What was this supposed to be?
It was just a sparring match. Was there really any need to summon a Legendary Pokémon right from the start?
Couldn't they just talk things out?
Gold stared blankly at the Spectrier beneath Xia Yan, his mentality crumbling just a little.
"Xia Yan, there's no need for this. No need."
Lance kept saying there was "no need," yet neither his actions nor expression showed the slightest intention of stopping them.
Gold had been happily calling him "Little Lance" over and over just now, hadn't he?
His gaze seemed to say:
Xia Yan, beat him up good!
Very good.
Gold had only been in this world for a few hours, yet he had already managed to offend Lance.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to use Spectrier to battle you," Xia Yan reassured him.
"You're not?" Gold blinked.
Xia Yan smiled. "Didn't I know how you liked to battle? Since there are no battle rules, you brat would definitely go after the Trainer first."
Gold's expression immediately fell.
Red, Blue, and the others all gave him a thumbs-up in unspoken agreement.
Gold hated following conventional tactics more than anything.
Anyone battling him for the first time was highly likely to get caught off guard. Who knew when he might smack a Poké Ball straight behind the opposing Trainer with his golf club and pull off a surprise attack from behind?
When Red had battled Gold for the first time, he had nearly fallen for it.
If Battler had not been alert enough, he might really have lost.
And when Blue battled Gold for the first time, he really had lost.
Someone like Blue, who might even have been stronger than Red in a standard battle, was exactly the type most afraid of someone like Gold, who