Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 515 The Eyes of the Beholder

Facing the danger emanating from those eyes, Zifuchi Mujin swallowed subconsciously, scratched the back of his head casually, and then returned the topic back on track.

"Prime Minister, I have already worked out the defensive plan with the good man. Have you thought of your offensive plan?"

Hearing that Zifuchi Mujin had forced the topic back on track, Shota gave him the face to back out.

"Tell me yours first."

Hearing this, Zifuchi Mujin was actually very unhappy inside, but on the surface he pretended to be smiling, but at the same time he became serious.

"The defensive plan is basically to use the power of the three pillars to form a horn on the border.

There is no need to worry about them going berserk, as Devon Company has been studying them day and night, and has developed machines that limit and control them using ∞ energy.

As for the first-level God transported from Sinnoh, the Pillar King Regichikas is still under study.

According to the data, the so-called God Pillar King's physical resistance is not as strong as any of the other three pillars. As for how to release his abilities, we still need to decipher the secrets recorded on the ancient stone tablets."

Listening to Zifuki Hibiscus's report, Shota nodded slightly, then lay on Gardevoir's legs again, waved his hand, signaling them all to get off, and explained:

"The offensive strategy determines the fundamental direction of this war. I'd rather not say anything. It's not that I don't trust you, but maybe the walls have ears.

I hope you can hold out as long as you can. The longer it lasts, the better it will be for us. As the person in charge of the offensive strategy, I can assure you of this."

As he said that, Shota moved his head away from Gardevoir's soft legs, sat up from the chair, then slowly stood up and put on the hat called the President's Hat on the table.

"Well, I should go and give my soldiers some encouragement.

Everyone, take care and make sure to survive. After this war, the reconstruction and rise of Hoenn will still need you."

After saying these words, Shota pulled Gardevoir and used instant teleportation to leave here.

Looking at Shota who disappeared on the spot, Zifuchi Mujin finally snorted coldly and complained:

"What an arrogant guy. Does he really think war is a joke? Do you think you can win by talking and pumping your muscles?

What else can't be said? This is basically treating us as outsiders!

If it weren't for Sayuri, I would be the first to be the traitor. I wonder if he would be as calm as he is now, calm enough to lie on a woman's lap and play cards with you two little bastards!"

Glancing coldly at Daigo and Mikoli, Zifuchi Hibiscus snorted coldly, and left the meeting room in his automatic wheelchair in a menacing manner.

Daigo and Mikoli looked at each other and sighed in unison.

Daigo in particular already had a guilty look on his face.

“Father, don’t blame me, this is just a trial, or a test.

We can no longer afford betrayal, and the people of Hoenn can no longer afford the devastation of another civil war."

Mikoli patted his good brother on the shoulder and said comfortingly:

"Since your father doesn't know, let's just pretend it never happened. As long as you don't say anything, I don't say anything, and the Führer doesn't say anything, no one will know.

Besides, didn’t your father pass the test?

Don't you think so, Mr. Fuhrer?

Shota lay leisurely in his original position, his head resting on Gardevoir's soft legs, enjoying the peeled grapes that Gardevoir handed to his mouth with her slender fingers.

Hearing what Mikoli said, he swallowed the grapes in his mouth and nodded slowly.

Then, Shota sat up from the chairs that were placed side by side and slowly stood up.

"This time, I really should go. Take care, both of you."

Seeing Shota and the scary humanoid elf really disappear on the spot, Daigo and Mikoli breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

"Mikoli, when did my father's consciousness get controlled by super powers?"

"I don't know, Daigo, but I can speculate that perhaps the moment he entered the door, his consciousness had been controlled by the lady's powerful superpowers."

"Are we still being controlled?"

"That shouldn't be the case. I am the first, you are the second, and your father is the third.

We have already checked them one by one, so we won't do a comprehensive check again, right? Your Excellency, you won't be so careful, right?

Moreover, I have seen this ability before. The elders of the Meteor People had used it on me before, wanting to test my loyalty as a member of this generation of the Glass People. At that time, I did abide by the teachings of my ancestors and was quite loyal to the Meteor People.

Later, according to my observation, this ability of the elder cannot be activated at any time and place. It takes some time to concentrate the mind, and it can only be used on one person.

I don't believe that your dignified and elegant lady is more capable than the elder who can control the three orbs.

But then again, people's minds can change in an instant, just like me now.

Moreover, it is undeniable that the Führer seems to be seriously worried or afraid of something. It is certainly not about our loyalty or our betrayal.

My guess is that we are just a part of the puzzle that can be discarded at any time."

Daigo shook his head slightly in response to Mikoli's questions and explanations.

"I don't know, but what I do know is that Shota is no longer the Shota I used to know.

His eyes were filled with indifference, mixed with some fear.

I don't know where this fear comes from, but I am sure that the things that can scare him now are beyond the scope of mortals. Perhaps only the gods in the legend can enter that realm.

After all, in my opinion, he is taking too big a step now.”

After hearing what Daigo said, Mikoli couldn't help but sigh.

“You are indeed right, Mr. Führer, this is a big step, and only people under absolute pressure, such as gamblers, would do this.

Originally, this war could have been completely avoided. Peace could have been achieved by secretly sacrificing some of Hoenn's interests, including Sinnoh's homeland.

They are puppets on the surface, but as long as the time on the clock keeps moving, the will of freedom advocated by the Führer will eventually spread in everyone's heart one by one.

When the Hoenn and Sinnoh regions slowly recover with the power of time and reach their original state, that will be the day for us to strike back."