Fresh fish?
This instantly made everyone, who had been eating dry rations for months, light up.
Timber for building houses, clean water, plump fish, and a valley that could be used to set up camp... For this group, who had been lost in the Blizzard for too long, it was indeed a rare piece of good news.
Everyone looked at each other, their faces filled with joy, and they all stood up to look at Draconis, waiting for his decision, as he was the master here after all.
Meeting their gazes, Draconis pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there any danger nearby?"
Ryan was slightly startled, then scratched his head in embarrassment: "I was only focused on the fish in the river... But there don't seem to be any dangerous Pokémon nearby."
After all, he made it back alive!
Draconis: "..."
This young Knight seemed a bit silly.
Draconis fell into deep thought.
According to the original owner's memories, they had been lost in this Blizzard for too long. Before he transmigrated, the original owner had also thought about sending people to search for nearby towns.
But those people either found nothing or never returned.
The Pokémon world is vast and sparsely populated, and coupled with the limitations of the era, human villages and towns are scattered across the land, making them not easy to find.
Draconis looked up at the people in front of him.
Elders, young children, the sick, the disabled... It was clearly impossible to continue moving forward with these people, and as a modern person, Draconis couldn't bring himself to abandon them here.
As things stood, they only had this one path.
Meeting their hopeful gazes, Draconis slowly nodded and said, "In that case, let's set off!"
"Yes, Your Highness Draconis!" Ryan straightened his back and replied with considerable excitement.
Everyone rested for a bit, then gathered their remaining supplies and headed towards the valley under Ryan's lead.
Several Knights, led by Ryan, formed a protective formation, shielding Draconis and the other Commoners and slaves in the center.
As they advanced, they remained vigilant for any Pokémon activity nearby.
Draconis did not return to the carriage but sat outside, observing the surroundings.
"Your Highness Draconis, it's still snowing outside, please return to the carriage first!"
The Old Butler, Alfred, seeing Draconis staying outside, couldn't help but step forward to persuade him.
Hearing this, Draconis looked at the speaker.
The other party was a middle-aged man, about thirty or forty years old. The original owner's memory told Draconis that this was his Old Butler, Alfred, who had taken care of his daily life since childhood.
Now that they were heading to the territory, Alfred had naturally followed along.
"It's alright, Alfred." Draconis shook his head, refusing his suggestion: "Under these circumstances, it's no longer like when we were in the Royal City."
Hearing this, the Old Butler was slightly startled and couldn't help but recall past events.
In Eindoak, His Highness had a loving King for a father and two older brothers; he only needed to play carefree, and other matters didn't need to be considered at all.
But now... it seems these past few days' experiences have made His Highness grow up.
Alfred sighed silently. He turned around and brought a thick cloak woven from wool to drape over His Highness.
Just as Draconis was about to say something, he suddenly heard a warning shout.
"Careful, there's a group of Pokémon ahead!"
This immediately caused a wave of panic within the convoy.
Draconis was startled, then turned his head to look, and saw a group of large, pig-like unknown creatures covered in brown fur.
Those were... Mamoswine?!
Seeing the Mamoswine, Ryan and the others gripped their iron swords. These trained Knights bravely protected everyone behind them.
The Mamoswine herd keenly caught a hint of hostility. They turned their massive bodies and looked towards this side.
The gaze of the leading Mamoswine lingered on the weapons of Ryan and the others.
Seemingly sensing a threat, the Mamoswine herd instantly became restless. In an instant, a powerful aura swept out in all directions.
It was an aura full of wildness and oppression.
The few remaining Knights in the convoy couldn't help but tighten their grip on their weapons.
"Gulp!"
Ryan couldn't help but swallow. This was his first time seeing such Pokémon, but the oppressive feeling these Pokémon gave him was no less than that of the large centipedes outside the Royal City.
There were so many of them; if they all charged... Ryan dared not imagine the consequences.
What to do? What should be done?
If only Sir Jerolt were here... Sir Jerolt was the strongest Knight in the Knights Order, having defeated countless powerful Pokémon.
But Sir Jerolt had, not long ago, protected His Highness Draconis by leading a group of attacking Pokémon away alone, and had never returned.
"Ryan, put down your weapons!"
Just then, Ryan suddenly heard His Highness Draconis's shout.
He was slightly stunned.
"Quick!" Draconis ordered loudly: "Everyone, put down your weapons!"
The few Knights looked at each other. Although they didn't understand, they still bit the bullet and obeyed the command, putting down their weapons.
Draconis jumped off the carriage and shouted to the group of Mamoswine:
"Mamoswine, we mean no harm. We are just passing through and will leave soon!"
The dangerous aura in the air suddenly vanished.
The group of Mamoswine shifted their gaze from the iron swords, then slowly turned around, leading the Swinub through the snow, and soon disappeared into the Blizzard.
"Phew..."
Seeing this, Draconis let out a long sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the Mamoswine themselves had no ill will towards them, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Let's keep going!" Draconis turned around and looked at the stunned crowd.
Ryan's eyes widened, looking over incredulously: "Your... Your Highness Draconis, how did you do that?!"
"What?" Draconis was slightly startled.
"Those Magical Beasts just left like that?" Ryan was very surprised.
"..."
Draconis looked in the direction the Mamoswine had left and said, "They didn't have any hostility towards us to begin with; they only reacted that way when they saw the weapons in your hands. And... I don't think Pokémon are stupid; on the contrary, they are very intelligent. With proper communication, they will understand our intentions."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other.
Pokémon... could understand their speech?
Draconis, however, did not offer further explanation. At this moment, the heavy snow had stopped at some point, and the wind had also weakened considerably.
He looked at everyone and said, "Let's keep going!"
"Yes!"
Aside from the group of Mamoswine, the rest of the journey presented no further dangers.
Perhaps due to winter, almost all Pokémon apart from Ice-types were not very active outside, allowing everyone to smoothly reach the valley Ryan had spoken of.
This was a hidden valley plain surrounded by towering snow-capped mountains, encircled on all sides by steep, treacherous, and massive snow-covered peaks that soared into the clouds.
Looking from afar, one could see a wide river flowing across the vast, snow-covered plain, with a dense forest on the other side of the river.
One could imagine how fertile this land would be when winter passed and spring arrived.