs—"
Wrong, Draconis thought: Kyurem will not fight Zekrom and Reshiram. As the Empty Shell, it is destined to devour the two, merging into one and encompassing all things.
Only in this way can Balance be achieved.
"Third Brother, the next time we meet will probably be on the Battlefield," Lance said softly.
He looked at Draconis with determined eyes and then slowly said, "No matter who the final victor is, please carry the other's Belief and keep moving forward!"
"Yes, Second Brother," Draconis nodded.
Lance did not say much, nor did he stay here for too long.
Now that War was about to break out, there were still many matters waiting for him to handle at the Castle.
He took Reshiram outside the door, then flipped over and mounted it.
Accompanied by a melodious Dragon Roar, Reshiram's pure white figure soared into the sky, almost merging with the Clouds.
This scene caused many Commoners in the city to stop and watch.
Soon, Reshiram's figure disappeared into the Horizon, and Nimbasa City returned to its former tranquility.
But Draconis knew that this was only superficial.
The Unova region—a storm is brewing!
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