The disturbance beneath Hammerlocke did not die down until the following morning. The outside world remained focused on the Masters Tournament, and no one noticed what had happened there.
Rose acted as though nothing had happened. After dealing with the matter, he returned to Wyndon. The field damaged at Wyndon Stadium yesterday had been fully restored, and the second semifinal went ahead today.
The result came as no surprise.
Leon once again crushed his opponent and advanced straight to the final. Everyone was looking forward to his match against Mingyou in two days.
One was the strongest champion, undefeated in every official match he had ever played. The other was an equally undefeated wildcard, and no one knew how many more tricks he could pull out of nowhere.
Even the fans who firmly believed Leon would keep his crown could not say with certainty that he would beat Mingyou. That was how formidable Mingyou's record was: the final had yet to begin, and the odds were already fifty-fifty.
Mingyou himself paid little attention to that. While attending the match at noon, he received an email from Macro Cosmos. It had no signature, and he could not even see its contents.
It looked like a prank, but he was studying it now. After all, Macro Cosmos was already half an enemy to him, and that could become outright hostility at any moment!
"Neru!"
Back at the hotel, Kirlia quickly analyzed the email and found hidden code. It had been specially encrypted; an ordinary programmer would have a hard time understanding it.
The code was also very familiar to her. She had written it herself, which suggested that whoever sent the email had meant it specifically for her.
"Why send it to you?"
Mingyou was baffled. Kirlia was the only Pokémon in