Chapter 211
"Let's drop the Volcarona topic for now. In truth, I sought you out today regarding a
private matter. May we speak in private?" Qiao Wei smoothly pivoted away from the
Volcarona issue.
Discussing it with Lorze was pointless anyway. He was undeniably a generational genius,
but even geniuses required time to mature; he currently lacked the operational capacity
to intervene in a geopolitical crisis of this scale.
However, he did possess the capacity to intervene in another highly critical domain.
"If Auntie Qiao doesn't mind, we can speak at length inside our tent,
" Lorze gestured
toward his massive, cabin-style tent, inviting her inside.
Qiao Wei naturally had zero objections. She immediately followed Lorze inside and
proactively zipped the tent "door" shut, isolating them entirely within a sealed, private
space.
Having secured the perimeter, Qiao Wei sat down right next to Lorze, leaning in
incredibly close, and feigned nonchalance as she rested her pale, delicate hand directly
atop his.
"If Auntie Qiao has something to say, please speak freely. If it' s within my power to assist,
this junior will absolutely do his utmost,
" Lorze also pretended not to notice the physical
contact, maintaining his calm composure.
"Before we discuss this matter, I need to ask you a question: what is your perspective on
the position of a Forest Guardian?" Qiao Wei inquired.
"Isn't it a highly desirable position? It carries official government authority while granting
exclusive monopoly over a Secret Realm's resources. It's one of the rare positions that
guarantees both immense wealth and social prestige,
" Lorze answered after a moment's
thought.
In the eyes of the Chinese public, Forest Guardians had always been synonymous with
heroes, commanding the same level of profound respect from the youth as military
personnel.
Who knew how many young aspiring Trainers dreamed of becoming a Forest Guardian,
idolizing the heroic archetype portrayed in countless movies— the lone ranger braving
lethal danger, unfazed by hardship.
And practically speaking, during the initial fusion phase of a Secret Realm, Forest
Guardians were indeed required to hold the frontline, neutralizing hyper-aggressive,
magnetically-disrupted Pokémon before they could breach civilian population centers.
It was a highly dangerous, noble profession commanding immense social standing.
"To the eyes of ordinary citizens, securing the title of Forest Guardian is undeniably an
honor. But you should be aware by now: both Qiao Yue and I are direct, mainline
descendants of the Qiao family. I should be wielding core executive authority within the
family conglomerate, rather than being exiled to the position of a Forest Guardian,
essentially reduced to managing a local Pokémon Center,
" Qiao Wei outlined her current
predicament.
While the status of a Forest Guardian was inherently prestigious, being assigned to guard
a low-hazard Secret Realm was functionally equivalent to being permanently exiled to aretirement post.
"Are you implying, Auntie, that you lost everything in a political power struggle?" Lorze
asked.
"Lost? Heh. Those pathetic parasites merely capitalized on the vacuum left by my
husband's passing, utilizing despicable tactics to exile my daughter and me,
" Qiao Wei's
eyes turned icy.
Qiao Wei's specific lineage within the family was already weak, propped up almost
entirely by her late husband's influence. Upon losing his political leverage, their assets in
Li Province were rapidly cannibalized and annexed by rival factions within the clan. They
had originally operated as the Chief Executives overseeing the entire province's
Pokémon medical industry; now, they were marginalized outcasts. Who could tolerate
such a catastrophic fall from grace?
"Do you care that much about political power, Auntie?" Lorze looked at her. Living as a
Forest Guardian is already a highly lucrative, comfortable life. Why obsess over diving
back into the toxic swamp of clan politics?
"If you phrase it like that, then yes, I absolutely do.
" Qiao Wei admitted frankly. She
wasn't lacking capital; compared to wealth, she simply craved the absolute authority of
sitting in the executive chair.
"But I am merely a minor Trainer. I am completely insufficient to serve as your political
backing, am I not?" Lorze couldn't comprehend how Qiao Wei expected him to help. Is
she planning to invest in me long-term?
"You misunderstand. I am not asking you to act as my political muscle; you are currently
lightyears away from possessing that qualification. I have already personally tested the
Pokéblocks you gifted Qiao Yue. The volume of elemental energy condensed within a
single, tiny cube far exceeds that of a raw Berry, and it is vastly easier for a Pokémon to
metabolize. This is unequivocally an invention capable of ushering in a new era. I want
that.
" Qiao Wei leaned in, whispering greedily into his ear. She intended to leverage the
launch of Pokéblocks to secure an astronomical, irresistible profit margin, utilizing that
leverage to reclaim the throne that rightfully belonged to her.
"You want that, huh... possessing the monopoly over that profit margin could genuinely
propel you to the position of National Chief Executive, couldn't it?" Lorze narrowed his
eyes.
"It is highly probable. Therefore... are you willing to transfer the rights to me, young
man?" Qiao Wei's hand slowly trailed toward Lorze's waistband, brazenly stroking his
rigid, towering erection through the fabric of his shorts.
This action was an undisguised, explicit invitation for sex.
"That's a difficult proposition. Auntie Qiao should be aware of my deep ties with the Xue
family, correct? I have already committed to transferring this technology to them,
" Lorze
acted highly conflicted.
"A verbal commitment?" Qiao Wei pressed.
"It is indeed merely a verbal commitment,
" Lorze nodded.
Given his current, incredibly intimate relationship with the Xue family, drawing up legally
binding contracts to restrict each other's behavior was completely unnecessary, wasn't
it?"I understand. After talking for so long, don't you find the weather a bit stifling, young
man?" Qiao Wei instantly deciphered Lorze's underlying message.
In this era, even physical contracts could be forged; what binding power did a verbal
promise hold?
His implication was glaringly obvious: whether he handed the technology over to her or
not rested entirely on a single nod of his head.
"It is summer, after all, and Mt. Chimney is an active volcanic zone. It' s impossible not to
be hot. It's just a pity I don't have an air conditioner in here. If you want to cool down, I'
m afraid your only option is to shed a few layers,
" Lorze said, feigning regret.
"I actually think that's a brilliant suggestion. It allows us to be completely open and
honest with each other. Cooling down will also help us discuss the logistics more
rationally, don't you agree?" Qiao Wei aggressively pressed herself into his embrace, her
body language screaming that whether they fucked or not depended entirely on his
word.
"If I am granted the privilege of admiring Auntie's beautiful figure, it would be my absolute
honor.
"
"You only want to admire my figure? Wouldn't it be vastly superior if we explored each
other a little more... deeply~?"
Qiao Wei licked her lips provocatively. Since they had already laid all their cards on the
table, playing coy was completely pointless, wasn't it?
Capitalizing on the momentum, Qiao Wei violently pushed Lorze down onto his back,
proactively claiming his lips. Their tongues instantly darted out to intertwine in a heated,
frantic dance, eagerly savoring the soft, wet warmth of the other's mouth.
Gradually, their kissing escalated into a raging inferno. They began frantically tearing off
each other's clothes, and within moments, exactly as suggested, they were completely
bare, presenting themselves with absolute "honesty.
"
Driven by ravenous lust, they clung tightly to one another, their lower abdomens grinding
together relentlessly. Qiao Wei's proud, voluptuous breasts were completely flattened
against the teenager's chest.
Just this intense, skin-on-skin friction was enough to cause a steady stream of slick
nectar to leak from Qiao Wei's depths.
Burning with an agonizing desperation to possess this man, she hurriedly guided that
thick, iron-hard spearhead toward her "Peach Blossom Spring.
" After a few light, teasing
taps against the entrance, she violently impaled herself upon it.
"Ah~!"
An unbelievable sensation of thick, stretching fullness violently flooded her body. It was
astronomically larger and thicker than the male anatomy she had fantasized about,
ruthlessly packing her canal to the absolute limit and brutally grinding against her fragile,
sensitive core. The sensation was mind-meltingly intense!
Qiao Wei climaxed so violently it felt like she was being electrocuted, her body
shuddering uncontrollably. She could only desperately hug his torso, locking her legs
tightly around his waist, squirming frantically against him to marginally alleviate the
overwhelming stimulation.
Ah! This feels so incredibly fucking good~!!!"Mother-in-law, are you satisfied with this junior's weapon?" As if actively reading her
thoughts, Lorze initiated a rapid, shallow barrage of thrusts, pounding her until she
trembled like a flower branch in a storm.
"Ah~
... Telepathy? ...That's truly impressive~
... In that case... let's continue discussing
our previous business while we make love~
,
" Qiao Wei received Lorze's voice directly in
her mind, yet remained incredibly committed to negotiating the transaction mid-coitus.
"But Mother-in-law, isn't it highly disadvantageous to surrender your body so quickly,
before I've even agreed to the transaction?" Lorze teased playfully.
"Mmm~
... It' s just the body of an old woman... If you want it... Ah~
... just inject your load
deep inside me whenever you want... Thrust a little harder~
... This feels quite nice~
"
,
Qiao Wei clamped her legs tightly around his waist, grinding down upon him with even
greater ferocity, utterly addicted to the sublime, mind-shattering ecstasy of her deepest
core being ruthlessly pounded.
She was on the verge of squirting!
"Alright, since Mother-in-law has demonstrated such profound sincerity, I will be
straightforward. Securing the absolute monopoly over the Pokéblock technology is
impossible; at best, I can authorize usage rights for your faction. However, compared to
Pokéblocks, I possess an asset vastly more synergized with the Pokémon Center retail
model.
"
"What... asset?"
"A Panacea capable of instantly curing any and all status conditions.
"
"A Panacea? Why does that sound exactly like a scam designed to embezzle research
grants? Are you absolutely certain it works?"
"Of course it works. Theoretically speaking, whether it's a Burn or Poison, the
fundamental essence of a status condition remains an active elemental energy signature.
I discovered a highly specific pharmaceutical compound derived from wild Berries
capable of aggressively converting any elemental energy into null-type energy. The
mathematical result is the instantaneous neutralization of the status condition.
"
"If what you say is true, then moving forward, I wouldn't mind becoming a woman
exclusively yours~
"
.
"Deal. In that case, Mother-in-law, please mentally prepare yourself to service me right
alongside Qiao Yue~
"
.
"Heh. Forget about Qiao Yue; as long as you help me secure that executive throne, I'll
drag as many women as you want into your bed!" Qiao Wei stated, her eyes flashing with
a ruthless, ambitious glint.
It was glaringly obvious that Qiao Wei was a woman entirely consumed by the pursuit of
power. So much so that even without Lorze utilizing Cute Charm, she had voluntarily
surrendered herself to him.
Is this what they call trading sex for power?
I absolutely love it~
. Secretly fucking highly authoritative, powerful women in the
shadows is truly exhilarating~
.
Thus, completely disregarding the fact that a massive crowd was stationed right outside,
the two of them began violently thrashing and rolling around inside the tent.
No matter how spacious the cabin tent was, it couldn't withstand the sheer violence oftheir frantic lovemaking. Ultimately, the entire structure began shaking violently back and
forth, right in full view of everyone outside.
The sheer audacity is absolutely terrifying!!!
Chapter 212
Deep within the core sector of the Mt. Chimney Secret Realm, Lorze and Gardevoir
materialized at the main peak following a sequence of continuous Teleports.
Unlike the outer perimeter, the main peak of Mt. Chimney functioned as an active
volcano. The ambient temperature was catastrophically high, and magma occasionally
breached the caldera to spill down the slopes. Bizarrely, however, it had never once
violently erupted.
According to geological surveys conducted by scientific expeditions, the main magma
chamber of Mt. Chimney did not mathematically intersect with Blue Star's subterranean
mantle. The precise origin of the magma generated here remained an absolute,
unresolved enigma.
Currently, the prevailing scientific consensus hypothesized that the localized magma was
a direct byproduct of the Legendary Pokémon, Volcarona. The theory proposed that its
mere presence generated temperatures rivaling the sun, literally melting the surrounding
rock formations into magma.
As for the exact coordinates of Volcarona's nesting grounds, the research teams were
completely operating in the dark.
The surface area of Mt. Chimney's primary structure was immense. Furthermore, the
interior was honeycombed with a labyrinthine network of interconnected lava tubes and
caverns, making comprehensive mapping practically impossible.
And Lorze's current operational objective was to execute this "impossible mission"
—
dragging Volcarona out from its hidden nest.
"Is this... Desolate Land? Is this the anomaly Qiao Wei mentioned?"
Lorze levitated above the summit, shielded by Gardevoir's telekinetic barrier. Directly
beneath him lay the primary caldera, overflowing with a massive volume of molten rock. If
he accidentally plummeted into it, he would be incinerated into subatomic ash in
seconds.
Lorze glanced up at the sky. Observing the scorching sunlight that was glaringly,
drastically more intense than the standard Sunny Day weather condition, he frowned
slightly.
Based on his knowledge, it was biologically impossible for a Volcarona to generate
sunlight of this catastrophic intensity. The only entity capable of triggering Desolate Land
was a specific Legendary Pokémon.
He immediately summoned Milotic, instructing her to execute a Water-type move within
the extreme sunlight. The result perfectly validated his hypothesis.
The standard Sunny Day condition halved the power of Water-type moves. The
mechanical principle behind this was that the intense sunlight hijacked the localized
weather particles, forcefully displacing the ambient Water-type energy in the atmosphere.
Consequently, Water-type moves suffered a power deficit due to a lack of available
environmental energy.However, when Milotic attempted to deploy Aqua Ring just now, it wasn't merely a power
reduction. She couldn't gather a single micro-fraction of Water-type energy. This
explicitly meant the ambient Water-type energy in the environment had been utterly,
absolutely eradicated by the sunlight.
The only weather condition capable of achieving this absolute elemental suppression
was Desolate Land.
Lorze's mouth twitched involuntarily. Are you absolutely certain this anomaly is caused
by a Volcarona?
If you told me the Legendary Pokémon Groudon was sleeping down there, I'd actually
believe you!
That specific Legendary Pokémon possessed an notoriously violent, apocalyptic temper.
If it truly was Groudon, the operational parameters just became catastrophically worse.
"What is our next move?" Gardevoir communicated via telepathy.
"Let's run a perimeter sweep so I can analyze the topography. I have a rough idea of
where Volcarona might be... assuming it isn't something vastly more dangerous.
" Lorze
shook his head helplessly. He quickly recalled Milotic, instructing Gardevoir to continue
flying him around the area.
If this Mt. Chimney was a genuine 1:1 replica of the one from the Pokémon Emerald
game, then Lavaridge Town should be situated nearby. Furthermore, along the Jagged
Pass connecting Lavaridge Town to the summit, there should be a heavily concealed
cave entrance leading directly into the Team Magma Hideout.
And in the absolute deepest sector of the Team Magma Hideout lay the exact
coordinates where the player first encounters the Legendary Pokémon, Groudon.
Unfortunately, after completing a massive perimeter sweep, Lorze found absolutely zero
traces of any ruins resembling a town.
Thinking about it logically, it made perfect sense. Who the fuck would build a civilian
settlement directly at the base of an active volcano that could erupt at any second? If you'
re going to build a town, you build it at a safe distance.
The topographical layouts in the video games were engineered purely for gameplay
convenience. Projecting them into reality naturally resulted in severe geographical
deviations.
"Speechless... Whatever. I still have a rough idea of the coordinates.
"
While Lorze failed to locate Lavaridge Town, he successfully identified a primary
geographical fault line leading toward the summit of Mt. Chimney.
Positioned slightly off the main path, halfway up the mountain, a massive, unnatural
boulder was visibly wedged into the mountainside.
To any ordinary observer, this boulder would likely be dismissed as standard volcanic
debris from a previous eruption.
But Lorze knew the entrance to the Team Magma Hideout was concealed precisely
behind a massive boulder. Could this be the exact location?
"Gardevoir, take us down. Let's see if we can move it.
"
Gardevoir nodded, rapidly descending.
She then projected her telekinesis, enveloping the massive, five-meter-tall boulder. With
a sharp surge of psychic force, she violently ripped it from the earth.As the boulder was displaced, a concealed tunnel entrance—barely wide enough for one
or two people to enter—was revealed in the rock face behind it.
Even Gardevoir was surprised to find a hidden cave here. How exactly does Lorze
possess intel on these hidden coordinates...
To be completely honest, even she occasionally felt her man acted entirely too
omniscient.
For example, the Ability databanks updated on the Xue family Pokédex. Lorze publicly
claimed he discovered them by utilizing Gardevoir's Trace Ability to run empirical tests.
But Gardevoir knew with absolute certainty she had never used Trace to research those
specific traits. Lorze fundamentally already possessed the data.
Whatever... this man has always been an enigma. She was already accustomed to it.
"Let's head inside. I'm dying to see what exactly is hiding in there.
" Lorze's eyes lit up
with intense excitement. What exactly was waiting for them at the bottom? Volcarona or
Groudon?
Right now, he was increasingly leaning toward the probability that a Groudon was
slumbering inside.
But if it was genuinely Groudon, he currently lacked the operational capacity to capture it.
I don't have the hardware for that, alright?
Then... then Volcarona would definitely be the optimal outcome.
Carrying these deeply conflicted thoughts, Lorze and Gardevoir breached the pitch-black
cavern.
Surprisingly, the ambient temperature inside the tunnel was noticeably cooler than the
exterior. Illuminated by Gardevoir's Flash, the sprawling architecture of a natural lava
tube network was revealed.
Scattered throughout the cavern were rusted, decaying remnants of heavy machinery—
firmly solidifying the hypothesis that this was indeed the former Team Magma Hideout.
"Gardevoir, utilize Aura to ping for directional coordinates. That mysterious Pokémon
should be located at the absolute thermal epicenter,
" Lorze instructed.
The labyrinthine network of tunnels branched in every direction. Wandering aimlessly in
here was a guaranteed death sentence via getting lost.
Fortunately, with Little Ruo's unintentional assistance, they had secured a preliminary
mastery over Aura, making it the ultimate tactical radar for navigation.
Utilizing continuous Aura pings, the two cautiously navigated the labyrinth, steadily
advancing toward the absolute core of Mt. Chimney.
After roughly an hour of navigation, they finally breached a colossal, blistering
subterranean cavern.
Here, Flash was entirely unnecessary. A massive, churning lake of magma illuminated the
cavern with a blinding, incandescent glow.
And submerged directly within that boiling magma pool lay a mysterious entity.
Surprisingly, the entity was neither Groudon nor Volcarona. Instead, it was... a colossal
cocoon!
Despite being submerged in liquid magma, the cocoon remained completely unscathed.
Furthermore, a flourishing, rhythmic pulse of immense life energy radiated from within it.
Cocoons were biologically exclusive to Bug-type Pokémon. A cocoon utterly immune tomagma could only be woven by the dual Fire/Bug-type, Volcarona, correct?
"Volcarona. I finally found you.
" Lorze stared at the mysterious biological structure within
the magma pool, his eyes burning with intense desire.
"I truly didn't expect you to actually locate it.
" Just as Lorze was admiring the majestic
form of the "Moth,
" a mother-daughter pair dressed in traditional kimonos suddenly
emerged from the shadows behind them.
Trailing directly behind them was a Gengar, cackling maliciously. It was glaringly obvious
they had been covertly tailing them through the shadows for quite some time.
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The kimono-clad mother and daughter silently emerged from the darkness, a distinct
flicker of surprise lingering in their eyes.
It was as if they couldn't believe they had actually located Volcarona this effortlessly.
Initially, they merely suspected the teenager possessed high-value intel regarding
Volcarona, deciding to gamble and covertly tail him.
They never anticipated he would literally guide them straight to Volcarona's doorstep.
Staring at the colossal, crimson cocoon bathed in the magma pool, they could almost
physically feel the ancient, primal aura of a forgotten era radiating from it. The sheer
presence was deeply awe-inspiring.
Are you absolutely certain this isn't a Legendary Pokémon?
"You finally decided to show yourselves. I was starting to think you planned on hiding in
the shadows indefinitely, waiting for a cheap shot.
" Lorze casually glanced at the
kimono-clad pair approaching him. His expression remained completely flat, showing
absolutely zero surprise at their presence.
"Mr. Lorze... you seem to have anticipated we were tailing you?" The kimono-clad
mature woman spoke in fluent Mandarin, slightly taken aback by his chillingly calm
reaction.
"Rather than saying I anticipated it, it would be more accurate to say I've known since
yesterday that you ordered your Gengar to hide inside Qiao Wei's shadow to eavesdrop,
"
Lorze nonchalantly dismantled their entire covert operation.
As a Shadow Pokémon, Gengar possessed the biological capacity to seamlessly merge
with a target's shadow, making it virtually impossible to detect under standard
operational parameters.
It was solely because Lorze had mastered Aura that he was able to perceive a
dimensional anomaly within Qiao Wei's Aura signature, instantly deducing she had been
"possessed.
"
"If Mr. Lorze was already aware, why didn't you expose us sooner?" the kimono-clad
woman asked, her voice gentle and laced with curiosity.
"Because the Lord does not care.
"
"What does that mean?"
"Nothing. Since you've followed me all the way down here, I assume your operational
objective is also Volcarona.
"
"That is correct. We are deeply grateful to Mr. Lorze for guiding us here. If possible, we
kindly request you allow us to capture it. We will ensure a substantial reward is deliveredto you afterward,
" the kimono-clad woman continued to speak with polite, practiced
humility.
"Setting aside the dubious reliability of this so-called 'substantial reward'
—the core issue
is that this Pokémon is currently the only known specimen on the entire planet. I also
intend to capture it. I have absolutely zero logical reason to surrender it to you,
" Lorze
explicitly refused.
While Volcarona wasn't classified as a true Legendary deity, its rarity was practically on
par with one. Even within the video games, encountering one was notoriously difficult.
It was highly predictable that for a very, very long time, a second specimen wouldn't be
discovered anywhere on Earth. For a Pokémon that functioned as an absolute status
symbol, he naturally wanted to hoard as many as possible.
"Mr. Lorze' s implication... is that you intend to initiate a capture contest against us?" the
kimono-clad woman asked, clearly baffled.
She glanced at the pure white Gardevoir standing beside him. She had to admit, a
Gardevoir with that specific coloration was indeed incredibly rare.
But rarity didn't equate to combat supremacy. Because Lorze had recently achieved
massive domestic fame, fragments of his exploits had inevitably leaked overseas—
especially to nations within the East Asian cultural sphere, which already heavily
monitored Chinese media. Naturally, they had heard rumors about a certain "Genius
Researcher.
"
Discovering the evolution conditions for Eevee and Milotic at the mere age of 17—
achieving milestones that professional researchers couldn't reach in a lifetime— was
undeniably impressive.
However, stripping away those academic accolades, the combat output Gardevoir had
demonstrated so far was strictly locked at the Elite tier. Conversely, the Gengar floating
beside them was a verified Elite Four tier (S-Rank) combatant. Where exactly did Lorze
find the audacity to challenge them?
"Exactly. Since diplomatic negotiations have clearly failed, we can only resolve this
through standard Trainer protocol. The winner claims the prize; the loser walks away. Any
objections?" Lorze said with a polite smile.
The kimono-clad mother and daughter fell silent. They fundamentally couldn't
comprehend where Lorze was drawing his suicidal confidence from. However, a
sanctioned duel was overwhelmingly advantageous to them; they couldn't find a single
logical reason to decline.
Whatever. He probably just needs a socially acceptable excuse to back down. After all,
he was a nationally renowned Genius Researcher; tucking his tail and running from
foreigners on his own soil would be a catastrophic blow to his prestige.
Therefore, the mother and daughter instantly agreed to the duel. The daughter, projecting
a mature "Onee-san" aura, stepped forward to represent them.
"We respect your decision. I will serve as your opponent.
" Kamisato Sakurako stepped
onto the battlefield. She was also fluent in Mandarin.
After all, as China was one of the two global superpowers, practically every nation had
integrated Mandarin into their core educational curriculum.
The higher an individual sat on the elite social hierarchy, the more mandatory masteringthe language became.
"Excellent. The engagement rules will be a 2v2 format. This is my vanguard.
" Lorze
tossed a Poké Ball, summoning Mawile to the field.
"Maw!" The moment Mawile materialized, she cracked her knuckles eagerly. After quickly
analyzing the tactical situation, she was incredibly impatient to test drive her newly
acquired firepower.
But in Kamisato Sakurako's eyes, this deployment only solidified the theory that Lorze
was actively seeking an excuse to surrender.
Are you joking? Deploying a mere Intermediate-tier Pokémon? This is an even bigger
joke than your Gardevoir.
Kamisato Sakurako actually felt somewhat embarrassed about pub-stomping him. She
deliberately deployed the weakest Pokémon on her active roster. Yet, even her weakest
partner operated at the Veteran tier. She mathematically couldn't visualize a single win
condition for Lorze.
"This is my vanguard.
" Kamisato Sakurako deployed a highly lethal Pokémon.
Chandelure, the Luring Pokémon. Lore stated its flames burned by incinerating the life
energy of biological entities. Once ensnared by its spectral fire, a target's vitality would
be drained completely, leaving behind nothing but a desiccated husk.
It was surprising that anyone actually dared to cultivate such a hazardous entity without
fearing being drained dry themselves.
"The environmental terrain puts you at a severe disadvantage. I' ll allow you the first
strike,
" Kamisato Sakurako stated flatly, her tone explicitly broadcasting that she
considered Mawile entirely beneath her notice.
It truly wasn't that she was looking down on her opponent; it was simply that the
opponent was mathematically too weak. How was she supposed to take this seriously?
Am I genuinely supposed to bully the weak with maximum effort?
"How incredibly generous of you. Do you know why I specifically requested a 2v2
format?" Lorze, perfectly anticipating her reaction, replied calmly.
"Why?" Kamisato Sakurako frowned.
"To prevent you from crying about being 'careless' after you lose the match.
"
"Then let's see you try.
"
Kamisato Sakurako felt a slight spike of vigilance at his words. It was mathematically
possible Lorze possessed a concealed trump card.
But words spoken couldn't be taken back. There was absolutely zero reason her
Veteran-tier Chandelure should fear a Steel-type Pokémon inside an active volcano,
right?
If anyone was going to make her regret her words, it would take an entity on the tier of
Goddess Xue Tong.
She was roughly the same age as Xue Tong; how could she possibly lose to a teenage
boy who hadn't even entered university yet?
Just as Kamisato Sakurako finalized that thought, she noticed Mawile had already
initiated a stationary charge sequence.
Stockpile?
What an archaic move. If memory serves, the Spit Up kinetic release is quite powerful. Astandard Elite-tier would probably sustain moderate damage tanking it.
But as for breaching Chandelure's defensive parameters... it's still miles aw—?
BOOM!!!
Before Kamisato Sakurako's internal monologue could even conclude, a catastrophic
detonation erupted from Mawile's position. Having instantly completed a 3-stack
Stockpile sequence, Mawile directly triggered the True Qi Mode!
Exactly like a Super Saiyan powering up in an anime, a terrifying, oppressive aura
violently erupted from Mawile's core. Her overflowing Life Energy literally ignited into
roaring blue flames, surging outward from every pore to completely engulf her physical
frame.
Bathed in the blue flames of life, Mawile's combat metrics began scaling exponentially,
completely bypassing her biological limits. Within moments, she crossed the threshold
directly into the Elite-tier bracket.
Simultaneously, golden arcs of electricity snapped across her body, entirely neutralizing
the restrictive burden of gravity.
Her massive jaw clamped shut with terrifying force, continuously spiking the pressure
within her biological "cylinder.
" Upon reaching a critical threshold, it violently detonated.
True Qi Mode: ON!
3-Stack Spit Up: MAXIMUM YIELD!
Kinetic Thunder Punch!
A sonic boom ripped through the cavern. A blue silhouette, wreathed in golden lightning,
flickered past Kamisato Sakurako's eyes in a microsecond.
In the very next instant, Chandelure's body was violently launched backward, exactly as
if it had been struck by an invisible freight train. Completely lacking the time to even
register the impact, it slammed brutally into the cavern wall, embedding itself deeply into
the solid rock...
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Watching Chandelure's body violently blasted backward, the pupils of both the mother
and daughter contracted sharply, leaving only a single, panicked thought echoing in their
minds.
What... what exactly just happened?
An Intermediate-tier Mawile had suddenly erupted with a velocity so absolute that even
their eyes couldn't track it. Furthermore, their Chandelure lacked even the microsecond
required to react, and was effortlessly swatted away like a fly?
Is that seriously still a Mawile???
Something is fundamentally wrong! That is absolutely not an ordinary Mawile! At the very
least, an amplification method capable of spiking a Pokémon from Intermediate-tier to
Elite-tier instantaneously is completely unheard of in scientific literature!
What exactly was that roaring blue flame enveloping her body? They had never seen
anything like it. Just looking at it induced an inexplicable, instinctual shudder.
"Chandelure!!!"
Kamisato Sakurako remained stunned for several seconds before snapping back to
reality, frantically shouting her partner's name.At that moment, Chandelure struggled agonizingly to pull itself free from the crater in the
wall. However, upon landing, it immediately stumbled and collapsed back onto the
ground. It appeared to lack the physical stability to even keep itself upright.
How could this happen?
Even if Mawile spiked into the Elite tier, she mathematically still shouldn't match her
Chandelure's parameters! How the hell did a single punch reduce her Chandelure to a
critical state?
"It can actually still stand up? As expected, Veteran-tier opponents aren't that easy to
one-shot. But looking at its current operational state, can it survive a second punch?"
Lorze remarked casually.
He had to admit, seeing Chandelure manage to get back up genuinely surprised him
slightly. He initially calculated that a single strike would secure the knockout.
After all, his Pokémon historically possessed a consistent track record of crushing
opponents operating at higher tiers. Back when Mawile was firmly locked in the
Intermediate tier, she had critically injured an Elite-tier Electivire with a single strike.
Now that she had officially crossed the threshold into the Elite tier, inflicting critical
damage on a Veteran-tier opponent wasn't inherently surprising. The surprise lay in the
fact that Mawile ' s "Jet Engine" had been upgraded to handle a 3-stack yield, and
Magnet Rise had completely nullified gravity's drag on her velocity. Logically, the kinetic
output of this punch should have vastly exceeded her previous benchmark.
Yet, it still failed to one-shot the Chandelure?
It seems that as the tiers scale higher, the absolute disparity in raw power between ranks
widens exponentially.
"I admit it, I vastly underestimated you. If this were a 1v1 format, I would have
unequivocally lost.
" Kamisato Sakurako gave Lorze and Mawile a long, deep look, forced
to acknowledge that she had been profoundly shaken by these two juniors.
Who could have predicted China had spawned another freak of nature on par with Xue
Tong? The elite prodigies of his generation are going to suffer absolute agony.
Kamisato Sakurako didn't waste any time dragging out the inevitable, promptly recalling
her critically injured, teetering Chandelure.
Lorze was absolutely correct. Had this been a 1v1 match, having it end like this would
have left her thoroughly bitter.
But since this was a 2v2 format, she absolutely refused to grant him another opportunity
to humiliate her.
"I'm leaving the rest to you, Gengar.
" After pocketing the Poké Ball, Kamisato Sakurako
spoke to the Gengar floating beside her.
Although deploying an Elite Four-tier (S-Rank) combatant to suppress a teenager was
fundamentally tantamount to egregious bullying, she had to stoop to this despicable level
to guarantee securing Volcarona.
"Is Gengar truly the ultimate weapon you have prepared?" Watching the Gengar bounce
forward and maliciously stick its tongue out at him, a flicker of genuine disappointment
flashed across Lorze's eyes.
"An Elite Four-tier combatant isn't sufficient for you?" Kamisato Sakurako frowned
slightly. Why do I get the distinct impression Lorze doesn't consider Gengar a threat inthe slightest?
"It's sufficient, I suppose. I merely assumed that since you are members of a foreign
royal family, you'd be escorted by at least one Champion-tier asset.
"
"The internal politics of the royal family are vastly more convoluted than you imagine.
Hurry up and deploy your next Pokémon, or do you genuinely intend to keep using
Mawile?"
"That won't be necessary. Your next opponent is her.
"
Lorze recalled the eager Mawile, who was bouncing excitedly. It seems this child
genuinely wanted to test her mettle against an Elite Four-tier entity.
What a silly girl. You still can't even reliably beat a Master-tier opponent. Don't go picking
fights with the Elite Four just yet.
Lorze then casually tossed another Poké Ball. As the capsule snapped open, an "entity"
they were relatively familiar with materialized before them.
However, referring to it as a Pokémon felt inaccurate. It looked exactly like a highly
lethargic... human?
Wait, isn't this the exact same person who was sitting inside their sedan earlier?
Why did a human just spawn out of a Poké Ball?
No, that's wrong. This aura absolutely does not belong to a human. Is this a Ditto in
disguise?
Regardless of its true biological classification, Kamisato Sakurako's expression turned
exceedingly grim.
The oppressive aura radiating from that entity was paralyzingly intense. Even though
combat hadn't officially commenced, simply standing within its proximity made them feel
suffocated.
It was glaringly obvious Kamisato Sakurako had never encountered an Ultra Wormhole,
otherwise she would have instantly recognized the signature crushing weight of an Ultra
Aura.
She completely failed to comprehend how Lorze possessed an entity of this caliber. This
creature is mathematically not weaker than my Gengar, is it?
"My beloved wife, I'm leaving this to you~
"
.
Lorze didn't rush to initiate combat. Instead, he stepped up behind Pheromosa,
wrapping his arms intimately around her waist.
He knew Pheromosa possessed an astronomical level of arrogance and wouldn't easily
obey commands. Therefore, he had to fully engage his fuckboy persona to coax her into
a good mood first.
"Hmph. Step back.
"
Pheromosa glared at him coldly. Did you honestly believe you could buy my compliance
just by hugging me and calling me 'wife'?
I am solely standing here because I agreed to do you a favor.
"Wife"? Kamisato Sakurako was deeply startled by the title, but this wasn't the time to
fixate on bizarre domestic dynamics. Staring at the Pokémon disguised as a human, an
intense, ominous premonition clawed at her chest.
"Gengar! We launch the preemptive
strike! Execute the Night Shade protocol!"
At this point, Gengar no longer dared to stick its tongue out and provoke Lorze. Themoment Sakurako authorized the tactical protocol, it meant they had officially
acknowledged this opponent could not be defeated through raw, brute force.
And to dismantle entities possessing higher combat scaling than themselves, Kamisato
Sakurako had explicitly engineered the Night Shade protocol.
The shadow pooling beneath Gengar's feet suddenly began to expand violently. Within
seconds, it erupted upward, forming a colossal, shadowy giant that entirely enveloped
Gengar within its core.
The massive shadow entity swung its shadowy arms, swiping viciously toward
Pheromosa with blinding speed.
In the flashy, elemental spectacle of Pokémon combat, this specific maneuver appeared
incredibly mundane and unadorned. Yet, concealed within its simplicity lay a lethal,
absolute killing stroke.
Night Shade was a highly unique move. Regardless of whether the opponent was
catastrophically overpowered or pathetically weak, the damage inflicted by the move
was a fixed, static value—and that fixed value was far from negligible.
This meant that as long as they could successfully land multiple hits, even if a
Champion-tier opponent arrived, securing a kill was mathematically viable.
But relying solely on that fixed damage wouldn't qualify as a "protocol.
" Kamisato
Sakurako possessed a specialized Ghost-type talent, allowing Gengar to sustain the
Night Shade state indefinitely, while simultaneously permitting it to execute secondary
moves while shielded within the giant.
In other words, they could seamlessly weave Disable and Toxic into the shadow strikes.
The moment an opponent was ensnared by the shadow giant, their physical mobility
would be permanently locked, and their ability to execute moves would be entirely sealed.
From that point on, they could only wait for death as the static damage of Night Shade
and the continuous biological degradation of Toxic slowly bled them out. They would be
absolutely powerless to resist.
Even when confronted with opponents possessing identical Elite Four-tier scaling,
anyone who fell for this trap would be systematically drained to death within three
minutes. It had never failed.
Kamisato Sakurako prayed intensely that her flawless victory record would replicate itself
here. As long as the shadow manages to grasp Pheromosa... As long as it grabs her... we
are mathematically guaranteed to win!
However... what Kamisato Sakurako failed to calculate was that, setting aside whether
Disable even functioned against Pheromosa... the critical factor was that Pheromosa was
an absolute germaphobe! How could she possibly tolerate some filthy shadow touching
her pristine body?
Therefore, the moment she saw the massive shadow giant plunging toward her like an
avalanche, her expression darkened with intense disgust. She abruptly snapped her
fingers.
A crisp, piercing snap echoed from her fingertips. Bug-type energy converged instantly,
detonating outward in a sequence of violent, concussive Bug Buzz sonic shockwaves.
The moment the sonic waves collided with the shadow giant, it began to violently
fragment and collapse, exactly like a corpse being systematically pulverized by a tanktread.
By the time the sonic frequency penetrated the shadow and reached the Gengar hidden
within its core, Gengar felt exactly as though it had been dragged into a catastrophic tidal
wave. It was violently tumbled and disoriented by the concussive force, until the
accumulated Bug-type energy finally detonated point-blank against its body.
With a deafening BOOM, Gengar was violently blasted backward, slamming brutally into
the rear cavern wall, embedding itself deeply into the solid rock alongside Chandelure.
Another one-shot to end the battle?!
Kamisato Sakurako's face twisted into an expression of absolute, unadulterated disbelief.
How could it be this powerful...?
That energy output was undeniably operating at the Champion-tier baseline, at the very
least!
It might even exceed the standard Champion tier...
How is this mathematically possible... Lorze is definitively younger than me! How the fuck
does he possess a Pokémon of this catastrophic caliber?!
Chapter 215
Unlike Lorze's flashy, multi-layered tactical combos, Pheromosa ended the battle with a
single, casual snap of her fingers to execute Bug Buzz. The display was the absolute
epitome of unadorned, utterly absurd, overwhelming dominance.
It seemed his endless patience, alternating between acting as her obedient servant and
an absolute fuckboy to secure her loyalty, had finally yielded a catastrophic return on
investment.
With a top-tier apex predator like her guarding his flank, he could probably swan-dive
into an Ultra Wormhole and walk sideways through it like he owned the place, right?
Absolutely wonderful~
.
In stark contrast, Kamisato Sakurako's complexion had darkened to the absolute limit.
She had actually been defeated by an underage teenager? How could reality permit
this?!
She couldn't accept it...
She mathematically could not afford to sustain another failure. She had to secure
Volcarona!
But Gengar was definitively the absolute strongest asset in her operational roster. Even if
she discarded her honor, broke the agreement, and attempted to forcefully seize
Volcarona by brute force, she literally lacked any viable combatants to deploy.
Her mother' s absolute maximum combat output was also capped at the Elite Four tier. It
was mathematically impossible for her to counter Lorze ' s mysterious, catastrophic
entity.
Am I genuinely going to be forced to tuck my tail between my legs and crawl back home
like a beaten stray dog?
I refuse to accept this...
"Do you wish to continue? If you still refuse to accept your defeat, I am perfectly willing to
entertain you until the bitter end,
" Lorze stated, embodying the essence of a reasonable,
accommodating gentleman."I...
" Kamisato Sakurako opened her mouth, her gaze flickering wildly with profound
hesitation.
She genuinely, desperately wanted to deploy her mother's Pokémon to launch a
coordinated assault. She absolutely refused to let the confrontation end like this. But
running the tactical analysis in her head, even if she added her mother to the board, it
likely still wouldn't be enough to scratch the opponent. Ultimately, the words died in her
throat, forcefully swallowed back down.
"If you have no intention of continuing the battle, then I kindly request that you vacate the
premises immediately. I am preparing to initiate the capture sequence for Volcarona, and
I absolutely despise being secretly monitored while I work,
" Lorze declared ruthlessly.
"Wait! I concede defeat in this duel. But I beg of you, please transfer the ownership rights
of Volcarona to me. Whatever the financial cost, we are fully prepared to pay it. I truly,
desperately need it!" Kamisato Sakurako panicked, her composure shattering. She
clearly refused to let the negotiation end here.
"I apologize, but you should abandon that delusion. If it were any other Pokémon, I might
consider facilitating a trade. But I also strongly desire this specific Pokémon. This is
fundamentally not a matter of capital; I am not lacking in funds,
" Lorze rejected her flatly.
"Will you truly not reconsider?! I am willing to offer you absolutely anything!" Driven to
absolute desperation, Kamisato Sakurako discarded all pretense, singularly focused on
securing Volcarona.
"Even if you claim that, what asset do you realistically possess that holds an equivalent
valuation to Volcarona?" Lorze asked rhetorically, crossing his arms over his chest.
Since he explicitly stated he didn't care about money, what else did she possess that
could possibly incentivize him?
As expected, Kamisato Sakurako's expression darkened drastically. Although she had
shouted her offer in a moment of pure desperation, upon meticulous logical analysis, she
truly couldn't identify a single asset in her inventory that possessed a higher operational
value than Volcarona.
Fundamentally, the desires driving human existence could universally be categorized into
three core domains: "Power, Wealth, and Sex.
"
Lorze wasn't lacking in wealth. Furthermore, his status as a Genius Researcher
guaranteed he wouldn't lack social prestige or political leverage. Running the process of
elimination... the only remaining asset she possessed that could theoretically serve as
viable currency was... Sex, wasn't it?
It was easy to claim she didn't care about the cost, but could she genuinely, physically
cross that psychological threshold?
"I... I still possess this.
"
After her expression violently fluctuated through a dozen different emotions, Kamisato
Sakurako's trembling hands slowly untied the obi securing her kimono. She then pulled
the fabric down her shoulders, fully exposing her pale, snow-white, incredibly alluring
skin.
Gritting her teeth violently, she forcefully stripped the entire kimono off her body,
presenting her flawless, pristine, naked silhouette entirely to Lorze.
She bowed her head, overwhelmed by a profound sense of absolute humiliation, hereyes brimming with the agony of being forced to make such a degrading choice.
Yet, suppressing her intense nausea, she forced herself to look up and meet Lorze's
gaze, stating with absolute, unwavering resolve: "Please, transfer Volcarona to me.
"
Lorze actually took a moment to thoroughly inspect her, slightly surprised. Stripped of
the conservative kimono, her exquisite, perfectly proportioned, hourglass figure was
completely unveiled. Her aesthetic and physical parameters were undeniably premium.
However, he truly never expected a member of the "Royal Family" to actually commit to
such a degrading transaction. Exactly how desperate was she to acquire Volcarona?
Tragically, Lorze simply shook his head again: "You possess a genuinely beautiful figure,
but your valuation is mathematically still inferior to Volcarona.
"
That single sentence acted like a definitive execution order for Kamisato Sakurako. It was
infinitely more agonizing to endure than the act of selling her body itself. In an instant, the
last traces of color drained entirely from her face.
Her body was the absolute final asset she possessed. If even this failed to secure Lorze'
s interest, was she truly doomed to crawl back home in utter disgrace?
Madam Kamisato watched her daughter silently. Seeing her daughter pushed into such a
desperate, absolute corner... while as a mother, she loathed the idea of her daughter
selling her body more than anyone else on Earth, she found herself completely incapable
of uttering a single word to stop her...
Rustle. Another soft sound of a sash being untied echoed through the cavern. Madam
Kamisato's kimono also slipped gracefully from her body, pooling on the floor.
Presenting her mature, voluptuous, completely naked body, she walked slowly to her
daughter's side. With an expression overflowing with agonizing maternal heartache, she
took her daughter's hand. Looking directly at Lorze, she pleaded with identical
desperation: "Mr. Lorze, if you were to include me in the transaction as well, would that
be sufficient to convince you to transfer the capture rights for Volcarona?"
The moment those words were spoken, Lorze wasn't the only one stunned. Even
Kamisato Sakurako stared at her mother in absolute, paralyzing disbelief.
Why was her mother mimicking her degrading actions?! She was fully prepared to
shoulder this unbearable sin alone! Hadn't her mother explicitly stated that her purity
belonged exclusively to her father for eternity?!
"Mother, you can't...
" Kamisato Sakurako desperately tried to intervene.
But Madam Kamisato simply shook her head gently, denying her daughter the
opportunity to speak. She maintained her intense focus on Lorze, inquiring seriously:
"What is your decision, Mr. Lorze?"
Lorze actually fell silent. He absolutely refused to surrender Volcarona, but he was
intensely curious about the underlying operational motive that had driven this
mother-daughter pair to such an extreme, degrading compromise.
You are members of the Royal Family. Why are the exalted royalty groveling in the dirt for
a single Pokémon?
Where the hell did your pride and dignity go?
"Setting aside whether I am willing to accept the transaction, I desperately want to know
why you are going to such extreme lengths. Isn't this ultimately just a slightly rare
Pokémon?" Lorze asked, genuinely baffled.Were they terrified that if they returned empty-handed, they would be lynched by an
infuriated public?
That was mathematically impossible. Unless they were completely brain-dead, they
wouldn't have publicly announced this operation before definitively securing Volcarona.
Otherwise, wouldn't a failure just be inviting a massive political disaster upon
themselves?
Since that wasn't the case, why were they willing to prostitute themselves to secure it?
It fundamentally doesn't make any logical sense.
"This... isn't strictly classified intel. I assume you are already aware of the diplomatic
incident a few years ago, when your Champion captured our Guardian Pokémon,
Ceruledge, correct?" Madam Kamisato hesitated for a brief moment before deciding to
disclose the truth without obfuscation.
"I am aware of the incident. Are you saying you must capture Volcarona purely to salvage
your national pride?" Lorze countered.
"Of course not. That incident triggered a massive chain reaction of catastrophic political
consequences...
" Madam Kamisato began to explain.
According to her debrief, the capture of Ceruledge inflicted an unfathomable,
excruciating humiliation upon Japan, escalating to the point of triggering massive,
nationwide protests and riots.
Under this crushing societal pressure, the World Championships coincidentally occurred
the following year. The entire populace desperately expected the National Team to
reclaim their lost honor on the global stage. The geopolitical tension was highly
explosive.
Yet, everyone knew the ultimate outcome. Not only did the Japanese National Team fail
to reclaim their honor, but Murong Wanqiu deployed that exact Ceruledge to
single-handedly execute a flawless 1v3 sweep against their Champion, brutally slapping
their entire nation across the face.
And the humiliation didn't end there. Following that catastrophic defeat, the immense,
crushing pressure caused their Champion's psychological state to completely deteriorate.
Consequently, during a subsequent match against a certain "Universe Nation" (South
Korea), he tragically collapsed, officially eliminating Japan with a historic worst-ever
placement of Top 64.
To the Japanese populace, losing to absolutely anyone was acceptable—except losing
to the Universe Nation.
Therefore, upon returning home, their Champion was subjected to an apocalyptic wave
of public vitriol and death threats from every sector of society.
From the highest echelons of government to rival political factions, down to the civilian
populace, the failure was relentlessly sensationalized and weaponized. Rival politicians
leveraged the defeat to ruthlessly suppress their political faction, attempting to
permanently purge them from the political arena in one fell swoop.
Ultimately, unable to endure the crushing, absolute psychological torment from all sides,
their Champion committed seppuku to apologize to the nation.
And that Champion was Kamisato Sakurako's biological older brother. She had been
forced to watch her own family member be driven to suicide by the mob.Subsequently, to stabilize their faction's collapsing political standing, the Kamisato clan
had no choice but to publicly disclose Sakurako's latent "Special Ability.
" They
aggressively marketed her as the direct Japanese equivalent to China's Xue Tong,
desperately attempting to forge her into a new symbol of national hope, injecting a
massive dose of manufactured hype into the populace.
But the brutal reality was that Kamisato Sakurako knew exactly how pathetic her Special
Ability truly was. Let alone competing with Xue Tong, her ability couldn't even
successfully manipulate a Rookie-tier Pokémon.
And Xue Tong was universally hailed as a "Humanoid Pokémon,
" possessing the raw
combat output to trade blows directly with Master-tier entities.
Forcing Sakurako into the arena against Xue Tong was essentially throwing an egg
against a boulder.
With the next World Championship rapidly approaching, she didn't even possess a single
Champion-tier Pokémon in her active roster.
She mathematically could not envision what kind of apocalyptic humiliation awaited her
on the global stage. The sheer, crushing pressure had already shattered her mental
stability; she hadn't slept peacefully in months.
Therefore, she was desperately hunting for an alternative operational vector. She banked
all her hopes on capturing Volcarona and aggressively leveraging the diplomatic fallout to
deal a psychological blow to China, thereby forcefully sweeping away the oppressive
gloom hanging over her nation.
She desperately, absolutely needed this Pokémon...
She was already past her breaking point...