The m, Julian stepped out of his tent, still a bit drowsy. Slowking had already prepared breakfast, and, of course, had also prepared meals for Barry and his two panions.

  The young man named Phil had woken up. Though his face ale from blood loss, he seemed in good spirits.

  He had already learned from Barry and Sam about the events that unfolded after he fell unscious.

  He couldn’t believe such a signifit i had occurred while he was out cold.

  Thankfully, Julian had stepped in; otherwise, the three of them would have ended up as midnight snacks for the Ursaring couple.

  “Brother Sam, when Young Master Julian es out, you’d better apologize properly. What you said yesterday was really out of line,” Phil warned.

  From any perspective, they had nht to order someone like Julian around, let alone demand that he kill the Ursaring for their sake.

  “I know, I’ll apologize.”

  Sam nodded. A night of refle had calmed him down, though a bead of cold sweat trickled down his face.

  Thinking back, if Julian had been a little less patient, he could’ve easily abahem because of those words.

  Sam had entered many heirs from powerful families, and their temperaments were rarely kind. Julian was by far the most approachable one he had ever met.

  “Good m”

  Juliaed as he stepped out of the tent, notig that Barry and Sam were already awake, and the injured Phil had also recovered enough to sit up. The three of them seemed to be waiting for him.

  “Slow~”

  Slowking called, pg the prepared breakfast on the simple table for everyone.

  Steaming soup dumplings, fried dough sticks, pan-fried buns, soy milk, and Moomoo Milk were id out.

  Apart from the Moomoo Milk, the other four items were all made by Slowking right in front of Barry and his panions.

  The entig aroma was hard to resist, and if not for their self-trol, they might have devoured everything before Julian even showed up.

  “Go ahead, try Slowking’s cooking,” Julian said, pig up a pan-fried bun first.

  Slowking had timed everything perfectly, ensuring the buns had cooled to the ideal temperature by the time Julian woke up.

  Whe into ohe oil didn’t scald his mouth, but the bun wasn’t cold either—just the right warmth.

  “Why aren’t you eating?”

  By now, Julian had eaten several buns, and Barry and Phil were dev even more. Yet Sam hadn’t even picked up his chopsticks.

  Both Barry and Phil turo look at Sam, who stood up, bowed deeply, and said, “Young Master Julian, I was tant st night. Please don’t take offense.”

  “It’s fine, I’ve already fotten about it.”

  Julian said with a wave of his hand. He wasn’t someone who held grudges.

  (T/N: Yeah, sure)

  Hearing this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did Sam finally start eating.

  As they ate, Julian struck up a versation with them and learhat the three of them frequently operated oskirts of the White Mountain Range.

  Barry seudo-Elite trainer, while Sam and Phil were at the Advanced level.

  However, Barry only had one Pokémon at the pseudo-Elite level. If he had two, st night’s enter with the Ursaring couple might not have ended so badly.

  With one pseudo-Elite Pokémon and two advanced-level Trainers assisting, they could indeed navigate the mid-to-outer areas of the White Mountain Range as long as they were cautious.

  “Have you seen this person before?”

  Julian took out a photo of Luis and showed it to the three.

  It was a selfie Luis had posted on his social media.

  The three shook their heads, indig they hadn’t seen Luis. Julian then showed them the profile pictures of Dalton and Shen.

  “I’ve seen this muscle guy before!”

  Barry immediately excimed when he saw Dalton’s photo.

  Sam and Phil also nodded in agreement.

  “What about her?”

  Julian poio Shen’s photo.

  The three shook their heads again.

  “You only saw him?”

  Julian asked, pointing at the shirtless Dalton, earing martial arts pants and striking a bodybuilding pose.

  “Yeah, when we saw him, he was indeed alone,” Barry replied.

  Julian’s heart sank slightly. If they weren’t lying, it meant Luis, Shen and Dalton had likely gotten separated.

  Barry’s aura seemed steady, so Julian ruled out the possibility of them deceiving him.

  'Separated? Or temporarily split up?'

  Julian remained silent, deep in thought.

  The trio didn’t say anythiher, having somewhat guessed why someone like Julian had e to this area.

  “Did you talk to him?” Julian finally asked.

  “He called out to us from a distance, asking about someohinking baow, he robably asking about the two people you mentioned,” Barry expined.

  For safety reasons in the wild, enters with strangers were usually kept brief and at a distance if unication was unavoidable.

  “Do you remember where that was?”

  Julian pulled out a detailed map of the White Mountain Rahe map outlihe general distribution of Pokémon species, their retive strengths, and the terrain of the area.

  pared to the standard maps sold outside, this one was far more detailed.

  Barry’s eyes widened as he looked at it. While he had spent years expl the mountain range and had created his owively detailed map, it paled in parison to the one Julian had just shown.

  Trainers who spent signifit time in specific areas of the wild often marked their os based on personal exploration.

  Such maps were rarely shared or sold to others.

  However, the areas they could explore were quite limited.

  Even though Barry had been expl the White Mountain Range for over a decade, his activities were fio two or three specific regions. As a result, he was only familiar with those areas.

  Oher hand, the map Julian possessed detailed the ey of the White Mountain Ra not only covered the regions Barry frequently explored but also provided more detailed markings than his o.

  “We entered him here.”

  Barry poio a se on the map. The marked area was indeed one of the regioen explored.

  “He wasn’t injured, was he?”

  “Nope, he seemed i shape—wasn’t even wearing a shirt,” Sam replied.

  It was the first time Sam had seen someone shirtless in the wild. Still, he couldn’t help but admire the man’s well-defined muscles and six-pack abs.

  Julian nodded and stood up from his chair.

  “You’re leaving already, Young Master?” Barry asked.

  “Yeah.”

  Julian nodded again. Now that he had information about Dalton, he had to go and check it out.

  By then, Slowking had packed everything and was carrying a small backpack.

  Bidding farewell to Barry and the others, Julian mounted Metagross and flew toward the area where Dalton had been sighted.

  Dragonite hadn’t returned from its search the previous night, likely indig it had found no trace of the iigation team.

  Julian wasn’t worried about it, though. With its strength, Dragonite could eveure into the tral parts of the White Mountain Rahout issue.

  Meanwhile, somewhere in the mid-to-ions of the White Mountain Range, Dalton was mung on some uified wild berries.

  Beside him, his Machamp watched Dalton's sour face tort with each bite. Despite the taste, Dalton refused to spit it out, prompting Machamp to cra amused smile.

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