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Serena had left, but Mammon believed that the next time he saw Serena, she would undoubtedly be even more dazzling.
Mammon was convinced of this.
At the same time, Mammon was also preparing to leave the Galar region.
Essentially, everything that could be arranged had been arranged; the Galar Team Rockets was developing very smoothly, and matters in Spikemuth were proceeding in an orderly fashion.
However…
On the outskirts of Spikemuth, Eternatus's core projected a crimson energy beam that landed on the grass.
With continuous injection, a red-glowing energy point gradually took shape.
"Alright, with this, Gigantamax will now be possible within the Spikemuth area from now on," Mammon said with a smile to the dumbfounded Piers.
"This…" Piers stared blankly at the Gigantamax energy point, taking a long time to come back to his senses.
Gigantamax, Gigantamax was finally possible near Spikemuth!
Piers's eyes were slightly red, because without Gigantamax, Spikemuth had truly suffered too much over the years.
And now, there was an energy point near Spikemuth!
"Boss, I…" Piers looked up at Mammon, at a loss for how to express his gratitude.
But seeing the tears in Piers's eyes, how could Mammon not understand?
"No need to be polite. If you truly want to thank me, then make Spikemuth Gym bigger and stronger. Turn Spikemuth into Spikemuth City so that the organization's investments can be recouped as soon as possible," Mammon said with a smile, patting Piers's shoulder.
Although he had previously given Piers Mega Evolution, Z-Moves, and Terastallization, this did not mean Gigantamax was useless.
On the contrary, a Gym that mastered four enhancement methods would thus gain even greater popularity and attention.
"I understand! Boss, please rest assured, I will do my best to make Spikemuth Gym the number one Gym in Galar!" Piers took a deep breath, promising Mammon with unprecedented sincerity and determination.
Yes, any words of gratitude now were empty. He could only work harder to make Spikemuth develop better and better to repay Mammon.
This was what he needed to do next.
Spikemuth… will definitely succeed!
Piers said it, and no one could stop it!
"I hope you can keep your word," Mammon chuckled, then turned to look at Marnie beside Piers.
Marnie still maintained her cool demeanor, but her beautiful eyes were now fixed on Mammon, shining brightly.
"Marnie, do your best in the upcoming Champion Cup. I will be watching you." Mammon smiled and said to Marnie.
"Will you come to watch my match in person?" Marnie asked calmly in her clear, melodious voice. Her face remained fair and delicate as usual, and her expression was the same.
But if one observed closely, they would notice her ears had begun to turn red.
For Marnie, this was already a very bold statement, especially when asked of a person of the opposite gender; the meaning was self-evident.
Piers, this sister-complexed man, showed no displeasure at this moment; instead, he cast a satisfied glance at his sister.
"I should be in Alola at that time, but I will watch it via live broadcast," Mammon shook his head.
"Oh." Marnie's eyes dimmed slightly, but then quickly returned to normal.
"I will do my best to achieve the best results," Marnie said earnestly to Mammon. She did not say she would win the championship, because both she and Mammon knew that it was not realistic.
Not to mention Gloria and Leon, it was unknown whether she would be able to overcome Raihan at that time.
Marnie was already doing her best to train new main Pokémon, but the time was too short for them to be used during the Champion Cup.
"Making it into the top four would be a success, Marnie. You are an executive I personally chose, and I believe with your ability, you can do it," Mammon said with a smile to Marnie.
"Mm!" Marnie's calm eyes rippled, reflecting the young man's face, and she nodded in agreement.
Watching Mammon and the two others fly away on Reshiram.
"Mammon is truly a benefactor~" Piers waited until Reshiram's figure disappeared from sight, then couldn't help but exclaim with a smile.
"Mm," Marnie nodded.
The fate of their siblings and Spikemuth had been rewritten by him alone.
"Marnie, it's starting next month. How do you plan to train?"
"Training, I want to go to Crown Tundra."
Marnie's expression was firm. For some time now, she had been training and battling with Piers, but honestly, because they knew each other too well, the training effect was now quite mediocre.
It would be better to go to Crown Tundra. The wild Pokémon deep within Crown Tundra were very high-leveled, and Gigantamax wild Pokémon often appeared near energy points.
Although it was not as good as practical training with powerful Trainers, the training effect would still be good.
"Training with wild Pokémon in Crown Tundra is ultimately unsatisfactory. How about I train with you?" Suddenly, an arrogant male voice came from behind.
Hearing this, Piers and Marnie were startled. They turned their heads and saw a handsome young man with purplish-red and grayish-white curly hair.
His hands were in his pockets, and his handsome face carried a hint of an arrogant smile as he gazed at Marnie.
"You are… Bede? Why are you here?" Marnie frowned slightly, recognizing the young man as Bede.
She had encountered this young man in the early stages of the Gym Challenge, but Marnie did not have a good impression of him.
Bede's personality was too sharp and conceited, but his strength was indeed formidable.
However, she heard that Bede had been disqualified from the Gym Challenge by Chairman Rose due to a mistake, and then he disappeared.
"I just happened to pass by. Anyway, I can't participate in the Champion Cup now, so if you need a training opponent, I can help you," Bede said indifferently.
"Why?"
"What do you mean, why?"
"Why do you want to help me?" Marnie didn't understand; her relationship with Bede wasn't particularly good.
"I am also a high-ranking executive of Team Rockets," Bede clicked his tongue.
Marnie was startled at his words.
"At least you're an executive of the organization, like me. If you get eliminated at the very beginning, it would be too embarrassing for Mammon," Bede's words were still not very pleasant to hear.
"Moreover, your skill level isn't bad, and it can also help me test my recent progress." Bede wasn't entirely a good Samaritan. Marnie's strength was also very strong, and in fact, their training battles would be beneficial to both sides.
It was still the same saying: battle was the best way to improve.
Finally, Bede added, "As long as your mindset doesn't collapse because of me." After all, he knew that Marnie specialized in Dark-type, and his current expertise in Fairy-type happened to be super effective against Dark-type.
"Okay." Marnie did not refuse, nor did she take Bede's seemingly provocative words to heart.
Because she genuinely needed a training opponent now to make rapid progress in the shortest amount of time.
The results of the Champion Cup were originally not important to her, but now they were very important. She did not want to disappoint Mammon.
Hammerlocke.
Mammon arrived at the top floor of the organization's company building and saw Gladion, dressed formally.
"Gladion, you've worked hard recently."
"It's fine, things haven't been too busy lately." Gladion shook his head. In reality, after he came to Galar, he was mainly responsible for coordination and liaison, and the company's operations were handled by professional talents below.
After all, the organization's companies in other regions had long been on the right track and thriving, with plenty of professional talents.
So now, Team Rockets opening new regional branches was not as troublesome as it was in the first few regions.
"Mammon, I want to return to Alola for a while recently," Gladion said to Mammon, requesting.
"Oh? Is it because of the Manalo Tournament?" Mammon immediately understood.
"Yes, I want to go back and participate." Gladion's face was serious. He never forgot his original intention: he was a Trainer!
Throughout this year, he had been fighting alongside Mammon, and it could be said that he had personally witnessed Team Rockets grow to its current scale, and he had made significant contributions.
But for Gladion, what he most wanted to do was to contribute to Team Rockets as a Trainer!
And now, wasn't the opportunity right before him?
The first Manalo Tournament of the Alola League was about to begin, and he wanted to go back and participate, to become the first Champion of Alola.
Although Mammon had previously said that he had a backup plan in Alola, Gladion believed that he could also serve as the Alola Champion.
He wanted to have a fair duel with the person Mammon had arranged!
"And… I haven't seen my mother and Lillie in a long time, so I also want to go back and see them." When talking about his family, Gladion's stern face softened a lot. He truly missed his family.
The main reason he didn't go back initially was that Team Rockets was an Evil Organization at that time, and he himself was probably on the League's key wanted list.
And now, Team Rockets had successfully 'whitewashed,' so returning to Alola now could be considered a triumphant homecoming, couldn't it?
"Lillie, huh~ I do miss her a bit too." Mammon chuckled. In reality, he still often chatted with Lillie online.
"That's good then. I'm also going to Alola recently, so let's go together," Mammon said with a smile, patting Gladion's shoulder.
Gladion was startled, then rarely showed a smile and nodded. He was still very happy to be able to go home.
"Good luck in the Manalo Tournament, Gladion. Be competitive and don't embarrass our organization."
Actually, Mammon didn't have too many expectations for Gladion; he only had one thought.
He hoped that when Gladion encountered Selene, he wouldn't have his fighting spirit shattered.
Well, after all, among the Trainers of this generation, Selene was purely an 'overpowered monster.'
"Please rest assured, Mammon, I will definitely win the Manalo Tournament Champion!" Gladion said earnestly, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
"I, Gladion! Will win the Alola Champion title for the organization!!" Mammon's expression was a bit strange. He opened his mouth as if to speak but then stopped, seeing Gladion's determined look to bring glory to the organization, he really couldn't discourage the enthusiasm of his capable subordinate.
Mammon could only choose to remain silent.
Gladion, I hope you can maintain your composure and not break down then.