The Elite Four's Conversation

Watching the young trainers battle passionately below, the four people seated in the most prominent seats began giving their own commentary.

"That kid from Hoenn is pretty capable. I hear there's a major family behind him. Do you know which family he belongs to?"

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the eldest old woman as she spoke.

Elite Four Agatha was the oldest among the Elite Four and a Ghost-type specialist. Her style of battle could only be described as disgusting.

Seated beside Agatha was a mature, beautiful woman with glasses. Every movement she made radiated unparalleled allure.

"He seems to be the nephew of Petalburg City's mayor. His profile says he specializes in Psychic-type Pokémon and once came close to becoming the Hoenn Conference champion."

The speaker was Water-type Elite Four Lorelei. If Xiao Zhen had been here, he might have sighed that the little girl from back then had finally grown up.

Agatha said with an unpleasant expression, "I hope our Kanto kids can show some spirit. Don't let an outsider take home the trophy."

As an old woman with antiquated ideas, Agatha had long since tied her own interests to the Kanto Region.

Bruno, the Elite Four member sitting bare-chested, laughed. "I think you're overthinking it, Granny. There's a young man I'm especially optimistic about in this tournament. I believe he'll be an outstanding dark horse."

Agatha became a little interested and turned to Lance, whose body was wrapped in bandages. "Hey, kid Lance, what do you think?"

Lance had just been about to stand when pain shot through the bones around his waist, forcing him to sit back down.

Nurse Joy, who was specifically assigned to look after him, hurried over and began examining and treating him.

Lance had delayed for quite some time