Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 360: End of the Hoenn War

It seems that when an important person dies, it will snow heavily.

Shota thought this as he looked at the snowflakes floating in the dark sky.

He closed the door of the medical room with his heel, and then walked in the straight line surrounded by the crowd, holding Zheshui's head wrapped in white cloth in his hand.

Suddenly, an old hand rested on his shoulder, and a trembling questioning voice appeared in Shota's ear:

"Second Commander, how is the master?"

Shota looked back at the old butler and whispered to him:

"He entrusted me with the responsibility of his youth."

After hearing what Shota said, the old butler was surprised for a moment, then smiled with relief as if he knew everything, and said:

"Go ahead, leave the rest to me."

After saying this, the old butler took his hand off Shota's shoulder and then spoke to the captain of Zheshui's personal guard:

"Escort the second commander away."

After saying this, the old butler turned and walked towards the medical room.

Through the special glass window of the armored vehicle, Shota looked at the snow falling heavier and heavier in the sky, but he was not very moved.

After leaving the Allied Forces' First Military District, Shota got out of the car on his own initiative.

Then, under the surprised gaze of the captain of the Royal Guard, he boarded Lugia and disappeared into the heavy snow in the night sky.

In the dark sky, Shota stood on Lugia's back, looking at the dilapidated city buildings below Violet City from a slanted angle.

The cold wind mixed with snow blew on his body, but he didn't feel a bit of cold or pain.

The Lugia under Shota's feet seemed to have sensed the heavy mood of this human, and slightly slowed down the speed that he had deliberately increased.

"No need to slow down, speed up a bit. I know you are taking revenge on me, but I won't bother with you this time."

As Shota finished speaking, Lugia flapped his wings vigorously, rolling up the snowflakes in the sky. Then his body flew quickly towards the territory of the First Legion of the rebels like a supersonic aircraft.

As the clouds gradually parted, unlike the dark and depressing environment of Zijin City, the territory of the rebel army's First Legion was brightly lit.

If you look closely, you can see that they are celebrating and partying.

However, it was late at night, and the majority of people were still partying outside. Most of them were drunk and sleeping soundly in the military tents.

So much so that there was a big white bird flying over their territory, but they hadn't noticed it yet.

However, the mechanical detection device still discovered Lugia's presence and triggered an alarm.

He looked at the soldiers and armored units assembled in an orderly manner below him, as well as the anti-aircraft guns flashing coldly under the lights and pointing at him.

Shota didn't show much fear. He ordered Lugia to circle downwards.

As Lugia descended, a violent gust of wind swept in, and Shota's robe rustled as he jumped off its back.

A group of soldiers surrounded Lugia and Shota, and the sounds of guns being loaded could be heard one after another.

Hundreds of temporarily gathered fire-breathing dragons were hovering in the sky, staring at the area below with a fierce look.

Looking at the dense red dots on his body, Shota still had no intention of raising his hands to signal surrender. He just looked coldly at the group of soldiers and officers who were eyeing him covetously, and waited quietly.

Seeing Shota so calm, all the officers and soldiers couldn't help but wonder who this person was.

Soon, under the observation of many eyes, someone revealed Shota's identity:

"I recognize him, in the league's information bulletin, he is the league's top prosecutor.

I heard that he is now serving as the commander of the Second Legion."

"So? According to the information from Route 111, this man was the one who defeated our Second Army?"

"Is such that."

"Then why did he come here alone now?"

"I don't know. Let's wait until the leadership arrives. Our current mission is to keep an eye on this person and prevent him from escaping."

The heavy snow was still falling, and as time passed, there was a lot of snow on Shota's head.

Finally, a long corridor was cleared by the soldiers and officers.

Daigo was wearing a heavy military coat and walking towards this side with thick snow under his feet.

As he walked, he did not forget to scold the adjutant beside him:

"Are you telling the truth? Shota came here alone? Why did you only send this message to me now? What do you do for a living?"

The adjutant beside Daigo didn't dare to say a word after being scolded. He just nodded vigorously and led the way.

Soon, Daigo met Shota.

Shota stood in the snow, the fine snow dyed his hair white, he looked at Daigo with a very calm expression, and the Lugia standing behind him seemed to have become his embellishment, giving him a layer of holy glow.

Before Daigo could speak, Shota spoke first:

"The war is over."

After saying this, Shota threw the white cloth wrapped around Zhesui's head to Daigo, then sat on Lugia and rushed into the darkness of the sky amid the flying snowflakes.

Daigo was a little confused and stopped his adjutant's order to pursue, then untied the knot on the white cloth.

The head of Zheshui appeared in Daigo's eyes like a priceless treasure.

Perhaps because he was too excited, Daigo lost his grip and Zheshui's head rolled out of his hand like a ball.

The head rolled twice on the snow, and was covered with some mud and snowflakes. Under the light, the atmosphere at the scene seemed a little weird.

Shota continued to fly on Lugia in the biting cold wind. He heard a huge, cheering voice from behind that came from an unknown source, but it did not make him turn back.

He stood there quietly, on Lugia's back, covered by wind and frost. He was as motionless as a sculpture, staring at the endless darkness in front of him.

Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, and time seemed to have frozen. However, in this dead silence, his eyes became brighter and brighter, revealing an unshakable determination that even the blizzard could not bury.

In these eyes, there is no fear or hesitation, only the persistent pursuit and perseverance of the goal.

Gradually, the view ahead brightened, and the Second Army Corps of the Alliance Army appeared in his sight.

"Is the war over? No, this is just the beginning!"