Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

He found a public phone booth and dialed the number of his former follower:

"Hey, Hashida, it's me."

Hashida's eyes flickered slightly on the other end of the phone.

The familiar tone, though the voice didn't match, gave him a gut feeling that the person on the other end of the phone was none other than Prince Halkenbrugg himself.

However, Hashida did not immediately trust his intuition.

After all, intuition is irrational and prone to error.

Many people are fooled by naive scams like "It's me, it's me" because they trust their intuition too much.

Hashida asked cautiously:

"Password?"

"Fearless of sacrifice."

Harkenbrug nodded to himself. Hashida was very vigilant and didn't trust him directly, so there was no need to worry too much about letting him lead the team on this mission.

Hashida's excited voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Your Highness! How are you now? I am utterly incompetent; I cannot even find your whereabouts..."

"I'm fine. Time is tight, so let's not talk about these things."

Halkenbrugg interrupted Hashida's self-reproach, saying:

"I have a task for you. You must immediately take your men to the Twelfth Prince's palace and, upon arrival, hand over command to a man named Dia."

"I will give you his contact information. After you exchange the password with him, he will trust you, and then you can just follow his lead."

Without the slightest hesitation, Hashida on the other end of the phone decisively replied:

"understand!"

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Dia's series of phone calls were highly suspicious.

Not to mention Kachu, even Mumu Ze became suspicious, frowning as he asked what had happened.

Of course, I couldn't tell them all the specifics.

In response, Dia could only resort to her silver tongue and make up some dubious words.

With a few sweet words, Mu Muze was immediately charmed into becoming a placenta.

However, the same words had no effect on Cadjo, who was also present.

Fortunately, he had no obligation to explain anything to her.

'stare--'

Kadjo cast a suspicious glance at Dia.

This mysterious guy only ever tells half of what he says or does; he's really annoying!

She cast a glance that conveyed a single sentence:

I suspect you're doing something shady.

Diya calmly conveyed two words with her eyes:

'Endure it.'

Snapped!

Enraged, Kadjo slapped Fugates on the leg.

Click...

The door was gently pushed open, and a somewhat pale face slowly emerged from behind it.

Pokson glanced instinctively at Dia and Mumu Ze, who was holding him, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said:

"The convoy that came to pick you up has arrived, along with a group of unidentified people who said they were arranged by Diya."

Perhaps it was Mu Muze's silly grin that provoked her, but Pokson's voice was unusually cold today.

Dia noticed something unusual in the voice and carefully examined Miss Poker.

She still had that refreshing and capable look, and her already fair complexion seemed even paler, with something indescribable lingering in her watery eyes.

How did she suddenly become like this? She was perfectly fine just a few hours ago.

Could it be that she discovered something?

Diya narrowed her eyes slightly but didn't say anything. She just looked into her eyes, nodded, and led Mumu Ze out of the room.

With Diya leading the way, the others followed one after another.

Poksen trailed at the end of the line, saying nothing.

When she looked up at the determined, strong figure at the front, and the girl following closely behind him, a thought suddenly popped into her mind:

'Anyone can, but not me?'

……

slam-la-

The heavy iron gate was pulled open, and Dia took the lead, seeing the two groups of people waiting outside.

On one side were some strangers dressed in black suits, the leader of whom had a resolute face, his hair tied in a bun, and stood like a pine tree.

On one side stood the short-statured Minister Nugui, his eyes fixed straight ahead, calmly standing beside a long black sedan, his hands behind his back, exuding an aura of profound composure.

The moment the iron gate opened, Minister Nuguyi's gaze flickered, lingering for a fleeting moment on Dia, the first person to emerge, before shifting his gaze to Mumu Ze behind him, and respectfully saying:

"Your Highness Mumu Ze, please."

He placed one hand on his chest and pointed to the car beside him.

Mumu Ze looked at Diya, and only after receiving her approval did he walk towards Minister Nuguyi.

Diya didn't rush to follow, but instead walked up to the man with his hair tied in a bun.

Before he could speak, the man introduced himself:

“Mr. Dia, I am Hashida. Behind me are my comrades, who will now obey all my commands.”

Dia wasn't surprised that the other person knew her.

Halkenbrugger wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

He began to speak:

"Now that you're here, you should know what you're supposed to do, right? And understand the danger of this mission?"

"Completely clear."

Hashida said calmly:

“But we are not afraid of sacrifice, Mr. Dia. If the mission goes wrong because of us, we will be ready to die at the first moment.”

"Please trust us."

When he said the word "believe," his voice involuntarily became a little heavy.

It seems that these two words carry completely different weight in their hearts.

Heavier than a mountain, deeper than the sea.

The night was as dark as ink.

Hashida and his followers fell silent.

In the darkness, their auras seemed to merge into one, and seven or eight pairs of eyes of different colors burned with the same flame, shining brightly in the night.

Those pairs of eyes, filled with a death-defying resolve, all stared at Dia, awaiting his response.

"To go to one's death..."

Dia glanced at them, calmly walked towards Mumu Ze, and said without turning her head:

"Since you've all said that, then I'm even less likely to let you die."

"Drive yourself and follow me. Don't ask where we're going or what we're going to do. We'll talk about the mission when the time comes."

As Diya and her group of five got into the car, the convoy slowly started moving, with an inconspicuous minivan quietly joining the original long line.

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The King's Palace.

Naspi ate his chicken leg absentmindedly, his eyes fixed on the closed palace gates, without saying a word.

His gaze seemed to pass over the main hall before him and land on some distant place.

There are 6 left, or rather, 3 left…

Nasby's thoughts drifted away, as if he had returned to 30 years ago.

At that time, he was only 26 years old, full of vigor and ambition. He and Nuguyi were like fish and water, defeating powerful enemies one after another, improving people's livelihood, developing the national military system, revising the constitution, personally weakening the imperial power, and bringing Kagin to the level of a world power.

Although he relied on a certain person to some extent, even that person no longer dares to boss him around.

Now, he has already felt the crushing force of fate.

'It's coming soon, it's really coming soon, my destined death...'

Nasby broke out in a cold sweat.

He casually pulled the fine silk covering the chair and wiped his mouth and sweat.

His hands trembled slightly as he wiped away sweat, a rare occurrence for him.

But soon, all these physiological reactions disappeared without a trace.

Nasby regained his composure, his gaze growing increasingly profound:

Great achievements are always accompanied by great sacrifices.

'Sustained victory is inevitably accompanied by sustained suffering.'

'This is the destiny of humankind; it was so for my father, and it was so for my grandmother.'