"N!"
Inside Team Plasma's castle.
Ghetsis, who had returned here aboard the Plasma Frigate, handed the ship over to Colress before immediately seeking out N, who had been ordered to remain inside the castle.
"Father."
Upon seeing Ghetsis, N greeted him respectfully.
For N, who had rarely interacted with humans, Ghetsis, his father, was one of the few people he could communicate with.
From time to time, they would discuss the relationship between humans and Pokémon.
But today.
N saw a trace of panic on the face of his father, who always appeared so unruffled.
What could possibly make Father anxious?
Looking at N, who had matured under his "careful cultivation," Ghetsis's expression gradually softened.
Yet the disgust in his eyes was impossible to conceal.
Fortunately.
After locking eyes once with N's gaze as a child—a gaze that seemed capable of seeing through one's heart—Ghetsis had taught him about respecting elders.
One must not casually stare directly into an elder's eyes. It was the height of disrespect.
So no matter how obvious Ghetsis made it now, obedient N would never see the disgust in his eyes.
He heavily patted the young man before him, whose green hair resembled a cap.
Ghetsis spoke earnestly:
"N, you're not young anymore. Since you were still a child before, I have managed Team Plasma in your stead. But now that you've grown up, it is time to return all this power to you. As the king of the new order, you should shoulder your responsibilities and fulfill your grand ambitions."
"Really?!"
N's face filled with surprise.
"But I... I'm not ready yet. I don't know how to manage such a huge organization."
"No." Ghetsis said solemnly.
"Your entire growth has been preparation for this moment. Your abilities, your efforts, your sacrifices—they were all for