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Returning to the base of the great waterfall, Mr. Mammon entered the space behind it, which was a wide-open area.
"Is this it?"
Mr. Mammon looked around, but there was nothing special, only a bit gloomy and damp from being behind the waterfall year-round.
"That's right, it's down below."
Dark Lugia's deep telepathic message came through.
Below?
Mr. Mammon looked at the ground, thought for a moment, and released Dark Mewtwo.
Dark Mewtwo understood Mr. Mammon's intention, flexed its palm, and then slammed its fist heavily onto the ground.
The ground shook violently, and a fissure was directly opened.
A slab shimmering with a faint black light was shaken out from underground, slowly floating in the air.
"Dread Plate!"
Looking at the black slab, Mr. Mammon's lips slowly curled into a smile, feeling a surge of excitement.
This was a legendary plate from the beginning of creation!
The Dread Plate looked like a simple, unadorned square slab, exactly like in the game, completely different from the dazzling, crystalline rhomboid shape in the anime.
And upon seeing the Dread Plate, purple flames flickered continuously in Dark Mewtwo's eyes.
It could sense the immense energy contained within this plate—an energy beyond imagination!
"Giratina, can I just take it?"
Mr. Mammon asked Giratina.
After all, Dark Lugia had been affected by the Dread Plate, and Mr. Mammon was still a little worried if he might also be affected by the terrifying Dark-type energy within the Dread Plate.
"As long as you don't trigger its special reaction, there will be no effect. That Lugia must have had a special reason," Giratina replied indifferently.
The plate was a divine object, not an evil one.
While it was true that one couldn't recklessly absorb the plate's energy, or it would backfire, merely touching it wouldn't cause any influence.
"That's good then."
Mr. Mammon felt a little relieved upon hearing this.
He took out a piece of burlap from his backpack, wrapped the Dread Plate in it, and then happily put it into his backpack.
At least until he met Arceus again, this Dread Plate was his!
This was great! What a super pleasant surprise.
Looking at Dark Lugia, the power of the Dread Plate was very terrifying, but Mr. Mammon believed that as long as he didn't excessively absorb the Dread Plate's energy, there shouldn't be any accidents.
Otherwise, Arceus wouldn't have confidently entrusted the plates to Damos.
"Alright, let's go out."
Having obtained the Dread Plate, Mr. Mammon was in a very good mood.
He was already thinking about who to give the Dread Plate to. The safest choice would naturally be Dark Mewtwo, given Dark Lugia's 'stress reaction' to the Dread Plate.
Having Dark Mewtwo hold the Dread Plate would surely bring it many benefits.
Back on the surface, Giratina opened the Distortion World's gate again and left.
Mr. Mammon, meanwhile, recalled Dark Lugia and them into Poké Balls, and flew back to the island on Reshiram.
"Okay, perfectly resolved."
Mr. Mammon smiled as he spoke to Caitlin and Platinum.
"Woo?"
Little Lugia urgently whimpered to Mr. Mammon, asking a question.
"Your father just regained consciousness and needs to rest for a while, so please be patient," Mr. Mammon said gently, stroking Little Lugia's head.
Actually, he had asked Dark Lugia if it wanted to meet Little Lugia face-to-face, but according to Dark Lugia, it said:
Its appearance had changed too much, and it wasn't mentally prepared yet.
Mr. Mammon felt that Dark Lugia was being a bit dramatic. Little Lugia was with Caitlin, and they were inseparable every day.
What was the point of this evasion?
However, Dark Lugia was very firm, so Mr. Mammon just let it be, figuring it would probably come to its senses in a few days.
It probably just couldn't accept the change in its appearance in such a short time.
"Woo…"
Little Lugia immediately looked distressed upon hearing this, its body slumping.
"It's alright, it'll be fine once it recovers in a couple of days," Mr. Mammon comforted Little Lugia.
With Dark Lugia's matter handled, Mr. Mammon took the two women back to Ecruteak City.
Yes, continuing to enjoy imperial treatment.
Time once again came to night, and Tamao was once again dressed in full attire. To further showcase her charm, she even wore black stockings under her kimono.
Because it seemed many modern men liked this, Mr. Mammon should like it too, right?
Tonight, the eldest sister needed to rest well and recover from last night's damage, so tonight was naturally her time to shine!
Tamao, with a faint smile, approached Mr. Mammon's room, and then…
"Mmm… Daddy… gently…"
Hearing the intermittent sounds coming from inside the room, Tamao's body instantly stiffened, as if struck by lightning.
Because she could tell, that voice…
It was the fourth sister, Koume!!
Koume!! How could you do this?!
And to actually call… call Mr. Mammon that? You are truly shameless!!
Tamao was both ashamed and angry, pacing back and forth in front of Mr. Mammon's room. Damn it! This little sneak!
But to push the door open? Tamao wasn't that brazen. She couldn't possibly say, "I'm here to join," could she?
In the end, Tamao could only let out a cold snort and leave with a flick of her sleeve.
Bastard! I'll remember this grudge!
Three days passed in a flash, and Mr. Mammon enjoyed a full three days in Ecruteak City.
How to put it? Mr. Mammon felt he was almost drowning in this soft embrace.
But such days of enjoyment couldn't last too long, or he felt his edges would be smoothed down. The only thing Mr. Mammon regretted was that the three sisters weren't very uninhibited yet, willing to challenge Mr. Mammon, the Great Demon King, together.
However, such things could be taken slowly; there was still plenty of time.
Bidding farewell to the Five Sisters of Ecruteak, Mr. Mammon finally left his loyal Ecruteak City and headed to the nearby Goldenrod City to catch a plane.
That's right, he had rested long enough. Now it was time to get back to 'work.'
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Kalos Region, Lumiose City.
Lumiose City is the center of the Kalos region, a metropolis that brings together the essence of technology and art, also known as the 'City of Light.'
According to statistics, excluding the crowds in Castelia City in Unova and Mesagoza in Paldea, Lumiose City is the most populous city in the world, far surpassing Wyndon in Galar and Nimbasa City in Unova.
This clearly showed its significance.
Lumiose City Airport, Mr. Mammon and the two women walked out of the airport.
"Quite magnificent."
Mr. Mammon took off his sunglasses, looked at the Prism Tower symbolizing the city in the distance, and praised it.
"The most populous city in the world, it truly is beautiful."
Platinum looked around curiously. It had to be said that as a metropolis renowned across various regions, Lumiose City's cityscape was indeed excellent.
"Let's go, Paul and the others are already waiting for us."
Mr. Mammon glanced at his phone. Gladion and Paul had arrived in Lumiose City earlier.
This was also a customary practice.
At a brand new luxurious building in the Central Plaza, Mr. Mammon and the two women arrived.
"Mr. Mammon."
Gladion and Paul were already waiting.
"Good, this building looks very new," Mr. Mammon said, looking at the new building, nodding in satisfaction.
"Yes, it is newly built. I happened to catch it this time, so I had someone buy it," Gladion said.
Gladion had arrived in the Kalos region two days earlier, which was also for intelligence gathering.
"Alright, let's go up."
They went to the CEO's office on the top floor, and Mr. Mammon leaned back in the CEO's chair.
"Gladion, have you understood the basic situation here in Kalos?"
"Yes."
Gladion took out a report.
"According to my investigation, Boss, there are currently no particularly large Dark Organizations in the Kalos region, mostly small rogue groups like the Lumiose Gang."
Gladion reported, this was the information he had gathered.
And the so-called small rogue groups like the Lumiose Gang were actually just like gangs of small-time thugs, not amounting to anything significant.
"On the surface, it does seem that way."
Mr. Mammon chuckled, not too surprised. The Kalos region, on the surface, indeed seemed to have no anti-social Dark Organizations.
And this news was definitely good news for the Kalos League.
Because the Kalos League's strength was actually not strong. Among so many regions, the Kalos League was only slightly better than the Unova League, which was in a state of disarray and whose Champion was disheartened.
Champion Diantha's strength was only mediocre among the many Champions, and the Elite Four were also at that level.
The absence of Dark Organizations was a great relief to the Kalos League. Although they weren't strong in Kalos, at least it wasn't as chaotic as other regions, right?
"However, one point is very concerning. According to some information Paul obtained from investigating the Hunter Organization, Team Flare has had quite a few contacts with the Hunter Organization."
Gladion emphasized this point.
"Team Flare?" Platinum felt that this organization didn't sound very positive just from its name.
"Yes, Team Flare is the name of a corporation here in Kalos. Team Flare possesses advanced technology and has infiltrated various parts of Kalos, accumulating vast wealth."
Gladion nodded.
"I investigated this Team Flare. Its founder is Lysandre, who in his youth was a kind person full of empathy. When he traveled around Kalos with his Pokémon, he often extended a help to suffering people everywhere, helping them."
"However, as of today, Team Flare's scale has grown larger and larger, but Team Flare has not performed acts of kindness like helping the weak for a long time. Many people say that Lysandre's corporation has forgotten its original intention after growing large."
Gladion's evaluation of Lysandre was still largely positive, as the records clearly stated that young Lysandre could be described as a great philanthropist.
"Ah?"
Platinum was a bit skeptical of the human component of those who said Lysandre had forgotten his original intention.
Platinum herself was a kind girl, but she also understood one thing: Lysandre had no obligation to keep helping others indefinitely.
"Don't doubt it, the current Team Flare is definitely not a good thing."
Mr. Mammon sneered. Of course, he wasn't laughing at Lysandre and Team Flare.
Rather, he was laughing at those foolish yet shameless commoners.
Ultimately, Lysandre became extreme and crazy purely because he was driven mad by these people.
Team Flare was originally just a small research institute, and Lysandre initially used the profits from the institute's research to help people. However, this act of kindness did not yield any returns.
Of course, Lysandre never expected any returns, but what he didn't expect was that the people who received his aid would only squabble among themselves and demand more handouts from him.
Lysandre despaired. He also understood one thing.
Such foolish, lazy lives would only devour the future, and the world would only become ugly and unbearable.
And he wanted to build a more beautiful, better world!