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Chapter 147 - Captured Hunter G

"What a way to get yourself killed…"

Hovering in midair, Shiro glanced down at Hunter G and muttered in disdain.

At this point, Corviknight didn't even need to do anything. The enraged Hippopotas had already come to a stop on its own. It started thrashing its body wildly, throwing Hunter G off its back.

"What the..." The man crashed hard onto a protruding rock. The impact knocked the air out of him, pain shooting through his back as he grimaced, rage and disbelief boiling inside.

'Why the hell does that damned Hippopotas care so much about that guy?! And how did it even have the focus to notice what I did while running for its life?!'

"Hiipppoo..."

Hippopotas's swollen, tumor-like mouth loomed huge. Its round eyes, pressed tightly together on its head, were now squeezed into slits. It let out a furious growl at the man struggling to stand.

Hunter G's limbs turned cold. Gasping for breath, he raised his head and glanced around. Hippopotas stood right in front of him, and Corviknight hovered directly above, its wings casting a full shadow over him like a death omen.

At the same time, Shiro arrived overhead, carried through the air by Haunter and Vibrava. His eyes were icy as he stared down.

Thanks to Drakloak's overwhelming display, once the hunters realized there was no hope of winning, they all scattered. Everyone ran like their lives depended on it, carefully avoiding both Shiro and Corviknight.

When the Dragon-type casually fired off a few Dragon Pulses, anyone lucky enough not to be directly in their path might just survive. But if the steel bird marked you as a target… there was no escaping death.

Ordinary hunters would be lucky to own two or three Advanced-level Pokémon, often purchased rather than raised. Their fighting style relied heavily on ambushes, catching trainers off-guard. They had no chance against a Gym-level Pokémon in a straight fight.

Seeing Corviknight remain here was like seeing the Grim Reaper. Every hunter escaped the other way.

There wasn't a single subordinate nearby, not even a weak one.

Hunter G felt despair creeping in.

He looked up at the Hippopotas slowly stepping toward him. He knew clearly—his life now rested in Shiro's hands. In a panic, he cried out, "Please... spare me! I know a lot of secrets about the League and the Hunters Guild! I'm begging you! I even know classified info from the League!"

Shiro's eyes flickered. He raised his hand, signaling Corviknight to swoop down and grab Hunter G by the back.

The man kicked and struggled a bit, but quickly calmed down.

Secrets from the League and the Hunters Guild? Shiro might not be in Kanto right now, but of course he was curious. He wanted to know what was really going on out there.

He said nothing and motioned for Haunter to float over and search Hunter G thoroughly. The Ghost-type brought back everything he had on him.

Including the black box containing the things taken from the Dynamax device.

Through the semi-transparent lid, Shiro could see the two Unown letters, A and G, sleeping inside. His pupils shrank slightly. He couldn't believe it.

Unown were strange. No one could say for sure if they were Pokémon or some kind of mystical artifact. But one thing was clear: their mystery went beyond most legendary beings.

These small letter-shaped creatures could influence time, space, and matter... even simulate real Legendary Pokémon.

"Phew..." Shiro had originally guessed Hunter G came to catch some powerful wild Pokémon, maybe something rare, like Lunatone or Solrock. He never imagined this guy came for Unown.

'What the hell were they planning? World destruction?' he thought.

And if it was just about Pokémon like Lunatone or Solrock, there was no reason to sneak into Galar with such effort...

After checking through Hunter G's belongings, Shiro found that aside from the box containing the Unown, there were only three empty Poké Balls left.

'Looks like all of his Pokémon were a Noivern, three Noibat, and three Rhydon.'

Shiro narrowed his eyes at Hunter G, whose body gave an involuntary shudder under the weight of that stare. A chill crept down his spine.

"You came to capture the Unown... What for? Speak."

Hearing that, the man finally let out a breath.

What he feared most was encountering someone who wouldn't even bother asking questions and just killed on the spot. Thankfully, that kind usually only acted that way when they already knew you had no value left.

"Our leader… or rather, the leaders of most high-ranking hunters…" Hunter G carefully chose his words, then continued, "They're the ones who've always held noble status, ever since ancient times."

"What do you mean?" Shiro frowned.

The man took a deep breath and answered,

"The League has only existed for seventy-three years. But them, they're the true rulers of this land, stretching back thousands of years. Those ancient kingdoms… were founded by their ancestors."

'A bunch of remnants from long-dead royalty?'

Giving it some thought, Shiro realized there were indeed plenty of lingering noble bloodlines in the Pokémon world. Galar alone had the famous Sword and Shield family, said to be descendants of the ancient hero duo.

"What do they want?" he pressed.

"Overthrow the League… it's simple." Hunter G's replied.

Shiro couldn't help but laugh. Overthrow the League? That probably just meant trying to control some Legendary Pokémon to cause chaos. But the League today had no shortage of talent. Did they really think a few dusty aristocrats could bring it down?

Hunter G heard the laughter, and something in his heart stirred with indignation. He went on:

"We have nearly complete information on all Legendary Pokémon—things the League doesn't know. And… there are hidden dimensions in Alola. Plus, we're the only ones who understand the requirements for advancing beyond Champion-level…"

Beyond Champion-level?

Shiro's heart skipped. That level was between 61 and 70, the highest stage he knew of so far, even though he hadn't met anyone who actually reached it. But if there were levels beyond, it made sense. Sixty or seventy surely wasn't the end.

Maybe that's the level of those Legendary Pokémon...

"What are the specifics?" he asked again.

"I… I don't know…" Hunter G stammered, unable to respond.

He truly didn't know the details. After all, he was just a small pawn in the nobles' grand game, another disposable grunt. The important information had never been meant for him.

"Hah…" Shiro understood. He waved his hand, signaling Corviknight to drop a little lower, close enough to bring Hunter G within reach of the raging Hippopotas below.

"Hippooo!"

Unable to avenge its trainer, the Pokémon's fury surged to new heights. It roared wildly and stomped in place, desperate to tear the man out of the sky.

As Corviknight lowered him, Hunter G's dangling legs were now just five meters above the sand beast's snapping jaws.

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