Pokémon: This trainer is too wild!

Chapter 213 Groudon: Giovanni, how can I fly?
Mammon's Castle.

"As expected of Dad, you actually managed to create Kyurem."

Mammon sat on the sofa with Holina in his arms, while a Rotom phone floated in front of them.

The phone screen showed Sakaki, and they were having a video call.

"Mammon, don't go too far. That Kyurem is extremely powerful."

Giovanni reminded Mammon that he had indeed provided this information to Mammon before deciding to go find Kyurem.

However, Mammon told him that there was nothing seriously wrong.

"Don't worry, Dad, there's nothing wrong." Mammon chuckled.

He has already had White Dragon conceal its presence, and has also asked Dark Mewtwo to help cover it up. Kyurem absolutely cannot find White Dragon at the moment.

If Kyurem cannot be found, Kyurem can only go to N's Zekrom!
"Mammon, can Kyurem absorb black and white dragons?" Giovanni asked Mammon.

Although it was incredible, after thinking it over, Giovanni realized that this was the only explanation for Kyurem's words.

“That’s right. As long as there is a Gene Wedge, Kyurem can fuse with Zekrom and Reshiram, since they were originally one.”

Mammon nodded. In any case, at least in the game, the Ice Dragon needs the Gene Wedge to 'eat' the Black Dragon and the White Dragon.

But in this real world, Mammon is unsure whether the genetic wedge is necessary.

after all……

In the anime, Necrozma is Lunala (Solgaleo) fused without any items, right?
In the game, Necrozma would need the Necrosol Fusion Device to fuse with the Sun and Moon Gods. (Note: This item is a gift from Akroma in the game.)
"I see." Sakaki said thoughtfully, "You're interested in Kyurem?"

“Of course, Dad, I’ve always been interested in powerful dragons.” Mammon grinned.

Sakaki smiled but remained silent. "You like powerful dragons? I don't even want to expose you."

"Alright, just be careful. Also... never mind."

Sakaki glanced one last time at Holina, who was being held in Mammon's arms, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head.

'Hey kid, get a grip! How many is this now?'

But I guess if I told Mammon, it would just go in one ear and out the other. There's nothing I can do about it, since Mammon's only interest in women is his career.
“Since you enjoy playing so much, why not have a grandson or granddaughter soon? Little Silver and I would love to see that,” Sakaki said to Mammon with a smile.

He was actually in a good mood. After all, under Mammon's leadership, the Rockets were thriving.

Moreover, he doesn't need to worry about anything. He can just play around with the people in the league every day, and Mammon can handle everything on the Rockets' side.

So...

Yes, he wants to have grandchildren soon.

Although Silver was greatly affected by Mammon's affiliation with the Rockets, he did not give up. Instead, he trained even harder.

The child was even thinking about defeating his beloved brother in the future, trying to make Mammon see the error of his ways.

It's clear that Silver really cares about Mammon, and he's probably very happy to be Mammon's uncle.

“I understand, I understand.” Mammon blinked upon hearing this.

"Okay, remember to supplement your diet regularly."

"Old Deng, you can climb. I'm perfectly healthy."

"You brat."

Sakaki looked at the video call that had just been disconnected, both amused and exasperated. That brat really is something else.

"We'll hold the Elite Four challenge at the end of the year and take the Kanto championship first."

Giovanni sat down at the table, wiping his Poké Balls and thinking about his next steps.

Actually, he's quite free these days. Aside from traveling to various regions at invitation, his only real business is the Four Heavenly Kings Challenge at the end of the year, which he applied for at the beginning of the year.

His original plan was to at least defeat one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanto and become their leader, since the strength of the Dragon Lord was indeed formidable.

Sakaki wasn't sure if he could absolutely defeat Lance, so he originally planned to hold back and stop fighting after reaching the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings.

But now that he has captured Groudon, Giovanni has decided to change his plans.

“Once Damalanqi retires, I can apply to become the chairman of the Kanto Alliance.”

Sakaki smiled slightly and gently twirled the Groudon's Poké Ball in his hand. Having Groudon would bring many conveniences.

Once he becomes the leader of the Kanto League, and with Team Rocket branches established in various regions, the entire world will be under his and Mammon's control!

"Sakaki! When are we going to hunt our big, fathead fish?"

"I just had another nightmare, damn it! It filled my stomach with water!"

"Sakaki, do you think I can learn to fly? If I could fly, it would be so much easier for me to fight the fathead fish."

"..."

Upon hearing Groudon's telepathic chatter, sounding groaning in a daze after just waking up, Giovanni fell silent, a slight headache creeping over him.

Since returning from the Giant's Cave, Groudon seems quite fixated on whether or not it can fly.

Sakaki couldn't understand it. So what if you can't fly?
His Giovanni, the ruler of the land, combined with Groudon, the overlord of the land, makes for a perfect combination.

It's okay if they can't fly; we can just shoot down the ones that can.

"Gargoyle, why aren't you saying anything?" Groudon asked, puzzled.

"I was thinking, I heard there's a enhancement method called Crystallization in Padia that can change a Pokémon's type. If you can Crystallize a Flying-type, I wonder if you could float?"

Sakaki pretended to think for a moment before replying.

"Really?" Groudon's eyes lit up inside the Poké Ball.

"I'm not sure either, but we can give it a try." Sakaki wasn't sure if it would work either.

"Gargoyle!!" Groudon was deeply moved: "Gargoyle, you truly are my best partner. Don't worry, after you die, I'll scatter your ashes in the place where I soak in lava, and I'll stay with you forever!"

The idea that it couldn't fly was really too avant-garde; even Giovanni couldn't hold back.

"It's not necessary."

Sakaki remained expressionless.

Are you going to keep me company, or do you want to soak my ashes in a bath?!

……

The night gradually deepened.

"Two hours and thirty-seven minutes."

Sitting by the wall, Cattleya heard the noise from the next room finally stop and checked the time.

It's twenty minutes longer than yesterday, those two vixens!!
Can't you have a little compassion for Mammon? He gets more demanding every day!
"I'll get up early tomorrow and have the servants prepare some nourishing food," Cattleya thought for a moment, then set an alarm for her phone.

Although Mammon is in good health and still young, he still needs to take precautions early on and not ruin his health by playing around with those prostitutes.

Cattleya was very considerate of Mammon.

And the room next door.

"How decadent!"

Lying on his bed, Mammon couldn't help but sigh. Since entering the castle, he felt that he had really fallen into a state of decadence.

He was partying every day and every night, but there was nothing he could do about it. Barbena and Holina, those two 'goddesses,' were just too tempting, and they were willing to perform together.

No, no, this won't do anymore.

"Mr. Mammon?"

Noticing that Mammon was trying to sit up, Barbena, who was leaning against Mammon's arm, looked puzzled.

"You guys go to sleep first, I have something to take care of."

"Shall I come with you?"

Helena tucked her blonde hair behind her back and said softly.

"No need, you two should rest."

Mammon put on his pajamas, then went to the living room and turned on the Poké Ball.

"Ugh~ Mammon, how spicy is it?"

Xingxingtou rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned.

"You didn't sleep well again?" Mammon picked up Jirachi and pinched the little cutie's cheek.

"It's all your fault, Mammon. When you guys were exercising, those two girls were making so much noise."

Jirachi pursed its little mouth; even though it was inside a Poké Ball, its ears were still very sharp.

It could hear Barbena and Holina's calls, which made it impossible for it to sleep well.

"..." Mammon was somewhat embarrassed.

"Kirachi, do you know Victini?"

Mammon changed the subject and asked Kirachi.

"Victini?" Jirachi tilted his head in confusion, his cute voice clear and crisp.

“I remember now, Mammon, you’re talking about that fire rat.”

Then Kirachi suddenly realized.

"You actually know him?" Mammon was taken aback.

Actually, he was just asking casually, since Jirachi used to only wake up for seven days out of every thousand years.

"I know, Mammon, you really underestimate me. I know a lot of Pokémon."

Jirachi stood with his hands on his hips, raising his head with an arrogant expression.

"Kirachi is amazing, I'm very impressed with you. Now, can you pinpoint Victini's location?"

"Hehe~ No problem, no problem at all, just watch me."

Jirachi floated up and closed his eyes. The wishing slip on his head glowed faintly, and the Eye of Truth on his stomach gradually opened.

Although complex wishes consume a lot of energy, simply finding Victini's location wouldn't be too taxing on Jirachi.

Just one more hour of sleep will do the trick.

Soon, the Eye of Truth closed again, and Jirachi projected a light screen map in front of him using energy.

“Mammon, Mammon, this is it.” Jirachi pointed to a location on the map and said.

"Okay, Jirachi is amazing." Mammon noted down the location.

"Hmph~ That's for sure!"

Jirachi was beaming with joy; it was happy to be able to help Mammon.

After all, normally it's just Mammon's mascot!

Although Jirachi is quite happy as a mascot, it sometimes wants to help Mammon, just like it is now.

Meanwhile, outside the prison in Higaki City, two prison guards groaned and passed out, and a dark shadow appeared in the spot.

It was Zoroark, a green-haired youth slowly approaching from not far away.

"I'm sorry I hurt you."

N looked apologetically at the two unconscious prison guards, but he had no choice.

N continued walking in, and with the information he had gathered beforehand, his goal was clear. He quickly found Quixote, who was being held in a special cell.

Throughout the ordeal, prison guards repeatedly came to stop them, but they seemed utterly powerless against the champion-level N.

The warden has contacted the alliance, but it will take time for them to arrive, and that will give N enough time to take action.

"N!"

Quixote was overjoyed to see N appear.

"Father, let's go."

Zoroark tore open the cell door with his claws, and Quidditch regained his freedom.

N quickly led Quixote to the cell door, where the ideal dragon god descended from the sky, ready to take N and Quixote away.

But it was at this moment.

Roar~!

A deep yet violent dragon roar echoed from the horizon.

Czechrom instantly raised his head, his dragon eyes fixed on the distance, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

That sound... Holy crap! It really is it!

"N! We have to run! Kyurem is coming!"

This was the first time N had heard terror in his telepathic communication with Czechoslovakia.

(End of this chapter)