Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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When Luther and Nerium returned to the villa, the villa was still brightly lit.

The three champions sitting in the living room waiting for news all looked a little anxious.

The rich blood-reeking qi made Diantha aware of something. She stood up and walked towards the gate, and met Luther, who was covered in blood, and she could not restrain the look of shock because of her excellent qi training.

After checking Luther’s injury, the coagulated blood scab grinned as soon as it touched Luther.

Just now I was in a state of nervous tension and adrenaline was secreted frantically. Luther didn’t feel anything yet. As soon as his body relaxed, his right hand arm felt very painful.

Diantha rushed to the kitchen with Luther, took out the medical kit and quickly started treating the wound.

Adu and Cynthia asked around Nerium for a long time. Nerium just showed his blood and said: “I hope Luther’s judgment is accurate, otherwise I will be in vain.”

Unable to bear the sticky blood on his body, Nerium got into the bathroom.

Luther’s right hand was carefully handled by Diantha once and bandaged.

“Go to the hospital in the morning and check again.” Diantha looked at her craft, sighed.

“Miya, she’s asleep.”

Diantha nodded: “I went to bed very early, she didn’t participate in the barbecue, and she didn’t know what happened tonight.”

Luther relaxed: “Then I’ll go take a shower.”

“Your wound can’t touch water.”

“It’s okay, just let my Pokemon help.”

Luther took off his blood coat, took out his dry clothes, and lay down in the bathtub full of Scald, surrounded by warmth on his limbs, which relaxed Luther’s tight nerves a little bit, and the violent breath dissipated.

Espurr controlled the towel wet and rubbed Luther’s back cautiously.

Usually when I see Espurr Luther, I always want to catch her, and then give her a hard punch. Now I am a little bit weak. As soon as my left hand tried to push hard, the right hand felt pain, reminding him not to forget what his condition was.

Disappointed Luther sighed, let Espurr scrub his whole body carefully.

After taking a shower, Luther returned to his room and closed the door gently. He tucked in the corner of the bed, his head on his knees.

The plan was only partially successful, and someone had to come and get the Present.

Luther tried to keep himself from thinking about the possibility that Mob would not take the travel bag.

He is not a god and cannot be seamless, but he has tried his best to do his best. He braved the mortal danger to spell out an opportunity. Now, Luther only hopes that good luck can come to him.

When he came back to his senses, Luther was already surrounded by Pokemon.

Jumpluff on his feet, Marill lying next to him, Mismagius on his head, Espurr leaning on his thigh, Ralts lying on his shoulders, Chansey also snuggled himself.

Espurr sensed Luther’s depression, and called everyone out when Luther was in a daze.

Feeling the warmth of 4 weeks, Luther dozed in a daze.

After some time, Nerium’s voice came from outside the door, waking Luther.

“The travel bag is gone.”

Luther woke up from the confusion, then smiled, and fell on the bed with his arms around the Pokemon.

“I hope you like the lemonade I gave you.”

With a murmur, Luther fell asleep.

………

In a tavern outside Lumiose City, Evergreen stayed up all night.

When he returned to this stronghold, he furiously smashed everything on the table. Others were holding the wine hoping to calm him down by drinking. Evergreen, who had finished drinking, was still unable to remain calm and smashed the wine bottle in one hand.

He hates this kind of frustration, he escaped there like a bereaved dog!

He lost the dominance of the conversation, and this time… he was scared off by 3 words and 2 words!

When did Luther control the rhythm of the dialogue?

Was it when Luther mentioned that weird train problem and listed a bunch of weird options?

Or when Luther said that the unheard-of punishments and instruments of torture?

Evergreen shivered… He is considered a well-read book, but he has never seen the things and things Luther said in any book. How did Luther know these things?

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It’s impossible. It’s easy to make up for 100 leaks with things that are so detailed as to see with your own eyes. However, Luther speaking of which is extremely smooth, and now that I think of it, there is no special weak spot.

Is that real existence?

After Evergreen came back, people began to inquire about the stories and torture instruments. However, the comparison results showed that some of them can be found in the history books a little similar, but they are not of the same type.

Damn it, Evergreen’s head really hurts, and his heart is panicked, and the knowledge he doesn’t know where it comes from makes him inexplicably afraid of Luther.

Years of experience made Evergreen still feel wrong. He felt that Luther was Swagger… But when he thought so, he again remembered those oozing stories. It was clear that Luther only raised his mouth, but Evergreen’s mind seemed to be constantly echoing. Growl and wailing.

Luther’s cold eyes that looked at himself like a piece of meat appeared in his mind from time to time.

The distraught Evergreen gritted his teeth and connected to the Boss communication, asking the Boss to allow him to carry out an attack on Luther.

The risk is very high, it is very possible to lose an Elite, but Luther’s existence is like a Heart Demon, never before has anyone shaken Evergreen like this…he must confirm it once.

Luther’s acting has had an effect, and the bosses believe that if Luther is really playing the Role Play game with Diantha and Cynthia as prey, Mob can enjoy the victory of destroying the Alliance champion.

If not, then letting Luther abolish can also make Evergreen, a rare think tank, feel at ease.

Mob has never taken such a risk. This time, they made the decision to test Luther.

Junienn led the mission back to Lumiose City.

Evergreen didn’t dare to sleep. He waited for Junienn’s communication. Although he knew Junienn needed to look for opportunities, it might take a long time, but he was still waiting.

The time given in the organization is only one night, regardless of whether there is a chance tonight, they need to leave Lumiose. They doubt whether Karen’s death was kept a secret.

Evergreen fiercely, who was napping in the middle of the night, shivered and woke up inexplicably.

He came to the basement of the bar in cold weather, but the person in charge of contacting Junienn told him that it was almost 3 hours since Junienn lost contact.

The anxiety in Evergreen’s heart spread. He used the positioning device to check Luther’s location, only to find that Luther’s location was not in Diantha’s villa at all, but in a strange location.

The suffering Evergreen hurriedly had people holding the positioning device to investigate the situation.

When the sky was shining, a truck carrying cargo stopped at the entrance of the bar, and the Mob member carrying a travel bag got into the half-opened rolling door.

“This is a travel bag? Where is Junienn?”

The person in charge of investigating the information shook his head: “When I went, I saw this thing hanging on this travel bag, with a word on it, saying that you need to open it personally, so I brought it back.”

Evergreen took the pendant that was given to Luther. The anger could no longer be suppressed, and he yelled at the man: “Do you have any brains, and you can take it back when he gives you a bag? What if there is a positioning device in it? There is no positioning. Device, he sent a bomb back, do you want it too? I don’t know how to do it, why don’t you contact us?”

Evergreen, who wanted to scold him 2 sentences, twitched his nose, and he found that others were also sniffing.

“This taste is…”

“Blood?” Someone looked at it for 4 weeks, then looked towards the travel bag he brought back.

Evergreen retreated to the bar and ordered: “Open the bag.”

The giant bald man who came back with the bag bent down and cautiously opened the travel bag.

As soon as a small slit was opened, the blood-reeking qi, which was so strong that it could not be removed, came out. There was no need to sniff the nose. The whole bar was full of blood.

The bald giant looked at the contents of the bag and shook his hands violently. He sat on the ground with a scream, and retreated with his hands and feet together. He pointed to the travel bag roar until he leaned on the wall and couldn’t retreat.

He was so frightened that he couldn’t say anything.

A courageous red-haired Mob member stepped forward, unzipped the zipper abruptly, and several people looked into the travel bag.

In an instant, everyone turned pale, Gastro Acid rolled, and a violent nausea made them bow their heads and vomit.

Seeing the reactions of these people, Evergreen seemed to understand something. He was composure and planned to go to the travel bag. After thinking about it, he stopped and ordered the red-haired little brother to check if there were any abnormalities inside.

The little red-haired brother, who had nothing left in his stomach, resisted the discomfort, did not look at the contents of the bag, and reached out and fumbled in the bag.

The sticky touch is blood, and some of the soft parts are… the red-haired little brother suddenly touched a cylindrical object, like a bottle with some liquid.

He took out the bottle carefully, and a card specially wrapped in a transparent plastic bag hung on the bottle full of blood.

This turned out to be a bottle of lemonade, and Evergreen was stunned.

He thought of Luther snatching his own lemonade when he was talking to him, each minding their own business to drink, and thought of him smiling and asking Miya to buy lemonade.

He also likes to drink lemonade?

Same as yourself?

Evergreen’s teeth trembled: “What’s written on it, read it!”

“Mr. Evergreen, you seem to be a forgetful person. I remember telling you at the Moonlink shopping mall that I hate people interrupting me playing games. Role Play is a very interesting game.”

Evergreen walked out of the bar, leaning slowly towards the travel bag.

“The fun of Role Play is that it allows you to experience any kind of identity in this world, and through that identity, you can get various surprises. I have told you that Diantha and Cynthia, and even Miya, are my prey. I He is a food protector, and he values ​​what he will get.”

Evergreen came to the red-haired little brother. The red-haired little brother was trembling and reading the letter. Every word and every sentence made him feel an unhumanly cold feeling.

“Your unbelief made me almost lose the rhythm of Role Play. This is not a good sign. I remember that I told you many interesting stories. They should fit your interests very well. During the conversation, it is not difficult to see You are shaking with excitement. This is great. You must be my soulmate.”

The dim light of the bar made Evergreen look unreal, and he lowered his head against the blood-reeking qi.

“I wonder if Mr. Evergreen still remembers Lu’s story?”

The vision suddenly became clear, and Evergreen sat on the ground, covering her mouth, and resisting the severe nausea.

“It’s hard to find a bosom friend. Today, I will send one to Mrs. Qi.”

The red-haired little brother trembled, resisting the discomfort, and said the last sentence.

“If Mr. Evergreen has more needs, please send another person, and you will be satisfied.”

“Your soulmate, Sandgem Town, Luther.”