Chapter 137: The Stupidest One Was Actually Myself
After Linda left, the dim room returned to silence.
The puppet named Oliver remained motionless.
It had no life force to begin with.
Amidst the smoke, Gengar slowly floated out, solidifying into a somewhat short and stout humanoid entity.
Although Gengar is the subject of many terrifying legends, in reality, their solid form is quite roundish, like a short, stout little piece of fatty tissue paper. Their arms are also very short, and on top of their head, they have a pair of pointed horns that resemble croissants. In reality, they mostly keep their lower body in a smoke-like form; combined with their pair of blood-red eyes, they can still maintain some terrifying visual impact. If they were to fully materialize, their legs are actually also very short, and that appearance would indeed be a bit goofy.
The materialized Gengar panted heavily several times in the empty room, then coughed for a long while before recovering its senses.
Beside him, Mismagius, whose image resembled a pointy-hatted witch, had been constantly attending to his side. Using smoke to condense into arms, like a pained and loving wife, she gently stroked Gengar's back.
"You shouldn't overwork yourself like this. If this continues, you will die."
Mismagius advised with concern.
Although Ghost-type Pokémon are long-lived, they are not immortal.
Two hundred years is a long journey, even for a ghost.
Furthermore, Gengar was truly too overworked. From the moment he resolved to seek revenge against the Mythical Pokémon, he lived every day amidst high-intensity work and torment.
Such a desperate posture was simply the complete opposite of the 'Buddha-like' lifestyle of most Ghost-type Pokémon, who might sleep for decades at a time.
Mismagius was very worried; if this continued, Gengar likely didn't have many years left to live.
Having recovered his breath, Gengar's eyes widened, the red light within them flaring brightly!
"I will not die!! Before I make those Mythical Pokémon go down there and be buried with him, I absolutely will not die! Cough, cough, cough!!"
As he spoke, Gengar was again seized by a fit of violent coughing.
Mismagius flew to the side, quickly found a bead, brought it to Gengar's side, and fed it to him.
Only then did Gengar's symptoms improve considerably.
However, the worry in Mismagius's eyes also grew heavier.
This type of bead was called a Soul Orb, refined from the souls of the deceased. It held a fatal attraction for Ghost-type Pokémon and could be considered a great tonic.
However, once a ghost begins to consume Soul Orbs, it will gradually develop a dependence on this substance, eventually perhaps becoming completely unable to live without it.
Although this type of bead held an irresistible temptation for almost all Ghost-type Pokémon, Mismagius, who was responsible for storing the Soul Orbs, had never once thought of using them for herself.
Her entire heart was devoted to Gengar.
From a hundred years ago when she was still just a newly born little Misdreavus, rescued by this powerful Gengar from the jaws of a Houndoom, she had always been thus.
After consuming the Soul Orb, Gengar's condition finally showed visible improvement.
He took a deep breath, composed himself, and continued, "It's all that idiot Liam's fault for acting on his own accord, hiding it from me and secretly going into Kubfu Alliance territory to stir up trouble! The stupidest thing is, they still messed it up!"
"Truly unable to accomplish anything but more than capable of ruining things! Are humans really all a bunch of idiots?!"
"Next, only I can come and clean up this mess for him. Regardless, the Stitched Shadow Army organization still cannot fall! I still haven't made the Mythical Pokémon bleed enough blood!"
Gengar's words made Mismagius sigh silently.
He says humans are all a bunch of idiots.
Yet, the original intention behind all this revenge of yours... isn't it precisely for a human who passed away long ago?
Not long after Mismagius was born, she began to follow Gengar. She had never experienced long-term cohabitation with humans, let alone being captured by one.
Therefore, she couldn't understand the origin of this obsession that had held Gengar for two hundred years.
That was an emotion she couldn't imagine.
But as long as Gengar said the organization still needed to exist, then she would definitely do her utmost to protect the Stitched Shadow Army!
Although she was only a little over a hundred years old, other ghosts, after being born, might spend most of their time sleeping and wandering. But Mismagius, for this past hundred years, had persisted in unremitting training every single day!
Personally guided by Gengar.
Therefore, she was very strong!
...
Not long after, somewhere within the Star Brilliance Alliance territory.
Liam sat irritably before an empty window opening.
Empty because this window had no glass, no frame; it was just a large hole in the wall.
This was an unfinished building.
An unfinished building in the northern outskirts of Don city.
This was a past effort made by the Star Brilliance Alliance in an attempt to improve the domestic situation, especially the overly disparate gap between rich and poor within the capital.
This housing project adjoined the slums and was originally intended to build new homes for the people there.
But later, due to various and sundry reasons, all these attempts failed.
In the end, only a stretch of grey, unpainted unfinished buildings remained, remotely facing the low-lying shantytown of the slums not far away.
An unspeakable irony.
This night, there was a light drizzle; the area before the window without glass had long been wet.
Liam endured the icy fine rain and cold wind, waiting stubbornly.
Unfortunately, what he waited for was still—
"Boss, the last stronghold was also asked just now. No contact..."
Liam forcefully suppressed the urge to punch the wall.
Venomoth and Gligar were lying listlessly to the side, unmoving...
"In the entire Star Brilliance region, is there now not a single stronghold left for us to set foot in?"
Back then, the image of him single-handedly slaughtering the Yharnam Gang was indeed very impressive, but his current homeless appearance was truly pathetic.
The efficiency of the Kubfu Alliance's recent full-line advance was too terrifying. It was clearly another alliance's territory, yet they seemed to operate as if it were their own backyard, possessing thorough knowledge of all stronghold and key route information.
At this moment, Liam finally began to feel some regret.
When operating in the East Continent, perhaps one really shouldn't provoke Kubfu.
This behemoth appeared low-key, but in reality, the influence it radiated over more than half of the East Continent could be called astonishing!
They usually just had no interest in meddling in the internal affairs of other alliances.
But if they truly decided to make a move, there was almost no place on this continent their firepower couldn't cover!
It had only been a few days since he came out, just after making his move, and Liam already discovered he had almost nowhere left to hide within Star Brilliance territory.
"Can you contact Dayna and Linda?"
Before leaving, he remembered that woman Dayna assuring him that she could definitely succeed in turning Linda to their side. At that time, with the three cadres joining forces, even without the Leader, they might not necessarily be unable to rebuild an even more glorious Stitched Shadow Army!
However, his subordinate's reply once again made him feel uneasy.
"Cannot contact, Boss. We are using internal encrypted channels; there's no risk of being monitored. But that side consistently remains unresponsive."
The continuous stream of bad news made Liam feel somewhat uneasy.
He suddenly began to somewhat understand why, for the routine trade with the Yharnam Gang back then, that woman Dayna would proactively push it onto him.
He seemed to have... been set up by someone!
At this moment, although he couldn't guess that Dayna and Linda were using him as bait to fish out the mastermind, he could at least sense that that woman bore him no good will!
Back when he was planning that cruise ship hijacking incident in the Kubfu South Sea, he had always thought he was the clearest-headed one.
The first to see through the Leader's puppet identity, and the first to take action and rebel!
But now, as the situation slipped further and further...
He increasingly had a dangerous premonition—
Could it be that in this organization, the stupidest one was actually myself?
(End of Chapter)
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