"Do dolls have human rights? How are you going to register its identity with the royal army? There's no way it will pass the review. Do you believe they'll just declare you mentally unstable and then impeach Princess Seraphic?"

Diya grabbed her wandering little hand in an annoyed tone:

"In short, you'll know the results once the selection is over. Just wait in your palace."

"No, I want to go with them."

Mu Muze tried to pull his hand away twice, but couldn't. A blush began to rise on his face, and he said righteously:

"I want to see my future private army, is that alright?"

"Hmm...that works, but don't give any random instructions throughout the whole process."

"Good~"

Chapter 348 Special Products of the King's Military Academy × Various Amazing People

The southern suburbs of the city.

Tita, expressionless, avoided the eyes and ears of the surrounding pedestrians and turned left and right until she found an extremely hidden road.

Is this the place? The selection venue...?

It was afternoon, and the path in front of Tita was overgrown with weeds and desolate, making it almost impossible to distinguish the path from the wasteland.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out her phone and looked at it.

The image on the phone is frozen on a seemingly empty sheet of white paper.

However, when Tita focused her Nen energy on her eyes, a line of text suddenly appeared on the white paper on the phone screen!

This is a Nen text written using the "Entanglement" of Nen, which can only be seen by those who have mastered the "Condensation" Nen ability.

'As expected of a professional hunter from the Hunter Association, they can quickly distinguish between ordinary people and Nen users using this method, but…'

Tita checked the information on the white paper again, calmly proceeding along the path, thinking to herself:

This also means that the private army that this criminal hunter wants to establish for the Twelfth Prince, Komizawa, is likely a team composed entirely of Nen users.

They were private soldiers in the regular army stationed around the fourth prince.

Tita knew very well that among the fourteen princes, only the eldest prince and the second prince had a private army composed entirely of Nen users.

Therefore, the twelfth prince's group is quite noteworthy.

The reason she was sent here was that the fourth prince somehow learned yesterday that the eldest prince, Benjamin, had also sent a private soldier to participate in the selection.

Upon hearing this, Celidonich believed that simply sending Poksen to participate in the selection process might not be a safe bet.

In addition, he believed that under no circumstances should Benjamin's private army be stronger than his own.

So, to be on the safe side, Celidonich sent his trusted confidante, Tita, to participate in the selection.

'It seems that, apart from myself, no one else under the Fourth Prince is capable of undertaking this task…'

Tita knew that among the fourth princes, who were also high-ranking princes, only she and Salgov had privately established troops.

As for Pokson, who was sent on this mission for some unknown reason, she doesn't understand Nen at all and probably can't even find the selection location.

'But this is for the best; at least it keeps her away from the dangerous world of Nen users.'

Tita felt a moment of relief for her friend Poxon, then saw the dilapidated buildings faintly appearing in the distance.

It was a small, abandoned machinery factory, its gate locked tightly with a rusty iron chain, showing no signs of human activity.

This road is extremely secluded, and it's impossible for anyone to be here under normal circumstances.

but……

Tita stepped forward, tore off the rusty iron chain, and pulled open the door.

How could there be a chain locking the door in such an abandoned site?

Sure enough, as soon as the door was opened, the dim yellow lights inside the machine shop shone out, though they were not very noticeable in the afternoon sunlight.

"Come in. You're the first one to find this place, and the most efficient of all the candidates. Remember to close the door."

A calm voice came from the open space in the center of the machine factory. Tita looked over and saw the hunter from the announcement video!

Tita slammed the door shut behind her, walked over to the person who had just spoken, and said:

"Isn't screening by reading the text enough? Even the selection location is made up of multiple riddles using obscure ancient characters. Aren't you afraid that no one will come?"

"That only proves that Kakin's military is full of useless people."

Dia retorted sarcastically without any politeness:

"Only a bunch of trash would choose you as private soldiers."

Tita's eyes turned cold, and she said:

“I advise you to take back what you just said. Insulting a prince in Kakin is a serious crime.”

"So you admit that you were sent by another prince?"

Diya chuckled lightly, completely ignoring Tita's dangerous gaze.

"..."

Tita realized she had misspoke and could only swallow the rest of her harsh words, secretly becoming more wary of the hunter in front of her.

This man was well aware that today's selection would attract spies from other princes.

But he is still conducting normal selections here today with impunity. What is he relying on?

The thought that some Nen users might possess the ability to distort the minds of others made Tita feel uneasy.

bang-

Before Tita could think further, the sound of the machine factory gate opening came again.

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw a tall, slender female soldier slowly walk into the gate.

The man had his hair tied in a high ponytail, his eyes were sunken and sharp, and he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

"You're the second person to find this place, and the second most efficient of all the candidates. Remember to close the door."

Dia spoke in a formulaic manner, which made Tita give him a speechless look.

So this line is a fixed line?

The female soldier calmly swept her gaze over the man and woman in the room, said nothing, slowly closed the door, and then asked:

"When will this selection process begin? Don't tell me it has to wait until everyone arrives."

"In three hours, after dark, no more candidates will be allowed to enter."

"it is good……"

The female soldier walked slowly to Tita's side, looked her up and down in her suit and tie, and said nothing.

"Is there a problem?"

Tita met the female soldier's scrutinizing gaze without fear and asked.

The female soldier smiled and slowly said:

"You must be Tita from the fourth class. My name is Wilder, a first-class student at the King's Military Academy."

Tita's heart skipped a beat. This female soldier named Weildl actually recognized her and even claimed to be a first-generation member!

The fact that they are "first-generation recruits" means that the other party is most likely the soldier that the eldest prince, Benjamin, sent to participate in the selection, as mentioned by the fourth prince.

Silently raising her attention level, Tita stopped responding to any of her actions or words.

Seeing this, Weildl smiled and said nothing more.

Time passed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, the door was slowly pushed open once again.

This time, it was a female soldier with orange, slightly wavy hair and a pretty face.

As soon as she entered, she looked at Tita, who was already standing in the room, and said in astonishment:

"Tita? What are you doing here?"

“...Just like you, I’m here to participate in the selection, Pokson.”

Tita was no less surprised than Poxon.

From her perspective, Poxon's entire body was clearly enveloped in a rounded and thick layer of [Entanglement], making him a Nen user who could be considered capable of standing on his own!

Keep in mind that not long ago, when they first met, Pokson was just an ordinary person.

How did she do it?

Despite her many questions, Tita knew this wasn't the time for reminiscing, so she silently gave her a look, signaling her to come over.

Seeing this, Pokson was about to walk over when he heard Dia's calm voice:

"You rude guy, close the door."

"..."

Pokson slammed the door shut, gave Dia a wary look as if he were a stranger, and then glared at him secretly before walking toward Tita.

Early in the planning stages, Dia and she agreed to pretend they didn't know each other during the selection process.

This is also why Dia was so blunt just now.

Of course, there were reasons, but Diya's attitude still made Poxon a little unhappy, and he decided to settle the score with him that night.

However, there was another reason for Dia's reprimand.

Behind him, a hidden camera was quietly operating in a corner.

In the original monitoring room of the machinery factory, Mu Muze stared at Pokson on the screen and at the seemingly unrelated behavior of the two, and a few doubts arose in his heart.

She seemed to have seen this private soldier who came to participate in the selection before.

For Mu Muze, who was a prince, Pokson, whom she had only met once in Youkexin, had long since disappeared from her memory.

The last time she asked Poxon to run an errand, it was her maid who ordered Poxon to do it; she herself did not appear.

But a sixth sense, deep down, made her unconsciously start to notice this seemingly unassuming soldier...

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