Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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Luther’s cell phone rang suddenly, and he was puzzled as soon as he picked up the cell phone when he thought who had sent him New Year’s greetings.

This is an unfamiliar number.

After connecting, Luther even “hey” a few times, but there was no sound from there. Just when he wanted to hang up, a slightly vicissitudes of voice sounded in his ears.

Luther was dull. He turned around and glanced at the other people who were still addicted to the battle, and got up and left with the excuse of answering the phone.

Before leaving, he took a large bag of bread at the front desk of Gym and put it aside in Berry’s basket. He grabbed a large bag and put it in the bag.

After leaving Gym, he walked down the dark alley all the way to the street. Under a lamp post, Greystone sat tiredly on the ground, watching Luther coming out of the alley, he tried hard to get up.

“Happy New Year, Luther.”

Mixed feelings in Luther’s heart, his first New Year blessing came from the early years of this lingering old man.

Seeing Luther hesitating, Greystone said, “The passerby who borrowed my cell phone to call has left. At this point in time, the snow is so heavy, he must be rushing home.”

There is no one on the street Sky, and when the New Year is about to come in 3 hours, most people in the town are staying at home to prepare for the New Year.

“I’m not afraid of being implicated in you, I just…hey, forget it, you can eat something first.”

Finding a place leeward, Luther handed Greystone the bread and Berry he had brought out.

Greystone bit the bread very fiercely, and disappeared after two mouthfuls of bread. He barely chewed and swallowed.

The Pokemon he released didn’t look much better, his eyes were a little green when he saw the food, while eating his own food, he looked at Luther pleadingly.

Luther felt panicked, so he talked to Greystone and bought some food from a convenience store that was still open not far from Gym.

After carrying a bag of food, Luther distributed the contents of the bag to Pokemon, took out a bottle of water, and handed it to Greystone, who was hammering his chest and trying to swallow the bread.

Luther had a lot to say, wanted to ask, but didn’t know how to say it.

He didn’t know how Greystone spent the cold weather when the heavy snow fell. Interpol and Alliance pursued a lot, and he didn’t have money to use. He was already strong in wandering in the wild to live to this day. Up.

Greystone, who was biting on the bread, suddenly stopped, tears couldn’t help but flow out.

Luther looked at Greystone in astonishment, a 6 years old, resolute for a lifetime, Old Gramps who had seen winds and waves at this moment was more like an aggrieved child.

Weeping silently, Greystone, whose eyes were flushed red, looked at the Pokemons who had been by her side and was about to die, suppressing their voice, and said, “Thank you for still wanting to see me.”

Luther is very contradictory. It stands to reason that Greystone has been against Interpol and continuously undermined the contact point of the Interpol Security Department. He is a complete bad guy.

But Luther just felt strange. An old man who was about to step into the grave with one foot and was stubborn enough to climb the ice and snow in order to fight for a breath, why should Revenge Interpol be like this?

Just because Interpol asked him to retire?

Luther sighed: “I just instinctively thought you wouldn’t be that kind of person.”

Retracting in the corner, Greystone tightly sighed and tied the bread bag tightly.

“Don’t judge by instinct in the future. Although I did receive your favor, but the same situation reappears, how can you be sure that he is an enemy or a friend?”

He Lujia only ate half full, the same old He Lujia did not at all appetite, after alleviating his hunger, he stood up and rubbed Luther’s leg hard.

It’s been a long time since I saw Black Luga, his muscles have broken down a lot, which is also related to Greystone’s inability to feed them normally during this time.

A Poké Ball was thrown into Luther’s hands by Greystone.

“Black Luga’s Poké Ball.” As Greystone clenched his fists, “I’m sorry to make your Black Luga worse, and I can’t fulfill the promise to you. I have more important things. Things have to be done.”

Luther punched Black Luga’s head vigorously, and then put him into the Poké Ball.

“why?”

Greystone looked at Luther, silent.

“Will you answer me, why on earth?” Luther couldn’t help but increase his voice. “What the hell happened and how things are going to be like this? You have opinions on Nerium, and if you have opinions on Interpol, you can talk about it, attack. What are they doing?”

Greystone lowered his head, and after a long time he lifted it up again: “I can’t tell you, you shouldn’t know… This is a kind of protection for you.”

“Bullshit! Can’t you find an excuse to justify your bewilderment?”

Greystone’s eyes were calm, and there was no emotion on her sharply lined face.

“Next year I will be 70 years old. By this year, if there is one more thing that makes me impulsive, it is to hunt down those who commit vicious crimes against Pokemon.”

“Confused behavior? Maybe it is, but I have the consciousness to pay for it.” A soft smile appeared on Greystone’s hard face. “Why do you think I want to be an Interpol?”

“58 years ago, due to some things, the various Alliances in the Region experienced turmoil one after another.”

“During that chaotic year and a half, because of the loss of the control of the Region Alliance, the poaching of Pokemon and the indiscriminate hunting reached Peak.”

“My big brother, a ranger, the 4 Pokemon he kept were taken away. When the Alliance found when the time comes, they had turned into corpses. After knowing this, my big brother was muddleheaded and drank all day long. God, he disappeared.”

Greystone’s tears welled up again: “We found him soon, but it was a corpse. He felt guilty, he was suffering, and he felt that it was his fault that made his Pokemon leave him, so he chose a Your own easy way.”

“He and his Pokemon neglect sleep and forget about food in order to protect the Pokemon in the forest from poaching. They all live in the forest. When they encounter invading poachers, they will warn them. I don’t know how many times they have protected the forest. Wild Pokemon in here.”

“They, shouldn’t they have a happy life?”

“Luther, do you believe that good people are rewarded?”

Luther stagnated, he wanted to answer yes, but his previous experience prevented him from blurting out that sentence.

Killing and setting fire to the gold belt, repairing the bridge and repairing the road without any remains, this is a very cold sentence, with a chill, as if to encourage people not to do good deeds.

It is a survival instinct to be good by yourself. Helping when you can help becomes full of risks. This is the sadness of the times.

But it shouldn’t be like this. Good people should be rewarded. This is the truth of this World.

The golden belt for repairing bridges and repairing roads is correct, and killing and arson without a burial site is correct. That’s right!

“I believe.”

Luther replied vigorously.

A warm smile appeared on Greystone’s old face: “The reason why people like us exist is to ensure that people like you can continue to believe.”

“This is the reason I entered Interpol.”