Chapter 532: How About I Release It?
With Kyogre's departure, Lugia had nothing more to say. It just asked to see the little Lugia and then left.
Compared to other Legendary Pokémon, it didn't seem to have a very favorable impression of humans.
Or was it just too aloof?
Hikaru wasn't very clear on this point.
He only knew that this matter should be considered perfectly resolved.
Well... not perfectly. He now had two more Legendary Pokémon by his side.
And they were two Legendaries he wasn't very familiar with.
He glanced at the Zygarde that had closed its eyes again and disappeared behind his back. Hikaru wanted to ask something, but he also knew that now was not the time.
Because, after seeing all the Legendary Pokémon leave, everyone else slowly gathered around.
"Let's go, Latias, to Uncle Lance's side."
Hikaru didn't dawdle. Holding Groudon's Master Ball, he went over to Lance.
Come on, a "child" this young capturing a Legendary Pokémon in front of a group of "big shots" is super cool, okay?
He saw the eyes of these people, wide as if they had used eye drops.
It was clear that they wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
It was like, when raiding a boss as a group, you find the boss has gone berserk. You can't beat it, but you manage to deplete most of its health.
But in a blink of an eye, the boss is killed by someone else, and what's more, they took all the equipment the boss dropped.
That's why there was this feeling of speechlessness.
But when they thought that Groudon had just been captured by this "child," an unspeakable jealousy arose in their hearts.
"Uncle Lance, why are they all looking at me?" Hikaru asked cautiously.
He really couldn't stand the wolf-like gazes of this group of people.
"Why do you think?" The corner of Lance's mouth twitched.
This kid could always stir up some earth-shattering commotion.
However, he also knew now that the most important thing was how to get through the current situation.
These people wouldn't let Groudon go so easily.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for an annoying voice to come over.
"Mr. Lance, Groudon was captured because everyone present fought it together. I think we can discuss its ownership."
The first to speak was a trainer from the Sakura Country, the rather elderly referee from the site selection tournament.
He was asking at Charles Ming's signal.
However, the others present didn't say much, just stared intently at the two of them.
Clearly, they were also unwilling to just hand over Groudon so easily. Or perhaps it was because the current Hikaru looked too young, which gave them some ideas.
"Ownership? Fought it together?"
Lance let out a disdainful laugh. "I only saw a group of useless trash being chased onto the shore by Groudon. Could your attacks really harm Groudon?"
Uncle Lance is so domineering!
Hearing Lance say this, Hikaru's expression immediately lit up.
You have to know, there were more than a dozen Pokémon surrounding them right now.
And the strength of these Pokémon was not weak at all; at the very least, they were at the peak of the Elite Four level, and most were at the Champion level.
If a fight were to break out, Hikaru could only have Latias activate [Godly Stealth] and run.
Hearing these words, the expressions of the crowd immediately became uncertain.
Although the truth was indeed as Lance had said, saying it out loud like this, wasn't it a slap in the face to all of them?
"I think Mr. Yamamoto is right. Lance, no matter what, everyone participated in this battle, so logically, everyone has the right to discuss it."
Charles Ming stood up at this moment, playing dumb.
He had requested everyone in the monitoring room to participate in this interception.
He couldn't rely entirely on force.
Although they were in their own territory, the people present were, after all, some Champion-level trainers, and they all had their own pride.
He had to appeal to them with reason and emotion, plus some extra resources, to get them to act.
Now, they were standing in the same camp.
Lance's expression didn't change, but the disdain on his face became more obvious.
His expression clearly told the other party, "So what if I don't release it?"
"Lance, don't be too arrogant. There are so many trainers of your caliber here. Do you want to fight everyone?"
A short old man said sharply. His skin was dark, his features withered, and his loose clothes couldn't hide his thin frame.
Lance raised an eyebrow and said frivolously, "Oh? I remember your name is Nur something, right? The Ghost-type trainer from A-Country, the one who was swept 6-0 by the Grandma?"
With his past exposed, the trainer who had jumped out's face darkened. Just as he was about to defend himself, he didn't expect Lance's tone to shift. He pointed at a few people. "Trainers of the same caliber? Is it you, you? Or you?"
The faces of the people being pointed at changed.
"You guys are also qualified to say you're trainers of the same caliber as me? I'm afraid you can't even beat the child next to me, right?"
Hikaru: "..."
Although it sounds awesome, isn't this just redirecting the hatred onto me?
He looked at the few people Lance was pointing at. Although their expressions were ugly, they indeed had no intention of refuting.
Hikaru's heart settled.
Looked at this way, he was indeed a "genuine" Champion-level trainer.
The atmosphere gradually became tense. Hikaru knew that if this atmosphere wasn't broken, a fight might really break out.
He deliberated for a moment and said slowly, "Do you all want ownership of Groudon?"
Charles Ming, who was standing at the very front, was stunned. He hadn't expected this young trainer from the Huaxia region to dare to speak up in such an atmosphere.
"I think this matter is actually quite easy to handle."
Hikaru said nonchalantly, "Since everyone feels there's an issue with Groudon's ownership, how about this? I'll release Groudon again, and everyone can try again. Whoever can capture it, it's theirs."
"You are all my seniors. I think this shouldn't be a difficult problem, right?"
Hikaru revealed a rather gentle smile.
But his words made everyone present turn their gazes to him.
Release Groudon? Are you kidding?
It was so hard to capture it. If you release it again, who's going to stop it then?
They didn't believe that a situation like the one just now would happen again.
"This little brother, you shouldn't joke around," Charles Ming said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
He had never thought he would be so gentle with such a young child.
"The Groudon that was so hard to capture..."
"I'm not joking. Since everyone wants ownership of Groudon, why not just release it again? Otherwise, on what grounds should I let you discuss the ownership of the Groudon I captured?"
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