Julian called the person in charge of the Walker Group's branch in Babath, instructing him to spare no effort in treating those who had been poisoned by the White Magnolia.
After all, they had been poisoned because of him.
Fortunately, they were outdoors, where the toxicity of the White Magnolia was significantly reduced; otherwise, people would have already died.
After walking a few steps, Julian suddenly stopped.
"Outdoors?"
He muttered softly, his eyes thoughtful as he murmured, "Metagross, do you think the remnants of the Wynn family did this intentionally? They should know that using such a method wouldn't be enough to kill me."
"But they still did it. Their real goal might have been to tell me that the Wynn family is still alive—and that one day they will destroy our family."
"What do you think?"
As he spoke, Julian realized that Metagross wasn't responding. He instinctively turned his head to look—only to find that Metagross wasn't there.
Only then did he remember that he had just sent Metagross to protect his mother. It actually felt a little strange not having Metagross by his side.
Since his grandfather and father were both still in the Primal Secret Realm, and although his mother had two Captains of the Steel Guard protecting her, the appearance of the Wynn family survivor made Julian suspect that something might already be wrong within the Steel Guards.
That was why he had sent Metagross.
Julian now strongly suspected that the Wynn family survivor had deliberately exposed themselves with exactly that intention.
To make the Walker family live in constant vigilance—always fearing that at any moment they might be killed by the surviving members of the Wynn family.
If things continued like that for a long time, people were bound to make some mistakes.
Of course, the Wynn family survivors would need to ensure they remained well-hidden. Because if they were found, they would undoubtedly be crushed.
For now, they were clearly very confident in their ability to stay hidden.
"Deliberately stirring the grass to alert the snake? Hah, how boring."
Julian let out a faint smile.
The fact that the remnants were still alive had indeed surprised him.
And at this moment, they were hidden in the shadows while he stood in the open, which on the surface seemed unfavorable to him.
But the Wynn family survivors had greatly underestimated both him and the current strength of the Walker family.
The Walker family of today was not the same one that had destroyed them over a decade ago. Back then, although the Walkers were a major power in Drakoria, there were several other families that could rival them.
Some families with their Champion-level trainers still around were even more powerful than the Walker family at the time.
But now, the Walkers boasted three Champions, a Grand Elder, and controlled vast resources and an immense network of influence.
When this colossal machinery operated at full capacity for a single purpose, it could unleash unimaginable power.
And now, the remnants of the Wynn family were precisely worth such a full-scale mobilization.
From this moment onward, the Walkers visible forces, including their affiliated factions, as well as their hidden assets—such as the Steel Guards and even state-backed powers—were all mobilized to their full extent in the search for the remnants.
Some in the open.
Some in the shadows.
Julian believed that as long as the Wynn family survivors left even the slightest trace in the outside world, they would inevitably be found.
For now, all he had to do was wait.
And he doubted he would need to wait very long.
'You'd better hide well,' Julian thought coldly. 'If you're found too quickly, it'll be rather boring.'
With a quiet sneer in his heart, Julian returned to the Gardevoir Hotel with the two little ones.
Given what had just happened, he naturally had no appetite to continue eating. Besides, the entire food street had already been sealed off.
With so many people poisoned—there was no way to suppress this incident.
The official explanation released to the public was that a wild Grass-type Pokémon had secretly released poison powder in an alley, which had caused so many people to be poisoned.
A few people, who had been standing too close to the Wynn family survivor and had inhaled too much of the magnolia poison, couldn't be saved even with Celebi's intervention.
Julian could only silently pray for them in his heart, and arrange for sufficient compensation to be given to the families of the deceased through official channels.
Those who had been hospitalized due to poisoning also received compensation, though naturally less than the deceased.
"Jiggly—puff—Jig~"
His phone rang.
When Julian looked at it, he saw that it was Love calling.
"Hello, Love?"
The moment he answered, Love's anxious voice came through the phone.
"Child, are you alright?"
Judging by the tone, Love had already learned about what had just happened.
Julian said softly, "I'm fine, Love. I'm not someone those guys can deal with anymore."
Hearing that Julian was safe, Love finally let out a sigh of relief.
Then Love's voice sounded again, filled with fury, "Where are those people? Once they're found, I'll kill them myself!"
What had happened when Julian was eight years old, though many years had passed, Love still couldn't forgive herself to this day.
After all, to some extent, it was because of her that the then eight-year-old Julian, had nearly died.
Although Jake, Tina, and John had never blamed her for that incident—and even Julian, who had just woken up at the time, had comforted her as his first act—the more they showed her kindness, the more Love blamed herself.
Originally, she had buried this matter deep in her heart. After all, it had been a long time, and as Julian's abilities grew, Love had become increasingly at ease about his safety.
But the reappearance of the Wynn family survivors, and the fact that they had used White Magnolias again, caused that long-buried memory inside Love to erupt completely.
"Love, who told you about this?" Julian asked curiously.
He doubted that his uncle or mother would have informed Love about it. So who could it be?
"Someone called me," Love replied.
Hearing this, Julian's eyes narrowed, a chilling gleam emanating from between his half-closed lids.
"Love, they're just a bunch of clowns trying to stir up trouble. Stay at home for now; I'll be back in a few days," Julian said with a smile.
"Mm, I'll wait for you to come home."
After a few more exchanges, Julian hung up the phone.
Crack—
The phone in Julian's hand was crushed instantly. At this moment, the usually gentle and easygoing Julian wore a somewhat twisted expression.
"A bunch of bastards… they actually dared to target Love."
Family was Julian's absolute reverse scale.
Back then, the one most hurt by that incident wasn't Julian—it was Love.
That was why Julian, Henry, and Tina had all tacitly agreed never to bring it up with Love. Yet now, someone had taken the initiative to call Love directly.
"Deoxys, bring that Pokémon down for me. I was too lazy to deal with it before, but now I'm angry."
At an altitude of ten thousand meters, a Pidgeot at the early-stage Champion level was circling in the sky. Below it lay a vast expanse of white clouds, completely obscuring the ground.
But for a Pidgeot with Keen Eyes and Champion-level strength, its extraordinary vision allowed it to pierce through the layers of clouds and clearly see everything on the ground.
And the spot it was circling was directly above the Gardevoir Hotel.
Whoosh!
The Pidgeot stared in shock at the Pokémon that had suddenly appeared before it. Its initial surprise then quickly turned into sheer terror.
Despite being a Champion-level Pokémon, it found itself completely unable to move.
"Let's go."
Deoxys glanced at the Pidgeot and said calmly.
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