my pokemon player.

"What did you say?" Molde seemed unable to believe what he heard.

Ryan repeated calmly, "I said I refuse!"

"Why? Don't you also think what I said makes sense?" Molde asked with his eyes wide open, confusion written all over his face.

Ryan looked him straight in the eyes, a sneer appeared on his lips: "Because one of my favorite things to do is to say no to the guy who threatens me!"

Molde was stunned for a moment, then explained with a stiff smile:

"You misunderstood. How dare I threaten you? From the beginning to the end, I have been begging you to spare my life!"

Hearing this, Ryan sneered and said, "Oh, request? Don't think I can't see your little thoughts!"

"If you really want me to spare your life, you should tell me the information honestly, instead of keeping silent and preparing to use my father's information to negotiate terms!"

Looking at Molde with an ugly expression, Ryan stabbed him in the chest again:

"In fact, if you had taken the initiative to tell me the information just now, I might have let you go, but it's a pity that you chose to bargain with me."

This was a lie. Whether or not Molde would reveal the information voluntarily, he was doomed. Ryan said this just to make Molde regret it.

As expected, Molde showed a look of regret on his face, and then asked with a hint of expectation:

"I know I was wrong. Do you think I still have a chance?"

Ryan shook his head. "It's too late. My patience is limited, and I can also infer the information you have."

"This is impossible!" Molde swallowed, still harbouring hope.

"What's impossible? You are the supervisor of this Blood Prison Trial. You should not have time to collect information about my father, so this information must have been passed to you by someone else."

Ryan used his own speculation process to break down Molde's psychological defenses bit by bit:
"You used Dick's information to negotiate with me at the beginning, but how can you, a mere secret guard, know Dick's exact location?"

"Don't tell me it's because you're Ram's confidant. If you were really trusted by Ram, you wouldn't be sent to this Blood Prison Island as a supervisor without knowing the information about the Three Divine Birds."

"Besides, Ram himself has fled to the Northwestern Province, and your status as a confidant will be greatly reduced. As a deacon, Dick may give you a little face, but he will never reveal his position to you."

"And you happen to have his intelligence, which means Dick took the initiative to pass on his information to you. As for the reason, it can only be to seek help, otherwise it doesn't make sense."

In fact, Ryan had already heard from the residents of Sunflower Island that Dick was beaten and fled by a mysterious captain.

His guess was just a reverse deduction based on the information he had received, but Molde didn't know that!

At this moment, Molde looked at Ryan with shock on his face, beads of sweat oozing from his back, and his inner defenses were quickly collapsing.

Ryan saw this and struck while the iron was hot and said, "A deacon of the Shadow Church was forced to ask you for help. This shows how powerful the pursuers are."

"But this information seems to have nothing to do with my father. After all, my father's strength is not enough to force Dick to ask for help."

"But then I thought about it and it's possible that you saw that I was not interested in Dick's intelligence and immediately brought out the news about my father."

"Again, you are just a secret guard, how can you have so much information? So these two pieces of information are most likely derived from a message for help, but you just separated them, right?"

"Combining the above information, it is not difficult to guess the intelligence you have. Dick met my father and thought it was a pleasant surprise. Unexpectedly, my father's strength increased greatly. Dick and others had no choice but to flee and seek support from you."

Molde's face turned pale instantly when he heard this. He didn't understand how Ryan figured out the truth. He clearly didn't reveal any information. Is the difference in intelligence between people so big?
However, Ryan's father's information was related to his life and death, so he still said stubbornly: "I don't understand what you are talking about, this is all your speculation!"

Ryan chuckled and said, "You are right. What I said was just a guess, but your reaction has proved that my guesses are true."

"Your words are not trustworthy, but your emotions cannot be faked. Don't forget that Gardevoir has the ability to sense emotions. Your little thoughts cannot escape its perception at all!"

Molde also reacted after hearing this, and looked at Gardevoir with horror. He was only concerned about Gardevoir's ruthless attack, but forgot about Gardevoir's special abilities.

Since Gardevoir can sense his emotions, then all his previous hatred for Ryan is exposed!
It’s over! It's completely over now!
Molde's strength was drained away in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

Ryan said indifferently: "Oh? It seems that you finally realized what a stupid mistake you made."

"You dare to hate me in front of Gardevoir. Do you really think that you can save your life by holding the information about my father?!"

"Don't tell me that I have guessed this information. Even if I can't guess it, there is still a priest on the island. I don't believe that Dick didn't seek support from her!"

"So the information you think is important is worthless in my eyes. You will die in the torture of Gardevoir with this information!"

After saying that, Ryan turned and left, silently counting three numbers in his mind.

three.
"Wait! Don't leave! I won't negotiate any terms. I'll tell you everything!"

Molde shouted at the top of his voice, his psychological defenses completely collapsed.

Ryan shook his head in boredom. The guy couldn't hold on for even a second.

He stopped but did not turn around. He just turned his back to Molde. This gesture of leaving at any time invisibly brought even greater pressure to Molde.

So Molde hurriedly told him all the information he knew: "Just as you guessed, we received Dick's request for help a few days ago."

"He said that when he was looking for the trace of the God of Fire, he unexpectedly met your father, and it seems that your father also subdued the God of Volcano and almost captured them all."

"Although they managed to escape by taking advantage of the island's residents, your father seemed to have noticed his identity and has been chasing him closely."

"Even if they rely on the speed of the ship to escape your father's pursuit, your father will still find ways to catch up with them and pester them tightly, seriously hindering their progress in finding the God of Fire."

"So Dick asked us for support. He also knew that we were no match for your father, so he suggested that we pass this message to the guardian Ram, hoping to use the power of the Nightmare God to defeat the Volcano God."

"To be honest, Priest Kalina and I don't quite believe the authenticity of this information, but we don't dare to gamble, so we can only send someone to pass this message to Protector Ram intact."

"But until today, we have not received any instructions from Protector Ram. Perhaps the message has not been delivered yet, or perhaps he is still busy capturing the Ice God and has no time to reply."

After listening to the information that Molde said, Ryan felt mixed emotions, including happiness, surprise, and a little worry.

There was no need to explain the reason for his happiness. His adoptive father was indeed still alive and living a very comfortable life.

The main surprise was that his father had subdued the God of Volcano, and if nothing unexpected happened, it was the legendary Lord of the Blazing Sun. Although Ryan had long suspected that the Lord of the Blazing Sun might be his cheap father, he was still shocked and curious after confirming it.

How did his father subdue Victini and Hedoran? Did his father have a cheat?

By the way, I finally know where Victini's blessing came from.

It wasn't possible that his father had actually come back secretly to see him, and then, after seeing that he had developed the territory well, left with peace of mind.

Judging from the memories of my previous life, that cheap old man was indeed capable of doing such a thing.

When I think about how hard I have worked to develop my territory, I feel like I am walking on thin ice during this period, fearing that I won’t be able to reach the other side.

Meanwhile, his cheap daddy was out there having adventures, settling scores, chasing after the Church of Shadows, and even trying to gain the title of Lord of the Sun in the future. Ryan's back teeth were almost broken.

Who is the protagonist between us?
But then again, his father's capture of Victini and Sildenafil was undoubtedly a good thing for the territory.

In this way, his territory will be guarded by four Pokémon who are hailed as gods. What does this mean?
Simply put, even if the royal family, the Temple of Poseidon and the Church of Shadows joined forces to invade his territory, he was not afraid at all and even wanted to laugh.

Mewtwo and the others just don't want to actively participate in wars between humans, but that doesn't mean they will sit idly by and watch their homes being destroyed.

The invasion of foreign forces would only give them a reason to take action, so Ryan was eager for these three major forces to attack him.

It's a pity that the royal family is unable to take care of themselves, and the Temple of Poseidon and the Shadow Church also have their own plans. They will not take action against Ryan in the short term, which makes Ryan feel a little regretful.

But it is not a big problem. As long as he expands his territory step by step, sooner or later he will arouse the fear of the three major forces.

By then, he will join hands with his cheap dad, and with the help of the players, he can destroy the three major forces in one fell swoop and occupy the entire Arad Kingdom.

Hiss~ I feel a little excited when I think about it~
No! I can't be too ambitious. I should defeat the three sons of Marquis Clos first!

Moreover, he was hiding a trace of worry in his heart. After all, he was not the real Ryan. Both his personality and the way of speaking were obviously different from his predecessor. What would he do if his father found out that something was wrong?

You have to know that his cheap father is no longer the same as before. He holds two divine beasts in his hands. If they turn against each other, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Ryan frowned tightly and clenched his hands. For a moment, he didn't know how to face his father. Should he hide his identity or be honest?

Just as Ryan was lost in thought, Mord saw that Ryan had not responded yet, and thought that Ryan was dissatisfied with his intelligence, so he quickly added:

"Dick delivered the message from Red Rock Island. If you want to find him for revenge, or to look for your father, you can send people to search the waters near that island."

Ryan became even more conflicted after hearing this. He was not ready to face that cheap dad yet. Should he send someone to find him?

Seeing that Ryan remained silent, Mold's cold sweat continued to flow, soaking his clothes.

His Adam's apple rolled violently, and he said in a trembling voice: "I... I have more information!"

"Not long ago, Guardian Ram appointed a new deacon. This deacon named Garcia became a deacon because he reached a cooperation with the son of Marquis Cross!"

"I got this information myself. Even the Kalina priest on the island doesn't know it. You will become an enemy of Marquis Cross sooner or later. This information will definitely be useful to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ryan finally responded. He turned around and asked Molde:

"Marquis Cross has three sons. Do you know which one of them reached a cooperation with Deacon Garcia?"

Molde shook his head stiffly: "I don't know."

Ryan smiled disdainfully: "What an idiot! If you had a certain understanding of Cross's three sons, you would know that only his second son has the motivation and conditions to cooperate with your Shadow Church."

Molde was suddenly speechless and stammered, not knowing what to say.

Ryan continued to ask: "Then do you know what their cooperation is about?"

Molde knew this was his last chance, but he couldn't say a word.

He also wanted to infer intelligence like Ryan, but his brain was blank at the moment. Let alone inferring intelligence, it was good enough that he could retain basic thinking ability.

Then he thought about making up a random piece of information to fool the person, but Gardevoir standing beside him forced him to give up the idea.

Helplessly, he could only shake his head and replied palely: "I don't know."

Ryan looked Molde up and down when he heard this. Just as he was about to think about what value Molde still had, he heard Molde's pleading voice:

"My Lord Viscount! Please spare my life! I can do anything!"

"If you are not satisfied with the information, I can still go undercover in the Shadow Church and continue to pass on information to you. I can be your dog!"

"My Lord Viscount, I..."

Before Mold could finish his words, Gardevoir's telekinesis grabbed his throat.

Just when he was in despair, he suddenly saw Ryan waving at Gardevoir:
"Forget it, Gardevoir, don't dirty your hands, uh, your telekinesis."

Although Gardevoir didn't understand Ryan's intention, it still let go of Molde obediently.

"cough cough"

Molde fell to the ground and coughed violently, his face turning red.

He didn't care about his physical discomfort, and immediately looked at Ryan with expectation, hoping that Ryan would say the words "spare your life".

As a result, Ryan just asked Gardevoir to keep an eye on him and did not give any other orders.

Even so, Molde's heart was still filled with joy of escaping death. He thought that Ryan spared his life because he could not save face for the nobles.

Little did he know that Ryan wanted to squeeze out every last bit of value from him.

Ryan turned his head and looked into the depths of the island, muttering to himself:

"The stage and supporting roles are in place, it's time for the protagonist to take the stage and perform." (End of this chapter)