Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [575]

“Oh? Why’s that?” August asked, pretending curiosity.

“Because she has such a ‘good’ teacher like you,” Giovanni replied dryly, deliberately emphasizing the sarcasm in the word “good.”

Giovanni clearly wasn’t giving August a compliment.

Yet August acted as though he hadn't caught the sarcasm at all, modestly waving his hand, “You flatter me, you flatter me. Actually, I'm not that good.”

“…”

Giovanni realized he'd made a serious mistake.

He had actually dared to expect that August might still have a sense of shame.

While Giovanni quietly reconsidered his life choices, the battle on the field had already begun.

[Gigantamax Inteleon] was the first to attack. The moment [Gigantamax Machamp] appeared, Inteleon had instantly sensed the immense gap in their strengths.

It decisively chose to strike first.

Inteleon swiftly raised its finger-rifle, environmental data instantly calculated in its eyes. But aiming was hardly necessary against a [Gigantamax Machamp], who stood like a towering mountain.

[G-Max Hydrosnipe]!

At this short distance, even though Machamp realized Inteleon’s intentions, there was nowhere to dodge.

But Machamp was Bea’s ace, a Pokémon with extensive battle experience. Rather than futilely trying to evade, it chose another approach.

Machamp quickly brought its lower pair of arms forward, bracing them against its chest, forcibly absorbing the tremendous impact of the water blast.

[Gigantamax Machamp] staggered, its massive body nearly collapsing under the immense force.

But to the astonishment of everyone watching, Machamp gritted its teeth and withstood the strike.

Then, raising its upper arms, it rapidly formed a massive sphere of freezing energy overhead.

“[G-Max Chi Strike]!”

Machamp hurled the massive sphere of ice energy directly at Inteleon.

Unlike Machamp, whose legs still allowed limited movement, Inteleon, perched atop a towering tail like a sniper tower, had nowhere to run.

Inteleon remained composed, instantly firing multiple precision water shots at the incoming ice sphere.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The water blasts instantly froze upon impact but still fractured the ice sphere. After multiple rapid-fire shots, the sphere broke apart, drastically reducing its threat to Inteleon.

However, the direct damage was only part of the problem…

“Hail—it’s hailing!” shouted the spectators, pointing toward the sky.

The sky above Stow-on-Side Stadium had suddenly darkened, thick clouds unleashing fist-sized hailstones that hammered violently against the arena’s energy barriers, sending ripples through their protective surface.

Gary shielded his eyes, peering upward in disbelief. “Is [Dynamax] really this powerful?”

Ordinary Pokémon could never create such widespread weather changes.

Giovanni remained openly disdainful.

He stuck stubbornly to his belief—[Dynamax] Pokémon were nothing but oversized targets.

Mew, meanwhile, slipped free from August’s hands and floated happily into the air. It soon returned, hugging several large hailstones close to its chest.

“Mew!” It eagerly shoved the hailstones at August, clearly asking him to make shaved ice.

August: “…”

Do you seriously have to stuff everything you find into your mouth? Aren’t you worried about stomachaches?

Back on the battlefield, Inteleon had suffered heavily from the [G-Max Chi Strike], and now it was battered further by the relentless hail.

It was clearly struggling.

From the start, its level had been below Machamp’s. Although its earlier strike gave it a brief edge, Machamp’s single counterattack had severely drained it.

Seeing this, Gloria realized time was running out for her and Inteleon. Gritting her teeth, she stared at Machamp, determination flaring in her eyes.

“Inteleon, [Max Airstream]!”

Instantly responding to Gloria’s call, Inteleon raised its finger again. A powerful tornado quickly formed in front of its rifle-barrel, spinning violently as it blasted straight at Machamp.

Compared to its previous [G-Max Hydrosnipe], this attack posed a far greater threat.

Yet Bea showed no signs of panic upon seeing this.

This was exactly the moment she’d been waiting for.

Without hesitation, Bea thrust her fist forward.

“Machamp, let’s go! [G-Max Chi Strike]!”

Machamp surged forward, its four magma-covered fists striking out with tremendous force, colliding directly with the incoming tornado.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Machamp’s fists moved so swiftly they blurred, each strike dispersing part of the powerful tornado.

Inteleon, Gloria, and even the spectators watched in disbelief as Machamp relentlessly advanced, tearing apart the swirling winds.

“Incredible…simply incredible!”

“Bea! Machamp!” The hometown crowd erupted into cheers.

Moments later, Machamp had completely shattered the tornado and stood towering directly before [Gigantamax Inteleon].

Compared to the gigantic, muscular Machamp, Inteleon—whose height mostly came from its slender tail—looked extremely vulnerable.

With [Max Airstream] defeated, the Galar particles around [Gigantamax Inteleon] rapidly dissipated.

Inteleon quickly shrank back to its normal size, collapsing back to the ground.

[Dynamax] had ended.

But Machamp still had one final attack left.

Gloria gazed anxiously at Machamp, then at Inteleon, who teetered on the brink, barely enduring the hailstorm. Biting her lip, she hesitated…

Should I continue?

Her chances were slim, and she knew it.

Just as Gloria was about to concede defeat, Inteleon suddenly sprang into motion.

With surprising determination, Inteleon pushed itself forward, swiftly charging toward Machamp. At the same time, it repeatedly aimed precise sniper-shots at Machamp’s joints.

For a split second, Gloria was deeply moved.

She remembered clearly how timid Sobble used to be, crying every night until she comforted it to sleep. Her eyes shone with newfound resolve.

“Inteleon, use [Acrobatics]!”

Inteleon leaped nimbly, rapidly firing point-blank shots at Machamp’s weak points.

Seeing the fierce determination burning in Gloria and Inteleon’s eyes ignited a fire within Bea too. Her face brightened with excitement.

She voluntarily released Machamp from its [Gigantamax] form, returning it to normal size and giving Inteleon a fair fight once again.

Then Bea decisively punched forward: “Machamp, let’s go!”

Following Bea’s command, Machamp leaped suddenly into the air, swiftly grabbing hold of the startled Inteleon.

“It’s over—[Vital Throw]!”

Under Inteleon’s horrified gaze, Machamp tightly gripped its opponent, locking both of Inteleon’s arms with two of its own, holding its waist tightly with its remaining two arms, and then spinning midair, flipping both itself and Inteleon upside-down—

Boom!

A huge cloud of dust rose into the air.

Gloria, Bea, and every spectator stared anxiously at the swirling dust, hearts pounding nervously.

Who won?!

At this moment, the stadium's ventilation systems activated, rapidly sucking away the dust cloud, finally revealing the outcome.

At the impact site, a spiderweb of cracks radiated outward for dozens of meters. At the very center, Inteleon lay sprawled motionless on the ground. Machamp, though covered in bruises, stood firmly, victorious.

“Machamp wins!”

The referee announced the result decisively.

“To think someone as devious as you would unexpectedly teach such an honorable student…” Giovanni remarked with undisguised sarcasm.

Even now, he vividly recalled the scene of August ganging up on him with a squad of Legendary Pokémon.

If only August had half the straightforward dignity of Bea, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

“Hmm, you sound pretty unconvinced. Want another battle?” August raised an eyebrow provocatively.

Giovanni’s expression froze instantly, and he quickly fell silent.

Fight August again? Impossible. He wasn’t a masochist.

Meanwhile, Gloria had already recalled Inteleon into its Poké Ball and was heading gloomily back toward the locker room, when suddenly—

“Gloria!” Bea called out.

Instinctively, Gloria turned and caught the item tossed toward her, surprised as she recognized it.

“This is… the Fighting Badge?” Gloria stared uncertainly at Bea.

Bea smiled warmly. “I exceeded the power expected for a Gym challenge just now. Even though you lost, you’ve more than proven yourself. By official standards, you’ve already passed!”

In the stands, a spy disguised as an ordinary spectator sent by Chairman Rose quietly snapped photos of the scene. He also carefully captured August and Giovanni seated together in the audience before sending everything to Rose.

At that moment, Rose, busy handling yet another emergency at Hammerlocke's underground energy plant, glanced at the images on his phone. He paused briefly, his expression tightening slightly, before nonchalantly returning to instructing his subordinates.

Only Oleana, who knew Rose intimately, understood just how furious he truly was beneath that calm facade.

“Should we cause August some trouble?” Oleana suggested softly.

Rose felt tempted for a moment but shook his head after brief consideration.

He’d love nothing more than to teach August a lesson, but his previous attempt had ended disastrously—the Sordward and Shielbert duo had been utterly crushed by August’s subordinates, losing every bit of confidence they once had.

Using his personal resources was equally risky; he couldn't underestimate the investigative skills of an International Police officer who’d brought down countless criminal leaders. Even the slightest slip could lead directly back to him.

No, for the sake of smoothly progressing his plans, he had to restrain himself now.

Having worked closely with Rose for years, Oleana easily read his concerns. She calmly continued:

“Perhaps we don’t need to act ourselves to trouble August…”

“Oh?” Rose’s curiosity piqued.

Did August have other enemies? Hadn’t he already arrested everyone daring enough to oppose him?

Seeing Rose’s confusion, Oleana explained:

“Champion Leon recently reported massive outbreaks of [Dynamax] wild Pokémon across Galar, causing substantial damage. Why not use this as an opportunity?”

“We can request the League Council to officially ask August for assistance in dealing with these incidents.”

“Surely, the council wouldn’t want their upcoming World Championships thrown into chaos by these rogue [Dynamax] Pokémon?” Oleana reasoned.

Rose’s eyes lit up brighter the more he listened.

Indeed, it was a brilliant plan.

As for whether August might link these abnormal [Dynamax] events directly back to Eternatus…

Rose smirked coldly. August won’t have enough time left for that.

He immediately took out his phone and sent a formal request to the League Council without hesitation.

...

The Gym challenge ended.

Gloria had successfully received her badge from Bea, moving one step closer to entering Galar’s Pokémon League tournament.

Observing Gloria joyfully hugging her new badge, August asked curiously, “Aren’t you participating in the World Championships?”

“Of course I am!” Gloria looked at August strangely, seemingly confused why he’d ask something so obvious.

She even showed him her current rank on her phone:

Great Ball tier, rank 763.

Not only was she tackling Gym challenges, but she’d also simultaneously climbed this high in the World Championships rankings.

What kind of Galarian superhuman is this girl?!

No wonder Sobble had evolved into Inteleon so quickly. With this much battle experience, evolution was practically unavoidable.

While deeply impressed, August couldn’t resist teasing Giovanni:

“Giovanni, if you don’t hurry up, even rookie trainers will surpass you!”

Giovanni’s face darkened, but he said nothing.

Despite Giovanni’s silence, August clearly saw from the subtle twitching of his facial muscles that Giovanni cared quite a lot.

“Teacher August, could you stay in Stow-on-Side a few more days? I have so many questions about training that I’d like your guidance on,” Bea suddenly requested earnestly.

August: “…”

If you asked about battling, sure, I could help with that.

But training…?

His Pokémon always trained themselves, after all…

Just then, a faint voice floated over: “Mr. August… You have the scent of a new ghost Pokémon on you…”

Allister had appeared out of nowhere, startling everyone except Gloria and Gary.

When exactly did he get here?!

As if reading their minds, Allister quietly explained, “My presence…is usually pretty weak. Please don’t mind me…”

Then he continued staring at August.

“A new ghost Pokémon? You mean this one?” August asked casually.

As he spoke, Dragapult—the Pokémon August recently caught—materialized in the room, instantly dropping the temperature by a few degrees.

“Wow… A powerful Dragapult!” Allister murmured with quiet awe.

Dragapult and the Dreepy on its head perked up proudly at the praise. But before they could celebrate, Mew gleefully grabbed both Dreepy by their tails, waving them around like toys.

“Mew!” it chirped happily.

Dragapult’s face immediately turned distressed at the sight of its precious Dreepy becoming mere playthings in Mew’s hands.

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