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"Seismitoad, use Mud Shot!"

A rough, bellowing voice rang out from the Sharpedo submarine.

Moments later, clumps of mud shot straight toward Ninetales.

At the same time—

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Sharpedo submarine rapidly launched several small submersibles, scattering in different directions to escape.

"Oowoo~~"

A haunting, ethereal cry echoed through the air.

Snowflakes began to swirl as a biting blizzard howled across the ocean's surface.

Ice crystals spread across the water, and the incoming Mud Shots turned into frozen clumps, crashing into the ice with dull thuds.

The howling blizzard threatened tofreeze everything in its path.

"S-So strong..."

A member of the International Police, riding a water scooter toward the battlefield, gulped nervously.

He realized he couldabandonthe scooter and justwalk on the frozen sea.

In his earpiece—

Johan's voice came through.

"Close the net!"

"Yes, sir!"

The officer instinctively straightened his back and saluted, even though Johan couldn't see him.

It wasn't just the International Police—

The Pastoria City Police, led by Officer Jenny, had also arrived from all directions, surrounding the Pokémon hunters.

However—

The hunters werestrong.

Not all of them had been frozen by Ninetales. Some were stillfighting back.

And—

Not all of those escaping in the mini-submarines had been stopped.

"Dammit! They're getting away! Eight o'clock direction!"

"Twelve o'clock direction!"

"Three o'clock direction!"

Clearly—

Those escaping via mini-subs were likely thekey figuresof the Pokémon hunter syndicate.

"I'll handle the eight o'clock group," Anabel said, pressing her earpiece while riding Metagross.

"Metagross!!"

With a flash of blue light, Metagross extended its psychic energy toward the fleeing submersible.

At twelve o'clock—

Aaron, dressed in a deep red suit, stood atop his Bronzong with a helpless sigh.

"Bronzong, Trick Room!"

Hummm—

A spatial distortion spread outward.

Aaron adjusted his glasses, sighing again.

"I just came toreadsome books... How did I get roped into this?"

More importantly—

How do you say no to Johan-sensei's request?

Damn it, Flint. I won't forget this grudge!

"Bronzong, Psychic!"

Meanwhile, Flint—

Was stillrowing a tiny fishing boattoward the fight.

At three o'clock—

"Finally, our turn!" Aaron grinned and tossed out a Poké Ball.

Agleaming red Scizorlanded on the frozen battlefield.

But as soon as the battle began—

Aaron's expressionshifted entirely.

His voice became sharp and commanding:

"Scizor, Close Combat!"

—

Johan clicked his tongue in admiration.

"Wow... Reliable, aren't they?"

Seeing Sinnoh's three future Elite Four members and its future Champion all engaged in battle—

Johan couldn't help but feel sorry for the Pokémon hunters.

Even if they got thrown into jail, this would be a story they could brag about.

"Yeah, back in my day, it took Sinnoh's entire Elite Four and Champion to take me down."

Instant street cred in prison.

However—

Even the tightest net hasholes.

"Four o'clock! Fast-moving target!!"

A mini-sub was intercepted—

But instead of stopping, itself-destructed!

AmassiveSharpedo burst from the water.

And riding its back—

"HAHAHAHA!! You think you can catch me?! Not in this lifetime!"

Abrawny, scarred manleapt onto the Sharpedo's back.

With a burst of Aqua Jet, he shot forward, rapidly gaining speed.

It was an Accelerate Sharpedo!

And—

He was theleaderof this Pokémon hunter syndicate!

Johan frowned.

That shouldn't be possible. There should be someone else...

Then—

He realized.

Flint!

He was stillrowing her tiny boattoward them.

Because they had tried to avoid causing too much of a disturbance, they had let the Sharpedo sub get too far out.

And these Pokémon hunters—

Had zero team spirit.

The moment things went south,they all ran for their lives.

Cynthia noticed the situation and called over Garchomp.

"I'll handle it," Johan said, taking a deep breath.

An Accelerate Sharpedo...

Garchomp mightstruggleto keep up in the short term.

And if Sharpedodove underwater,Cynthia would be at a disadvantage.

Cynthia looked at Johan for a moment before pressing her lips together and nodding.

"Be careful."

She swiftly withdrew Milotic andshovedthe Poké Ball into Johan's hand.

"It'll help you."

Johan nodded, accepting the Poké Ball without argument.

Then, with a swift motion, he recalled his Pokémon andleaptonto Dragonite's back.

"Ka-kaah!"

Gengarwhacked Gyarados on the headbefore flying over to Johan.

Alright, big guy! I'm leaving you in charge—I'll be back!

"RAAAARRGH!!"

Go get 'em, boss!

Johan turned to Cynthia.

"I'm leaving this to you—stay safe."

Cynthia simply tied her hair up, flashing a confident smile.

"Don't worry."

Johan suddenly feltbadfor the Pokémon hunters.

He remembered—

How Cynthia hadsingle-handedlywiped out an entirearmy.

Leaving her here...

Was just giving her anexcuseto go all out.

Johan patted Dragonite, tightened his grip, and took a deep breath.

"Dragonite, Dragon Dance! Extreme Speed!"

...Would hesurvivethis?

After all—

According to Professor Oak, Dragonite couldcircumnavigate the Earth in 16 hours.

"Oowoo~~"

Dragonite's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Finally! A chance to show Johan real speed!!

With anexplosiveflap of its wings—

Dragonite shot forward, its massive body barely slowing it down.

Garchomp, watching from below—

Cracked its knuckles.

A low, metallic grinding sound echoed through the air.

Its expression...

Was somewhere betweenrageandpure battle lust.

Oh? Another one dancing in front of me?

Johan barely heard Cynthia's command before—

Thescreamsof Pokémon huntersechoedfrom below.

They danced in front of Garchomp...

They paid the price.

—

With Dragon Dance, Agility, and Extreme Speed stacked, Dragonite tore across the ocean, leaving massive waves in its wake.

Johan's grip tightened.

For a moment—

Heforgotto be scared of the speed.

Pokémon hunters were—

Thepurestembodiment ofevilin this world.

They captured, sold, and abused Pokémon for profit.

Johan had spentyearstreating Pokémon withpsychological trauma,and many cases had been caused byhunters like these.

The more he learned—

The more hehatedthem.

This wasn't just aboutVulpixandIndeedee.

This was forevery Pokémonwho had ever suffered at their hands.

"If I let you escape—"

"I will never forgive myself!"

—

Meanwhile, the Pokémon hunter leaderlaughed wildly.

"HAHAHAHA!!"

"You think you can catch me?!IDIOTS!"

By having his menscatter,he hadtorn a holein the net.

"This capture attempt is a joke!"

Holding onto Sharpedo's dorsal fin, he keptaccelerating.

But then—

He felt it.

Achilling, murderous intentcreeping up behind him.

Hewhippedhis head around—

His pupils shrinking in terror.

"IMPOSSIBLE!!"

Johan was alreadyright behind him.

Dragonitesmirked.

Where do you think you're going?!

"Dragonite—Thunder!"

BZZZZZZZZZT!!

A golden bolt of lightningslammedinto Sharpedo and its rider.

"SHIT!!"

The hunter leaderscreamedas electricity surged through him.

He barely had time to recover before—

Red light flashed.

Ninetaleslandedon the frozen ocean.

Icespreadacross the water.

And one by one—

Johan's Pokémonsurrounded him.

Gengar, Tinkaton, Kubfu, Charcadet, Milotic...

Johan stepped forward, adjusting his glasses.

"This area... is ano-escape zone."

The hunter leadershuddered.

Johan-sensei's true colors...

Had beenexposed.

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