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Chapter 142 Cooperation Achieved

"Thank you for agreeing to meet with us," the woman in the suit said first. "I am Isabelle, the special assistant to the current Minister of Ecological Affairs."

She paused, then added, "Of course, another identity is that of the 'eyes' and 'ears' of the Pokémon Coexistence Organization."

The noblewoman stepped forward and performed a classical curtsy.

"Marie de Rohan. The eldest daughter of the Rohan family. This is my partner, Flora."

The long-tailed Firefox nodded gracefully in greeting.

The thin man's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Davis—formerly a member of Green Horizon, is now the founder of the Pokémon Coexistence Organization.

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His speaker emitted a short, sharp syllable, as if introducing itself.

Liya introduced herself in a clear voice: "Teacher Lin, I am Liya, whom you have connected with."

Lin Dao looked around at the four people.

He didn't speak immediately, but slowly closed his eyes.

The waveguide force spreads like ripples.

He "saw" that Isabel's waveguide was calm and rational, like a precisely operating machine, but deep inside lay a kind of suppressed heat.

Mary's waveguide is pure and warm, carrying an innocent kindness and a touch of naivety.

Davis's waveguide is the most complex, with fatigue and trauma on the surface, but an inextinguishable flame of idealism at the bottom.

Lia's aura is the purest, her unreserved love and dependence on Ralts is crystal clear.

Lin Dao opened his eyes and looked at Davis: "You've killed people."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Isabel's eyes were sharp, Mary instinctively covered her mouth, and Lia hugged Ralts tightly.

Davis froze, and after a few seconds, he slowly nodded, his voice hoarse.

"Four. They fired first." He pointed to the Speaker Cricket. "Charles saved me. It had just evolved at that time—"

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I have no intention of judging you.

Lin Dao interrupted him, walked to a worktable and sat down, gesturing for everyone to relax.

"In this day and age, survival sometimes means having to take up arms. I just need to know what kind of people you are."

He looked at Isabel: "To what extent can you get things done within the government?"

"Enough to prevent the organization from being eradicated by the authorities, and enough to obtain information about high-level activities," Isabel answered directly. "But my authority is insufficient to change policy; I can only buy time."

What can the Roon family offer?

Mary straightened her back: "Funding, space, and some political influence. My father is conservative, but he understands times are changing. As long as I can prove this path is right, the family will stand behind me."

How many people are in the organization now?

Davis answered this time: "There are 247 registered trainers and 269 Pokémon partners, some of whom have two. In addition, there are more than 400 supporters who do not currently have Pokémon but are willing to provide assistance. Members are distributed across various regions of the country, with the three bases of Paris, Lyon, and Marseille being the most active."

Lin Dao fell silent.

This figure far exceeded his estimate and also far exceeded what the Gallic authorities knew.

"Does the Gallic government know of your existence?"

“I know some of them,” Isabel continued. “The security agency has flagged about ninety high-risk individuals,” more than forty of whom are on our list. They thought we were just scattered amateur enthusiasts and didn’t realize we’d formed a network.”

She paused, then added, "This is thanks to the protection of the Mary family, and—many members themselves come from within the system. Police officers, teachers, civil servants, and even the children of two local councilors."

Lin Dao tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

With over two hundred trainers, this is already a force to be reckoned with.

If guided properly, they could become the cornerstone of a smooth transition in Gaul; if out of control, they could become the source of turmoil.

"What do you want?" he asked the most crucial question.

The four exchanged glances.

Finally, Isabel stated, "We need legal status, systematic training, and space for public activities. Most importantly, we need your recognition of the legitimacy of our organization. With just one word from you, the French government will have no choice but to acknowledge our existence."

The room quieted down, with the faint murmur of museum visitors drifting in from outside the window.

"I can help you."

Lin said in a soft voice, but each word was clear, “But you also have to promise me a few things.”

All four of them held their breath.

"First, all trainers in the organization must complete official registration within two weeks. This is not surrender; it is a necessary step to obtain legal status, allowing you to conceal your organization's identity."

"Second, all actions of the organization must be open and transparent. You may retain internal bylaws, but you cannot engage in illegal activities."

"Third—" Lin Dao looked at Davis, "You need to step forward and become a visible leader, and I will negotiate with the Gallic government regarding your matter. Self-defense should not be condemned as murder, but the process must follow legal procedures."

Davis's lips moved, but in the end he simply nodded heavily.

"Fourth," Lin Dao stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone, "From today onwards, you are no longer an underground organization. You are the preparatory committee for the 'Gallic Pokémon Coexistence Association.' Isabel, you are responsible for monitoring government activities and ensuring the organization's safe operation; Mary, you are responsible for funding, facilities, member training, and Pokémon development; Davis, you are responsible for overt communication with various parties, and I will provide you with the capacity to develop the organization; Lydia—"

He looked at the nervous girl and softened his tone: "Just be yourself. Your story with Ralts will be a source of hope for many."

Ralts seemed to understand. It floated up from Lia's arms and gently landed in Lin Dao's palm, emitting a series of clear, bell-like chimes.

Pikachu jumped onto Lin Dao's shoulder and stretched out its little paw at Ralts.

The fingertips of the two Pokémon touched, and tiny sparks of electricity intertwined with a halo of superpowers, like a small ritual.

"As for me," Lin Dao handed Ralts back to Lia, "I will formally announce the existence of the association in a public speech a week from now. At the same time, I will invite your representatives to attend this speech."

He walked towards the door, turning back before leaving to say one last thing: "You are not fighting alone. The experience of China, my knowledge, and most importantly, the bonds you share with your comrades—these are your weapons."

The door closed gently.

The four remained silent for a long time inside the room.

The sunlight outside the window shifted slightly, illuminating the tear tracks on Davis's face—a release of emotions that had been suppressed for too long.

The speaker cricket gently touched his hand with its forelegs.

Mary's long-tailed fire fox tilted its head back and breathed out a small cluster of flames, the sparks forming a simple heart shape in the air.

Isabel took a deep breath, took out her phone, and started typing: "I will now draft the association's bylaws."

Lia hugged Ralts and finally showed her first smile in days.

She whispered to the Pokémon in her arms, "Did you hear that? We don't have to hide anymore."

Ralts stroked her cheek with his little hand.