In the end, Quentin gathered some of Harker's remains and left.
He was afraid.
Afraid that if he stayed any longer, the killing intent in his heart would break free of its restraints.
Watching Quentin ride Salamence into the distance, Aaron's eyes flashed coldly.
He wanted to kill that old bastard too, but this clearly was not the right time.
There were too many Pokémon police officers at the scene.
Even as a nationally decorated Trainer, he could not openly kill a Champion.
Originally, Aaron had been waiting for Quentin to attack first.
Then he would have an excuse to summon Darkrai and wipe him out completely, eliminating the threat for good.
But Quentin had not taken the bait.
He had actually forced himself to endure it.
That surprised Aaron.
It also made him more wary of Quentin.
A man like that was far more dangerous than a reckless brute.
Jian also took Aaron's recorded footage.
This was no small matter, so the proper procedures still had to be followed.
After that, he led his team away.
…
News of this soon reached President Edward, the highest leader of Hualis.
After watching the video, Edward's eyes flashed coldly.
He pondered for a moment, then made a phone call.
Beep… beep… beep…
"Hello… President?"
A hoarse voice came from the other end.
It was Quentin.
Edward's expression remained grave as he said,
"Quentin… I'm sorry about your son."
"But you should know the consequences of what your son did."
The line fell silent for a moment.
Then Quentin's voice sounded.
"I know, President."
A cold gleam flickered in Edward's eyes as he said,
"I hope you'll consider the bigger picture. I won't pursue this matter any further."
"But don't lose your head and do something stupid."
"You cannot touch Aaron."
"If anything happens to Aaron, several generations of your family will be erased for treason."
"These are the words the Protector of Hualis asked me to pass on to you."
"Quentin… do you understand?"
Edward said in a heavy voice.
The other end of the phone went completely silent.
Several seconds later, Quentin finally answered slowly,
"I understand. Please pass my words to the Protector."
"I will not forget his warning."
…
High in the sky.
CRACK!
Quentin stood on Salamence's back with a dark expression.
The communicator in his hand shattered into pieces, scattering through the air.
"Hahahahaha…"
Then Quentin burst into wild laughter.
His voice was filled with hatred and misery.
"Hualis?"
"The Protector?"
"Edward?"
"Aaron?"
"Hahahahaha!"
"You all deserve to die… every last one of you deserves to die!"
Quentin's eyes shone with terrifying killing intent and madness as he laughed like a lunatic.
"ROOOAR!"
Sensing its Trainer's emotions, Salamence let out a thunderous dragon roar.
…
Aaron brought Zoroark to the Pokémon Treatment Center for a full-body examination.
With the doctor's help, Zoroark's injuries finally recovered.
Inside the Pokémon hospital, Aaron looked at Zoroark, whose wounds had mostly healed, and said,
"Zoroark… if you don't have anywhere to go, come live at my house."
"My parents and my little sister are good people."
Zoroark hesitated for a moment after hearing this.
Then it nodded.
Right now, the only human it trusted was Aaron.
Aaron had saved it twice, and it also wanted to do something for him.
Although it had not become Aaron's Pokémon, living in Aaron's home was basically the same thing, right?
Seeing Zoroark agree, Aaron smiled.
Letting Zoroark stay with his family would allow it to experience human warmth and heal its wounded heart.
At the same time, Zoroark could protect his family.
Two birds with one stone.
After that, Aaron had Frog Boss use Flying Thunder God to take him and Zoroark directly back to his room at home.
When Aaron came downstairs with Zoroark, his father, mother, and little sister were all startled.
"Son… didn't you go to Crown City?"
"Why are you back already?"
Aaron's mother asked in surprise.
Aaron explained everything to his parents.
After hearing about Zoroark's painful experience, his mother and little sister started crying.
They patted their chests and promised they would take good care of Zoroark.
They even said they would raise Zoroark like one of their own.
Aaron's lips twitched slightly.
Then he "reluctantly" said goodbye to his family.
He really wanted to call it reluctant.
But seeing his mother and sister fussing over Zoroark, asking whether it was hungry or cold while completely ignoring him, Aaron sighed quietly.
He had no idea whether bringing Zoroark home was a blessing or a curse.
He felt like his place in the family was in danger.
Fortunately, his father was still looking at him.
Then his father said,
"Aaron… next time, I hope you bring home a girlfriend."
"Not a Pokémon."
Aaron: "…"
Aaron immediately used Flying Thunder God again and teleported back to Grit City.
If he could not deal with them, he could at least run away.
He was only eighteen, and they were already rushing him?