The moon hung high in the sky, its silvery light spilling across the sea. The shimmering water looked especially tranquil.
The sea wind howled past, carrying a trace of chill. All around was a desolate beach, where waves battered the shore rocks with repeated crashes.
At that moment, two Black-Clad Men stood there, talking...
"Harry, don't get too greedy. The League has already started getting suspicious." The wanted criminal frowned and helplessly pulled out a cigarette to light.
He wore a black trench coat, its hem fluttering gently in the wind. As he smoked, he irritably ground the pebbles beneath his feet. Through the curling smoke, exhaustion was written all over his face. If those above him had not been pressing so urgently, he truly did not want to do this.
In this hunting game, he knew full well that he was nothing more than a pawn at others' disposal. That Elite-class Drowzee belonged to Team Rocket, while he himself only had one Elite-class Pokémon.
That was precisely why he barely qualified to be bait, earning extra money for some big shot who had thrown in with Team Rocket.
He had thrown in with Lamuda. Harry, the grinning Team Rocket member before him, along with two others, Ken and Ryo, were all subordinates of Koga, Masai, and Sabrina, the three executives.
Of course, he did not know exactly whose subordinates Harry and the others were. He only knew that Team Rocket's higher-ups had reached some under-the-table deal, making Koga and the others cooperate in putting on an act. In exchange, they had to be given benefits.
He was merely carrying out Lord Lamuda's fishing mission. The Bounty Hunters harvested this time were the rewards for Koga and the other three.
"Can't be bothered to waste words on you. There's one