On the west coast, after watching Julian and wtwo leave, and knowing they had secured two hours, Duke finally felt the crisis in Haitian City might be averted.
He exhaled a sigh of relief and turned to John.
"What exactly is the relationship between your grandson and that wtwo?"
"Oh, wtwo has a deep connection with my family's ancestors, when my dear grandson was born, there were visions in the sky! wtwo must have seen it and realized he'd grow into soone extraordinary—"
"John, quit the nonsense!"
Duke scowled, cutting him off. He knew the history of the Walker family like the back of his hand. Trying to spin so ridiculous story about divine ons was an insult to his intelligence.
Why not just claim your grandson is destined to be an emperor while you're at it?
"You do understand that wtwo is a first-class Legendary"
He cast a glance at Kyogre nearby, and wanted to express that not just any Legendary. It was even stronger than Kyogre.
Kyogre: You sure are polite.
"How does Julian know wtwo? And why is wtwo willing to follow his commands? Do you realize what that implies?"
Duke said as his expressions beca extrely excited.
First-classs Legendaries were beings of imnse power, often looking down on humans—or outright despising them because humans had attempted to control them in the past.
Humanity's boundless ambition had alienated most First-classs Legendaries, especially the strongest ones.
It was rare for a first-class Legendary to even consider aiding humans, let alone to openly side with one in defiance of another.
Yet here was wtwo, standing firmly by Julian's side. And Julian was a citizen of Drakoria.
In Duke's mind, this was equivalent to wtwo aligning itself with Drakoria.
Duke: 'The math checks out'
So countries had the fortune of being protected by Legendary Pokémon, but even then, it was usually Second-Tier Legendaries.
Having a First-class Legendary like wtwo standing guard? That had never happened before.
The only remotely comparable event was when Celestria enlisted Dialga's help, causing a global sensation.
Many nations assud Dialga had beco the protector of Celestria.
But in reality, it had been a one-ti deal—a transaction that ca at a steep cost.
In Drakoria, deploying a First-class Legendary would an calling upon the nation's "reserve," which essentially boiled down to negotiating for the help of a first-class Legendary.
Even then, it would be a single-use opportunity, requiring a hefty price.
wtwo, however, was different. It wasn't acting out of obligation or compensation—it was intervening purely for Julian.
If it wasn't for the notion that First-class Legendaries would never beco a human's Pokémon, he might have believed wtwo was Julian's Pokémon.
After all, Julian was able to issue commands to wtwo without any apparent cost—a notion that defied logic.
What made First-class Legendaries so unique wasn't just their overwhelming power, but the price they exacted for their cooperation. Even a recognized Trainer commanding a First-class Legendary had to pay a steep price—often their lifespan.
So scholars believed that unless one truly captured a First-class Legendary, commanding one would always co at the cost of one's life force.
"Duke, don't bother asking anymore, even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."
Of course, John understood the implications of wtwo genuinely standing behind Drakoria. However, he truly didn't know the exact nature of the relationship between his grandson and wtwo.
And even if he did know, he wouldn't divulge such information.
Having his dear grandson closely connected to a First-class Legendary like wtwo ant no influential family in Drakoria would dare lay a finger on Julian. Even the national authorities would have to tread carefully around him.
Not to ntion, this connection would bring imnse opportunities to the Walker family.
"This is my grandson's fortuitous encounter. And fortune is not sothing you can explain," John said with a shrug.
"How did you beco Champion? Can you explain that to ?"
John cast a sidelong glance at Duke. The man was over a decade older than him, from a less prestigious family, with middling talent to boot. Becoming an Elite should have already a stretch given his circumstances.
Yet Duke had beco a Champion, while John himself had only recently claid the title.
"It's all about opportunities Duke, I don't really have much to say"
Duke fell silent. John wasn't wrong—his own journey to the top couldn't be chalked up to talent or effort alone.
Every Champion or Elite had, at so point, encountered a pivotal mont of fortune that changed the course of their life.
Duke was no exception. If not for a life-changing opportunity he'd stumbled upon in a secret realm, he wouldn't have beco a Champion, let alone Drakoria's strongest one.
Fortune, as John had said, was beyond reason or logic.
"I recall your grandson is eighteen this year?" Duke asked suddenly, changing the subject.
John nodded instinctively. "In two months, he'll be nineteen."
"I have a granddaughter at Imperial University. She's the sa age."
John imdiately understood Duke's intentions. The man was clearly angling for a match between their families.
And why not? wtwo's involvent had completely altered Julian's trajectory. Soone who could command a First-class Legendary represented an unparalleled future.
If Julian had been from an ordinary family, perhaps so thods could be used to force him into submission.
But standing behind Julian was John, who had just beco Drakoria's sixth Champion. Who would dare challenge him?
It was no secret within their circles that John had an almost comical fondness for his grandson. Whether in casual conversation or serious discussion, John's favorite topic was his grandson.
'My good grandson this, my champion-worthy grandson that.'
And now, reality had exceeded even John's wildest boasts. Not only did Julian have the makings of a Champion, but he also had ties to a First-class Legendary.
And this wasn't sothing that could be kept under wraps. After all, the skies were filled with satellites, and not just Drakoria's.
With Kyogre attacking Haitian City, it was inevitable that satellites from other nations would be trained on the area. Such a major event was bound to attract global attention, with foreign countries eager to witness the spectacle.
Kyogre's assault on Haitian City had already made waves, but wtwo's sudden appearance would be the real headline. Other nations would soon be scrambling to understand what exactly was happening.
Countries closely monitored the crisis in Haitian City, trying to gauge how Drakoria was dealing with the assault by Kyogre.
So were calculating the potential casualties—how many lives Drakoria would have to sacrifice to repel the sea god—and deliberating whether to assist or to follow Celestria in seizing the opportunity to add pressure.
But wtwo's sudden appearance, fighting alongside Julian, had turned the tide in more ways than one.
Now, Julian's profile—including every detail of his life, from childhood to the present—was laid out on the desks of various country leaders.
Ergency etings were called in around the globe.
With the biggest reaction unsurprisingly coming from Celestria, Drakoria's long-standing rival.
Celestria acted swiftly, recalling their Champion-level trainers who had been patrolling near Drakoria's borders.
This unexpected move left their two allies Babath and Wyvernia, scratching their heads.
Was Celestria secretly cutting a deal with Drakoria? It made no sense otherwise—why would Celestria forgo such a golden opportunity to put pressure on their rival?
The re thought of this sent the two countries into a flurry of speculation.
Did Drakoria offer so massive concessions to Celestria?
Excited at the prospect, both nations eagerly followed Celestria's lead, even going so far as to ask what benefits Drakoria might have provided.
Could they get a slice of the pie, too?
Their logic was simple: if they grew stronger through this, it would only empower Celestria further.
With that strength, they could help Celestria fight whoever the nation asked them to.
However, when their Champions briefed them on what had occurred in Haitian City, both nations' leaderships fell silent.
For the first ti, they realized the scope of the situation went far beyond politics or re national rivalry.
The leaders of both countries mulled over a bold, albeit desperate, idea.
What if we acknowledged Drakoria as our new leader instead?
Would Drakoria even agree? And if they did, how much would it cost?
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