Chapter 192: Your Ideal Is Not Real! Defeat with Zekrom

A young man in white robes and a hat walked slowly forward, his lifeless eyes hidden beneath the shadow of the brim.

"My lord, I did not expect you to come in person."

Colress slowly turned around, looking at N who was approaching.

N, the King of Team Plasma, was also the puppet pushed onto the throne by Ghetsis.

At least Colress was very clear that Ghetsis, that cold-blooded fellow, had no affection for N at all, and only treated N as a tool.

Yet, laughably, this ideal hero recognized by Zekrom truly and sincerely trusted Ghetsis.

Colress could not understand, but he would not speak out of turn; anyway, he just treated it as watching a show.

"Colress, my lord sent me to fetch you."

N's tone was like a pool of dead water, devoid of a single trace of emotion.

"I understand, but I still need to organize the experimental data and materials; I must trouble you, my lord, to deal with these people."

Colress said slowly with a smile.

N looked deeply at Colress, but did not refuse.

"Speed."

N said lightly; his impression of Colress was not very good, because undoubtedly, a brilliant genius like Colress was hard to control.

Not to mention that Colress showed no respect to him or to Ghetsis.

However, Colress's talent was indeed superior, and Ghetsis valued Colress highly, so N naturally remained silent.

"OK." Colress turned back and returned inside the base.

"Is this fellow the King of Team Plasma?"

Officer Jenny's expression was incredibly serious as she gazed at that handsome young man with green hair, completely unable to tell...

But judging solely by appearance, of course, one could not distinguish a person's good or evil.

Just like Colress, wasn't that the case?

The King of Team Plasma had always been a mysterious existence whose information was obtained only from the mouths of Team Plasma members; who would have thought that today this mysterious 'King' would suddenly appear before them.

"Young Lady Jenny, what should we do now?"

Elesa's delicate face was heavy as she asked Young Lady Jenny.

No matter how you put it, such an opponent was a bit beyond the syllabus.

Originally, Elesa was full of confidence; after all, she was one of the official Gym Leaders of the Unova region.

But her ace, Zebstrika, had just been thoroughly beaten by Colress's Genesect, which undoubtedly severely struck her confidence.

If one really had to speak, the performance of those Blueberry Academy students was no worse than hers, especially that boy using Dragon-type Pokémon.

And now that Colress had entered the base, a Team Plasma 'King' who looked even stronger had arrived.

"I have already notified the League; they will send reinforcements to arrive as quickly as possible," Young Lady Jenny said in a low voice.

"We only need to delay them."

"Reinforcements?" Elesa seemed to suddenly discover something: "Is it them?"

"Huh?" Young Lady Jenny was stunned; reinforcements arrived that fast? No way?

Young Lady Jenny followed Elesa's gaze, and what came into view were exactly three young figures.

"It probably isn't, right?" Young Lady Jenny could not be sure; obviously, she did not recognize the three of Mammon.

And at this moment, N also noticed these three approaching figures; his lifeless eyes rippled slightly, landing on the boy in the very center.

He could feel that this boy was special.

"Oh my, oh my~ I really didn't expect that my luck would be so good today."

Mammon revealed a rich smile, gazing at that handsome young man.

"The leader of Team Plasma, N, I have indeed heard of your name for a long time."

"Who are you?"

N's eyes stared at Mammon, issuing a question.

The sky covered by black thunderclouds was dim and boundless; those rolling thunderclouds piled up layer upon layer, as if right above the head, making one's mood incredibly oppressive.

"Mammon, Mammon of Team Rocket."

Mammon's smile was very sunny.

And upon hearing Mammon's voice, both Young Lady Jenny and Elesa were startled.

Team Rocket?!

"I have heard of you from my lord." N tilted his head slightly; Mammon... this name was not unfamiliar to him.

Because Ghetsis had been constantly mentioning this name recently, and the anger and hostility in his words were something N could not understand.

"Ghetsis? That petty fellow is only at that level, but you are different."

Mammon sized up N; noticing Mammon's gaze, N frowned slightly.

Because that was a very strange look: certainty, regret, pity... very complex.

"But unfortunately, you are now completely led astray by Ghetsis; correcting you back is not an easy task." Mammon shook his head.

"I do not understand what you are saying." N said lightly.

"I have an unshakable ideal, so there is no problem of twisted thinking." The current N was a very rigorous person; his intelligence was high, and he was good at mathematics and physics.

He was even called the 'Magician of Mathematics'.

"But your current ideal is not real." Mammon could not help but laugh.

Indeed, N had an extremely firm ideal, even possessing the resolve to dedicate everything for the ideal.

This was also the reason why he could receive the recognition of the Ideal Dragon God Zekrom.

But his current ideal was actually artificially guided by Ghetsis, a very ethereal and insubstantial ideal.

And this is the most pitiful thing about N.

He holds sincere ideals, and he can see what is called the truth; thus, in reality, whether it is 'ideal' or 'truth', N can awaken both of these Dragon Gods.

But the key lies in the fact that all of this was shown to him by Kyouki-shi.

N was adopted by Kyouki-shi since childhood and was deliberately kept separate from ordinary people by Kyouki-shi.

Then Kyouki-shi brought Pokémon that had been betrayed, abused, and harmed by malicious humans to N's side, causing N—who is naturally able to sense Pokémon emotions—to remain in such an environment for a long time.

So what kind of thoughts and worldview would N develop? He is a special person who can clearly feel Pokémon emotions!

To be honest, under such circumstances, the fact that N did not hate or resent humans was already due to his naturally kind personality.

And precisely because he grew up in such an environment, N naturally believes that Pokémon and humans cannot find happiness together.

His ideal is to separate humans and Pokémon, as clearly distinct as black and white, allowing Pokémon that have gained freedom to become complete beings.

What seems like a ridiculous, nonsensical idea to normal people is N's heartfelt, sincere ideal, and it earned him the recognition of Zekrom.

"My ideal is correct."

N's eyes gradually hardened as he gazed at Mammon.

"What you see is only one-sided. N, this world is vast, and it is not represented entirely by your small castle." Mammon said calmly.

"You should have already walked out of the castle and seen many different kinds of people and Pokémon."

"Indeed, but I still saw many Pokémon harmed by humans."

N replied calmly; he did not deny that many Pokémon did find happiness alongside humans.

But at the same time, he also saw many Pokémon harmed by humans.

"That is true; this point needs to be changed gradually."

Mammon nodded; human evil cannot be completely eliminated, and this world has many, many trainers.

Trainers who abandon and release Pokémon due to strength issues are not numerous, but they do exist.

Then there are those like Paul from the anime's early-to-mid seasons; Paul was initially a typical strength-first trainer who conducted devilish special training to unleash his Pokémon's potential.

To outsiders, this is practically no different from abusing Pokémon.

And for trainers like Paul, can you say their philosophy is wrong?

For trainers like Ash who champion bonds and heartfelt connections, strength-first trainers like Paul are undoubtedly extreme and detestable existences.

But it cannot be denied that strength-first trainers are not few in number.

As a result, abandonment and devilish special training cannot be eradicated; this is a cycle.

"No need to change, and it cannot be completely changed; it is enough just to separate Pokémon from humans." N said calmly.

"I have already seen everything; the future of Pokémon can only achieve complete freedom this way."

"How arrogant, N. Do you think you are a savior?"

Mammon raised an eyebrow.

"I never thought of becoming a savior; I am simply walking the path of my own ideal." N shook his head.

"I originally thought you were the same as me, that you would agree with my ideal."

N's eyes dimmed again; from the moment he first saw Mammon, he felt that Mammon, like him, was special.

They are both people who can understand Pokémon emotions and thoughts; they are the same.

But now it seems they are actually different.

"Why should I agree with the ideal of someone whose eyes are blinded by one-sided reality? N, I said it before: your ideal is not real."

Mammon could not help but laugh.

"Because of that one-sided truth, you see only an impossible path for an ideal; you cannot succeed. This is inevitable."

N's heart regarding his ideal was firm, but this artificially guided ideal was destined to fail.

An ideal is ultimately just an ideal; precisely because it is hard to succeed, it is called an ideal.

This world cannot do without ideals, but this world is more about reality; in the end, ideals simply cannot transcend reality.

Come to think of it, could I try applying to be a real hero?

Mammon suddenly thought of this point; after all, a real White Dragon is still very appealing.

"I see." N fell silent.

He did not continue to argue with Mammon, because this verbal dispute was meaningless.

He could not persuade Mammon, and Mammon's sneer could not affect his pursuit of his ideal.

"In that case, then I will defeat you."

N slowly raised his arm; beneath the shadow of his cap brim, those lifeless eyes gradually lit up with Gao Guang.

"Using the one who supports my ideal and is willing to assist me in realizing my ideal..."

Boom!!

A massive bolt of lightning descended from the sky, crashing heavily behind N, causing thick smoke to rise.

"Zekrom!"

Within the smoke, red eye-light gradually brightened, and a huge black dragon-shaped Pokémon slowly materialized.

Overwhelming dragon pressure spread; this was Zekrom, the Ideal Dragon God from the Unova region's mythological legends!!

"Tsk~" Mammon could not help but click his tongue, gazing at the pitch-black dragon.

"Zekrom!"

Cynthia and Caitlin, the two women, looked at this legendary Pokémon with its powerful aura in astonishment.

Good heavens, is the evil organization in the Unova region that powerful? Going straight for the pressure?

"Team Rocket, an evil chaotic existence, will disrupt the balance of this world."

N's bright eyes gazed at Mammon, and his low voice reached the ears of everyone present.

"I'll defeat you all right here, to lay the cornerstone of my ideal world!"

(End of this chapter)