Lyon hurried off to carry out his mission.
The rest of the group huddled together for warmth. Even the two Bouffalant pulling the carriage looked like they were on their last legs.
While waiting, Raven turned his attention back to the mysterious panel that seemed to be his cheat.
The interface was simple, displaying all kinds of information.
Perhaps because they hadn't yet reached the land assigned to him by the old king, the "Territory" field still showed as None.
The total number of subjects was seventy-eight—meaning that of the more than five hundred who had originally set out, only seventy-eight remained.
As for the three Pokémon…
Raven glanced at the two Bouffalant hitched to the carriage, then thought of the little Dratini curled beneath the blanket. Those three must be it.
Looking at the harnessed Bouffalant, he dug through the original Raven's memories about how people in this era viewed Pokémon.
Commoners feared them. Wild Pokémon often attacked travelers, and when faced with beasts that could unleash fire or lightning, ordinary folk stood no chance.
Even so, there were always some strong individuals who captured Pokémon through various means, shackled them, and forced them into labor.
This was an age without Trainers, without Poké Balls. Humans and Pokémon still stood on opposite sides.
Raven sighed. Bitter luck.
Why did others who transmigrated get to live in the modern Pokémon world—becoming Trainers, traveling with their partners across the globe—while he had to end up here, half-frozen to death in a medieval wasteland?
Sighing again, he steadied himself and kept scrolling.
"Loyalty" was self-explanatory—it measured how much these people trusted him as their lord. Right now it was at 2. No wonder it was marked Precarious.
"Satisfaction" likely referred to how the people rated their environment and facilities. With no settlement yet, it naturally sat at 0.
Then came "Technology."
Opening it, Raven found four broad eras: Agricultural, Industrial, Electrical, and Information.
Agricultural-era technologies were primitive, such as:
Animal Husbandry: Unlock methods of raising land Pokémon. Cost: 200 Satisfaction.
Fishing: Unlock methods of raising water Pokémon. Cost: 200 Satisfaction.
By the Industrial era, there were things like "Steam Power."
And further along, the Electrical era:
Electric Power: Unlock technologies related to electricity. Cost: 50,000 Satisfaction.
Poké Ball Technology: Unlock modern Poké Ball production. Requirement: Electric Power. Cost: 10,000 Satisfaction + Electric Power.
Useful, yes—but not now.
After a moment of silence, Raven opened the "Subjects" tab.
A detailed panel unfolded before his eyes, listing everyone by name:
[Subjects (Humans): Lyon, Cliff, Allen, Rick, Aegis, Elisa…]
With a thought, Raven selected Lyon. Instantly, the knight's details appeared like an unfurled scroll.
[Subject: Lyon]
Age: 25
Occupation: Royal Guard Knight
Special Ability: None
Loyalty: 95 (Max 100)
Life History:
Year 123 of the Kingdom: Lyon was born.
Year 132: Parents passed away, survived by working in a bakery.
Year 137: Joined the Eindoak Knights, became a knight of honor.
Year 148: Assigned to protect the Third Prince Raven on his journey to his fief.
"This is…"
Raven blinked, then quickly realized—if he could see human details, then what about Pokémon?
He selected Dratini.
[Pokémon: Dratini]
Type: Dragon
Gender: Female
Ability: Marvel Scale
Moves: Wrap, Leer, Twister
Friendship: 20 (Max 100, can exceed under special conditions)
Life History:
Year 147: Born.
Year 148: Captured by fishermen, presented to a noble.
Year 148: Given to a king by the noble.
Year 148: Bestowed upon the old king of Eindoak as a gift.
Year 148: Entrusted to Prince Raven as a pet, accompanying him to his fief.
"As I thought—I can see it too."
Raven turned to glance at the Dratini curled beneath the blanket.
What was this, then?
Did this Dratini count as his starter Pokémon?
If this were the modern world, Raven would've been overjoyed—after all, a pseudo-legendary like Dratini was rare and precious.
But given his current state… when he could barely keep himself alive, how was he supposed to care for Dratini?
And raising a pseudo-legendary required immense resources…
Another sigh.
Closing the panel, Raven shut his eyes, feigning calm but sinking into thought.
He didn't want to die.
Unova was vast and sparsely populated. With their convoy lost and no idea where they were, seeking shelter in a nearby town was impossible—they didn't even know which direction to go.
If they wandered blindly, maybe they'd get lucky and find a settlement. But if not, they'd all be buried beneath the snow.
No—the priority now was to camp somewhere safe, weather out this brutal winter, and survive.
As for developing his fief…
Raven fell into deep thought.
In a world of Pokémon, humans alone could never thrive. Only by relying on Pokémon could they hope to build something greater.
Machamp could mine and build.
Fire-types could smelt ore.
Miltank could supply milk.
Wooloo's fleece could be woven into clothing.
Electric-types like Pikachu could generate power.
Pelipper could deliver messages.
Conkeldurr could craft concrete for sturdy homes.
The problem? They were in Unova. Pokémon like Miltank and Wooloo didn't live here at all.
To bring them in, he'd need to develop seafaring trade—long voyages to import them from distant regions.
But that was thinking too far ahead.
For now, he turned his gaze toward the snow-covered mountains in the distance.
Time crawled by. His limbs stiffened from the cold—until finally, Lyon appeared at the edge of the snowfield.
All eyes snapped to him.
Excitement lit Lyon's face as he strode up to Raven.
"Your Highness Raven! I found a valley ahead. It's sheltered by mountains, with a forest inside—our craftsmen can use the trees to build houses. There's even a great river, teeming with fish! We'll have fresh food!"
(End of Chapter )