Reading a Rotten Script
Alex leaned back in his chair, fingers interlocked, eyes unfocused.
Kael Ravencroft.
The more Alex thought about him—
The more irritated he became.
"…What a garbage novel."
Kirlia sat quietly on the desk, listening.
How the 'Hidden Tycoon' Made Money
Alex replayed the memories from the novel with ruthless clarity.
Kael didn't rise cleanly.
He rose illegally.
Smuggling.
Shell companies.
Information arbitrage.
Gray-zone deals hidden behind overseas laws.
And yet, despite all that noise—
Only two connections actually mattered.
Alex raised two fingers.
"Only two," he said calmly.
Kirlia leaned closer.
Connection One — The Pokémon Elite
"A Pokémon Elite," Alex said flatly.
"An old enemy of my father."
Victor Runcandel's name alone made that man cautious.
In the novel, this Elite backed Kael briefly.
But Alex knew better.
"He's disposable," Alex said.
"I'll remove him later."
Kirlia nodded seriously.
Connection Two — The Pokémon League President
Alex's eyes hardened.
"This one is more interesting."
In the novel, Kael had "miraculously" saved the League President's life overseas.
A man with:
Heavy protection Champion guards Medical teams
Was somehow left on the verge of death—
Until Kael appeared out of nowhere.
Alex scoffed quietly.
"A president of the Pokémon League almost dies without backup?"
"…What kind of stupid plot logic is that."
Kirlia frowned.
The President's Real Filth
Alex continued calmly.
"That president has a long black history."
Illegal champion Pokémon acquisitions.
Identity erasures.
Witness silencing.
"He only has two Champion Pokémon," Alex said.
"And neither of them were raised by him."
Alex was certain.
"He stole them," he said quietly.
"And killed the original owners."
Compared to the Runcandel family?
"A League President is easy to remove."
Kirlia's eyes widened slightly.
Alex patted her head.
"Don't worry. I won't do anything reckless."
Kael's Pokémon — Overrated
Alex opened the mental list.
Kael Ravencroft's team:
Pidgeot — Peak Gym Nidoking — Peak Gym Feraligatr — Peak Elite Haxorus — Champion
Alex dismissed three immediately.
"Trash. Trash. Barely relevant."
Kirlia blinked.
"The only one worth noting," Alex continued,
"is Haxorus."
That Pokémon was gifted by the League President.
A political bribe disguised as gratitude.
Kael thought that having a Champion Pokémon made him superior.
"…That's why he doesn't put anyone in his eyes," Alex said.
"Stupid idiot."
Kirlia nodded fiercely.
The Future — Kael's Biggest Opportunities
Alex's gaze sharpened.
"In one month," he said,
"there's an auction."
In that auction, Kael would obtain three things.
1. The Land
Kael buys land for cheap.
Hidden underneath?
A massive mine.
Estimated future value:
150 billion dollars.
Alex tapped the desk once.
"That land won't be his."
2. The Recipe
A Pokémon cosmetic recipe.
Brings Kael:
~50 million dollars Massive popularity
But—
Alex's lips curled slightly.
"It has a hidden defect."
After one week of use:
Skin burns Pimples Long-term damage
In the novel, when the scandal explodes—
Kael shamelessly:
Blames someone else Uses connections Walks free
With:
Valencrest Group Ravencroft Group
Alex exhaled.
"This time," he murmured,
"he won't walk away."
3. The Larvitar Egg
Alex's eyes darkened slightly.
"A Larvitar egg."
Champion qualification.
Future Tyranitar.
One of Kael's core combat pillars.
Alex shook his head.
"Also not happening."
Kirlia clenched her tiny fists.
The Knife Named Leon
Alex's gaze shifted.
"And then there's Leon."
Leon Ashford.
Broken.
Stripped.
Empty.
All he had left—
Was Lunaria.
Alex's expression remained neutral.
"When Kael becomes her lover," Alex said quietly,
"I'll send Leon everything."
The truth.
The black history.
The connections.
"Desperation makes people loud."
Kirlia looked uneasy.
Alex patted her head again.
"I won't cross lines," he said calmly.
"I'll just… let people choose."
The Remaining Female Leads
Alex sighed.
"And of course—three female leads."
One: Lunaria Valencrest
Two more: unknown, future acquisitions
Alex leaned back fully.
"…This novel really was trash."
Kirlia nodded in full agreement.
The Villain Plans Ahead
Alex closed his eyes.
"One month," he murmured.
He would:
Cut Kael's opportunities Collapse his 'clean' image Expose his backers Turn his romance into a fuse
No rushing.
No noise.
Just removal.
Kirlia floated closer, placing her hand on Alex's arm.
Alex opened his eyes and smiled faintly.
"Don't worry," he said.
"This one won't even realize when the story ends."
Outside the window—
Aetherfall Kingdom stood calm.
Unaware that its next protagonist had already lost.