Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 941: Chapter 1158: Blessing Or Curse

"Where is Xerneas?"

The other party clearly didn't want to continue this line of conversation with Julian—it was too easy to get angry—so she got straight to the point.

Hearing that, Julian's lips curled slightly upward. It seemed she had taken the bait.

"Are you not worried that this Xerneas might be a Ditto or Zoroark in disguise? Don't you want to study it more carefully?"

Of course, she had considered that possibility. However, whether it was the photos or the video, that unique aura and presence belonging to a First-class Legendary was something a Ditto could never replicate.

As for Zoroark, although it was known as the master of illusions and far surpassed Ditto in transformation abilities, unless it had reached the level of a First-class Legendary itself and had personally seen Xerneas before, no matter how skilled it was, it still wouldn't be able to imitate the presence of the God of Life.

Although the Master had never seen Xerneas before, the moment she saw it in the photos, her first thought was:

'The God of Life should look exactly like this.'

The photos were convincing—but in the video, it was even more apparent.

However, after watching the video Julian had sent, their face darkened slightly.

"Here, my friend."

Who was your "friend"? We're enemies.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel envious—because Julian had actually touched the rainbow-glowing antlers of the sleeping Xerneas.

Such close contact with it made her almost sick with jealousy.

It also proved that Julian hadn't been lying. He truly knew where Xerneas was slumbering, and he might even have the item needed to awaken it.

If before she had thought Julian's words had less than a one percent chance of being true, then after seeing the photos and video, that probability had skyrocketed to over ninety percent.

That was why she had called him immediately. Even after being hung up on three times, she suppressed her anger and kept calling—her desire for Xerneas had already surpassed her anger toward Julian.

"I believe that the dignified Champion Walker wouldn't deceive a woman like me."

The voice on the phone suddenly turned sultry and alluring. For a brief moment, Julian even imagined that the speaker might be a rather attractive woman with a stunning figure.

But who knew whether she was really a woman or not.

In fact, Julian hadn't actually believed for a second that the person on the other end was really a woman.

As for the so-called "deceiving a woman"—you're a terrorist. Why would he feel guilty about lying to a terrorist?

"I, Julian, have never deceived a woman in my life."

Julian said it with absolute certainty.

"Then, Champion Walker, I have a question."

"You're wondering why I would give up Xerneas—give up on the hope of eternal life, right?"

"Yes."

Once someone achieved immortality, everything else in the world would pale in comparison. Love, hate, grudges, vendettas—national or personal.

Compared to eternal life, all of that would be meaningless.

And yet, Julian—a trainer who had already reached the pinnacle, who had even captured three First-class Legendaries—had chosen to give up the chance at immortality.

In their eyes, this was simply incomprehensible.

So if Julian couldn't give them a reasonable answer, even if they believed the Xerneas in the photos and video was real, they would proceed cautiously.

"Eternal life is indeed something countless people yearn for."

"But once you truly become immortal, you'll have to watch your parents, your spouse, your children, and everything and everyone connected to you—even your Pokémon—grow old and pass away."

"Maybe you see immortality as a blessing, but I see it as a curse."

"After all, someone like you probably doesn't even have parents or a loved one—nothing tying you down."

Julian's last sentence was clearly an insult.

Of course, what he said about immortality being both a blessing and a curse was also true.

But if he really had the chance to become immortal, he would definitely take it.

Everything he had just said was nonsense—just to deceive that "woman."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Champion Walker to be such a sentimental person."

The other party didn't get angry and said calmly, "But as far as I know, Champion Walker doesn't seem to have a girlfriend right now."

"What's it to you?"

[T/N: Poor Nicole, she got forgotten.]

Julian rolled his eyes.

"So, are we trading or not?"

"Let's trade."

There was no reason to refuse. Trading the Wynn family members for the chance at immortality—in their eyes, that was a no cost deal.

"Good. Back then, how many members of the Wynn family did you take in?" Julian asked.

"Three."

"A man, a woman, and an elderly person. The old one is already dead—and I'm sure Champion Walker knows how they died."

The dead one was the old woman from Babath.

"What positions did that man and woman hold in the Wynn family?"

Back then, the Wynn family members overseas had all been from branch lines, managing the family's overseas business.

"They were the illegitimate children of the Wynn family's former head. In a sense, they could even be considered part of the direct line."

Illegitimate children were a common occurrence in many aristocratic families.

After all, who could guarantee complete restraint? A moment of indulgence or carelessness, and such children would exist.

At some point, it had become a trend for powerful families to send these illegitimate children overseas.

Probably for their safety—and for the family's own sake as well.

"Then why did your organization take them in and even go through the trouble of helping them take revenge?" Julian asked.

"Taking them in was just an accident."

"However, that illegitimate son had excellent talent. He was already a Pseudo-Champion in his thirties."

That kind of talent was indeed outstanding—so much so that he could have been trained as an heir in major families like the Drakes or Hearths.

If the Wynn family hadn't made the mistake of plotting against Julian back then, that illegitimate son might have already staged a triumphant return like a novel protagonist reclaiming its throne.

"As for helping them seek revenge—well, Champion Walker, you already have a grudge against our organization. You've long been on our kill list."

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

And on top of that, the Wynn family's illegitimate son was highly talented and had contributed significantly to the organization over the years—he was essentially one of their key figures.

Since he wanted revenge against Julian, and the organization also had a score to settle with Julian, why not settle it together?

"However, what happened in Babath wasn't our idea, nor his. It was all that old woman—her lifespan was at its end, so she acted on her own."

"By the time we found out, it was already too late."

At this point, the Master sounded annoyed. Originally, they hadn't planned to move against Julian so soon—after all, his strength was overwhelming.

But because of the Wynn family's actions, their plans had been forced forward prematurely, and they had even lost a Champion-level Pidgeot in the process.

If not for the illegitimate son's current strength and his potential to become a Champion in the future, he would have already been severely punished.

"Is that so?"

Julian sneered. He didn't believe a single word of it.

An organization this meticulous—if they truly didn't know that someone under them had privately acted against Julian, then how could Organization Y have survived for so long without being wiped out by various countries?

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