The girl sped rapidly forward, momentum boosted by her roller skates.
Seeing her about to crash into him with the coffee, Elias quickly raised a telekinetic barrier.
The psychic wall wasn't rigid; instead, the moment the girl touched it, she felt a sudden, sticky resistance.
Her uncontrollable speed instantly dropped to zero.
"I-I'm sorry!"
"I'm really sorry—I didn't mean it!"
Seeing that she'd narrowly avoided disaster, Korrina quickly apologized, her face flushing bright red.
She'd just finished training and, noticing the newly opened café inside the library, had curiously come in for a look.
But the library's floor had been polished to a dangerous shine—even someone like her, who rarely took off her skates, had nearly wiped out.
She shuddered slightly at the thought of what might have happened if she'd spilled hot coffee onto a customer, quickly bowing again sincerely.
As she apologized, she carefully stole glances at Elias from the corner of her eyes.
Her grandfather was a Gym Leader, so she'd recognized immediately that Elias had used Telekinesis.
A human possessing psychic abilities… was incredibly rare.
Hearing her apology, Elias nodded gently, not intending to linger on it.
"It's alright. Just be careful next time."
As Elias steadied the coffee cup for her, he glanced briefly at the girl in front of him.
Golden blonde hair with a slight curl, round cheeks—she looked quite a bit younger than Diantha.
Pulling back his gaze, Elias stepped around her and headed towards Lysandre's location.
For him, it was merely a minor incident.
Watching Elias's departing figure, Korrina scratched her head lightly.
His earlier movements were so swift and decisive; it gave him a very cool aura.
Grandpa would probably describe someone like him as having an aura like Lucario.
I wonder if he'll come challenge the Gym…
Thinking of this, Korrina's eyes lit up expectantly.
...
"I find myself more and more intrigued by you, Mr. Elias."
As Elias pulled out a chair and sat down, Lysandre greeted him with a burning gaze.
He'd witnessed the entire incident earlier.
He already knew Elias possessed Telekinesis, having seen it firsthand during their last encounter.
Although the fine control Elias had just demonstrated had surprised him again, what truly made Lysandre's eyes shine with excitement was Elias's gentle attitude toward ordinary people.
Talented trainers were common, but finding one genuinely humble toward everyone was rare.
Even disregarding arrogant trainers, countless ordinary people had far worse personalities.
A brief memory crossed Lysandre's mind, causing his expression to sour momentarily.
But he quickly recovered.
No matter—with someone like Elias supporting his cause, his ideals would inevitably succeed one day…
All these thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
But when Lysandre looked up again—
He found both Diancie and Braixen staring at him warily, hostility clear in their gazes.
Lysandre: ?
His expression stiffened slightly, confused as to how he'd offended these two Pokémon.
Elias, however, fully understood their thoughts.
The reason was simple: Lysandre's opening remark had indeed sounded a little strange.
Fortunately, Lysandre quickly composed himself.
When he noticed Cogita taking a seat next to Elias, Lysandre raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Mr. Elias, might I ask who this is?"
Though she appeared simply like a woman dressed as a mystic, she gave him the unsettling feeling of someone unfathomable.
Just like Elias himself…
At Lysandre's question, Elias suddenly remembered that Cogita had come along today.
But…
Just as he opened his mouth, he abruptly froze again.
He hadn't thought through how exactly to introduce Cogita.
Friend? It seemed oddly distant.
Family? That felt weird as well…
While Elias was still struggling with Cogita's introduction, her calm voice already rang out clearly:
"His wife."
As she spoke, Cogita's expression remained perfectly indifferent, as if simply stating a fact.
But the atmosphere at the table froze instantly.
Beside them, Diancie's and Braixen's pupils trembled slightly; neither had anticipated Cogita would play this kind of move.
Yet, as Elias's Pokémon, neither dared contradict Cogita openly, fearing it might cause trouble for Elias.
Thus, despite gritting their teeth in frustration, the two Pokémon were forced to temporarily acknowledge Cogita's self-proclaimed status.
Elias himself sat completely stunned, utterly blindsided by Cogita's sudden declaration.
Just as he started opening his mouth, Cogita shot him a faint sideways glance.
The warning couldn't have been clearer.
Elias knew perfectly well that if he dared deny it, Cogita would only suggest something even stranger.
"Yes, that's right."
Elias smiled stiffly, looking toward Lysandre.
Unconsciously, his thoughts drifted back to that night Cogita had snuck into his bed.
Meanwhile, Lysandre, who had asked the question, was already regretting why he'd bothered asking at all.
Judging by appearance, Elias was significantly younger than him.
At Elias's age, Lysandre probably couldn't even gather a decent Pokémon team—
Yet Elias not only had legendary Pokémon like Diancie but even a beautiful, silver-haired wife.
Unable to resist, Lysandre shot Elias a bitter glare, his urge to rebuild the world intensifying greatly.
"Ahem, let's talk about the deal."
Seeing the conversation derail, Elias cleared his throat and redirected firmly.
Now that he'd confirmed Lysandre's honesty, it was naturally time to properly discuss the deal.
He was certain Lysandre had already prepared relevant plans.
Sure enough, hearing Elias's serious tone, Lysandre quickly became solemn.
Indeed, this was the real reason for their meeting today.
Even if the revelation about the silver-haired beauty had somewhat damaged his self-esteem…
"Judging by your tone, Mr. Elias, I assume you've already learned about the Ultimate Weapon?"
To ensure smooth cooperation, Lysandre took the lead by asking carefully.
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Lysandre: Suddenly even more determined to destroy the world.
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