Pokémon: Chronicles of Freedom-Chapter 582 - 581: Eighty Percent Success

Cain's Pokémon noticed the aura of energy surrounding Altaria. Observing Cain standing beside her, they showed signs of concern, pausing their training and approaching him.

Cain signaled to them with a wave of his hand, indicating that everything was under control.

After receiving their trainer's signal, the Pokémon returned to their training, though they kept an eye on the situation from the corner of their eyes.

Feeling Altaria's intense energy, Cain raised his hands in resignation and said, "I also lack sufficient power and am forced to act this way."

"Even if we weren't here, they would come to the island. Our presence has only delayed their arrival, but at most, they'll be here in ten days." freewebnoveℓ.com

Altaria watched Cain intently before gradually releasing her energy.

Cain breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling Altaria's quasi-elite-level power was overwhelming.

"Who are they?" Altaria asked coldly, her tone hinting at slight rejection.

Cain had anticipated this reaction but wasn't overly worried.

Although Altaria was powerful, as a Pokémon that had lived in a closed environment, her perceptions were more naïve compared to Pokémon from the outside world. Cain also knew she had her two offspring to care for.

"They're an underground organization from the outside. This place where you live is called Mythical Island, and the barrier preventing you from leaving is the Mythical Shield. The organization is extremely interested in this long-isolated island."

"Currently, at least five or six quasi-elite-level trainers are waiting outside."

"You may not be familiar with what a quasi-elite-level trainer means, but each of them has at least four or five Pokémon as strong as you. Altogether, there are nearly thirty Pokémon of that level."

"Do you think this island has so many powerful Pokémon? And even if it does, would they unite to defend themselves?"

Cain's words left Altaria speechless.

If the powerful trainers Cain described truly existed, the island faced an imminent threat of destruction.

Cain had exaggerated a bit. Team Rocket's team included quasi-elite-level trainers, but not as many as he claimed, and not all had as many Pokémon at Altaria's level.

However, he wasn't entirely wrong. When Team Rocket attacked the island, there would be many quasi-elite-level trainers.

Altaria began to feel disheartened. The conviction in Cain's voice indicated he wasn't lying.

She didn't know how many Pokémon on the island were stronger than her, but as a Flying-type Pokémon, she naturally had the advantage of deciding whether to fight or flee. She had faced several stronger Pokémon but not as many as Cain mentioned.

Furthermore, Cain had pointed out a crucial fact: the Pokémon of Mythical Island would not unite to fight. As a native resident, Altaria knew this all too well.

"Is there... no hope?" Altaria sighed sadly.

Cain noticed the discouragement in her words. If Altaria were alone, she might not be so concerned, but her two young offspring were inexperienced in combat. Under her protection, they had faced few dangers and rarely fought.

Cain decided to seize the moment: "If you trust me, I can take you off the island without much difficulty. I can also offer you a safe place to live."

"To be honest, in the outside world, I hold a certain position. I have my own territory, which, though not as large as Mythical Island, is comparable to your territory. And in my territory, you won't have to worry about any danger. I guarantee that."

"Your territory?" Altaria asked, looking at him with a mix of doubt and skepticism.

Cain knew that, compared to Altaria, his Pokémon weren't as strong. Together, they couldn't match even two of her attacks.

"Yes, my territory. I know that, compared to you, we're still weak. But surely, you can see that my Pokémon haven't been trained for long, right? In less than a year, starting from scratch, they've reached this level."

"Give me another year, and I'm confident I can surpass you."

Cain's confidence was evident on his face. The progress he'd made in this life had given him great assurance. Even when facing prodigies like Lance or Steven, Cain was confident he could compete with them.

Altaria nodded slightly. She had noticed the youth of Cain's Pokémon. Some were even younger than her own offspring but were already powerful.

This trainer had very effective methods for training his Pokémon.

However, Altaria didn't respond immediately. As a Pokémon on the verge of becoming an elite-level Pokémon, she had her pride. The only reason she might consider it was for her two offspring.

She needed time to decide whether she was willing to set aside her pride for the sake of her young and trust this human.

"Let me think about it..." Altaria said before taking flight.

Cain, watching Altaria disappear into the moonlight, smiled to himself.

"I almost have her."

He had managed to convince her eighty percent of the way.

With the promise of a safe haven and territory, Altaria was already caught in Cain's net.

However, one question lingered in his mind.

Who was the father of the two Swablu?

(End of Chapter)