Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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Just as the summer camp competition was being held in a frenzy, a long-lost face came to Perch Isle.

“Harrow, aren’t you at Kalos, when will you be back?”

Seeing Harrow being led into the room by Chansey, Cynthia asked in surprise.

“Perch Isle, you, is really hard to get in. I explained it for a while before letting that Arcanine believe that I was your acquaintance, and almost couldn’t get on the shore.”

Harrow asked Blissey for a glass of soda, wiped off the sweat, and drank it all in one gulp.

“The main reason is that you didn’t greet us in advance. Something happened a while ago, so the defense around the island is very strict.”

Luther, who went down to the lobby, was shocked when he saw Harrow. It stands to reason that Harrow is in charge of Sinnoh’s permanent staff in Kalos, and he will not return without special circumstances.

“Don’t be surprised. I submitted my resignation two months ago, and now the work is handed over.”

“Why haven’t I heard a word?” Cynthia scratched his head.

“Have you been to Lily of the Valley Island this year?” Harrow smiled bitterly. “Or, how many times have you contacted Alliance initiatively this year? I heard that now they have nothing particularly big and will not disturb you, like me Of course you don’t know if small fry resigned.”

Although Harrow speaking of which is easy, Luther still hears a touch of loneliness.

In the past, Cynthia’s talent was strange, and some people even called Cynthia a Gemini, but he loved to play extreme operations and got himself into the hospital several times.

Through his teachings, he squandered all the best time during Cynthia’s summit.

The name Harrow has been submerged in time, and only a few people who have some impression of Pokemon vs. Pokemon still remember that there was a character who rivaled Cynthia at that time.

Harrow once consumed a camera for Luther and asked him to help record the scenery along the journey. Luther faithfully fulfilled his request.

I remember that when I returned the camera, Harrow, who looked at the photos in the internal memory, showed a subtle expression of inexplicability.

Like envy, but also sad.

“Why did you leave?” Cynthia was still reading the old friendship, trying to figure out what Harrow was up to.

“I got an idea and found a new job, so I quit.”

“New job?”

Harrow waved his hand, light as a feather spit out four words: “Interpol.”

Luther shook his hand while drinking the honey tea made by Miya.

Not long ago, Uther and Greystone and himself agreed on the time for the first batch of trained Interpol to go to the island. Calculated by time, it should be the end of the summer camp.

“Are you the one who came to Perch Isle to train?” Luther asked.

“Yes, they didn’t ask to assemble and set off together. I was in Sinnoh Region, so I came here early.”

While listening, Greystone asked curiously: “Why do you want to be an Interpol?”

Seeing the inquiries in Harrow’s eyes, Miya smiled and introduced Greystone’s identity.

Harrow was silent for a while, and said frankly: “Seek excitement.”

“I’ve heard of Greystone Senior’s deeds, fighting with the opponent’s Pokemon with bare hands, being surrounded by the younger generation of Interpol, and able to fight back and break through. Decades of rich experience in fighting against the wicked and evil, and hateful. …”

“Presumably in the bones is to look down on me, not to protect something, but to satisfy their own desires to participate in Interpol.”

Greystone laughed: “I said before that passion is easy to cold, but hatred is long-lasting. If I say, there should be a market in Interpol, have you heard of it?”

“Have heard.”

“The people who heard me say this before could not understand your thoughts like I am now, so I don’t hate people who have your thoughts, because I know that a passion does not last. /p>

“People like you who act for their own desires with a sense of justice can be the nightmare of the wicked, for example…Lucian.”

Harrow didn’t have much contact with Lucian, and I don’t know why Lucian appeared in such a conversation, but Harrow still heard the encouragement in Greystone’s words.

Harrow didn’t lie, he really joined Interpol just for excitement.

The quiet life and calm daily life made every part of Harrow begin to rust.

In his dream, he began to miss the scene when he rode on a flame horse and galloped on the grassland.

I also began to dream of myself and Shuppet going deep into the mansion where Ghost Type Pokemon often haunted, and playing pranks on Ghost Type Pokemon.

Sometimes it is a scene of skiing on Snow Mountain without Protector, and sometimes it is a scene without Protector Rock Climb.

It’s not just him, but the Flame Horse and Shuppet are getting depressed.

They were attracted by Harrow during their travels, and the three with similar interests became addicted to death together.

Harrow enters the hospital, and the two of them enter the Pokemon Center.

Harrow drinks, they smoke.

Let Cynthia describe it as a kind of gathering, but the bond between them is really tightly connected.

Having such a person who loves death in charge of written work is worse than hacking him to death.

I like to die, I am keen to wander around, and I can also use the residual heat by the way. It seems that there is no better place for Harrow than Interpol.

“Greystone will take you to the place to live tonight. Although the special training has not started, you still can’t live in the house, right?”

Luther and the sickly Uther promised that they would create a group of elites for Interpol. He has always been a person who does what he says, so he will not be regarded as an old friend, and Help himself releases a lot of Harrow.

Harrow stood up and bowed to Luther and Greystone: “Follow your orders.”

When Greystone and Luther both left and continued to pay attention to the summer camp game, Cynthia and Harrow sat in front of each other after many years.

Fate didn’t joking with Harrow, the talent he lost was the consequence of his choice.

Sometimes Harrow looked at the silhouette of Cynthia who appeared on TV, and often wondered if he restrained his desires at that time, could he replace it?

Life didn’t happen again. It was only a brief moment for the two people to meet each other and then quickly separate.

“I didn’t expect Luther to grow to where he is now.” Harrow opened the chatterbox, but didn’t talk about himself.

“I didn’t expect, after all, the child I selected, many people walked and never showed up again.”

Cynthia smiled heartily, as if thinking back to the afternoon when Professor Rowan sent the video to herself.

“Do you think Luther is an amazing genius?”

Harrow suddenly asked.