Pokémon: This trainer is too wild!

Chapter 196 Mammon: Little Chrysanthemum, you don't want anything to happen to this city, do you?

N pursed his lips, unsure how to face Quixote, but he still answered the phone.

"Father."

"N, did Akromma receive it?"

Quixote asked N that when he learned that Akromar's base had been attacked, he immediately sent N to pick him up.

After all, in Quetzalcoatl's eyes, Akromar was a researcher who couldn't even kill a chicken, although he did have some strange technology.

However, Akromah is still easily caught when facing a powerful trainer.

But not yet!

Acromah was very important to Gryphon, not only because he resurrected and modified Genesect, which greatly improved Team Plasma's strength.

Furthermore, it was due to some of Akromma's ingenious inventions, such as the Akromma Machine, which Akromma named after himself.

In Ghetto's eyes, the Acromima Machine was a genius invention! Because the Acromima Machine could control wild Pokémon.

This is also one of the things Quixote relies on for his ambition.

What only a few know is that, besides the true and ideal dragon gods from the founding legends of the Unova region, there is also the strongest dragon on earth! (Queldio's original words from the movie "The Holy Swordsman," Kyurem is the strongest dragon on earth)
That's right, it is Kyurem, the ice dragon, which was formed from the body left behind after the Unova Dragon God split apart.

That is the strongest legendary dragon in the Unova region!

However, since Kyurem is basically asleep and living in seclusion in a certain area, most of the people are unaware of the existence of this ice dragon.

However, Ghetsis was aware of this, which is why he valued Akromar so much. As long as Akromar could continue to improve the Akromar machine, he could find the location of Kyurem.

He would have the chance to control the strongest dragon on earth! So Akroma absolutely cannot be allowed to get hurt.

When his Plasma Team controls Kyurem, Zekrom, and the Genesect Legion, who can stand against him?!
“I’m sorry, Father.” N sensed the urgency in Quixote’s voice and felt ashamed.

Quixote, who was in the castle, was startled by what he heard and immediately had a bad feeling.

"what happened?"

"The Rockets have appeared. The Mammon you mentioned has kidnapped Akromma."

"What did you say??!"

Quixote's voice suddenly rose eighteen octaves, filled with anger.

N was startled; it was the first time he had ever heard Quixote lose his composure like this.

Quixote also realized what was happening. He suppressed his intense anger and tried his best to keep his tone calm.

"What exactly happened? N, didn't you bring Zekrom with you?" Even though he was trying his best to control himself, Quixote's tone still betrayed his barely suppressed anger.

He couldn't understand how Mammon from the Rockets managed to snatch the player away from N!
And so, does that mean the Rockets attacked Akroma's base?
Those damned invaders!!

“Zekhrom was injured by Mammon, very seriously. That Mammon... he controls the original Kyogre.”

"..."

Quixote's face was extremely gloomy and ugly, and his eyes were unpredictable.

Original Gaioka?
And even N and Zekrom weren't a match for that Mammon? That guy...

"I understand. Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up."

Quixote took a deep breath and said to N in a deep voice.

He hadn't completely lost his mind, and he believed N wouldn't deceive him.

After hanging up the phone with N, Quixote sat on his throne, his face extremely gloomy.

"Useless! Utterly useless!! A piece of trash!"

Quixote couldn't help but vent his anger, cursing as he did so.

Despite obtaining the legendary ideal dragon god Zekrom, he couldn't even defeat a Team Rocket member and had to flee in defeat?
And yet, they still lost to that bastard!
What is this if not a piece of trash?! We've wasted over a decade raising him!

Quixote's chest heaved rapidly. Getting angry wouldn't help; he had to find a way to bring Akromah back, no matter what.

After thinking it over, and with a "let's give it a try" attitude, Quixote called Akromma's cell phone.

Although Akromah's phone should have been confiscated since he was captured, what if he hid it?

If we can contact Akromma, it will be much easier to rescue her.

To Quixote's surprise, he successfully dialed Akromar's number, and someone answered very quickly.

"Hello? Is this Quidditch?" Akromma's magnetic and elegant voice came through as always.

"Akroma? Are you alright?"

Quixote was very pleased.

"Me? Of course I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine."

Akromar smiled faintly. He had just finished eating with Mammon and was about to go back to his room to rest for a while.

"You escaped from Team Rocket? As expected of you, Akromma."

Quixote immediately realized this; after all, it was Akromár, whose wisdom always helped him overcome difficulties.

“That’s not true.” Akromar couldn’t help but laugh.

"?"

“Greeks, I was just about to look for you. I’m leaving Team Plasma,” Akromar said calmly.

"What did you say?" Quixote's pupils contracted. Why?
"I'm leaving Team Plasma. Also," Akromar said calmly and ruthlessly.

"Quechice, please don't contact me again. I'm afraid Lord Mammon will misunderstand."

"Akromar!!"

Quixote's voice crackled with uncontrollable rage; this time he understood.

Akroma, that traitor, actually betrayed him and joined the Rockets!
"Akromar! Haven't I treated you well? How could you betray me like this! Don't forget, who took you in when you were at your lowest point, wanted by the United States?"

"It's me!! I'm the one who took you in!"

Quixote's voice could almost be described as a roar.

He simply couldn't accept that Akromar, whom he had treated with such sincerity, had betrayed him.

What's even more surprising is that he actually joined Team Rocket and called that evil Mammon brat "adult"?
Akromah has never even used the word 'sir' when referring to himself!

“Please don’t put it so harshly. I never said I was loyal to you.” Akromar’s stern brows furrowed slightly. “Quechice, our cooperation has always been mutually beneficial. I provide you with my research results, and you provide me with experimental equipment and samples.”

Akromar said calmly that he did not feel he owed Quixote anything; in fact, he felt that his contributions to Team Plasma far outweighed what Team Plasma had given him.

"The three Genesects I've already sent are enough to make up for all the funding you've given me, Quixote. Let's part ways amicably."

"Akroma! You ingrate, you son of a bitch..."

Upon hearing this, Quixote finally couldn't hold back and started cursing at Akromma, but before he could finish, Akromma had already hung up the phone.

Quixote was naturally unwilling to give up and immediately launched another attack.

But it was hung up immediately after just one ring.

I called again, and got blocked.

"Akromah!"

The last thread in Quixote's mind snapped, and his mental state completely collapsed.

He smashed his phone to pieces with a 'bang' and roared angrily at the name of a certain blond scientist.

"Akromah!!!"

The entire castle seemed to echo with the name.

……

Raven City has just experienced a heavy downpour, but fortunately, the downpour didn't last long.

Now that the rain has stopped and the sun is shining on the streets, the fresh air is invigorating.

At least Mammon was in a very good mood, and he was walking alone on the streets of Raven City.

Gadriya was taking little Lugia swimming in the hotel's pool, while Higana was away for special training.

So Mammon was out wandering alone for the first time in a long time—no, it couldn't be said that he was alone.

"Mammon Mammon! Fizz wants to eat that!"

"I want to eat it too! I want to eat it too!"

Miss Shell tugged at Mammon's overcoat, pointing to an ice cream stand not far away, while Jirachi, sitting on Mammon's shoulders, was also being affectionate.

"Go, go, go."

Unable to resist the two adorable children's requests, Mammon went to the stall.

"Three vanilla ice creams," Mammon ordered.

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir." The owner was very welcoming.

Seeing the boss busy at work, Mammon casually glanced around, his eyes instantly fixing on a beautiful figure not far away.

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

Mammon's lips slowly curled into a smile.

She had long, black hair, wore headphones with upright antennas, and had an extremely tall and graceful figure. She was dressed in a very cool and sexy outfit, revealing her slender waist and long, snow-white legs.

It was Xiaojuer, the owner of the Raven Dojo, whom I had just met in the suburbs not long ago.

As Kiku was about to return to the dojo, she stopped in her tracks, staring in shock at Mammon in front of the stall.

With his black, tousled hair, handsome face, and all-black attire, he is highly recognizable, especially with the iconic star-headed Pokémon on his shoulder.

That's a Mythical Pokémon, Jirachi! Little Kikyo does have some discernment.

So this person... really is that Rockets executive who beat up Zekrom before!
Xiaoju was stunned. She never expected that a member of Team Rocket would dare to swagger into the city like this.

Is there some other plan?

Xiaoju was filled with doubt and uncertainty. Should she quickly inform Miss Officer Jenny and go forward to stop him?

But how could I possibly be a match for him? What if I angered him and he attacked the city?
Xiao Ju'er bit her lip, feeling very lost.

But then she saw the Rockets officer wave at her.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiaoju walked towards Mammon.

"Want some ice cream?"

As she approached, Xiaoju heard this question.

As a world-renowned supermodel, Xiaoju'er naturally doesn't like ice cream very much, since most ice creams are quite high in calories.

but……

"Okay." Xiaoju nodded.

"Boss, another vanilla ice cream, please," Mammon said to the shopkeeper.

"Alright! Wow~ Little Chrysanthemum Pavilion Master!"

The stall owner looked up and saw Xiao Ju'er, and his expression immediately became excited.

Everyone in Raven City knows Little Chrysanthemum; after all, she's practically the face of Raven City.

"Hello." Xiaoju nodded, her attitude neither warm nor cold.

She is actually quite eloquent, but she doesn't talk much in private.

The stall owner, however, seemed to be a fan of Xiaoju'er, constantly expressing his excitement.

However, Xiaoju'er reacted coldly, after all, she was still quite nervous at the moment, and the person standing next to her was a super scary person!

Having received the prepared ice cream, Mammon and Chrysanthemum turned and left.

The atmosphere was relatively quiet, and Mammon leisurely enjoyed the scenery of the city, but Xiaojuer couldn't calm down.

“Mr. Mammon…is that right? What brings you to Raven City?”

Finally, Little Chrysanthemum couldn't hold back any longer and asked Mammon in a low voice.

“This…” Mammon raised an eyebrow, then gave a malicious smile. “It all depends on whether Miss Chrysanthemum cooperates.”

"Miss Xiaoju'er, you don't want anything to happen in Raven City, do you?"

Xiao Ju'er's pupils suddenly contracted.

(End of this chapter)