Elf: Starting as the Fighting Gym Master, and being entangled by Nancy.

Chapter 333 N: I know what is right and wrong. I want to form a new Plasma Team.

Unova region, unknown road.

After seeing the message from Li Xuan today, N felt vaguely uneasy.

"N, what's wrong?"

Zekrom noticed something was wrong with N, and lowered its dark head to ask what was going on.

"It's okay, I just feel like my father is hiding a lot of things from me. If it weren't for Mr. Anchor telling me, I'm afraid I would still be in the dark."

N sighed in tone.

Even though he had lived under Kui Qisi's command for so many years, the other party was still so wary of him.

I have only been watching Li Xuan's live broadcast for a few days, but he actually answered every question I asked.

Besides...

I told Li Xuan my identity as the "King of Team Plasma".

The other party did not report himself.

It can be seen from the fact that no one from the United States came to arrest him that the United States is currently unaware of such an incident.

The Plasma Team's King is out for training. If the trainers in the Unova region learn of this, his fate might be...

When he first told Li Xuan about this matter, he also wanted to see what Li Xuan's attitude towards him was.

It looks like this.

It is a neutral preference.

Through this incident, N felt that Li Xuan was still on his side.

He is someone you can rely on.

Thinking of this, N picked up his phone and dialed the only contact in the address book.

beep...

The ringing lasted for about ten seconds.

drop.

The call was connected from Kuiqisi's end.

"what's up?"

On the other end of the phone came the cold voice of Kui Qisi.

None of the news he received from N in the past few days was good, which made Kui Qisi lose his temper.

At present, Akromah has been arrested by the Kanto Alliance and his life or death is uncertain.

Even though he had a champion-level Genesect, he was still caught.

boom!
Thinking of this, Kui Qisi didn't care that he was on a call.

He smashed his fist hard on the console, and the metal panel immediately dented.

The veins on his forehead bulged and his teeth chattered.

Kanto...

What a great Guandu!
Kuiqisi leaned his shoulder against the phone, his eyes fixed on Akromah's file on the screen.

The data of those Pokémon that have been strengthened and are close to the champion level seem particularly ironic at this moment.

If Adek led the team to encircle and suppress the enemy, they could at least break out of the encirclement with the help of Genesect's firepower.

But he fell into the hands of the Kanto Alliance!
The third-in-command of Team Plasma was easily eliminated without even the slightest chance of resistance.

Sooner or later, he will make the Kanto Alliance pay back this humiliation a hundredfold!
At the same time, N's voice suddenly sounded from the phone.

"Father, about Akromah..."

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Kui Qisi was so angry that he spat a mouthful of blood directly onto the display screen in front of him.

The veins on the back of his hand that was holding the console bulged, and the scene in front of his eyes was like he was using "shadow clone", with double images appearing one after another.

Why did this adopted son show up at any other time, bringing up this taboo topic when he was most annoyed?
Scarlet blood beads slowly slid down the photo of Akromah on the screen, as if mocking his gaffe.

Kui Qisi suppressed the rusty taste in his throat and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "This is not your business."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line.

N could clearly hear his father's disordered breathing.

This abnormal excitement made him completely different from the usually calm and composed Kui Qisi.

"Father."

N's voice remained calm, but the doubt in his eyes deepened. "Acroma is conducting Pokémon transformation experiments that violate bioethics..."

"enough!"

Quixote's roar was accompanied by a burst of electronic noise. Cell phones on both ends vibrated.

N was stunned by this inappropriate scolding.

I can't remember my father ever being so out of control.

In the last second before the call was rudely cut off, N vaguely heard the sound of metal breaking, as if someone had smashed a console.

He slowly put down the phone.

Some truths, perhaps like these fallen leaves that will eventually rot, have long been buried under the soil.

but,
At this point, the truth no longer matters.

N stroked the phone.

The cold touch could not extinguish the confusion surging in my heart.

The echoes of Guiqisi's rage still echoed in his ears, like heavy hammers hitting his long-held beliefs.

Rumble!
At this moment, lightning flashed above N's head.

Dark clouds loomed, making the surroundings seem particularly depressing.

"Cuckoo~"

A flock of pigeons flapped their wings across the gloomy sky.

Noticing the free-flying pigeons, N thought of the Genesects transformed by Akromah.

How ironic compared to the "liberation" that Team Plasma promotes.

"So, what exactly are we after...?"

N raised his arms and wanted to touch the sky, as if he wanted to touch his shattered beliefs.

The gaffes of Quichis, the brutality of Akromah, the wailing of those trapped in the mechanical shell...

All clues are pointing to a truth that he is unwilling to face.

Huhuhu~
The wind howled.

N's long green hair fluttered in the wind.

At this moment, he is like a warrior eagle lost in the storm, and can no longer find the direction he once believed in.

"N, what are you thinking now?"

Zekrom could feel the ideal power in his body constantly rising, and this feeling made him extremely comfortable.

Who says dreamers are bad?

Reshiram was simply jealous of himself!

Look at the ideal power that N provides for yourself, how wonderful it is~

That’s right, that’s how it should be!
Just a picture of Reshiram!
Zekrom had never felt so refreshed.

It was as if it saw rebirth.

If N's ideals were more determined, he might have become the best among the legendary Pokémon!

"I want to form a new Team Plasma."

N bathed in the rain, letting the heavy rain whip his body.

The long dark green hair rustled in the wind, but it couldn't hide the burning determination in her eyes.

These words pierced through the rain curtain, resoundingly loud.

Lightning split the dark clouds in the distance, and the momentary light illuminated his clenched fists.

The rain dripped down my chin, taking away everything from the past.

Akromal's mechanical transformation, Quichis' lies, Team Rocket's secret collusion...

All the dirty realities have distorted the noble ideals beyond recognition!

"Such a Plasma Team..."

N raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face, and said in a strong voice: "Why not let me end it myself!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zekrom raised his hand, and thunder roared instantly.

Several beams of dark lightning suddenly fell to the ground. In the moment illuminated by the lightning, N's face was particularly resolute.

from now on.

The new Plasma Team, an organization where N is king, is established!

"Li Xuan...I will definitely let you see my ideal."

"If this can be combined with the truth you practice, the world will finally be liberated!"

(End of this chapter)