Mt. Silver, My Turf

The next day.

Heiduo did not go watch anyone's matches. Even though Longxing and Hesu's match was today, he still slipped out of Silver Town and rode Garchomp toward Mt. Silver.

He moved so quickly that both those watching deliberately and those who were not were caught completely off guard, unable to react in time.

Even the people assigned to secretly protect Heiduo were left dumbfounded.

Was he rushing to the bathroom? Was his house on fire?

The people planning to cause trouble felt much the same.

They had already prepared to follow Heiduo without sleep or rest, find out what he was doing, and even risk their lives to attack him.

Then they discovered—

They fucking could not catch up!

Damn it!

Even airplanes were not as fast as you!

A person dressed head to toe in black tactical gear viciously threw his hat to the ground. They had only taken the time to release a Pokémon, and Heiduo had already become nothing more than a tiny dot!

Who the hell could catch him?!

This job was impossible!

Boss, even ten times the pay would not make this doable!

As for Heiduo—

He dared to leave Silver Town at such a critical moment because he trusted in his own strength. If Garchomp had flown any slower, he might have done nothing at all and obediently stayed in Silver Town to win the championship.

But you could not even smell my exhaust!

Assassination?

Go assassinate the air!

If you have the guts, follow me to Mt. Silver!

Come to Mt. Silver, and I'll show you what it means to have powerful backing!

Every wild Pokémon on the mountain was on his side. One Water Gun each would be enough to create a flood. If anyone dared show their face on