While Bai Shi quietly worked on getting stronger, a group of uninvited guests appeared near his Manor.
"Yoshino, is that Shiny Ariados here?"
The burly man leading the group turned to the subordinate beside him for confirmation.
"That's right, Boss Kitahara!"
"According to our informant, he saw a group of Ariados in the woods nearby."
"The Shiny Ariados was among them."
"But there's a Manor near those woods."
"It seems the owner of the Manor caught the Shiny Ariados."
Yoshino nodded and passed on everything he had learned from the informant.
"Caught it, did he? Doesn't matter. We'll just take it!"
Greed flashed in Kitahara's eyes. He already considered the Shiny Ariados his.
Pokémon like that were hot commodities on the black market. There was never a shortage of buyers.
One Shiny Pokémon could fetch the price of dozens of ordinary Pokémon.
If they caught the Shiny Ariados and sold it, they would be rich.
As for the so-called "owner of the Manor," Kitahara paid him no mind.
The hunter team he had built himself had more than a dozen members.
Every member carried at least one Pokémon.
And as their leader, Kitahara was no pushover.
In his younger days, he had even challenged Gym Leaders.
Among the hunters of the Sinnoh Region, Kitahara considered himself second only to J.
He refused to believe someone living in a Manor could be strong enough to take on all of them alone.
If the owner really was that strong, why would he be holed up here instead of becoming a Frontier Brain like Palmer? For the fresh air?
If the man knew what was good for him, fine. If not, Kitahara would clean out the whole Manor.
After all, someone who could afford a Manor could not be poor.
Kitahara would not