"Has Team Rocket gone mad? They're attacking cities across the entire region? Where did they get that much manpower?!"
On the way to Cianwood City, Mark looked at the newly refreshed news on his phone and angrily exclaimed.
Itsuki glanced at Mark and calmly explained, "A mole informed Team Rocket that the Pokémon League was about to purge the Underground Forces. They launched a counterattack first."
Mark froze, his heart instantly churning like a raging sea.
"The Pokémon League... had planned this long ago?"
"Yeah. That's why they were able to deploy manpower and resources so quickly." As Itsuki spoke, he confirmed their route. "Just wait. This battle won't be over anytime soon."
Mark swallowed, and the tension in his heart lessened somewhat, replaced by growing excitement.
Wasn't war the perfect chance to earn great merit?
Elite Four Reserve runner-up—Mark had long grown sick of that position! Seeing Mark grin like a Sunflora, Itsuki shuddered and suddenly felt a little worried about this support mission.
Violet City, the highest floor of the Flying Gym tower.
Miyamoto leaned lazily against the railing, boredly watching Violet City erupt in flames.
Although she was one of Team Rocket's Twin Empresses, she had no interest in conquering the world.
Most of the time, Miyamoto was only responsible for searching for the legendary Mythical Pokemon—Mew.
But this time concerned Team Rocket's very survival, so Miyamoto naturally could not stand by and do nothing.
She took a photograph from her pouch. It showed a little girl with wine red hair, innocent and radiant, her smile dazzling.
Miyamoto's lips unconsciously curled up, but she swiftly put the photograph away again.
"Lady Miyamoto, the Vice Leader is looking for you!"
"I'll be right there."
Miyamoto turned around and walked expressionlessly into the tower, heading straight for the