Pokémon: This trainer is too wild!

Chapter 14 I'm a kind-hearted person
The atmosphere on the first floor of the mansion was tense and on the verge of conflict.

Mammon remained relaxed, even though the opposing team completely outnumbered him, it didn't seem to affect him at all.

Who are you calling a nobody?

But just then, a deep male voice came from above.

"Boss!"

"Boss! You've finally arrived!"

The members of the Skull Team exclaimed in surprise, while the owner of the voice slowly descended the stairs.

"Oh?"

Mammon raised an eyebrow.

This was a man with a very fierce-looking face, white hair, sunglasses on his forehead, black baggy pants, a white short-sleeved shirt, and a black jacket over them.

He looks nonchalant and intimidating.

And he was none other than Guzma, the leader of the Skull Team.

The Skull team members yielded, and Guzma walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, his fierce eyes quite intimidating.

"Kid, who did you just call a nobody?"

Guzma stopped in front of Mammon, leaned forward slightly, and questioned Mammon in a low voice.

"Isn't your Skull Team mostly made up of weaklings? You must be Guzma."

“That’s right, I am Guzma.” Guzma’s expression became even more ferocious.

"Kid, you're young but you've got a big mouth. I don't care if you're from Team Rocket or whatever team you're from, go back to where you came from and don't disturb my afternoon nap!"

Guzma bluntly ordered him to leave, his tone extremely agitated.

It seems that a member of the Skull Team just notified him.

"Tsk, I thought that as the leader of the Skull Team, you would have some brains, but I didn't expect you to be like this."

Guzma was arrogant, but Mammon showed no mercy and mocked him.

"Have you lost your mind? Or have you gotten so used to being arrogant in Alola that you can't even see the situation clearly?"

These words made Guzma's already fierce expression turn even more gloomy.

"Hehehe... I never expected that someone would come to me specifically just to get beaten up."

Guzma grinned menacingly, opened his Poké Ball, and a Pokémon resembling a giant isopod landed in front of him.

This is Golisopp, a Bug/Water type Pokémon, and also Guzma's ace Pokémon.

"You brat, I'm going to teach you a lesson. This isn't a place for your Team Rocket to run wild."

Guzma grinned; he had decided to teach this annoying kid a lesson.

Cattleya frowned slightly, looking at the ferocious armored warrior with a somewhat solemn expression. Judging from its aura, this armored warrior was very strong.

That makes sense; after all, the opponent is the leader of the Skull Team, so his strength is definitely not weak.

However, Metagross has an attribute advantage and can put up a fight.

Mammon smacked his lips, stood up, and stopped Lance and Cattleya from stepping forward.

“Interesting. In that case, I’ll test your skills.”

Mammon zoomed in and opened a Poké Ball from his fingertip.

A wild Pokémon with fluttering gray-white fur and blood-red eyes appeared in front of Mammon, tilting its head slightly and gazing silently at the armored warrior.

It is indeed the abandoned monkey!
“Come on, I’ll give you a chance. I hope your strength is as arrogant as your mouth.” Mammon grinned as well.

"You better watch out, kid!" Guzma flashed a bright white smile.

"Armored warrior! A head-on strike!"

The armored warrior let out a low growl and shot towards the Abandoned Monkey like a cannonball.

"True Qi Fist".

The Abandoned Monkey clenched its right fist, blue energy continuously condensing, before it swung it out fiercely.

boom! !

The True Qi Fist collided heavily with the armored warrior's head-on strike, producing a deafening roar and a surge of energy that spread outwards.

But the next second, the Abandoned Monkey exerted its power again, its true qi fist shattering the oncoming attack and sending the armored warrior flying.

To the disbelief of Bulmei and the others, the armored warrior was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than when he charged, crashing directly into the wall.

quiet!
The whole place fell silent instantly.

Guzma's pupils contracted, while Cattleya's eyes shone brightly—this abandoned monkey is incredibly powerful!!
“This… how is this possible?” Bulmei murmured in a daze.

How could this be?! This is impossible!
This is Guzma's ace armored warrior! Even the kings and queens of those islands couldn't possibly crush Guzma like this.

“Why not?” Mammon chuckled.

He heard Boole's beautiful voice; after all, the mansion was quite quiet now.

"How can small fry like you, who are content with your own little world and amuse yourselves, possibly understand the vastness of the outside world?"

Mammon’s tone returned to its gentle and elegant manner, but his words remained sharp and unforgiving.

"who are you?"

Guzma's breathing became noticeably heavier, and he stared intently at Mammon, his eyes like those of a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

There's something wrong with this guy! !
Even Kukui's main force couldn't possibly defeat his armored warriors with such a single blow.

Kukui is the only Champion-level Trainer in the Alola region!
“Mammon, Mammon from the Rockets.” Mammon smiled slightly.

"So now, Mr. Guzma, are you interested in having a proper chat with us?"

"..."

Guzma stared at Mammon for a long time.

“Come with me,” Guzma said in a low voice.

Despite his volatile temper, Guzma knew what was important; this was a moment that would determine the fate of the Skull Team.

"Wise choice."

Mammon, along with Cattleya and Lance, followed Guzma.

“Bulmei, you come in too.”

Boulmei bit her lip and followed.

Only the members of the Skull Team stood there anxiously, unsure of what the future held for them.

However, that's not something they can decide.

Guzma led the group to a room on the second floor, which was exactly the same style as the outside—messy and chaotic.

"There's not much to sit on, so please make yourself at home," Guzma said calmly, sitting on a wooden crate.

Lance glanced at it, picked up a stool, wiped it with his sleeve, and made Mammon sit down.

"Tsk~ Couldn't you at least provide a place where we can talk?"

Mammon clicked his tongue as he looked around the room.

“I don’t usually do that kind of stuff.” Guzma’s brow twitched.

"Mammon, right? What exactly do you want?"

Guzma then got straight to the point.

"Our Rockets are expanding into other regions, and Alora is our first target." Mammon looked at Guzma and Bulmi with a calm expression.

"As for your Skull Team, we are definitely going to recruit you; there is no room for compromise."

Mammon tilted his head and looked at the two of them.

Guzma's face darkened.

"However, I'm a kind-hearted person, so I'll give you a chance."

Mammon took out two silver badges and tossed them to Guzma and Bulmiel.

"What is this?" Boulmi looked at the badge with the capital letter 'R' in her hand.

"I sincerely invite you both to join the Rockets and assume senior management positions. What do you say?"

Mammon spoke with a smile.

A high-ranking officer of the Rockets?
Boulmeli glanced at Guzma subconsciously and noticed that Guzma had his brows furrowed and was staring at the silver badge in his hand.

(End of this chapter)