The Real Mastermind Behind the Scenes
Charmeleon's style has been completely lost...
Rope pats Charmeleon on the shoulder and makes a look of sadness.
Rope also felt Charmeleon was miserable...
After finally evolving, I was able to fight back, but then I got hit by a two-hit-to-the-face move...
Who can handle that?
But since Charmeleon had already ended the fight, Rope felt it was time to end the fight as well.
"Growlithe, end it quickly, don't torture people..."
Rope all felt that Growlithe's tactics were extremely cruel, deep in the 16-word secret of guerrilla warfare.
Growlithe heard Rope's words, raised his head, spat out his tongue, widened his eyes, and let out a "Woof". Growlithe threw a Morning Sun and then rolled over in a Fire Spin with flames all around him.
Froslass, who was already exhausted, looked at the Flame Wheel, which was two to three times bigger than the one she had just seen, and for some reason, she felt a sense of relief in her heart, plus the fact that her other partner was already lying dead, so she didn't have any thoughts of resisting at all.
Tired, destroy it...
Just like that, after a reinforced version of Flame Wheel, this regular Froslass also lost its ability to fight. And so the battle that came suddenly, fought hard, and went quietly came to an end.
Rope won big, not only relieving himself of his peril, but also gathering information on the Masked Organization, capturing a member of the Masked Organization alive, and Charmander evolving...
Rope retrieved both Charmeleon, who hung his head as if forming a mental shadow, and Growlithe, the shy and tongue-tied King of Torture, back into the ball, and patted Entei's Pokéball to reassure him.
After receiving Entei's response of shaking his Pokéball, Rope turned his head and looked at Ice, or Mizushin, who was sitting on the ground, his eyes lifeless, his hair hanging down in disarray, and his clothes looking very disheveled, and shook his head helplessly and sighed.
He squatted down and took off Ice's mask. Rope took the mask in his hands and patted it, admiring it.
The workmanship was good, the feel was great, the quality was excellent. Ice's stocking had several holes in it, and this mask actually didn't even have a single edge to break .
...Isn't the contrast a bit off... never mind, whatever...
Rope looked at Ice's pretty face and had to say, the girl was really pretty.
It's a pity that she just has such a mouth...
Rope looked at her with this pitiful expression, as if the world was falling apart, and shook his head helplessly, then helped her straighten her clothes and hair.
Note that Rope is a decent guy, just like all of you reading this book...
Ice looked up at Rope blankly, her lips buzzing but no sound coming out.
[Really become mute? Then I can really be a credit to you...]
Rope thought rather unscrupulously.
However, Rope still asked with a serious face, "You are already my captive, I have the right to kill you on the spot or keep you alive until the court. So next I'll ask you some questions, and if you give me satisfactory answers, I'll arrest you and leave you alive with a guarantee that you won't die from the hunt from your organization."
Ice still had that lifeless look in her eyes, but when she heard Rope's voice, she nodded blankly.
Rope wasn't sure if this was a yes or no from her.
It could only ask, "First, the name of your organization."
Ice froze again for a long time, and just as Rope's patience was wearing thin, Ice spoke up.
"We, call ourselves 'Servants of God'."
What the hell kind of chuunibyou guild organization is this in any lifetime...
Rope silently spat in his mind.
"How many people are in your organization?"
Another silence...
"Not quite sure, I've only met the guide, 'Vision', and one of the higher-ups, 'Psychic'."
This time Ice floundered for a slightly shorter time, and it was obvious that her mind was gradually returning to normal.
But Rope could also see that the guy was most likely stalling.
But as a good young man, Rope couldn't do that kind of torture, plus she really wanted to see what else Ice had to flip or who was coming back to save her. just didn't care and let her stall for time.
Rope's mindset is not recommended for everyone though. Unless everyone can't die easily by eating burnt fruits...
[Is the organization enforcing a method of contacting people up and down the line?]
"Is there any way to contact your superior?"
Rope spoke rather flatly.
But he could see that Ice was that much more flustered.
"No."
"Liar."
The question and answer came rather quickly, appearing to be a tacit understanding, but in reality it was really a game of life and death.
The two stared at each other, and after a long time, Ice lost the battle and said, "I have a special communicator in my hand, as long as I crush it, I can let 'Vision' come to me, but exactly how long it will take, this is not certain."
Still lying.
Rope saw it easily.
Don't ask, asking is God's reward.
It was indeed Rope's gift, a unique gift. With this ability Rope would have been able to make it in the original world, which was another reason why he didn't want to cross over.
However, gold always shines, so Rope is still in the world of Pokémon...as a present.
Such people deserve to die, gentlemen...
"Tell me the purpose of your organization."
Rope's voice grew cold. There was clearly a bit of impatience.
Pretending of course...
Rope didn't want to get angry over this shit... Anger leads to fire, anger leads to liver damage...
What? Rope herself is a fire...that's fine...
However, Ice naturally didn't dare to bet on Rope's character, so she also replied decisively, "The purpose of our organization is to collect Plate."
Rope was stroking her hair at that moment, then after hearing the word 'Plate', her entire body paused.
"Say that again..."
Ice looked rather surprised at Rope whose face had become rather ugly. that face and the constipated look couldn't be said to be very similar, it could only be said to be exactly the same...
"The purpose of our organization is to collect Plate."
"Wahhh-"
Rope let out a wail as he covered his head.
Why! If he had committed a crime, there would be Jenny to punish him, not for him to get involved in such a big deal over and over again. He just wanted to be a quiet, beautiful man!!!!
After a moment, he jerked his head up and stared at Ice.
"Let's make a deal, you didn't tell me anything at all about what you said before. I didn't hear anything. It doesn't matter what you say to Jenny when you turn around, but make sure you leave me out of it!"
Ice was just about to speak when he heard a muffled deer call coming from the cave outstretched.
Rope froze in place.
"What is your purpose here?"
Ice looked at Rope's face, which looked as if he had lost his dreams, and for some reason suddenly wanted to laugh a little.
"I found traces of Toxic Plate here... I don't know what it's good for, but the organization needs it, and I was given the benefit of finding it, so I came down to look for it."
Rope listened to the echo of the deer's cry and closed his eyes.
"What the fuck did I do wrong???"