Pokémon: This trainer is too wild!

Chapter 105 I, Wallace, am the strongest trainer in the Hoenn region!
JK uniforms, Lolita fashion, black stockings, white stockings, etc...

Could it be... that Mammon has these fetishes?
Cattleya fell into deep thought. She had read online that every man's preferences are different, and perhaps Mammon really did like these things.

Shouldn't I make some preparations in private?
After thinking about it, Jia Deliya thought that white stockings would be more suitable for her style. Besides, her legs were perfect, so white stockings shouldn't make them look thick.

"Don't overthink it, this is for our guests."

"guest?"

"You'll find out soon enough, it'll be very interesting."

Cattleya nodded. Since Mammon said so, then there was no problem.

"Xiaoyao, I have something to attend to. See you next time if we have the chance."

Mammon smiled and waved goodbye to Xiaoyao, who was not far away.

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Xiaoyao blinked and gave Mammon a crisp reply, but she still felt a little regretful.

Her trainer's intuition told her that this handsome guy and that pretty girl must both be very strong trainers.

She had originally wanted to challenge them, but unfortunately that didn't happen.

But it's alright. The meaning of travel lies in all sorts of adventures and encounters. If fate allows, they will definitely meet again.

……

The mountain road is uneven.

boom!
With a loud bang, Milotic's water cannon blasted away the crackling energy on Sildenafil's body, sending it flying and crashing to the ground.

"Silver Companion Beast!"

Gladion's expression changed, and he called out to Silvally with concern.

Despite the pain, Sildenafil stood up and growled softly at Gladion to reassure him.

But it was obvious to everyone that Silvally was in poor condition.

"hateful!"

Gladion gritted his teeth, looking unwillingly at the handsome young man opposite him and the gorgeous Milotic in front of him.

Silvally's Ar system allows it to adjust its attributes based on the inserted storage disc. He specifically used an electric-attribute storage disc to adjust Silvally to the electric attribute.

Even with its attribute advantage, Silvally was still no match for Milotic.

"As an opponent, you on the Rockets are already very strong, but unfortunately, your opponent is someone as magnificent as me."

Mikoli gracefully brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and smiled calmly.

Every move she makes exudes elegance and glamour; that's Mikkelsen.

Gladgio remained expressionless, silently watching the flamboyant man perform.

"I feel sorry that such an outstanding young person as you has embarked on the wrong path, but I am also very lucky to have met you here."

Mikoli was deeply impressed. He hadn't expected that this seemingly young and aloof boy would be so powerful.

In his view, they were already no weaker than the Elite Four of his Hoenn League.

If we let him continue to grow like this, he will definitely become a major enemy of the Pokémon League in the future!

Fortunately, he met him today. This is lucky for the Elf League and also lucky for this blond boy.

Mikkuri doesn't understand why such a talented boy would join an evil organization like Team Rocket, but it doesn't matter!
"Let me, as the Hoenn Champion, guide you back to the right path in the most elegant way, young man."

Mikoli raised his arm and spoke slowly in a gentle voice, as if reciting a poem. He believed that with his personal charm, guiding a boy was no problem at all!
"..."

Gladion's face twitched slightly. Why were all the powerful people he encountered so abnormal?
Did Gladio break some kind of divine law?
Last time it was the muscle-bound Shiba, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanto, and I sensed something was off about him.

This time, the competition is even more intense, as the champion of the Hoenn region is a narcissistic sissy who likes to talk to himself.

Is there not a single normal person in the Pokémon League?
Gladion couldn't hold back any longer. After all, Alola didn't have a Pokémon League, and he was originally quite curious about it.

But now he genuinely feels that the Rockets are more normal.

The problem is, the most difficult thing is that he can't beat this effeminate man in front of him who speaks eloquently and elegantly!

Gladio felt like he was going to vomit blood.

"Lord Gladio, Lord Mammon has replied and he'll be here soon!"

Fire Goose walked up behind Gladgio and spoke to him.

Gladio breathed a sigh of relief; this meant he only needed to hold out until Lord Mammon arrived.

To be honest, Gladgio already felt guilty after being handcuffed and taken to the police car last time. If he gets caught by Mikoli again and has to be handcuffed again...

Gladio felt he really couldn't take it anymore.

Although he knew that Mammon would definitely rescue him, what kind of good person would always let their superiors rescue their subordinates?
Gladgio's pride made it impossible for him to accept this; he was by nature rather aloof.

"Oh? Looks like they called for reinforcements."

Mikoli's lips curved into a beautiful smile, showing no sign of panic.

He came here today for three things.

Destroy Team Rocket! Destroy Team Rocket! Destroy Team Rocket again!
"No matter who your reinforcements are, it's useless, because your opponent is me, Mikoli!"

Mikoli lowered his head, closed his eyes, and smiled calmly, his tone brimming with confidence.

Do you know who he is?
Wallace, a water-loving artist, a top-tier Coordinator, a native of the Sootopolis community, the former Sootopolis Gym Leader, and the current Elite Four Champion of the Hoenn League!

In fact, many of his fans also call him "Water Prince", but the humble Michael said that "Water Prince" is too high-profile, although he feels that he does fit the title in terms of both image and temperament.

But as I said before, Mikkel doesn't like being so flamboyant and high-profile.

Gladio: "..."

This guy... he's just too damn good at pretending, isn't he?
Gladion was shocked.

"Oh? It sounds like Champion Mikkelsen is quite confident."

Suddenly, a teasing voice rang out. Hearing this voice, everyone present looked over, and what came into view was a young man dressed in white shirt and black pants.

Behind the boy was a black Pokémon clad in armor.

"Lord Mammon!"

Fire Goose was overjoyed. "Great! Lord Mammon has arrived!"
Although I don't know how strong Lord Mammon is, he's definitely not weaker than Mikuri, right?
At least that's what Huoyan thinks.

The Team Rocket members behind Gladion and Firebird also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ok?"

Michael was quite surprised, though he was also quite upset.

"Are you also from the Rockets? And you're only alone?"

Mikkelsen exclaimed in surprise, as he had originally thought that the Rockets' reinforcements should consist of at least a small squad.

Surprisingly, there was only one boy who looked quite young.

"Ah, that's right, it's a first meeting, Champion Mikkel, my name is Mammon."

Mammon greeted Mikkelsen politely, not like a villain from the Rockets, but rather like a nobleman.

"Another misguided youth, Team Rocket, you're truly guilty of a terrible sin."

Mikkuri carefully examined Mammon. He could serve as reinforcements, and judging from Gladio and Fire Goose's expressions...
Mikkuri could guess that this boy named Mammon was probably very strong.

He is at least definitely better than Gladio.

"Young man, hand over your Poké Balls and turn yourselves in. With your abilities, I believe that as long as you can repent and start anew, you will have a bright future."

Mikoli crossed his arms and, in a tone of seniority, offered Mammon some advice.

"There's no need for you, Champion Michael, to worry about that. We have our own understanding compared to these things."

Mammon tilted his head slightly, sizing up Mikkelsen.

Sure enough, Mikoli really had a great foundation. Her skin was fair and delicate, better than most girls. Moreover, she had a beautiful face, an elegant and noble temperament, and such a slender figure.

tsk~

"I have prepared some gifts for you, and I hope you will like them."

"? So you're still my fan?"

Michael was quite surprised, but then he understood; it was perfectly normal.

After all, he is Mikoli!
"But even if you are my fans, as members of the Rockets, you are unforgivable. I'm sorry, but I'm going to arrest you myself."

Mikoli was extremely disappointed.

"No regrets, because you can't catch us today, Champion Mikuri, and... I'll make you a sensation throughout the entire Hoenn region."

Mammon's smile slowly took on a chilling hue, now tinged with intense malice.

"Who knows, you might even become popular in other regions."

"???"

Mikoli stared in astonishment at Mammon, whose demeanor had changed drastically, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Why is this guy's smile giving me goosebumps? I have this feeling that something bad is about to happen.

Something's not right. This guy is acting very strangely.

"I see. It seems I need to be more cautious as well."

Mikoli's expression turned slightly serious.

"Actually, it's meaningless. No matter how much you, Champion Mikoli, resist, it's all meaningless."

Mammon enlarged and opened two Ultra Balls on his fingertips, two white lights flashed, and two Pokémon appeared in front of Mammon.

"Mello~"

"Woo~"

The dazzling Pheromosa stood with one hand on its hip, its arrogant gaze sweeping over Milotic on the other side.

Beside the Shiny Pheromosa stood Suicune, its indifferent and aloof gaze fixed on its opponent.

"It's so gorgeous!"

Michael's old habit kicked in again. He gazed admiringly at the shiny Pheromosa and Suicune. As a top-notch trainer, he could tell at a glance that both Pokémon were exceptionally well-trained.

and……

"You actually captured the legendary Suicune of Kanto? Who are you?"

Mikkuri regained his composure, sized up Suicune for a while, then looked at Mammon and asked in a deep voice.

“Mammon, Mammon of the Rockets.” Mammon grinned widely.

"I have great respect for Champion Mikkuri. I didn't even use Mewtwo because I wanted to see your strength for myself."

Mammon slowly moved his fingers and spoke with a smile.

"I hope you won't disappoint me too much."

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

Mikkuri regained his composure, gracefully raised his hand, opened the Poké Ball, and a bouncy Ludicolo landed beside Milotic.

He's just a high-ranking member of Team Rocket. So what if he's Suicune? Wallace is the strongest Water-type trainer!
"I am the strongest in the land of Hoenn! Champion Wallace!"

Michael raised his head slightly and made this declaration with pride and confidence.

"Young man, don't get it wrong. You are the challenger in my eyes!!!"

Just as he said to Officer Jenny.

Sisters, you're guaranteed to win against the Rockets!
(End of this chapter)