Chapter 432: Mr. Blue Suit's Warning
"Mr... Mr. Blue Suit!"
Basalt was shocked.
The person before him was none other than the mysterious man who had advised him to take Pupitar back to the Cyan Province to meet its mother-in-law! And the Malamar, floating respectfully behind him like a servant, was unmistakable.
"We meet again. Basalt, we seem to be fated!"
Although he couldn't see the man's face, Basalt's brain strangely conjured up the man's expression based on his voice.
"Why are you here?" Basalt was incredibly curious.
This big shot had mysterious origins and an indistinguishable alignment. Although Basalt felt the man wouldn't harm him, he still felt fearful. This was the discomfort of having one's life in another's hands—unpredictable and unsettling!
"I came to Saudi Arabia to handle a matter, and then I happened to hear your angry retort to Koga Hayato. I felt very gratified."
Mr. Blue Suit looked at Basalt and smiled, "You really are... fearless of death!"
Basalt was stunned. Could confronting Koga Hayato be life-threatening?
Seemingly seeing through Basalt's thoughts, Mr. Blue Suit sneered, "Although Koga Hayato has crafted a persona of a graceful gentleman, in his bones, he still holds the ideology of the Koga Clan ninjas: insidious, cunning, unscrupulous, and relentless until the goal is achieved. He just hides it better!"
"If this weren't Riyadh, the capital of Saudi Arabia, and if you weren't staying in a heavily guarded Royal Hotel with Gym Leader-level Pokémon sensing elemental fluctuations 24/7 making it hard for him to act, do you think he would easily let you off?"
Hearing Mr. Blue Suit mention the hotel was heavily guarded, Basalt felt the other party was mocking. If it's heavily guarded, how did you get in?
Mr. Blue Suit interlaced his fingers and said leisurely, "Killing you might be extreme, but using dirty tricks like Hypnosis to give you nightmares, leaving you with indelible aftereffects, is entirely possible."
"Even that is possible?" Basalt broke out in cold sweat.
Is it this dangerous abroad? A Pokémon Master dealing with him indeed had many means, impossible to defend against completely. Basalt started to get scared! He decided to return to China tomorrow, without delay.
Seeing Basalt scared by his words, Mr. Blue Suit chuckled, "But don't be afraid. As long as you don't leave the hotel, Koga Hayato can't do anything to you."
"But tomorrow, I have to go with Koga Hayato to meet the King of Saudi Arabia!" Basalt's smile was uglier than crying.
However, on second thought, Basalt relaxed. Tomorrow Abdullah would pick him up. Abdullah's strength was close to Gym Leader-level. If Koga Hayato tried anything underhanded, he shouldn't escape Abdullah's perception... right?
Basalt wasn't sure! But entrusting his life safety to probability felt unreliable. Either retreat or... call for help!
"No, I'll contact the Director right now and ask him to come personally to back me up. At worst, send Zhou Yuan over to protect me!"
"No need to call Mori."
Mr. Blue Suit, like a magician, saw through Basalt's thoughts again. However, his voice gradually turned cold, filled with killing intent, "After tomorrow, there will be no such person as Koga Hayato in the world!"
"What?"
Basalt's eyes bulged, and his heart skipped a beat.
Mr. Blue Suit said he came to Saudi Arabia to handle a matter; could it be to intercept and kill Koga Hayato? The more he thought about it, the more Basalt felt it possible!
This was the obstruction from the five major alliances! Only, both Basalt and Abdullah thought too simply. This wasn't just obstruction; it was a bloody lesson. You dare to extend your hand recklessly, so I'll chop off your unruly hand!
"It seems you've guessed it."
Mr. Blue Suit's tone softened, looking directly at Basalt. Unfortunately, in Basalt's eyes, Mr. Blue Suit's face remained shrouded in darkness, his true appearance invisible.
"So, you should 'fall ill' tomorrow, postpone your audience with the Saudi King, and delay your entry into the Mecca Holy Land. Otherwise, once the battle starts, it wouldn't be good if the shockwaves hurt you!"
Mr. Blue Suit stood up, ready to leave. This was the real reason he came to find Basalt.
Hearing this, Basalt was terrified, but the look in his eyes towards Mr. Blue Suit changed. Unfortunately, with a flash of white light, Malamar took Mr. Blue Suit and vanished.
"This Mr. Blue Suit, could he be some big shot from China?"
Thinking of the location of their first meeting and this specific warning, Basalt felt this big shot was likely a powerhouse from a mysterious Chinese department, specialized in doing unspeakable things. Unfortunately, Mr. Blue Suit was gone, and Basalt couldn't find an answer.
That night, Basalt tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and released all his Pokémon to guard him. If not for Mr. Blue Suit saying not to call Director Mori, Basalt would definitely have notified him. But since the big shot spoke, he dared not disobey, fearing he might ruin the big shot's plans.
Moreover, Basalt was vaguely worried about whether Mr. Blue Suit's operation would succeed. Although the Saudi Alliance was a small third-rate alliance, it had heritage; otherwise, it wouldn't have occupied this fertile land and stood tall for a thousand years. If Mr. Blue Suit failed and was caught, exposing his identity, how would this end?
China's international situation wasn't great either, constantly suppressed by the US, UK, and France alliance. The Japanese Alliance was a watchdog used to disgust China. Although not something he should worry about, Basalt's brain couldn't help but think in these directions.
"If only I were a Legend-level trainer, I'd flatten the Japanese Alliance for sure." Basalt fantasized inwardly.
It wasn't until past 3 AM that Basalt fell into a groggy sleep.
"What? You're sick? You want to postpone the audience and entry into the Mecca Holy Land?"
Early the next morning, Abdullah looked at the haggard Basalt, somewhat at a loss.
"Boss, I'm sorry! I really don't feel well today, cough cough cough..."
Abdullah's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Could you be any faker? Trying to brush me off with a few coughs?
Stared at by Abdullah, Basalt felt a bit embarrassed and quickly made an excuse to flee: "Boss, I really don't feel well. I've been vomiting and having diarrhea from last night till this morning. I need to go to the bathroom first."
With that, Basalt hid directly in the toilet. Seeing this, Abdullah looked strange. Is Basalt really sick?
Although Basalt couldn't go due to illness, as a prince, Abdullah still had to accompany the King to receive Koga Hayato.
Koga Hayato, as a Master from the Japanese Alliance, had an audience with the Saudi King. After a friendly meeting, the Saudi Heavenly King "Faisal" took Koga Hayato to the Mecca Holy Land. However, although Faisal was called a Heavenly King, in reality, his strength was equivalent to a Chinese "Master" level, not much higher than Koga Hayato. This was the sorrow of small alliances.
Mecca was located in a narrow valley in the Sarat Mountains of western Saudi Arabia. Its area was less than 760 square kilometers, but surrounded by mountains, the scenery was magnificent.
Along the way, Faisal and Koga Hayato chatted happily. After all, Koga Hayato was the future heir of the Koga style. As the premier family of the Japanese Alliance, the Koga family's heritage naturally had unique aspects, and Faisal gained a lot.
"Master Koga, the entrance to the Mecca Holy Land is ahead."
Faisal rode on a Flygon, while Koga Hayato stood on a Honchkrow. These two Master-level Pokémon traveled fast. The journey from Riyadh to Mecca took only an hour, and this was with them chatting and sightseeing along the way. If they went full speed, it would be even faster.
"Truly worthy of being a Holy Land, indeed magnificent!"
Koga Hayato looked at the surrounding scenery and praised repeatedly. But in reality, Koga Hayato had no mind to appreciate the scenery. He just wanted to enter Mecca quickly and capture a Deino cub.
Seeing Koga Hayato's impatience, Faisal laughed heartily: "Alright, alright, I'll open the secret realm gate first to let Master Koga pick a Pokémon. We can talk about the exchange after we return!"
Saying this, Faisal threw a Pokéball and shouted, "Gigalith, open the Gate of the Secret Realm!"
Shh-shh-shh-shh~
The moment Gigalith appeared, the sand near the Mecca Holy Land seemed summoned, floating up involuntarily. In the blink of an eye, a massive sandstorm covering several kilometers formed. This sandstorm was extremely intense; if not for Honchkrow's amazing wind control ability, the sandstorm would have been enough to strip the flesh from Koga Hayato's bones.
"Master Faisal, your Gigalith's strength is truly astonishing! The range of the sandstorm is so vast; Hayato is full of admiration."
Along the way, Koga Hayato actually looked down on Faisal a bit. Just a "grass-roots Heavenly King" relying on being older than him. Give him a few more years, and Koga Hayato was confident he would surpass him. But seeing Gigalith's sandstorm, Koga Hayato knew he had underestimated the little old man in front of him. This sand-raising ability was probably approaching Heavenly King-level Pokémon.
The Saudi Alliance hid its strength deeply!
"Master Koga, this sandstorm... was not raised by Gigalith!" Faisal's face was as dark as water.
"Nani?"
Koga Hayato was confused. You didn't raise this sandstorm? Could it be...
"Enemy attack!" Faisal shouted.
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