A flash of white light streaked past, and the massive Gyarados instantly appeared in front of everyone.
The white-robed man's conning halted abruptly, and he stared at Axel in shock.
'You've got to be kidding me!'
'I spent so much time searching and finally found a Trainer who looked easy to talk to for today's quota, and it turns out you actually have such a huge Gyarados?'
"Little brother, would you believe me if I said I mistook you for someone else?"
"Oh?", Axel looked at the Plasma member with a smile, "Then who were you looking for?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the white-robed man's face.
He had approached Axel because he thought he had a good temper, how was he supposed to know who he was actually looking for?
But now that Axel asked, there was no way he could admit that.
The man's gaze quickly swept around nearby, but no matter how he looked at it, saying he was looking for someone else would be completely unconvincing.
In the end, he could only focus his eyes on Iono.
"This beautiful lady, in fact I wanted to tell you that you must cherish such a wonderful boyfriend. This young man is elegant and handsome. You absolutely have to keep a close eye on him, don't let anyone steal hi—
"Hey? Gardevoir why are you using psychic power on me, I'm talking to your Trainer!"
"Wait, not over there, it's dark over the—"
Moments later, a five-minute long wailing came from the corner.
"LITTLE BROTHER HELP! MISS, HELP!"
"If worse comes to worst, ask Gyarados to save me instead!"
Hearing the continuous screams, Axel's Pokémon clearly recalled some unpleasant memories and all shrank back into their Pokéballs.
Only the Infernape that Flint had left with Axel blinked blankly and occasionally looked curiously in the direction of the screams.
A few minutes later, Gardevoir drifted out of the corner.
Behind her, the white-robed man had swollen up to almost double his original size, and only two or three teeth remained in his mouth.
Axel ignored that Plasma grunt and, a little worried, stroked Gardevoir's head.
"Sorry… are you alright?"
["I'm fine…"], Gardevoir smiled sweetly, leaning into Axel's arms and grinning as she looked at him.
'Hmph! My Trainer cares about me the most after all.'
["Now… Master can ask him. He'll say anything."]
"Alright," Feeling Gardevoir's cheerful mood, Axel deliberately put on a stern voice and looked at the white-robed man.
"I'm going to ask you something. Will you answer?"
The man nodded furiously like a pecking chick, "Big bro, ask anything, I'll answer!"
"Then why haven't you said anything yet?", Axel took out Gyarados's Pokéball.
The white-robed man was bewildered, "Bro… it's because you haven't asked anything yet?"
"Oh? So you're only going to speak if I ask? Then wasn't Gardevoir's beating just wasted?"
Axel pressed the Pokéball, Gyarados appeared once more.
"Speak or not? If you don't speak I'll have Gyarados show its fangs!"
"Hahaha~"
A burst of laughter erupted around them.
Gardevoir, Iono, and Pheromosa hugged each other tightly, their slender bodies trembling, laughing to the point they almost couldn't stand up.
The white-robed man stayed frozen for a long time before finally understanding his situation. With a thud, he dropped to his knees.
"Bro, I beg you, go ahead and ask!"
Axel pondered for a moment, "To be honest, I don't like forcing people to talk… but seeing how sincere you're being, I'll reluctantly ask one question."
"Ask!", The white-robed man's eyes were full of joy, not a trace of resistance left.
"Ask whatever you want, I'll tell you everything!"
"Then tell me… what's your purpose for coming here?"
Hearing the question, the white-robed man hesitated for a moment. But that hesitation was quickly wiped away.
Maybe if it was before Gardevoir hit him, he'd rather die than speak.
But just now, he learned that in this world, there are things scarier than death.
Secrets belong to the organization. But health belongs to himself.
Compared to his own physical and mental health, what did the organization's secrets count for?
"Then I'll start speaking. If I say something wrong, please don't hit me, give me another chance to correct it."
After that preface, the white-robed man began, "A few days ago, a huge change occurred in our organization. The former Sage disappeared for no reason and still hasn't been found."
"Lord Colress and Lord N also turned against each other, and each took part of the group into a civil war."
"I'm from Lord Colress's faction."
"When Lord Colress came back the other day, he said that a man called the 'Masked Man' in Johto had killed our Sage and that we must make him pay."
"So our other Sages went to Johto some time ago. But it seemed the other side was prepared in advance. We didn't kill the target, but we did manage to steal an artifact."
"It's said that artifact may be able to summon the two legendary Dragon Gods."
"So the Lord ordered us to come here in advance to set things up.
Next time, we'll bring the Dragon Gods and continue the revenge."
Hearing his words, Axel couldn't help laughing.
He didn't expect the Plasma Team to be so efficient.
In just a few days they'd already gone knocking at the door?
Even if they didn't win, stealing something from Drake was still a big move.
"Do you know what exactly they brought back?"
Axel had just asked the question, but before the white-robed man could answer, a piercing gale suddenly swept in.
"Plasma member, return the Lugia Feather you stole!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Axel couldn't help laughing again.
'This guy… his timing is way too good. Last time Leon and Raihan were present. This time it's Flint's Infernape.'
'Fighting + Fire. And you, an Ice-type, are here to run into me again?'
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