"Finally… I've captured it—Kyurem!"
Stepping slowly into the massive crater, Lucas bent down and picked up Kyurem's Poké Ball.
Through the surface of that Poké Ball, it was as if he could see the mighty Ice Dragon resting within.
After a long moment, a smile—one he couldn't suppress even if he wanted to spread across Lucas's face. He spoke softly:
"Finally!"
From the moment he first laid eyes on Kyurem, Lucas had never concealed his admiration for this strongest of Ice Dragons.
Powerful. Majestic. Proud.
To him, the Ice Dragon Kyurem was the legendary that most perfectly embodied the word "dragon."
Unfortunately, for that same reason, capturing Kyurem had been a nearly impossible task.
But now—this proud Ice Dragon was quietly resting inside the Poké Ball in his hand.
The joy swelling in Lucas's chest at this moment was truly beyond words.
"Congratulations, Lucas."
"You even managed to subdue Kyurem."
Green and Marnie immediately noticed Lucas's joy and offered their congratulations.
As opponents, the Ice Dragon had been terrifying and overwhelming but with power like Kyurem's, if it became a partner, it would undoubtedly be reliable beyond question.
"With this, Reshiram is in for a rough time~ I remember Kyurem doesn't exactly have a positive opinion of Reshiram, right?"
Green glanced mischievously toward the white dragon, who had been staring nervously at Kyurem's Poké Ball.
Although Kyurem was indeed captured, the only reason it was willing to acknowledge Lucas was because of its previous promise.
Kyurem had never said it let go of its grudge against Reshiram.
At Green's words, Lucas blinked because Kyurem's Poké Ball… shook?
Was that Kyurem agreeing?
"I-I'm not afraid of it!"
The white dragon was startled, then immediately turned its head away tsundere-style, its ethereal telepathic voice trembling just a little.
The relationship between the Tao Trio had always been complicated.
Enemies who cared far too much about each other—such was the definition of "in love and at war."
Afraid?
Ahem… deep down, the white dragon did have some mixed feelings toward the Ice Dragon.
Not fear, no—just the knowledge that it really, absolutely couldn't win…
But in front of outsiders, the white dragon would never admit it!
"Rayquaza, you worked hard today. Get some good rest once we're back."
Lucas looked up at Rayquaza, who had just withdrawn from its Mega Evolution, and smiled gently.
"Psh~ don't mention it. You're my chosen, after all."
Rayquaza flicked its tail proudly and lifted its head with an air of absolute confidence.
It oozed swagger.
Defeating Kyurem today had excited the flying green noodle immensely!
Without another word, Rayquaza returned itself to Lucas's Poké Ball—having already sensed humans approaching.
Lucas also noticed several figures approaching from a distance.
"Why are you all here?"
Lucas looked curiously at Steven, Leon, and the others. Their current appearance… was far from glamorous.
Their hair and clothes were disheveled with white frost at the tips of their hair and clothes, as if they'd just been blasted by a raging blizzard.
"The commotion from your battle with Kyurem was way too big. The Unova League sent us to check what was happening."
Alder said helplessly as he tried to fix his wildly windblown hairstyle.
As for why they looked like this—it was entirely because the final clash between Kyurem and Rayquaza, Freeze Shock versus Dragon Ascent, produced a massive shockwave that sent them flying when they were approaching.
Thankfully, they had been far enough away not to be injured.
"That makes sense."
Lucas looked around at the landscape, which had been completely reshaped.
Aside from the snow and frost created by Kyurem's ice power, the terrain itself now looked like it needed to be redrawn on the map.
"In the future, try not to be so sudden. If you want to catch a legendary, at least consider the surroundings. If civilians get hurt, it will affect your reputation too."
Alder rubbed his forehead helplessly.
Seeing this in person, he finally understood what Iris and the others meant when they said Lucas was "extremely terrifying."
Terrifying?
This wasn't just terrifying—this was absurdly terrifying!
A legendary Ice Dragon of that size and power… now inside Lucas's Poké Ball.
He could only hope Lucas would restrain himself a bit…
If you want to subdue legendaries, sure—no one's stopping you.
But at least warn people first…
Just like this time—since the Giant Chasm wasn't far from Lacunosa Town, the entire town had become a snow-covered settlement, and all residents had been evacuated in fear.
"Alright, I understand."
Lucas smiled lightly.
What a joke—how was he supposed to give advance notice for something like this?
Alder and the others noticed Lucas's nonchalant attitude and knew he was brushing them off.
But even if it was just a brush-off… at least it was a promise… right?
"Lucas, how many legendaries do you have now?"
Iris asked curiously, her large amber eyes shining.
At that question, Cynthia, Steven, Leon, and the others all turned their attention to Lucas.
"Legendaries, huh…"
Lucas raised an eyebrow and flashed a charming smile.
"I already have enough to form a full main team."
He didn't hide it—he said it directly with a smile.
A full main team!
Leon's expression stiffened.
In normal terms, a full main team was six Pokémon.
Which meant—Lucas had six legendaries!
Eternatus. Reshiram. Lunala. Necrozma. Rayquaza.
And now Kyurem.
Leon quickly pieced the list together in his mind—
Who the hell could possibly fight that?!
Fight??
With what? A prayer??
Terrifying didn't even begin to cover it.
Even Alder involuntarily sucked in a cold breath.
This man was absolutely monstrous.
Before Lucas appeared, the most famous legendary trainer in the world was Hoenn's Pyramid King Brandon, who had captured the Regi Trio—now officially called the Pillars of Legend.
It was said Brandon had collected Registeel, Regirock, and Regice.
But in quality?
The Pillars of Legend couldn't compare in the slightest to Lucas's legendaries.
Just Reshiram and Lunala alone overshadowed the entire trio.
"You really are a lucky man, a legendary trainer."
Iris sighed with envy. Everyone envied legendaries.
But envy was all it could be—everyone had their own fortunes, and Lucas's current strength must have been earned through unimaginable effort… probably.
"The beautiful goddess of luck has always watched over me."
Lucas admitted generously.
He never denied his own good fortune. From birth, he had surpassed most people—family background, talent… these were innate gifts.
Iris: "…"
Good grief—not a shred of modesty!
"Speaking of which… do you all want legendaries?"
Lucas suddenly asked Leon and the others after thinking for a moment.
"???"
Leon and the others froze, staring at Lucas in confusion.
"You have legendary information?"
Raihan asked in shock.
A legendary trainer like Lucas having intel on other legendaries wasn't surprising.
But legends were invaluable—even the League had very few records.
And Lucas was… offering it?
"Of course I do. And I also have some legendaries I'm not particularly interested in. If you want them, I can entrust them to you."
Lucas said casually, expression calm and elegant.
Green and Marnie blinked—they instantly understood.
Yes—Ultra Beasts.
Steven and the others paused, then frowned in thought.
"Pokémon shouldn't be used as trading chips."
Steven said hesitantly.
There was no way Lucas was acting purely out of goodwill.
Even if he had left Team Rocket, Lucas was absolutely not the kind to do "charity work."
And these were legendaries.
Legendaries were the rarest, most powerful beings—the League had almost no detailed information on them, especially the top-tier ones like Ho-Oh, which only existed in ancient texts.
"No no no, this isn't a trade. I simply don't plan to use them. I just want to find good trainers for them."
Lucas wiggled his finger with a teasing smile.
He absolutely wasn't going to admit this was a shady deal.
If he said that, these upright trainers would refuse immediately.
But helping unwanted Pokémon find strong successors—this was normal.
In the original games, Steven and Leon gave the protagonist Beldum or Charmander.
Same logic.
Steven fell silent. It made sense… but something still felt off.
"Enough—what are the conditions?"
Alder asked bluntly.
"The rarity of legendaries speaks for itself. I need legendary information. If you discover anything, share it with me."
Lucas said without hesitation.
Yes—what he wanted was their resources and connections.
Leon, Cynthia, Steven, Alder—champions and elites of their regions.
If they mobilized their League networks to search for legendary clues, the results would far exceed anything Lucas could do alone.
"Legendary information isn't easy to find."
Cynthia shook her head.
If it were easy, they would already be legendary trainers.
Even the lesser legendaries like the Swords of Justice or the Lake Trio—if they encountered them, capturing them wasn't impossible.
Brandon captured the Regi trio—why couldn't they?
But the problem was finding them.
For the Regi trio, Brandon spent years studying ruins and ancient records, trekking across dangerous lands.
Besides—
If they found legendary info, why trade it?
They'd go catch it themselves!
"So, I'm not in a rush. And if you find one, you can try capturing it yourselves—I won't stop you."
Lucas shrugged.
"And you should understand how terrifying high-tier legendaries are, right? Groudon and Kyogre—you remember that incident, Steven, Cynthia?"
He tilted his head, amused.
Capture one yourself?
With what—pure courage?
Angering a legendary could cause disaster.
The Groudon and Kyogre incident was proof.
Steven frowned—yes. Even if he found their location, he wouldn't dare act rashly.
High-tier while weaker than Top-tier legendaries were always ticking time bombs for their regions.
If Lucas could subdue them—it was actually good for everyone.
"You really have spare legendaries?"
Leon asked seriously.
He actually had legendary information on hand…
"Of course. I have no need to lie."
Lucas smiled.
Leon nodded—and spoke directly.
"In the Crown Tundra of Galar, there lives the King of Bountiful Harvests. And in the Slumbering Weald, the Sword King and Shield King dwell. Are those good enough?"
Leon smiled as he asked.
Lucas: "…"
Lucas stared blankly at Leon.
Good lord—he had underestimated these people!
Raihan was also stunned.
Bruh—
Everyone in Galar knew about the Slumbering Weald kings!
And rumors of Calyrex in the Crown Tundra had existed forever.
But Raihan never expected Leon to use these as trading chips…
That thick-skinned man…
"Ahem… The Slumbering Weald aside, but the Crown Tundra really does have Calyrex. I saw it earlier this year."
Leon coughed, sensing Lucas's strange expression.
He wasn't shameless, okay?!
Yes—earlier this year, when he had gone to the Crown Tundra to train, he briefly saw Calyrex.
Right around the time Lucas stormed the Power Plant…
Unfortunately, Calyrex vanished before he could get close.
"I see. The information is valid then. In that case…"
Lucas raised an eyebrow. He already knew this information—but this would set a good example for the others.
He reached into his dimensional pack and took out a small box.
Leon and the others stared intently.
If they were right—that box contained a legendary.
Then—
"Don't be shy! No duplicates. Pick whichever one you like!"
Lucas opened the box wide with a grand sweep of his hand.
Inside—eight Ultra Beasts.
All different.
"Wha…"
Iris gasped.
One, two, three, four…
Good lord.
Absolutely good lord.
Eight Poké Balls.
And all legendaries?
Were legendaries cabbages now?!
(End of Chapter)