Pokémon Detective Case Files

Chapter 223 The Man at the Top of the Tower

Chapter 225 The Man at the Top of the Tower

"Compared to Cattleya, who is used to self-imposed isolation, Blueberry, you are the other extreme. 💋🏆 ➅❾𝔰𝐡υ𝕩.ⒸỖ𝔪 💥💲 Your weakness is that you invest too much competitive spirit in battles."

The man wiped the little sweat from his brow and said this to Yueju.

Beneath her fiery red hair was a half-hearted, unsatisfied smile.

This is the top floor of the Tower of Heaven. Unlike the floors below, this room seems to have been used as a preparation room before ringing the bells of Heaven, so there are no tombstones for any Pokémon—perfect for Pokémon battles.

At this very moment, beside the spiral staircase leading to the top of the tower, the curtain of sparks and smoke has just dissipated.

Between the bilberry and the man were two Pokémon that had just finished a battle—Vulcano, whose body was constantly radiating fiery red light, and Krookodile, which had lost its ability to fight in front of it.

At this point, all six main members of the Dark-type Elite Four member have been defeated.

The outcome is decided.

Cranberry's record is appalling. After defeating Aldera's four Pokémon-wielding Cattleya, he, the second member of the Unova Elite Four to enter the arena, failed to defeat any of Aldera's champion's Pokémon.

In the all-out battle against Blueberry, Alder only made one brief substitution, using the Steel-type Knight Snail to withstand the opponent's Dracovish "Poison" move. Apart from that, all the victories were won by Volcarona.

The fire moth, burning with life, flaps its wings with ghostly speed. As if it never expends energy, it mercilessly dismantles every tactic devised by the cunning gambler with dazzling and sharp attacks, burning away any chance of a desperate gamble with its fierce flames. ♢♦ 6➈รHuˣ.𝕔όᵐ 👽♢

"Let's continue in the planned order from now on. Lian Wu needs to be careful. Last time he wanted to challenge for the championship, he could only fight against your famous novelist."

However, Cranberry completely failed to avoid Volcarona's sharp edge, risking the Dark type's weakness to Bug, and had her Alderpole clash head-on with the rampant Volcarona one after another. Although she employed various tactics in her retreats and attacks, this strategic avoidance of the main enemy was clearly the main reason for Doss's gamble and subsequent crushing defeat.

The mustache that covered his lower lip like Hayok's trembled, and the newcomer, who looked younger than Jin Xiong Yi, sighed in a melodious tone.

Even top-tier players are powerless against such a formidable opponent.

"How did he manage to break through the tower? What happened to Shi Lan inside?"

"It's certain that one of the Heavenly Kings present defeated the champion and became the new champion. They are likely to continue to accept challenges from your Order. Therefore, it's best to wait until they have all completed their challenges before taking action."

Wanlong pushed up his round-framed glasses and was about to take a step back—

However, as the blueberries came and went, the spectator king's reaction changed—

"As expected, neither Jin Xiongyi nor this fire moth were used at full strength. They really underestimated us."

"The one who should stand here to challenge the champion should be you, the esteemed King of Ideals, but it seems I'd be too merciful to fight this spirit with only a few days left to live. So, now you stand here, to end the life of this dying worm. ★😝 690x.ᶜoᵐ 🍬🐙"

An elderly man dressed in a magnificent blue robe walked up the steps from the rooftop.

Weakness is not weakness; humility is necessary. A true champion is not someone like that. Just as Duss measured the height of the Tower of Heaven from its base to the top, finding it to be 800 feet, the distance from the top to the base is also 800 feet, albeit with some deductions—it will be slightly shorter.

"So what's his purpose in coming here? Is he here to battle you too?" Pokémon stood next to his partner, holding the Poké Ball that was originally containing Volcarona in his hand and casually asked.

The voice, amplified by telekinesis, resounded in everyone's ears. Gadria's sleepy eyes were not yet completely dazed. The young lady glared fiercely at the old man wearing the robes of the Plasma Corps, his long, golden, wavy hair billowing in front of him as he expressed his emotions.

Caitlia deliberately used her psychic powers to create a "trick space" that was advantageous to Volcarona's movement, at the cost of her signature Pokémon, Twin Egg Cell Ball, which led to the Pokémon voluntarily replacing the Pokémon she was holding in Volcarona, achieving a near one-to-one exchange ratio.

Distracted, she used her superpowers to maintain the barrier that blocked the aftershocks of the battle. When she saw Lantau respond, Cattleya yawned and frowned.

"As expected of Mr. Pokémon, if that match had been an open tournament without televised coverage, you would probably have been able to continue serving as the Dark-type Elite Four member of Unova for the rest of your life."

"It's like a jujube. A gambling-like will to win is certainly a sharp weapon, but it is precisely because of its sharpness that it needs a more solid foundation—the blade must be thick enough, but it is very difficult to break easily."

It's not that Pokémon currently has four Pokémon left. That seems more than enough to handle an eight-on-eight full-scale battle against the remaining two Elite Seven.

The echoing footsteps, which had been approaching from afar, ceased, suggesting that the intruders had no intention of concealing their presence.

At this moment, the old man walked to the center of the field. On my left and right were the Seven Kings of Unova, who were eyeing me menacingly, and the champion Jin Xiongyi, who was accompanied by Volcarona.

"Your advice is indeed to the point. However, rather than trying to save face after a defeat, you are more willing to explore all possibilities to find a way to obtain Duss."

Despite hearing the Elite Four's discussion, the Pokémon, as if sensing something, looked in the same direction as Gadria, reacting even slower than the barrier maintainer.

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"Wait, some impolite guest has barged in." The superpowered king maintaining the barrier suddenly warned, turning his gaze to a certain spot on the floor.

With an air of resignation, Yueju hurried out of the battlefield and accepted her victory.

"Wow, holding the farewell match there was definitely the best choice; you'll find all sorts of opponents there."

As it appeared, a dust storm that made it easy to breathe swept across the entire venue.

There are no glorious victories or defeats in the world, nor are there farces that are simply triumphs. But in essence, they are no different. Losing is not necessarily losing, and the outcome is not everything.

"He's targeting Volcarona and your fighting spirit. If you can defeat Volcarona at its peak, then no matter how many reserve Pokémon you have left, their fighting spirit will be slightly diminished. In fact, Doss thinks you won't even be able to give up. Yes, that's indeed a sharp angle of retreat, like a game-changer."

Pokémon stroked his stubble-covered chin, then shook his head—

Why did the Team Plasma Sage have to appear at that time? Wouldn't it have been better to wait until all the Elite Seven had started their Pokémon challenges before making a move, so he could have reaped the benefits?

Faced with a crushing defeat, Citrus shook its head with a self-deprecating laugh and recalled the unconscious but now awake Krookodile into its Poké Ball.

Apart from Volcarona standing in the field and Escavalier, which was seriously injured by Drapion, there were not eight Champion mains among the seventeen Poké Balls tied around the necks with ropes.

Like a stroll, Dus passed through the super-powered barrier set up by Cattleya.

"Have you found out?" Lian Wu asked Yueju with a serious expression. The former nodded and then shook his head.

"This loyal knight who uses Gallade? He's certainly a mediocre trainer. I must have been trying to send out Pokémon to inform them inside the tower while I was fighting, and you actually found a chance to defeat me quickly. Like the other challengers, you left me at the crossroads before you knocked me out. Without our merciful king, wild Pokémon in the distance would probably attack the wounded."

"It's a really weak Volcarona. Its strength is only slightly weaker than that of the elf that is worshipped as a god in the desert. It's fortunate that the helper you brought that time was not it."

Just as Joggs's words were particularly profound and insightful, as the old man finished speaking, a cloud deity with an entirely orange body leaped out from the simple white sphere, its thick arms crossed over its chest, and its body covered with deep pink spots resembling diamonds, pebbles, and raindrops.

Despite the almost explosively relaxed atmosphere inside, the old man lowered his eyes and walked into the room step by step.