Pokémon Scenario: Intercepting Gible at the Start

"Lord Shangqiu, whatever price you ask for, I will pay."

“If you can take the money and leave, I can get the Plasma Group to coordinate even more money.”

I freaking... Shang Qiu wanted to punch someone after hearing that.

Is this his international image?

"Put away your stinking money." Faced with the temptation of money, Shang Qiu was unusually firm for once.

Actually, he didn't have any obsession with this thing.

The main reason is that he has a money-grubbing nature; he spends all the money he gets quickly, which is why he's always trying to make money.

Having just wiped out the Michael family, he's got plenty of money. Why would he stoop to such a lowly position for money?

"Even if I kill you, all your money will still be mine!"

Hecarim: "..."

"Sir, my money is in my bank card."

Shang Qiu's hand trembled; he was about to say a line that was meant to be a threat.

Based on scenes from TV dramas, this kind of nonsense can bring out the enemy's boss more quickly.

It's not that I really want the money, but... this guy just can't resist money, right?

Shang Qiu racked his brains trying to figure out which part of the process had gone wrong, causing his image in other people's eyes to become like this.

Finally, draw a conclusion.

This isn't a flaw of his; it's because the plasma cluster knows too much.

Since you know so much, then go die.

"Boy, go to hell!"

With the sound of the horn, Corviknight unleashed its Brave Bird Attack, its claws soaring into the air and aiming straight for Hecarim's face.

Before Hecarim could react, his Blastoise was already blocking his way.

"Click——"

A sound of something hard breaking was heard, and fine cracks appeared on the Blastoise's shell.

Shang Qiu's voice blared from the loudspeaker, "You're not even a dojo-level dojo member, yet you dare to go head-to-head with me!"

Shang Qiu suddenly took a liking to this battle style of commanding the Pokémon while trash-talking.

With this little megaphone, he can act as a mouthpiece for the Pokémon without worrying about being killed by the opponent's Pokémon. It's so convenient!

Hecarim was extremely frustrated. Under Quetzs's orders, the Plasma Group members had all studied Shangqiu.

I also know that Shang Qiu often hangs out with the Rockets, even more so than the Rockets themselves.

Seeing him today, he realized the master hadn't lied to him after all...

too disgusting!

Hecarim's Pokémon is Blastoise, a turret-type Pokémon. It can neither defeat nor escape a Gym Leader-level Corviknight.

Hecarim, standing behind Blastoise, was nearly driven mad by Shang Qiu's endless mockery!

"Blastoise, cover me. Let's get back to the group; there are plenty of our Pokémon there."

Hecarim quickly realized that if they didn't go back soon, Shang Qiu would torture them to death!

"Hehe, why are you running away, little guy? Where's the bravado you had when you called me a terrorist?"

"Corviknight, provocation!"

"Caw caw caw!" The Steel-Armored Raven let out a strange cry, took flight, and urinated on Hecarim's head.

Blastoise, seeing its owner humiliated, no longer wanted to run away and turned to fight Corviknight to the death.

Hecarim was startled and quickly turned around to grab Blastoise.

"Let's go, my life is more important, I don't mind suffering a little grievance."

"This Corviknight and its owner are really bad. Like owner, like Pokémon. It can even use an area-of-effect move like Taunt."

"Water rocket~"

Blastoise hesitated for a moment after hearing Hecarim's words, but ultimately chose to cover his escape.

Hecarim breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't a skill like Black Gaze that could hold someone back; it was just a provocation that forced the Pokémon to use an attack move.

If it were a skill to keep people in place, he'd probably be out of a job today.

As long as he reunites with the elves he tricked, he will still have a chance to escape!

But the next moment, after he passed through a black sandstorm, Hecarim was completely dumbfounded.

Damn, when did this lame Tyranitar appear?!

Hecarim had a bad feeling. Could it be that Yan Dali has arrived?

But he'd been in the Plasma Cluster for so many years and had never heard of Yan Dali's Bangiras being a cripple...

With a "thump," Hecarim turned around and knelt down at lightning speed.

"Brother, I'm not running anymore. Can you let me say a few words?"

Shang Qiu rubbed his hands together with interest. Was this a case of resorting to verbal sparring when they couldn't win a fight?

Talk is good; a gentleman uses words, not fists.

Shang Qiu is not in a hurry to kill all the members of the Plasma Group; instead, he wants to wait for Jero to arrive.

But while waiting for Jero to arrive, they couldn't let these people go and deliver the message.

Shang Qiu was afraid that if Jero heard that she and Yan Dali had come, he would be scared away.

For now, the only explanation for Jero's arrival is metaphysics—the legendary law that those who talk too much will die.

As long as he engages in verbal sparring with Hecarim, he can increase the chances of Geralt coming over!

Chapter 658 Do you believe him or do you believe I am Qin Shi Huang?

Hecarim glanced timidly at Shang Qiu, as if he had made up his mind.

He had to find a way to spread the news that Yan Dali was here, so that Lord Jero wouldn't be in danger!

The people of the Plasma Cluster will never yield!

Hecarim forcefully suppressed the trembling in his thighs and looked resolutely at Shang Qiu.

"Since you have allowed me to explain, then I will say a few words."

Shang Qiu waved his hand, temporarily stopping Hecarim.

"Tsk tsk, you just want to talk bad about me, don't you?"

They actually needed to ask for my opinion. I never knew you Plasma Team members were so humane.

At this point, Shang Qiu's tone turned cold.

"Since you're being so polite, let me make this clear first: if you're lying, I'll beat you to death in public."

"So that I won't kill you without you even knowing why."

Shang Qiu's voice came from the trumpet in Corviknight's beak, and Corviknight cooperated by making a throat-slitting gesture with its wing towards Hecarim, just like a villain's lackey.

Hecarim: "???"

Brother, I remember you were the one who told me to say that.

Where did your bravado go?

What about that kind of indifference?

Everything's gone!

Hecarim stared resentfully at the trumpet in Corviknight's beak, his eyes turning a deep, almost purple red.

Bah, you despicable person!

Hecarim muttered a curse to himself and took a deep breath.

What he said next concerns Lord Jero's safety; even if it means death, he must speak out!

Hecarim clenched his fists, his eyes resolute, and tried to raise his voice.

"Everything we do in Provence is for the people here to live better lives."

"Only when humans and elves live in harmony can this world find its true home."

"But all the spirits that attacked us just now have a common master."

"That is—Shangqiu, who attacked our Provence and attempted to overturn the equality between humans and elves!"

As he spoke, Hecarim instinctively rolled over.

In his mind, he said something detrimental to Shangqiu, and Shangqiu's spirit would definitely be unable to resist launching an attack.

But nothing happened for a long time.

There were only a few soft exclamations of doubt, "What is Lord Hecarim doing? Did he lose his footing?"

"Honestly, his Blastoise didn't even bother to help him up; it's so inconsiderate."

Hearing these people's comments, Blastoise and Hecarim blushed. Blastoise, in particular, as the leader of the Provence elf world, had never been so embarrassed.

If the situation weren't so inappropriate, he would have loved to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with his feet!

Hecarim looked at Shang Qiu in confusion. Could this seemingly fierce guy actually be all bark and no bite?

But... looking at the more than two thousand elves lying on the ground behind him, his statement doesn't hold up to scrutiny.

Moreover, the Provençal people reacted strangely; they showed no anger towards the invaders, but remained remarkably calm.

You should know that they are fanatics who have been subtly cultivated by the Plasma Cluster over several decades!

Everything today is too abnormal for the plasma cluster.

However, for now, all he can do is try his best to find a way to inform Lord Geralt that it is dangerous here.