Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [532]

August had thought of the perfect solution for N. He turned to him, adopting a persuasive tone.

"Hey… Ever heard of Pokémon Rangers?"

N blinked, puzzled. "…Rangers?"

He’d heard the term before. Pokémon Rangers were trainers who dedicated their lives to protecting wild Pokémon. And he knew August himself had once served as a Ranger.

Could August mean…

August’s expression suddenly turned stern. "N, you’re accused of organizing unlawful activities, assaulting League officials, and causing severe disruption across the Unova region. Do you admit your guilt?"

N didn’t hesitate. "I admit it."

August’s sternness instantly vanished, replaced by a casual shrug. "Though your crimes are serious, you were manipulated, didn’t resist arrest, and acted without malicious intent. So, in the spirit of redemption, you’ll serve as a Ranger for the rest of your life, protecting Pokémon and combating poachers. That’ll be your atonement."

N was utterly stunned.

He’d been bracing for harsh punishment, but this wasn’t harsh at all—if anything, it seemed absurdly lenient.

Perhaps for anyone else, spending the rest of their life isolated in the forests, fighting poachers until death, would be terrifying.

But for N…

"Isn't that basically a reward?" Giovanni muttered dryly.

Perhaps it was spending too much time around August, but Giovanni was beginning to adopt August’s snarky habits. Still, his remark reflected exactly what N was thinking.

Indeed, this felt more like a reward.

If anything, it made N feel a little guilty for causing August so much trouble.

"I’m sorry."

"Forget it," August said lightly. "Everyone makes mistakes. The real culprit here is Ghetsis." He shot a glance at Ghetsis, who still lay unconscious nearby.

Truthfully, without Ghetsis’s influence, N wouldn’t have wreaked havoc across Unova.

Watching N apologize so earnestly, Giovanni felt a quiet sense of dread rise within him. August’s talent for manipulation was clearly masterful. Giovanni silently resolved to remain vigilant—he had no intention of ever ending up like N, thanking August profusely for arresting him.

With N’s situation settled for now, August turned toward White Kyurem, who was still trembling amidst the ring of legendary Pokémon.

"Now, let’s talk about you…"

Kyurem still had some pride left—it intended to ignore August entirely.

[Palkia]: "August-sama’s speaking to you! Raise your head!"

Kyurem looked up furiously, ready to vent its anger at Palkia. But before it could react, Dialga smacked its head sharply.

Bam!

Seeing Dialga and Palkia looming menacingly, Kyurem swallowed its grievances and promptly decided silence was wiser.

Seeing Kyurem had calmed down, August nodded approvingly. "Release Reshiram first."

Kyurem hesitated.

It already couldn’t handle August alone—if it released Reshiram now, it would lose whatever leverage it still had. But the overwhelming pressure was undeniable… Reluctantly, Kyurem separated Reshiram from itself.

White light enveloped Kyurem, reverting it to its original form. The glowing Light Stone emerged from its body, swiftly caught by Deoxys, who passed it to August.

Holding the stone, August gently touched it with his Aura. A burst of radiant light later, Reshiram reappeared beside him.

Yet, rather than flying toward N, Reshiram obediently stood by August’s side, clearly awaiting his command.

Despite its noble, aloof appearance, its actions betrayed its true intentions unmistakably.

August stared at Reshiram speechlessly.

Sure, you’re the Dragon of Truth, but isn’t this just too pragmatic?

Nearby, Zekrom cast a disdainful glance at Reshiram’s blatant opportunism.

Reshiram, unbothered, held firm. It was simply following the prophecy, choosing to stand beside the "true hero" who freed and summoned it from Kyurem—August.

N, though somewhat saddened, remained calm. As a defeated trainer, he knew Reshiram would be better off with August anyway.

Finally, August turned back to Kyurem. "You’ll stick with me for now. Once I’m certain you’re not a threat, I'll let you go."

Kyurem desperately wanted to refuse, but surrounded by the intimidating glares—especially from Dialga and Palkia, eagerly awaiting another excuse to slap it around—silence was its only option.

"I’ll take your silence as agreement!" August nodded, reaching up to pet Mew, who’d suddenly returned to perch on his head.

Listening carefully to Mew whispering into his ear, August smiled faintly. "Got it. All as expected."

...

When Gary finally reached Dragonspiral Tower, he found August and Kyurem peacefully coexisting. He stared in disbelief.

Wasn’t there supposed to be an intense battle?

"Wait, it’s already over?"

Gary glanced at the captured Team Plasma members, feeling a bit cheated. He thought he'd rushed over as fast as possible after taking care of the Plasma grunts alongside Looker and Nate, expecting an epic confrontation.

Yet when he arrived, the entire affair was already settled.

"Team Plasma is pathetic. Couldn’t even hold out against August for this long…" Gary shook his head disdainfully.

Ghetsis, freshly awakened, reddened in humiliation.

"Don’t get cocky! Even if you captured me, Team Plasma isn't finished—I’ll be back!" he shouted fiercely.

August shrugged dismissively. "Sure, sure. But our Kanto Prison is state-of-the-art, built by the Kanto Branch. In the basement, you'll join other crime bosses captured by me, August. Enjoy prison life and rehabilitation."

Ghetsis’s head spun at August’s nonsense. "What the hell are you talking about?"

August smiled faintly. "I’m saying, get in line. Beat Giovanni in the losers' bracket first."

Then, ignoring Ghetsis’s angry protests, August casually tossed him to Hoopa, who promptly transported the yelling Ghetsis straight to the prison cell prepared specifically for him.

With Ghetsis handled, August turned to N again. "Stay with me until the Ranger Union confirms your placement. Then I'll send you there."

N nodded obediently.

Then, it was Colress’s turn. August reached into Gengar’s stomach, pulled out a communicator, and handed it to Colress.

After adding Colress to the group chat, August instructed, "Pick yourself a code name. It’s standard procedure for International Police."

Colress briefly scrolled through the bizarre array of code names in the group chat, contemplated for a moment, then grinned brightly. "Got it!"

Immediately, everyone’s devices pinged simultaneously.

['Colress' changed their nickname to 'Genius Scientist.']

August stared blankly at Colress’s audacious nickname.

You certainly aren't modest, are you?

Yet, glancing at the two Genesect nearby and the sophisticated Kyurem-control device, August conceded privately that Colress's name choice wasn't entirely unjustified.

Gary, after overhearing Colress’s impressive achievements from Black, eagerly slid beside him, whispering conspiratorially.

...

With Dragonspiral Tower's crisis resolved and Ghetsis captured, the Unova Elite Four—led by Alder—swiftly raided Team Plasma’s castle hidden beneath the Pokémon League.

The League’s subsequent investigation recovered countless stolen Pokémon, along with machinery for manufacturing Snag Balls, illegally smuggled from Orre.

Overwhelming evidence officially branded Team Plasma as a criminal organization. Without leadership, they crumbled swiftly under the League’s systematic pursuit.

"On behalf of the Unova League, thank you sincerely for your help," Caitlin warmly thanked August.

August was about to modestly deflect when suddenly Caitlin lunged forward, pressing her soft lips briefly against his cheek.

Pulling back with flushed cheeks, she stammered shyly, "That…was personal gratitude, nothing to do with the League."

As Zinnia squealed in shock behind him, August stood frozen in awkward disbelief.

Wait… What was that? How am I supposed to respond to this?!

But before August could recover, his communicator buzzed. Answering revealed a familiar elderly voice.

"It’s been too long, August."

It was Hisui, co-founder and current president of the Ranger Union, who’d always favored August during his Ranger days—until he abruptly joined the International Police instead.

"President… You know how busy I get," August coughed sheepishly.

"Busy? Good…" Hisui replied drily, clearly still displeased about his career choice.

"Anyway," August hastily redirected, "you saw my email about N?"

"Obviously, why else would I call?" Hisui grumbled. "Hinata’s already en route. If he’s as capable as you say, maybe you haven't forgotten this old woman after all."

August sighed in relief. "He’ll definitely meet expectations!"

At that moment, there was a gentle knock at his door.

"Come in…"

The door opened, revealing a girl in a red Ranger uniform, Plusle perched nervously on her shoulder.

"August! Gardevoir! Long time no see!"

Hinata waved cheerfully, while Plusle immediately covered its cheeks nervously, clearly wary of August and Gardevoir’s teasing.

August laughed warmly. "Hinata! That was quick—Hisui just called!"

"Hm? Plusle, why are you hiding your face? I won’t tease you—promise!" August reassured gently.

Yet, Plusle firmly shook its head, refusing to be tricked again.

Nearby, Mew yawned sleepily, opening its eyes curiously at the newcomer.

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