Pokémon: Wings Of Shadow

After seeing the news that Shiro had joined Macro Cosmos, Rylan found himself even more eager for a rematch with him.

He knew that Shiro's main Pokémon, Rookidee, had been carefully raised. With the company's resources and its natural growth rate, it had probably evolved into a Corvisquire by now.

The previous loss was entirely due to his underestimating the gap in battle command. But this time, things might be different.

Just then, a staff member who had been waiting at the edge of the battlefield rushed over. He was Pym, the one in charge of the public battle arena, and held a communication device in hand.

"Lord Rylan! Something's happened in Hammerlocke."

As the man spoke, Rylan snatched the device from his hand and asked. "What is it?"

"Lord Rylan, I already informed Lord Raihan. The Gym Leader of Motostoke sent people into the Dynamax Den, and now Macro Cosmos's Shiro has brought the injured to the Pokémon Center in front of the stadium."

"Got it." Rylan smiled and turned straight toward the doors. "I'll take care of it. Tell Raihan to keep training."

Behind him, Grant clearly heard the whole thing. His eyes flickered, and he stepped forward to follow.

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Pokémon Center.

Currently, nobody dared approach Shiro to stir up trouble. No one knew who he really was or what kind of relationship he had with the League Chairman.

Some of the sharper ones had already guessed there was a hidden struggle between Rose and the Gym Leaders, and had quietly slipped away.

If a real conflict broke out, it didn't matter whether the League Chairman or the Hammerlocke Gym won—those who suffered would always be the low-ranked trainers, especially the ones who liked to crowd around and gawk without thinking.

Sitting on a silver armchair, Shiro relaxed his posture, half reclining on it as he casually observed the layout of the Pokémon Center.

He had never been allowed to enter one before. So whenever his Pokémon got injured, they had always been treated with medicines he bought himself.

The decoration inside was fairly old-fashioned. The counters were still made of redwood and hadn't been replaced with metal alloys.

The space was divided into two areas. The central counter, watched over by Lexi, was used for reception and basic treatment. On either side were two shops. The left one mainly sold Pokémon resources, while the right carried medicine and supplies.

There weren't any remote Pokémon storage devices here either. Maybe they hadn't been invented yet, or just weren't made public.

Taking a brief look around, Shiro closed his eyes and began resting, waiting for people from the Hammerlocke Gym to arrive.

It wasn't long before the group of trainers loitering outside started making a commotion again.

"The police are here!"

"Step aside, everyone! Hammerlocke Gym sent people! Maybe they'll arrest that guy!"

"Hey! Can't you see the officers are here? Hurry up and put your Pokémon away!"

Corviknight was still guarding the Pokémon Center entrance. Its fierce and towering presence made many hesitate. But now, with several trainers in black police uniforms emerging from the west side of the stadium, the crowd slowly started inching closer.

"Crrrrrov!"

Glaring sharply at the reckless crowd, Corviknight suddenly spread its wings as if preparing to strike, then let out a thunderous cry.

"Ahhh..." The ones at the front flinched and stumbled back in panic. If not for the people behind pushing forward, they might've fallen right at the Center's entrance.

Of course, Corviknight knew better than to kill anyone in a place like this. It just wanted to scare off a few fools.

"That Corviknight... could it really…" some of the timid ones were already backing away.

"No way! Who would dare kill someone in the middle of Hammerlocke?! They'd have to be insane!"

"Right... who cares what kind of background he has, or if he's some registered trainer... police's here!"

As the crowd pushed and shouted, the black uniformed officers from the western side had already arrived in a neat formation. The four leading the group were particularly muscular, and they immediately shoved aside the noisy rabble with brute force, stepping up to face Corviknight at the entrance.

But when they stood before the massive bird Pokémon, far larger and more imposing than most of its kind, they all fell silent.

A Gym-level Corviknight... If it was blocking the door, none of them were strong enough to force their way through.

The four quickly took three steps back, then split to let a tall and burly man step forward. He locked eyes with Corviknight's glowing red gaze for a few seconds before looking away, beads of sweat forming at his temples.

A thinner officer behind him leaned in and whispered, "Captain Woods, maybe... we should wait for Lord Raihan or Lord Rylan to arrive."

Woods glared at him and growled under his breath, "Don't talk nonsense... there are too many people watching."

With a crowd this size, how could the police afford to back down?

If this wasn't right in front of the Hammerlocke Stadium and the Pokémon Center, and if there weren't so many spectators... they would've already released their Pokémon and ganged up on the target.

But the problem was, the 'enemy' was only blocking the entrance, and hadn't injured anyone. Moreover, the two lords of the Dragon Tamer family were on their way.

"What do we do then?" the same officer whispered again, tugging Woods's sleeve.

By now, the surrounding onlookers saw that more than twenty police officers were just standing there, not doing anything, and started getting restless.

"What's going on? Why haven't they arrested him yet?"

"Dammit, what the hell is the police even doing? Didn't that Corviknight just scare a bunch of people? Someone could've been hurt!"

"Come on! Go in already! Arrest that guy! Do it!"

The rising noise made the officers even more uncertain. They understood their captain's dilemma—because according to regulations, any target above Gym-level wasn't their responsibility.

The report they'd received hadn't mentioned there was a powerful Corviknight guarding the door. It just said someone had broken into the Pokémon Center on a flying Pokémon.

What were they supposed to do now?

Woods felt miserable, but for the sake of the police's dignity, he still forced himself to shout, "You in there! Hammerlocke doesn't allow large Pokémon to be released in public! You're obstructing—"

"Coooorv!"

Before he could finish, Corviknight roared and Woods instinctively jumped back, only to be caught by one of his quick-handed subordinates.

Folding its wings, the steel bird looked down at him with contempt.

Woods could feel that the Pokémon was mocking him. His face flushed with shame. But since he'd already embarrassed himself, there was no point pretending any longer. He turned and waved to his squad to retreat a few steps.

Noticing some punks in the crowd starting to jeer, he raised his voice and barked, "We've received orders to wait for Lord Raihan! Anyone causing further commotion out here will be thrown in jail!"

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