my pokemon player.

Gardevoir glared at the silly dragon, then looked at Molde with a bad expression, with a faint blue light flashing in his eyes.

Molde felt as if his body was being tightened by countless chains at the same time, and his bones and joints made a teeth-grinding friction sound under the pressure.

The severe pain from his body caused veins to bulge on his forehead and he couldn't help but howl in pain. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't even move his fingertips.

Gardevoir's skirt moved without wind, and the blue light flowing in its pupils almost condensed into substance. As it raised its slender hands, the invisible chains wrapped around Molde suddenly tightened, lifting Molde off the ground.

"Have mercy! I know I was wrong!"

Mold was like a carp king that had come ashore, flapping in the air in vain and begging for mercy.

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die!"

Ryan's tone was very calm, but his words made Molde sweat profusely.

"You want to kill someone right in front of me, you don't take me seriously!"

Following Ryan's voice, Gardevoir gently waved its palm and smashed Molde's knee to the ground.

Although the gravel on the ground reduced some of the damage, Molde still heard the crisp sound of his kneecap breaking.

His pale lips trembled violently and intermittent whimpers came from his throat.

"Please forgive me, I am still useful"

Ryan waved his hand when he heard this, and Gardevoir understood and turned its telekinesis into a giant hand, grabbing the back of Molde's neck and lifting the twitching body back to the level of Ryan's sight.

"I'll give you one last chance. You'd better think carefully before answering my questions. Don't show off your poor acting skills in front of me. Do you understand?"

Ryan reached out and patted Molde's cheek, then wiped his hand on Molde's black robe with a look of disgust.

"Obviously!"

Molde said hurriedly, and then he felt his body loosen up and fell to the ground like mud.

Ryan suddenly smelled a foul odor. He lowered his head to look at Molde who was lying on the ground, as if he had thought of something. Then he distanced himself with a look of disgust on his face.

"You, that is you, come over and talk."

Ryan hooked his finger at Monroe who was kneeling on the ground.

Monroe was overjoyed when he saw this, but he did not stand up. Instead, he knelt and crawled to Ryan.

Looking at Monroe who was deliberately keeping a safe distance from him, Ryan looked him up and down with interest.

It seems that not all the people in the Shadow Church are psychopaths or crazy, there are still some smart people.

This kind of person is just right to be Li Xiang's helper. Even if he discovers Li Xiang's true identity one day, he will choose to remain silent because of common interests and threats, and may even help Li Xiang hide his identity.

Thinking of this, Ryan slowed down his tone and said to Monroe with a smile:
"Don't be nervous, what's your name?"

"Your Excellency, My name is Monroe, and I am an ordinary member of the Shadow Church." Monroe replied respectfully.

"Monroe." Ryan read Monroe's name and then asked, "You are quite smart. Why did you join the Shadow Church?"

Monroe smiled bitterly and said, "I offended a bastard noble. After escaping from the territory, I had nowhere to go. In order to survive, I had no choice but to join the Shadow Church."

Ryan glanced at Gardevoir beside him, and after confirming that Monroe was not lying, he said softly, teasingly:
"Don't you know that I am also a noble? How dare you scold other nobles in front of me? You are so brave!"

Monroe responded seriously: "You just said that I can't lie. I just said what was in my heart."

"Besides, I have also heard rumors about you. I know that you are different from those foolish nobles. Your heart is broader than the ocean, so you will naturally not argue with me."

Ryan listened to the flattery in Monroe's words, chuckled and shook his head: "Okay, put away your little thoughts and stop using nice words to frame me."

"I speak from the bottom of my heart!" Monroe said firmly.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Gardevoir. When he saw Gardevoir nodded again, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He turned around and stared at Monroe who was kneeling on the ground, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Interesting, it's a pity for someone like you to join the Shadow Church."

Monroe's eyes lit up, and he immediately climbed up the pole: "Please give me a chance to turn from darkness to light, and I also want to be loyal to you!"

Ryan shook his head. Although he admired Monroe, he was not determined to recruit him.

Compared to Ryan's territory, Monroe can play a greater role in the Shadow Church, so Ryan refused:

"Since you know me to some extent, you should know the deep blood feud between me and the Shadow Church."

"I will not accept the loyalty of a member of the Shadow Church, even if you were forced to join the Shadow Church."

Looking at the lost Monroe, Ryan changed the subject: "But I can give you a chance to survive."

When Monroe heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ryan with anticipation, his face full of desire for life.

"As long as you answer the questions to my satisfaction, I can spare your life, provided that you do not lie, otherwise..."

Ryan didn't finish his words, but Molde's fate was clear, so Monroe dared not lie and quickly assured:

"Please rest assured, I swear on my life to the devil that I will answer your questions truthfully!"

"Okay, first question, is your hands stained with the blood of innocent people?" Ryan asked, looking straight into Monroe's eyes.

Monroe answered without hesitation: "No, I just joined the Shadow Church not long ago, and I am still a member at the lowest level. I am not even qualified to participate in the sacrificial ceremony."

Ryan glanced at Gardevoir and asked, "Second question, among those who knelt down and surrendered, who has ever killed innocent humans and monsters?"

When Monroe heard this question, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ryan with a complicated expression.

This young noble lord can obviously rely on Gardevoir's ability to determine who is lying, so why should he answer?
Did they want to find something to hold against him and make him cut himself off from the Shadow Church?

But that didn't make sense. He had just said that he wanted to join Ryan's team, but was rejected by Ryan. There was no need for Ryan to plot against a small figure like him!
Monroe was puzzled, but in order to save his own life, he had no choice but to point out several evil men in black robes.

Amid the curses of the black-robed men, Monroe pleaded with Ryan:

"My Lord Viscount, although I am not qualified to serve you, I am willing to help you get rid of these villains!"

"Oh? Really? Don't you have any other requests?"

Facing Ryan's eyes that seemed to see through everything, Monroe told the truth:

"I do have a small request. I hope you can let the remaining black robed men join me in getting rid of these villains!"

Ryan had anticipated Monroe's request. This guy was trying to drag the other men in black robes into this.

Faced with the handle handed to him, Ryan naturally would not refuse. He nodded and agreed to Monroe's request, but did not mention Molde.

Monroe only thought about it for a moment and understood what Ryan meant. He glanced at Molder with gloating, then led the captives towards the identified men in black robes.

Hearing the wailing coming from his ears, Molde, who was lying on the ground, couldn't stop shaking. While he cursed Monroe in his heart, he was also jealous of Monroe's chance to survive.

Even though he was calling Monroe a traitor, if he were to replace Monroe, he would be able to answer questions first and identify the man in black robe even faster.

Wait! If Monroe could save his life by answering questions, so could he! He had much more information than Monroe, a low-level member!
Thinking of this, Mord endured the pain in his body, staggered straight, knelt on the ground and said to Ryan:

"My Lord Viscount, you can ask me any questions you have. I am Ramda Ram's most trusted subordinate. I can tell you a lot of information about the Shadow Church. I only ask that you spare my life."

Ryan looked at the obedient Molde and said calmly, "Now you know how to answer my questions, what were you doing before?"

Hearing this, Molde slammed his forehead heavily on the ground and begged loudly: "Please give me another chance!"

"Then let me see your determination. Tell me about this Blood Prison Trial first. Aren't you the person in charge of the trial?" Ryan asked knowingly.

Molde's eyes widened immediately, and he cried out anxiously, "It's not me! You caught the wrong person!"

"How dare you lie! Your Armored Bird is the most powerful on the entire island. If you are not the person in charge, who is?!" Ryan shouted harshly.

Mord hurriedly explained: "I'm really not! I'm just an ordinary secret guard. How can I be qualified to be the person in charge of the Blood Prison Trial!"

"The person in charge of this Blood Hell Trial is Priest Kalina. I am just a supervisor in name only."

When Ryan heard this, his face darkened instantly: "Are you saying that I caught the wrong person? Where is Priest Kalina?"

"She saw that the situation was not good and ran away. She may have escaped to Blood Prison Island now."

Molde said carefully, fearing that he would draw Ryan's anger to himself.

"Why did you run to the island instead of staying on the shore or on the boat?" Ryan asked unhappily.

Molde thought that he didn't want to go to the island all day, because Karina's lover was on the island.

No! There is Karina's lover on the island. That bitch might go looking for him. She might not have escaped from Blood Prison Island yet!

Molde seemed to have grasped the straw that saved his life, and hurriedly said to Ryan:
"There is a male lover of Priest Kalina on the island. This woman values ​​that male lover very much. She might take him with her to escape from Blood Prison Island."

"The speed of the big-billed gulls is not very fast to begin with, and the drag of the male favorite will greatly reduce their flying speed. It is very likely that they have not escaped yet."

"Please give me some time, I will definitely catch them for you!"

Molde's words were so sincere, he really wanted to capture Karina for Ryan, not only to save his own life, but also to drag Karina into the water.

"Do you think I have no one under my command? Do I need a prisoner like you to capture people for me?" Ryan said with a frown.

Molde hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that. I just saw that you came alone this time, so..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ryan.

"Who told you I came here alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two dragon roars were heard from the sea not far away:
“Roar!!”

Molde shuddered and looked in the direction where the roar came from.

I saw two dragonets gliding on the sea, and the waves they raised were shining brightly silver under the sunlight.

They soon arrived at the rocky beach and circled in the air.

Only then did Molde see clearly that there were humans sitting on the backs of the two Dragonites, and they were cheering.

Lao Ma said excitedly: "Wuhu~This feels really great!"

"If other players knew we could ride Dragonite, they would be so jealous!"

"Hey, why do you look unhappy?"

Hao Ren said expressionlessly: "I am very happy!"

"Then why do you have such a stiff face?" Lao Ma asked puzzled.

Hao Ren said helplessly: "I was blown by the wind. My face is stiff!"

"Hahahaha, no wonder you look so stupid!" Lao Ma sneered.

Hao Ren retorted: "You are no better than me. You are drooling!"

"what?!"

Just as Lao Ma was about to reach out to wipe his saliva, the two Dragonites folded their wings at the same time and dived towards the ground.

"No buddy, wait for me to wipe my saliva, slurp slurp"

The strong wind instantly rushed into Lao Ma's throat, choking him and making him roll his eyes.

Hao Ren wisely closed his mouth and held the reins tightly with both hands.

He had already deeply realized the lethality brought by Dragonite's speed since the beginning. If Lord Lion had not asked Gardevoir to condense a telekinetic shield for them, they would probably have died on the road.

Sure enough, a natural disaster monster like Dragonite is not something that ordinary people can control.

In the blink of an eye, the two Dragonites were close to the ground. They spread their two small wings before touching the ground and landed smoothly.

But the two people on their backs were not so relaxed. At least Hao Ren had made preparations in advance and did not make any fools of himself.

Lao Ma was in no condition. He was thrown forward by inertia, and his whole face slapped on the scales on the back of Dragonite's neck with a "slap". A red mark immediately appeared on the tip of his nose.

He covered his nose and protested in a muffled voice: "Brother Long, you are not doing this on purpose, can't we go a little slower?"

"Hooo!"

The male Dragonite raised its head proudly and slapped the ground with its thick tail, causing gravel to fly everywhere.

Different from the cute and silly Dragonite, this Dragonite has an arrogant personality and will only obey the strong.

If it weren't for Ryan's order, it wouldn't want to carry this weak and noisy human!
Old Ma was startled by Dragonite's sudden action and immediately gave in:
"Brother Long, calm down. I was just kidding you~"

"Hooo!"

"Stop shaking me off. I'm about to fall. Can you please give me some face in front of outsiders? If you continue like this, I won't introduce you to any little female dragons!"

“Roar!!”

"Lord, save me!"

Ryan: "." (End of chapter)