Dian said nothing more.
When they had nothing in common, even half a sentence was too much. In his opponent's eyes, sacrificing a few lives to open up a new continent was probably an excellent bargain.
And for that goal...
Even cooperating with Team Aqua was acceptable!
Even drowning Mt. Pyre and destroying the sacred haven in the hearts of every Trainer in the Hoenn Region was acceptable!
No matter how many lives it cost, he would not care...
"What lofty thinking from such an important man."
Dian could not resist the sarcastic remark.
The ancients represented by Napolant had been like this, and so were the leaders of these underground organizations.
Had any of them ever asked—or cared—what those silenced, sacrificed, or erased from existence wanted?
Perhaps there were people who cherished Pokémon visiting graves on Mt. Pyre right now.
Perhaps, after this incident, more people would come to hate Pokémon and see them as monsters that brought disaster.
Perhaps these mighty bosses and leaders did not care at all. Even if the thought crossed their minds... no, they probably would not even think of it.
To Team Rocket's upper ranks, Pokémon were merely merchandise, and its lower- and middle-ranking members were merely cogs that moved that merchandise.
Team Rocket sought to conquer the world.
Team Plasma sought to establish a new Kingdom of Unova, but that, too, was merely a bid for world domination. At most, it wore a veneer of coexistence between humans and Pokémon.
Meanwhile, Team Magma, Team Aqua, and even Team Flare were hopelessly consumed by the desire to change the world into their ideal one.
Who were the ones truly refusing to face reality, unable to see themselves for what they were?
Maxie adjusted his glasses without any change in expression. He stood behind