Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice-Chapter 233: Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice []

Giovanni's shout seemed to carry a magical force, the bloodied, mangled man on the ground repeatedly calling out his name.

Silver, stunned and dumbfounded, stumbled toward him.

"What's happening!?"

In the VIP stands, Goodshow jumped down from the main seat, anxiously scanning the area.

"Chairman! Be careful! That's Hoopa's power!"

Bruno, Lorelei, and the others immediately shielded Goodshow.

Inside the arena, six golden rings appeared simultaneously.

Just from this, they could already guess who was coming.

"Hahaha! What a surprise! I only planned to catch that brat, but I got to seriously injure you too, Giovanni!"

Just as Silver jumped over the railing onto the battlefield, a short figure not even as tall as eight-year-old Silver suddenly threw off his cloak, revealing his true identity.

At the same time, he sent out a Skarmory, pressing its razor-sharp blade-like wing against the back of Silver's neck.

It was Carr, once one of Team Rocket's Three Beasts!

Elsewhere, over a hundred people in the crowd shed their disguises, revealing Team Rocket "R" uniforms.

"Team Rocket? But..."

Steven felt a bad premonition.

Lance, meanwhile, locked eyes with Giovanni's Beedrill.

Before the champions could figure out what was happening, the entire Indigo Plateau erupted in chaos.

Hundreds of Team Rocket members immediately released their Pokémon, attacking indiscriminately.

In an instant, screams, crying, and explosions blended into utter mayhem.

"Let him go, you damn shorty!"

Green, snapping out of it, pointed at Carr and shouted angrily.

"Hehehe~"

Carr just grinned, ignoring Green, his gaze fixed on Giovanni.

Originally, Carr only planned to create chaos with explosions, then use the confusion to nab Silver.

He didn't expect a bonus: Giovanni cared so much about his son that he risked his life to shield him from the blast.

"The cold, ruthless Team Rocket boss is a caring dad. But thanks to that, I struck your biggest weakness."

His words were like dropping a torpedo into already troubled waters.

The boss of Team Rocket? His son? Dad?

"Silver is Giovanni's son? Wait! Does that mean Giovanni's real identity is..."

Green was shaken too.

She'd spent over a year helping her little brother Silver investigate his origins but never imagined he was the strongest Gym Leader, Giovanni's child—and that Giovanni's true identity was...

Not just Green—even the fleeing crowd was wide-eyed, unable to believe their ears.

After all, it hadn't been that many years since the betrayal of Indigo Elite Four's Aldous.

Now there's another traitor?!

"Hey! Carr, don't waste time, let's go! There are too many strong trainers here!"

From the stands, Faba stroked his mustache and shouted.

Their plan: Carr would catch Silver, and Faba would create chaos in the audience as a distraction.

Things were going even better than expected—not only did they get Silver, but they seriously injured Giovanni.

Perfect!

But they still couldn't let their guard down.

This was the League's turf, with so many powerful trainers present.

More importantly...

Faba squinted at the golden rings appearing around the venue.

Six.

Anyone who'd been online this year knew what that meant.

In the next second, two figures stepped out of the golden rings in the arena.

Instantly, the attention of tens of thousands was drawn to them.

It was...the other two of the Three Beasts, Sird and Orm, who used to work with Carr!

They knelt on one knee at either side of the golden ring, heads slightly bowed.

Two seconds later, a black boot stepped out.

"Joker!"

Gold, standing with Ash and the others, gritted his teeth and shouted.

That bastard who stole my goddess!

"You—"

Green stared, stunned, at the figure she had chased for a year, now emerging from the golden ring in front of her.

Carr's arrogance instantly turned into wariness and dread. He gritted his teeth: "I heard you weren't going to get involved in this."

If Joker chose Giovanni's side, Carr wouldn't dare rebel even if you gave him a thousand guts.

But Sird had said, "The King isn't interested in this matter," so he'd bet everything on this plan.

But if Sird wasn't lying, why was the King here now?!

"Relax, Carr. This is nothing important enough for the King to intervene."

Sird smiled and spoke for the King. "But today's battle will decide the next Team Rocket boss, so the King decided to come and watch."

As she finished, the portal Joker had stepped from widened further, and evil Hoopa flew out.

No restriction on entering his portals.

Seeing the god who had summoned six legendary Pokémon half a year ago, countless viewers at the scene and watching on TV felt their hearts leap to their throats.

The next instant, one of Hoopa's dismembered arms floated behind Joker.

Joker leaned back, crossed his legs, and sat on it, adopting a just watching posture.

"Everyone, run!"

At that moment, Stephen's shout rang out.

Three new golden rings appeared around the venue.

No doubt, this was the work of Stephen's Hoopa!

Just like half a year ago in Lumiose City.

"Ash, hurry! Go!"

Professor Oak pushed Ash toward a nearby portal.

"No! Silver is still—"

But Ash refused to leave, staring at the battlefield.

Not just Ash—Red, Blue, Gold, and the others all stood their ground, unable to abandon Silver while someone held a knife to his throat.

"Stephen-kun, what do we do now?"

Goodshow slapped his forehead, asking Stephen.

The last time Flare messed things up at the Lumiose Youth Cup, it wasn't even over. Now Team Rocket's doing it at the Indigo Conference.

Do all you criminal groups plan your attacks to coincide with League events or what?

And both times, there's a traitor.

Does the League have no dignity left?

"This is an internal Team Rocket matter. Leave it for now—the priority is evacuating the crowd."

Stephen replied.

"Dr. Stephen is right."

Leon, Steven, and other nice guy champions all nodded in agreement. However...

"How could we let this golden opportunity slip by?!"

Lance shouted coldly: "While Team Rocket's fighting itself, this is our best chance to wipe them out—especially since Giovanni's betrayal has irreparably stained the League's honor. We should execute him on the spot!"

With that, Lance released a Dragonite, leaped onto its back, and flew toward the field.

"Champion Lance—"

Wallace raised his hand to stop him, but it was too late.

In the arena.

Seeing Joker's just watching posture, Carr secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He regained his earlier arrogance.

With Skarmory's razor-sharp wing pressed to Silver's neck, Silver, having just learned his origins, was completely shell-shocked, murmuring to himself.

"Giovanni... Team Rocket boss... is... my father... I... I..."

Cough! Cough!

Opposite him, the badly injured Giovanni coughed up blood, shocking Silver back to reality.

"Don't move!"

Under Carr's orders, Skarmory's wing pressed closer, drawing a trickle of blood.

"Hey! Whatever grudge you Team Rockets have, Silver's not involved!"

Green cried anxiously.

"Oh, he's very involved, brat!"

Carr shouted, then glared at Giovanni: "Giovanni! I worked for you all these years because you said the next Team Rocket boss would be chosen from among the executives. But you plan to pass it to your son? Are you kidding me?!"

Now everyone understood why Carr was rebelling.

Cough! Cough, cough!

Giovanni coughed violently, clutching his chest as he struggled to his feet. After several deep breaths, he said with difficulty: "What...do you want? We can talk... Just, just let Silver go..."

As he spoke, his eyes never left Silver, full of fatherly love.

It wasn't an act.

"Announce to the world that I'll be the next Team Rocket boss, and then kill yourself!"

Carr spat out his demand.

The Indigo Conference was being broadcast worldwide—perfect for his plan.

"I'll die if you want, but making you boss is impossible. To me, the organization and my child are equally important."

Giovanni said solemnly.

"Giovanni-sama..."

Back at base, Archer was already in tears after hearing this.

A man among men, as expected.

"...Fine, get it over with."

Carr thought for a moment, then agreed.

Even if Giovanni didn't name him as his successor, as long as Giovanni died, who would dare challenge him? That Silver brat? Hmph, once your old man's dead, I'll send you to join him soon enough.

"Silver, Team Rocket... is the life's work of me and your grandmother. After I die, you must inherit it, work with Joker... cough cough!"

Giovanni spoke earnestly, coughing up another mouthful of blood.

"Me? No, I... I can't..."

Silver, a trainer with a strong sense of justice, couldn't imagine himself as TeamRocket boss.

But the man before him was dying.

He couldn't say no.

"Follow your heart, Silver!"

At that moment, a certain Flying-type Elite rode in on Dragonite and shouted, "Don't let that dying man manipulate your beliefs!"

Lance's words snapped Silver out of his trance.

"Giovanni... no, Father."

Silver's gaze hardened. "I won't inherit Team Rocket. I'll become a trainer, a detective. Even if Team Rocket is your and Grandma's legacy, one day...I'll destroy it myself!"

Stephen: ...

This kid was influenced by Lance after being adopted for a year.

In the manga, Silver also vowed to bring Giovanni and Team Rocket to justice but never said destroy or wanted to be a detective.

Still, at least he didn't become a carbon copy of Lance.

Seeing Silver call him "Father" again after six years, Giovanni should have been happy.

Originally, he and Stephen planned to use Carr and Faba's chaos as a cover, letting Giovanni save Silver, and ideally get injured in the process, to play the fatherly love card.

Just like in those cliché stories where the blond guy hires thugs to harass the heroine, then swoops in to save her.

If he got injured, even better.

But Giovanni's plan was 90% successful—Silver recognized him as his father.

Next, Giovanni was ready to fake die dramatically, hoping Silver would accept the inheritance.

But clearly, he underestimated Lance's influence.

In the year Silver spent with Lance, he was deeply affected.

If Giovanni had truly died, Silver might've gone along with it.

But Lance's shout ruined everything.

Even if he does die, Silver might visit his grave, but inherit Team Rocket? No way.

"No way out now."

Stephen shrugged as he helped evacuate the crowd.

"Is this what you've been plotting?"

Cynthia, having just sent May and his mother away, asked as she walked over.

"Well, at least their father-son relationship is fixed. Not bad, right?"

Stephen smiled.

"You are a master manipulator. No wonder you never mess up with women."

Cynthia pouted.

Stephen wasn't upset.

Compared to when she first learned his identity, Cynthia wasn't as conflicted and could even joke now. That was her true self.

"But I doubt Uncle Giovanni is happy..."

Stephen mused.

"I'll kill you!!!"

Sure enough, Giovanni's roar echoed across the Indigo Plateau the next second.

He looked terrifying—face covered in blood, twisted with rage, perfect for a Pokémon Hollywood villain.

Beedrill's right arm swung, its stinger oozing purple poison, and in a yellow flash, it was in front of Dragonite.

The sharp toxic stinger whistled through the air, like fangs lunging at its prey.

Giovanni was truly furious.

He was so close to success.

He could have handed Team Rocket to Silver and ushered in a new era with Stephen and Silver.

Then retired and secretly assisted them in conquering the world.

Perfect!

But Lance's shout ruined everything.

He had to kill that brat!

"This is bad. Lance's in trouble."

Stephen pursed his lips.

After knowing Giovanni for so long, he could tell this time Giovanni was truly enraged.

"Is it okay? Should we stop them?"

Cynthia asked, actually thinking Lance wasn't wrong.

Giovanni trying to use his death to emotionally blackmail his son was immoral.

"Don't get involved; you're mine now."

Stephen reminded her.

"Who's yours!?"

Cynthia fumed.

Stephen shrugged, "I'm Alola Champion, you're Alola Elite, you're my subordinate, so you're my person. What, were you thinking something else?"

Cynthia glared, turning away in a huff.

So annoying. How did Nessa and Sonia put up with this guy?

Boom!

On the battlefield, facing Beedrill's attack—

A Poké Ball on Lance's waist suddenly popped open.

It was a red Gyarados!

"Huh?"

Even Stephen was surprised.

In the original, Lance's Red Gyarados was thought to be shiny, but it was a mutation from Team Rocket's forced evolution experiments.

But in this timeline, Team Rocket never did that—so where did Lance get his Red Gyarados?

"From Lysandre."

Seeing Stephen's confusion, Cynthia explained.

After Lysandre died, some of his Pokémon starved themselves in mourning, but others were adopted.

Lance took Lysandre's ace, the Red Gyarados.

"Gyarados! Flamethrower!"

The Red Gyarados Mega Evolved, unleashing a massive pillar of fire—too wide for Beedrill to dodge.

But Beedrill didn't try to dodge.

Next instant, a dazzling rainbow light burst from its body.

Mega Beedrill struck.

The Flamethrower was sliced in two as if it were paper.

"Kill him!"

Giovanni spat coldly.

He meant to kill Lance.

Seeing the fight, Carr was dumbfounded.

Wait, did you guys forget I'm still here?