After completing the task, Angie hurriedly went to wake up his little Snorlax and began preparing the materials for today's stall.
Since he didn't go yesterday, Angie planned to prepare a bit more today.
Once everything was ready, Angie prepared to leave. At the door, Swablu's Dad was already waiting.
This had been prearranged between Angie and Swablu's Dad the day before.
"Altaria~"
Angie, good morning.
Seeing Angie, Swablu's Dad lowered his head and greeted him.
"Good morning, Altaria," Angie said, gently stroking Altaria neck. "I'll be relying on you again today."
"Altaria~~"
With a light chirp, Swablu's Dad carried Angie and Komala on his back and set off.
Arriving at the gates of the Azoth Kingdom, Angie suggested, "How about you come into the city with me today? It's too lonely for you to wait here by yourself. If you join us, we can even have lunch together."
Although the idea of lunch tempted Swablu's Dad, the thought of all the people in the city made him quickly shake his head.
Angie smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry. I'm here with you. Nothing will happen. Once you get used to being around people, you'll realize humans aren't as scary as you think."
Hearing this, Swablu's Dad hesitated.
Angie continued, "Come on, let's go together. The city is fun!"
In the end, Swablu's Das gently nodded, flapped his wings, and flew alongside Angie into the city.
The early morning in Azoth City was already bustling. Shopkeepers opening their stores for business, early morning office workers, construction workers hauling bricks with their Pokémon…
In Azoth Kingdom, except for special vehicles like Angie's for work purposes, or the motorcycle Princess Kimia rode the other day to save time, you'd rarely see any cars, especially private ones.
This is because all the main streets are made of conveyor belts. As long as you know the route and your destination, the belts will take you anywhere in the city.
Of course, for short trips, like buying something at a store, people still prefer walking. On either side of the conveyor streets, there are pedestrian paths and emergency motor lanes, though the latter are used the least.
Angie stood on the conveyor belt heading to Nikola Park, holding Komala in his arms, with Swablu's Dad lying beside him.
Swablu's Dad looked nervous since he had never ridden on a conveyor belt before.
With so many people around, he felt like everyone was staring at him.
Sensing Swablu's Dad's anxiety, Angie squatted down, patted his head, and comforted him. "Don't be scared. You'll get used to it slowly. Besides, look around—everyone has Pokémon with them. No one's paying special attention to you. You can hold your head high."
After Angie's reminder, Swablu's Dad noticed that indeed, almost everyone was accompanied by a Pokémon. They were laughing and chatting together, and the Pokémon appeared very close and dependent on their trainers, clearly showing a strong bond.
With this realization, Swablu's Dad saw that no one was really focused on him. This thought finally helped him calm down.
Soon, they arrived at Nikola Park. Angie, with Komala and Swablu's Dad, found a quiet corner. He set up the food cart and leisurely headed toward his usual spot to set up the stall.
Swablu's Dad lay on top of the food cart, facing the rising sun, taking in the morning of the Azoth Kingdom for the first time.
After arriving at the usual place, Angie parked the cart, arranged the items, and began making buns.
Suddenly, a surprised voice called out.
"Little boss, you still dare to set up a stall?"
The person speaking was the uncle who sold crepes next to him.
Angie was taken aback. "What do you mean? Why wouldn't I dare to set up my stall?"
"You don't know you're wanted by the royal family?" The uncle sized Angie up and down. "You aren't some international criminal, are you?"
Angie: ( )???
"What are you talking about? I don't understand a word."
Suddenly, Angie had a thought: Could it be that they found out about my unlicensed business or my status as an undocumented resident?
Maybe... I should just skip setting up the stall today?
While Angie was hesitating, the uncle seemed to have guessed something and quickly said with a wary expression, "Don't even think about leaving! You're the person Princess Kimia is looking for, and I won't let you go."
It turned out that after Princess Kimia and Flamell couldn't find Angie in Nikola Park yesterday, they spread the word around, asking the nearby residents to notify the palace immediately if they saw the bun and dumplings vendor.
However, this action was misunderstood by the locals. They thought Angie had committed some crime and was wanted by the royal family.
People were genuinely sorry, thinking, how could someone who made such delicious buns and dumplings be a criminal?
But the citizens of Azoth would never sympathize with a criminal, no matter how good their cooking was.
Even though the Azoth Kingdom was small, the people were united, and the royal family was very beloved. Whatever the royal family asked for, the people would follow.
So, if Princess Kimia wanted to find someone, they definitely wouldn't let him go.
"Everyone, come quickly! The little boss is here!"
As the crepe vendor shouted, the early morning crowd in the park, who were out for their morning exercises, gathered around and surrounded Angie's food cart.
To be honest, those who didn't know about Angie and his bun and dumplings stall before certainly did now, thanks to Princess Kimia's widespread announcement. Angie had suddenly become quite famous.
"Altaria~ Altaria~"
Seeing Angie surrounded, Swablu's Dad immediately flew down from the top of the cart, letting out a sharp cry to warn people not to approach.
The crowd was startled and backed away slightly from Angie and his cart.
Komala didn't stay idle either. It jumped to the ground, and the log it always held slammed into the ground with a loud thud. If anyone dared to get close, it looked ready to smash their head with one swing.
"Everyone, calm down! I don't know why I've suddenly become a wanted man, but I swear I'm a good person and haven't done anything wrong."
Someone in the crowd shouted, "It's not up to you to decide! We've already sent someone to notify the princess. When she arrives, the truth will be revealed!"
Angie: ...
Before long, someone suddenly shouted, "The princess is here!"
Immediately, the crowd parted, revealing a young woman with twin golden ponytails dressed in a royal blue uniform, leading a group of royal guards.
"Princess! We've caught the criminal for you."
"Princess, quick! Don't let this weirdo escape."
…
The crowd was abuzz with chatter.
The moment Princess Kimia saw Angie's face, she froze. Her whole body stiffened. He looked so much like him, so much like the painting of Prince Angie—just an enlarged version.
After a long pause, Kimia snapped out of her daze, prompted by the crowd's murmurs. When she realized that everyone had mistaken Angie for a criminal, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"It's all a misunderstanding, everyone. I'm only looking for this gentleman to ask him some questions. He's not a wanted criminal, and he hasn't committed any crime."
Princess Kimia's explanation silenced the crowd for a moment.
"Wha...what? So it was all a misunderstanding! Little boss, we're really sorry, so sorry!" someone said awkwardly.
"I knew it! The little boss doesn't look like a bad guy. Someone who can make such delicious food could never be a villain!"
…
In an instant, everyone started apologizing to Angie, speaking all at once.
At that moment, Angie looked at Princess Kimia and asked, "May I ask why you are looking for me?"
Kimia, polite and gentle, replied, "Sir, may we speak privately?"
Angie hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Come aboard the cart then." Truthfully, he was also curious about the current state of the Azoth royal family. How had his father and mother fared after his "death"? And what about his sister?
"Alright," Kimia agreed with a nod.
Angie then closed the cart's doors and windows, inviting only Princess Kimia and her secretary Flamell inside, while the guards surrounded the cart on the outside.
The people outside, curious about why the princess was looking for the bun vendor, gathered around and didn't leave.
Inside, Angie set up a table and brought out three stools. The three of them sat around the table.
When Angie removed his chef's hat, revealing his full head of golden hair, both Kimia and Flamell froze. They exchanged shocked glances, clearly taken aback by what they saw.
Angie noticed their reactions and quickly realized that the princess's visit wasn't about unlicensed vending. Of course, he thought, something as minor as that wouldn't warrant the attention of a princess. There was only one other possibility...
"Sir, may I ask your name?" Kimia asked, breaking the silence.
"Angie Azoth," he answered calmly.
"Are you... really an Azoth?" Kimia's head spun with the realization. Even though she had already suspected it, hearing it confirmed left her dizzy. "Azoth is a surname exclusive to the royal family of the Azoth Kingdom."
Angie pointed to his head. "Isn't this golden hair obvious enough?"
Obvious? Of course! It was glaringly obvious! This golden hair was unmatched in its beauty and purity. It was precisely because it was so obvious that Kimia was so shocked.
"Is your name really Angie Azoth? Do you know that's the name of Queen Anna's brother?" Kimia asked, struggling to contain her excitement.
Queen Anna was a household name in the Azoth Kingdom.
Queen Anna? Angie's heart stirred. So, his sister had indeed ascended the throne after all! He nodded. "I know. Anna is my twin sister."
Hearing this, Kimia almost jumped out of her seat, her voice rising in excitement. "But Prince Angie passed away five hundred years ago!"
Flamell leaned over and gently reminded the princess, "Princess, please calm down."
Kimia exhaled deeply, trying to steady her racing emotions.
Angie quickly thought through the situation and decided to fabricate a story about his revival.
"I didn't die. Instead, I fell into a deep sleep—a sleep that lasted five hundred years. I only woke up recently," Angie said calmly.
"This... this can't be possible," Kimia stammered, finding it hard to believe. "How could someone live for five hundred years?"
"It's all because of Nikola' experiments that led to this result," Angie explained, deciding to blame it all on Nikola.
Nikola was one of the most important figures in the history of the Azoth Kingdom, more famous than any royal member, including Queen Anna herself. He laid the foundation for the kingdom's arcane sciences, enabling its survival to the present day.
Even in the broader history of the Pokémon world, Nikola held an unparalleled position. Without him, Azoth Kingdom wouldn't have become the place of every inventor's dreams.
Since Nikola was capable of creating the mythical Pokémon Magearna, making Angie sleep for 500 years and then wake up didn't seem that far-fetched.
"Nikola?" Kimia exclaimed in surprise.
Angie nodded. "Actually, when I entered the royal tomb back then, I didn't die. Nikola did something unknown to me and my little Carbink. We formed a mysterious connection, and both of us fell into a deep slumber.
"Now, five hundred years later, my Carbink mutated into the legendary Pokémon Diancie, which led to my awakening and recovery from my frail health."
"So, I believe all of this... is connected to Nikola."
"Your Carbink mutated into Diancie?" Kimia was once again astonished.
Angie nodded. He stretched out his hand, and in the next moment, Diancie appeared in the cart.
Diancie, unaware of the situation, was slightly surprised when it saw Kimia's golden hair.
Angie introduced them proactively, "Diancie, this is Princess Kimia of the royal family."
Diancie wasn't startled; it performed a graceful royal bow toward Kimia.
"Good morning, Your Highness. I am Diancie."
Kimia was too shocked by Angie's demonstration to respond immediately.
Angie wasn't planning to hide his unique situation. After all, having lived for five centuries with a legendary Pokémon like Diancie by his side, it was only natural to have some special traits.
Besides, many people in the Pokémon world had unique abilities—like Viridian Power, Aura, Psychic, or the ability to read Pokemon's heart. One more person with special abilities wouldn't be that unusual.
By now, Kimia had mostly accepted Angie's story. So it turned out that the royal tomb wasn't looted—Prince Angie had simply woken up and left it by himself!
"So… this is the legendary Diamond Domain's Princess, Diancie?" Kimia finally recovered, staring at Diancie as she murmured in awe.
The Azoth royal family was highly skilled in raising Fairy-type Pokémon, and there were records of the legendary Fairy-type Pokémon, Diancie. However, no one had ever seen it in person—until today.
Kimia couldn't help but marvel, "Nikola truly is the origin of arcane science!"
In her understanding, only someone like Nikola could have caused a Carbink to mutate into Diancie.
She then shifted her gaze from Diancie back to Angie and asked, "Prince Angie, could you give me some of your hair?"
Even though Kimia now believed Angie's story, it was necessary to perform a formal test. The royal bloodline was too important to be taken lightly, and she needed concrete evidence to present to her father.
In the Pokémon world, technology was highly advanced. Despite the generations that separated Prince Angie from the current royal family, a DNA test could still verify whether they were related by blood.
"Of course." Angie understood why Kimia requested his hair. He nodded and plucked a few strands, handing them to her.
Kimia took Angie's hair and passed it to Flamell, who was standing nearby.
Flamell bowed to the two of them before hastily leaving the cart with Angie's hair.