"Grandpa, can't your location tracking be more accurate?"
Looking at the bustling metropolis of steel and concrete, with hundred-meter-tall buildings everywhere, severely obstructing her view and exploration, Alola rubbed her temples in frustration once again.
"Your grandpa only learned the Teleportation Gate when I was an Undead, being able to accurately locate in this world is already an exceptional performance. What's more, I've already pinpointed the correct city, rather than somewhere tens of thousands of miles away in the mountains. I think I'm pretty amazing; asking me to accurately position right next to Xue, that Grandpa really can't manage!"
Old Barak really couldn't do this. He himself was a Holy Knight, more of a warrior type, and when it came to magic chanting, he was at best an amateur, even now.
