Pokémon: My Online Friend Is Cynthia

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Revenge

Chef Saiba’s excellent cooking wiped away the irritation in Cynthia’s heart, letting her focus on enjoying the food.

As expected of his signature dishes, the taste was excellent.

Compared to Pharos Restaurant, Chef Saiba’s skill was indeed a level higher.

But after watching Julian and the other two finish eating, the direction they left in was clearly towards Veilstone Gym.

Cynthia’s heart grew irritated again. Even Chef Saiba’s food could not completely suppress it.

This Julian Veyne really needed to be taught a proper lesson.

Cynthia did not want Julian to recognise that Cassia was Cynthia.

But when Julian really did not recognise her, she felt unhappy.

There was no helping it. Aside from both being blonde, Cassia and Cynthia had major differences in appearance, and their temperaments were completely different.

Forget Julian, that shut-in dense type. Even a little Maylene had not noticed that Cynthia was Cassia.

Caitlin could testify to this. Even when she saw the photos Cynthia took in her Cassia disguise, she found it hard to believe that this person was actually Cynthia.

But Cynthia did not care.

It was all Julian’s fault!

After cutting her steak into tiny pieces, Cynthia’s eyes turned as she looked towards the owner of Veilstone Department Store.

"Mr Roald, since this is a challenge match, why not let Contestant Julian bring out all of his Pokémon to challenge me?"

"I think that should completely heat up the atmosphere of the anniversary celebration."

The owner of Veilstone Department Store was extremely excited.

"If that’s the case, then I really must thank you, Miss Cynthia!"

Cynthia smiled and waved.

"It’s fine. It won’t take very long anyway."

Cynthia wanted Garchomp to use its full strength and properly teach Julian a lesson.

At the same time, she would settle the grudge over him saying Garchomp could not learn Dragon Dance!

Cynthia would make Julian understand just how powerful Swords Dance Garchomp was!

The owner of Veilstone Department Store took out his phone.

"I’ll have someone notify Contestant Julian right now!"

Julian had just returned to Veilstone Gym and brought Nina to the battlefield to set up the equipment.

He released Primeape and Hakamo-o and told them about measuring data.

"You two battle normally. Miss Nina and I will call a stop at the appropriate time."

Primeape and Hakamo-o nodded, then began battling.

Very quickly, Primeape’s rage reached the ten-times strength it had displayed when defeating Girafarig.

But according to Julian’s senses, ten times was no longer Primeape’s endurance limit.

"Miss Nina, has Primeape’s abnormal data appeared?"

Nina shook her head.

"Everything is normal."

Julian nodded.

"Primeape, you can continue increasing your rage."

Primeape punched Hakamo-o back, and the rage around its body surged again.

The amplification its rage gave to its strength reached an astonishing thirteen times.

Nina, who was constantly monitoring the data, immediately shouted, "It appeared!"

Julian nodded slightly. In his own senses, Primeape had also shown a subtle abnormality.

"That’s enough!"

The two Pokémon immediately stopped.

Primeape’s rage quickly dispersed.

This time, even Primeape felt a little uneasy.

"From now on, use the rage intensity from when you defeated Girafarig as your limit. Don’t exceed it. Your life comes first."

"Now we’ll begin data detection during training."

First, Julian put fifty pounds of weight on Primeape and had it do frog jumps.

Only after Primeape had jumped an entire lap around the battlefield did Julian ask, "Miss Nina, I want to know how much of Primeape’s physical output was mobilised during the frog jumps."

"If the limit is one hundred laps, what is the maximum weight Primeape can endure?"

Nina typed on her keyboard.

"I may need Primeape to jump a few more laps before I can analyse the result."

Without Julian needing to say anything, Primeape seriously jumped another ten laps around the battlefield.

Nina tapped her keyboard.

"The result is out. According to my analysis, eighty-five pounds would be more suitable. If there’s other training too, then eighty pounds or seventy-five pounds would be better."

Julian nodded.

"Understood. Then tonight, I’ll have Primeape train with one hundred pounds of weight."

Nina paled in shock.

"One hundred pounds? I said eighty!"

Julian smiled.

"Miss Nina is analysing from a purely data-based perspective, but don’t overlook the power of the heart. A Pokémon’s strength cannot be defined by cold data alone."

Nina’s expression shifted.

"Is that so..."

An excellent data analyst indeed could not only look at data. If she wanted to become A-rank or even S-rank, she still had a long road ahead.

Judging by Julian’s senses, eighty pounds was not Primeape’s limit. One hundred pounds was indeed a little above Primeape’s limit.

But only by carrying one hundred pounds could Primeape temper its willpower and prevent its soul from being pulled away from its body by rage.

During the battle just now, judging by Primeape’s expression, it should already have gained a slight sense of its own soul.

At that moment, Julian’s phone rang.

He took it out and saw an unknown number.

"Hello, this is Veilstone Department Store. Miss Cynthia has asked us to notify Mr Julian Veyne that for this afternoon’s challenge match, Mr Julian may use all of his Pokémon."

"Miss Cynthia wishes to see Mr Julian’s full strength, and Veilstone Department Store also looks forward to Mr Julian’s wonderful performance."

"The challenge match will be held at two o’clock this afternoon. Mr Julian, please arrive on time."

Julian raised an eyebrow.

"All right."

Her attitude earlier had been so cold, and now she had Veilstone Department Store call to inform him to use his full strength.

He really could not understand what Cynthia was thinking.

Maylene asked curiously, "Julian, what happened?"

Julian told her the contents of the call.

Maylene excitedly rubbed her fists.

"That’s perfect! Let Cynthia know how strong we are!"

Julian clenched his fist.

"Opportunities to battle Elite Four member Cynthia are rare. Of course I have to perform properly."

Julian had not forgotten that Professor Rowan had arranged for him and Cynthia to carry out a mission together.

If Cynthia judged today that he had no strength...

Perhaps she would not take him along..

"Miss Nina, let’s begin the final test."

"No problem."

Machamp carried Primeape’s sandbag and power rack into the battlefield, while also holding the iron fist guards Primeape used.

Primeape put on the fist guards and began striking the sandbag under Machamp’s supervision.

"Miss Nina, I need you to help analyse whether I should require Primeape to increase the number of punches per second or increase the weight of the iron fist guards."

"Or both."

Since he was being instructed by Machamp, who could throw one hundred punches in a second, Primeape was likewise required to punch the sandbag at least ten times per second. By the end of the half-hour training, it could not drop below five punches per second.

If it knew the punch count could be lowered, it would unconsciously relax, causing it to fail to maintain the standard until the end of training.

Fortunately, Primeape’s will was firm. It gritted its teeth and maintained ten punches per second. By the end of the half-hour training, it could still throw eight punches per second.

As for Machamp, it could wear four iron fist guards and throw at least thirty punches per second for an hour.

This was the result Machamp had obtained after persevering in training for three years.

Nina calculated until sweat covered her forehead.

"According to my analysis, Primeape pursues instant explosive power more than sustained explosive output, so increasing the weight of the iron fist guards should be chosen."

"Increasing each one from five pounds to eight pounds would be more suitable."

Julian nodded.

"Then we’ll replace them with ten-pound boxing gloves."

Nina: "..."

She knew it would be like this.

After putting away the equipment, Julian brought Nina to the living room.

"Miss Nina, please sit. I’ll go make tea."

After serving tea and snacks, Julian went to his room, took out eight thousand, placed it in an envelope, and handed it to Nina.

"Miss Nina, this is the payment I promised you."

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