Apparently, Jarvis forcibly controlled the altered-color Gengar using the Super Evolution Crystal on the long staff and other methods. So when the crystal shattered, the altered-color Gengar turned away without the slightest nostalgia for Jarvis.
"Hmph, winners write history. Whatever you say, goes."
He was obviously not convinced.
Baimu sneered, "Idiot, this is called justice prevails! Besides, if I were captured by the likes of you, my Pokémon would risk everything to save me."
Perhaps in a past life, he might have agreed with the saying "winners write history."
What a pity.
You were born in the wrong place, Old Deng!
He turned down the power of the electric shock gun and jabbed it into Jarvis's waist.
"Yikes!"
Jarvis shuddered all over, glaring angrily, "You have no right to judge and punish me! I'll report you for your vigilante actions!"
"Do you have any evidence? I'll just say you repeatedly tried to break free and escape, and I only subdued you." Baimu shrugged, teasingly, "And this thing doesn't even leave external injuries."
"You!"
Jarvis was nearly infuriated to fainting.
However, to avoid enraging this guy further into hypertension, he hadn't mentioned that to let the super evolution wave flourish in the Ore Region, he had specifically applied to Ji Meiya to relocate the prison there.
Go plant trees obediently! We will make good use of the knowledge you invented!
Baimu looked at him with pity.
Not far away.
Rakael had rolled several rounds in an invincible whirlwind with Ash Ketchum and got sprayed in the face with Volcanion's water gun before finally coming back to his senses.
He walked over to Baimu, first hesitantly glancing at him, then quietly asked Jarvis.
"Minister, is what they're saying true?"
"Of course it's false! Prince Rakael! They are just a bunch of criminals misusing their power! You must believe me! I have done all this for the revival of the kingdom!"
Jarvis clung to him like a lifeline.
Rakael then asked, "Then why can't we ask Magearna to help us? It was once a treasure of our royal family, only went missing during the chaos. As long as we have a good conversation, understanding will surely follow."
"You are too naive, Prince! How could Pokémon comprehend our great endeavors? They are utterly foolish creatures! If they aren't properly tamed, they won't serve your purpose!"
Jarvis's words enraged those nearby, both people and Pokémon.
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
"Pika Pika!"
"Still so misguided at this stage!"
"No more! Let me blast him away!"
"Grrroar!"
"Everyone!"
Rakael raised his hand to stop the furious crowd, looking at Jarvis with a somber gaze, "Jarvis… one last question, have you been using me all along?"
"How could I—"
Jarvis smiled awkwardly, but upon seeing Rakael's undisguised look of disappointment, his two silent subordinates, the angry gazes from those around, and the mocking glint in that guy's eyes, his expression quickly hardened.
"So what if I did? Naïve little ghost."
Clearly, he understood the situation was irreversible, no matter how he defended himself, the prince before him could no longer—or wouldn't—save him.
So this ambitious villain sneered, "Elifas left such valuable things; why shouldn't I use them? I am the new leader in the mysterious sciences!
"As long as I get that Soul Heart! Your royal family won't be able to do anything against me! This kingdom that was once so great has been run down by you useless royals into a mere tourist city! You and your father should have stepped down long ago!"
Jarvis roared, unashamedly expressing his ambition to rule the kingdom, "As long as we have the Soul Heart and Elifas's legacy, what is the Calos Alliance worth! A bunch of fools!"
Rakael trembled all over, biting his lip with clenched fists.
A few seconds later.
He turned away without speaking further or sparing Jarvis another glance, saying coldly, "Jarvis, as the prince of the Azoth Kingdom, on behalf of my father, I strip you of your ministerial position and citizenship. Don't let me see you again!"
To Rakael, Jarvis was not only his trusted minister but also his teacher, the person he respected the most.
And the result.
All illusions had been brutally torn apart by Jarvis's words earlier.
The internal impact was no less than being hypnotized into a puppet by Gengar in the original plot, even greater because it was a direct confrontation.
In the original plot, Jarvis never bothered him for so long, nor did he lose his temper.
"You're such a perfect victim, I'm embarrassed to shock you anymore."
Baimu sighed, sealing Jarvis's mouth, ignoring his furious expression, went over to those two subordinates, cuffed their hands, and emptied their Pokeballs and personal belongings.
"You two cooperate well, were you mercenaries before? What's your name?"
"...Sort of, I'm Daoka."
The male subordinate said in a deep voice.
"Yisha."
The female subordinate couldn't help asking, "How will we be dealt with?"
"Execution, probably," Baimu said casually.
Daoka/Yisha: "..."
"Just kidding, just kidding, it's not me who decides your fate, but the court of international police. Pray that they won't dig up old accounts."
He laughed heartily.
These two probably won't be sent to the Ore Region since they don't hold much value.
Don't think Baimu wants to send bad guys to plant trees in Ore the moment he sees them, he actually refuses when asked. Who wants the Ore Region to become the world's prison?
All sorts of bad guys thrown there.
Jarvis, who relies on inventions to make a living, is actually a suitable ambitious person lacking wisdom for that environment, a few months of sun will surely tame him.
Daoka and Yisha, having suffered hardships, are rather unsuitable.
"If the crimes aren't too severe, think about turning a new leaf. Do you plan to live off this work your whole life?" Baimu didn't gag them, leaving room for thought.
For the bad guys who can't be executed, the only thing left is to advise them to turn a new leaf.
Convince or not, that's another matter.
Then he used the Pokeballs on the two, collecting all the Super Evolution troop, including the altered-color Gengar.
The three bad guys were also sent onto their giant airship, to be taken back to Azoth Kingdom for custody.
Thus, the matter ended completely.
Though unfortunate Rakael was beaten by Ash Ketchum, then mentally impacted to become silent, at least he preserved his transforming city wall.
Congratulations.
And Volcanion, though unable to bomb the city wall, demonstrated its powerful strength as a Mythical Pokémon, Magearna's Soul Heart wasn't taken either, nearly restored to factory settings.
Even more worthy of celebration.
By evening.
Baimu decided to personally cook dinner, to calm the Pokémon on Nibel Plateau and celebrate that he's about to receive an altered-color Gengar...
Going by formal procedures, it might take some time.
After all, altered-color Gengar is Jarvis's Pokémon, if it hasn't escaped it needs to go to court together, and if the judge finds it guilty it goes to Ore Region for sentencing, no guilt will still propose sending it to the Ore Region.
How to deal with criminals' Pokémon always poses a dilemma; Ore has N which is suitable for their living.
Though the environment is harsh.
Anyway, the flesh will surely rot in the pot.
Of course.
Directly pocketing it is an option too.
But this operation borrowed the banner of the international police, even if it inherently serves private interest, it shouldn't go too overboard.
"Then just wait a bit longer."
Baimu cheerfully whistled, flipping the frying pan non-stop, in the distance Volcanion is issuing the title of "Nibel Plateau Honorary Pokémon" to Ash and others.
Cheers rose one after another.
After awarding.
Volcanion walked slowly over, smelling the compound aroma of various foods and spices from the frying pan, while staring at the pan asked, "I understand everything you've said before, so what should I do?"
This Pokémon which had always been stubborn and arrogant finally softened, willing to seek advice from Baimu, a human.
"Good question, I think there are two strategies."
Baimu replied with a smile, "The upper hand is to cooperate with humans to set up a Pokémon Reserved Area, let humans check and balance humans."
"The lower hand is to move to a place humans cannot reach. See how you choose."
"..."
Volcanion fell silent, a few seconds later asked, "What about you? If you were me, what would you choose?"
Baimu answered, "I choose both, I choose neither."
Volcanion: "?"
Playing word games!