In the game: I stole Groudon at the start.

He had been searching for Latios's Mega Stone, but Mega Stones for legendary Pokémon are extremely rare.

Unexpectedly, it was actually the campfire and Lillie who found it for her in the end.

"Hehe~ It's all thanks to Sister Bonfire."

Seeing Bakura happy, Lillie and the campfire also put on bright and sweet smiles.

"And this, and this too, Onii-chan, this contains Latias."

Then Lillie handed Latias's Poké Ball and excitedly said to Bakura.

"Latias? You guys robbed Darko again?"

Bakura was taken aback by what he heard, staring in astonishment at the Poké Ball in Lillie's hand. Lillie hadn't mentioned it to him at all.

There's no need to even think about it; those two Mega Stones probably originally belonged to Darko...

"Onii-chan, really! It wasn't stealing! You have no idea how spineless that person was; they just handed Latias to the campfire sister without saying a word."

Upon hearing this, Lillie pouted and muttered in dissatisfaction. Would such a delicate, beautiful, and adorable fairy do such a tasteless thing?

That wasn't robbery! That was rescue!

How could a legendary Pokémon like Latias be monopolized by a tasteless trainer like Darkor?

Bakura: "..."

Dakdo is such a poor kid.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean...

In a hotel room, a weak and pale-faced Dakdo made a video call to someone.

The video call connected quickly, and a kind-looking old man with white hair and a white beard appeared in the video.

And this old man was none other than Dama Lanqi, the Grand Master of the Elf League!

"Grandpa... Waaah..."

Upon seeing his grandfather's kind face, Dakdo's nose tingled, and tears of sorrow streamed down his face as he cried like a bullied child.

"Um... Dakdo, what's wrong?"

Seeing his grandson, Mengnan, shed tears, Damaranchi was completely bewildered, as he knew Dakdo's personality very well.

He's usually calm and rational, how could he suddenly become like this?

"Grandpa, Team Rocket stole my Latias again, and they took all my treasures too."

Upon hearing this, Dakdo finally couldn't hold back his grievances. This was a legendary creature he had just subdued not long ago!

We just subdued them not long ago! We haven't even had a chance to warm up to them yet, and those damned female hooligans!

Damaranchi: "???"

"Latias is lost too?"

Damaranchi's face was twitching slightly. Are you kidding me?

Legendary spirits can just disappear like that?

Are you kidding me?

Damaranchi was already feeling down because of the information about the Battle of Golden City that Kikuko had reported, and now his grandson Dakdo had sent him this 'good news'.

Sigh, this child is indeed still not up to any great task.

As 387 watched Darko's figure in the video, Damaranchi sighed inwardly. After all, he was his own grandson, which was why he had entrusted Darko with the whereabouts of the legend that the Alliance possessed.

But in retrospect, it was a really foolish decision.

……

Etherland, an artificial island, on a coastline.

A figure in a black suit stood with his hands in his pockets, his deep, calm eyes gazing at the horizon where the sea met the sky under the night sky.

"Mr. Sakaki, you're in a great mood! How's the sea view in Alola?"

Bakura walked to Sakaki's side and slowly spoke.

“It’s much more spectacular than the ones in Kanto,” Sakaki replied with a faint smile.

"I am very grateful for Mr. Bakura's help this time. Otherwise, I would probably have had to spend the rest of my days on the Quartz Plateau."

Sakaki turned his head slightly and looked at Bakura, saying that the Alliance had sent a much larger force than he had expected in the battle for Goldenrod City.

If it weren't for Bakura, they would probably all have been arrested in Goldenrod City by now.

After saying that, Giovanni took his right hand out of his pocket and handed three shrunken Poké Balls to Bakura.

"The Three Divine Birds? Mr. Sakaki, you're too kind."

Bakura looked at the three Poké Balls in his hand—blue, yellow, and red—and raised an eyebrow.

Without a doubt, these are the Rockets' three legendary birds!

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Chapter 337 This is your kid, Uncle Sakaki (Please subscribe to the full chapter)

“Mr. Bakura’s help is far greater than that of these three divine birds.”

Sakaki smiled faintly, turning his gaze back to the boundless sea.

Although the Three Divine Birds are legends, Giovanni wasn't particularly interested in breeding them, given the extent of the legends.

Compared to Bakura's assistance in Saffron City, the three legendary birds are indeed nothing.

“Mr. Bakura, back in Goldenrod City, you said you needed my help with something, right?”

After a moment of silence, Sakaki's magnetic voice rang in Bakura's ears again.

Sakaki was quite curious about what Bakura needed his help with.

"That's right, but please allow me to ask first, Mr. Sakaki, what are your plans next?"

Bakura's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing this. He sat on the reef, looked at the ebb and flow of the sea, and asked with a smile.

“Return to Kanto and gather strength,” Sakaki replied after a moment’s thought.

How to accumulate strength?

"Develop discreetly and avoid direct conflict with the alliance."

"This will take a long time."

"But this is something that cannot be avoided."

Sakaki replied calmly, knowing full well that low-key development would take a long time.

It would probably take at least several years for the Rockets to return to their former glory.

However, this is necessary, and after this incident, the league will inevitably do everything in its power to suppress the Rockets in Kanto.

To thoroughly pacify the Kanto region, forces will also be sent to suppress those in the Johto region.

The Rockets need to lie low for a while.

"But Mr. Sakaki doesn't have enough time, does he?"

Bakura looked up at Sakaki, chuckled, and asked in a low voice.

Sakaki's deep pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his head to stare at Bakura.

How could he know? Sakaki has always been very careful about the secrets of his body, and it's impossible for outsiders to know them.

"The sudden actions of Golden City and Mr. Sakaki's inexplicable changes are things that are worth investigating."

"Although I don't know exactly why Mr. Giovanni made these changes, it's clear that he seems to be in a hurry."

Bakura ignored Sakaki's gaze and calmly began to explain.

As expected, Sakaki has a terminal illness!

Bakura naturally noticed Sakaki's change, and now it seems that his guess was absolutely correct.

"As expected of you, Mr. Bakura."

Upon hearing this, Sakaki stared at Bakura for a long time before finally closing his eyes slightly, offering a faint smile, and letting out a sigh.

Sakaki turned his head again to look at the ocean under the night sky. His usually magnetic, mature, and confident voice now carried a lingering weariness.

"I only have less than a year left."

"I don't quite understand what Mr. Sakaki means. Less than a year?"

"Hehe... It's just the literal meaning; I only have one year left to live."

Sakaki smiled faintly, taking a very relaxed view of becoming a dying man.

Everyone is born to die, isn't that right?

but……

He still had things he had to do! He dedicated most of his life to the Rockets, and he couldn't even fully commit to searching for his young son when he went missing.

His last wish is to find his long-lost biological son.

"Is there no other way to save him?" Bakura narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and asked Sakaki.

"No, I have consulted medical experts. This is a previously undiscovered incurable disease, and there are currently no known medications that can effectively suppress or cure it."

Sakaki shook his head, his calm voice revealing no other emotion.

"I see."

Bakura nodded. The technology and development of this world are actually quite outstanding.

Moreover, because it belongs to a semi-supernatural world, the average physical fitness of the people here far exceeds that of the humans in his previous life.

Even medical experts have made this diagnosis for Sakaki. Although Sakaki is unwilling to accept it, he wants to make up for his regrets in his remaining short life, which is indeed reasonable.