Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

An object that should absolutely not be in his pocket at this moment.

He slowly took out the object and looked at it—it was an ordinary crumpled piece of paper.

"This...when did this happen..."

Hashida remembered clearly that he had never put any crumpled paper in his pocket.

Is he a pickpocket?

It's absolutely impossible for any pickpocket to slip something into his pocket right under his nose!

A strange feeling surged up, and Hashida's breathing suddenly became rapid. He quickly unfolded the note and saw the words on it:

"230 meters outside the palace gate, 150 meters below the original site, lies the former location of the national treasury. Have Kadjo and Fugates use their abilities to take a look inside, but do not go any deeper..."

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"Kido Yorkshire, a three-star rare disease hunter, a medical authority, I know she's gray..."

Nasby grabbed a bunch of grapes, munching on them while clearly speaking:

"I have also read some of her works and papers. Her level is at least 100 years ahead of those academicians of the First Military Medical University. She is simply not a genius of this era."

"It's unbelievable that a usable vaccine could be developed in just a few days after the entire virus research institute was wiped out and all the data was destroyed."

"With such a person helping you, my daughter, you have really grown up very quickly."

Mumu Ze, dressed in a red dress and with sparkling earrings, stood excitedly at the foot of the steps and asked:

"Then, Father, could Miss Qiduo be allowed to take over Kakin's vaccine research and development work?"

"In this way, the epidemic can be contained quickly, and we in Kakin can also use the vaccine to gain political attention from the international community."

Nasby readily agreed, waving his hand casually.

"Okay, I'll leave everything to you from now on. Don't let me down."

In any case, there are no other reliable solutions at the moment besides this one.

Nasby looked at Mumu Ze, who was standing excitedly at the top of the steps, and thought to himself:

'This unexpected gain likely wasn't due to her own efforts, but regardless of who's helping her behind the scenes, there's no doubt she now possesses enough political power to establish herself. If the news about the vaccine is released tomorrow, there will probably be immediate calls from the public to enthrone her as crown princess.'

'This isn't unprecedented in Kakin's history. Riding this wave of public opinion, even without the added blessing of a ceremony, she's already poised to become a highly respected monarch.'

'Whether she can maintain this divinely aided state after ascending the throne is another matter entirely. If she can't grasp the power currently behind her, then she'll probably have to rely on the power of the ritual...'

Nasby's thinking was very complex.

Due to unexpected external forces, Mu Muze has been forced to reach this point, which forces him to consider the consequences after the other party ascends the throne.

He originally thought...

No matter what kind of person they are, after experiencing the baptism of the succession war, they will at least become as ruthless and ambitious as he is.

But it's clear that Mumu Ze is still far from what he expected.

Seeing the sweet smile on Mumu Ze's face, Naspi felt a wave of exhaustion.

This child has nothing redeeming qualities except for his good looks.

Which step went wrong?

Nasby was somewhat troubled; the rule that the rituals could only be left to their own devices meant he had no choice but to accept the current situation.

There was no other way. After all, everyone else was dead. The ninth and the eldest were still locked in a fierce battle for some reason. The tenth and eleventh were in even worse shape than Mu Muze, and the fourteenth was even worse off...

However, this risk is also an important part of the ritual.

Without such a risk that is completely out of control, how can we obtain the power to influence the fate of a billion people?

Nasby asked absentmindedly:

"Is there anything else? If not, let's go back first. It's getting late, so get some rest."

"Have."

Mumu Ze's resolute voice suddenly reached Naspi's ears, startling him.

Why are you suddenly so serious?

Is there anything else you want to say? You're not asking me for military power, are you?

Under the bright lights of the main hall, Naspi looked at Mumuzhe.

She clasped her hands to her chest, trembling slightly, and tried to raise her head. Her serene gaze became incredibly firm, as if she had made a decision in her heart.

This matter is even more important than the vaccine issue she mentioned before.

Nasby became somewhat interested and straightened up to ask:

"Speak, what is it? Do you want a reward?"

"No, my father."

Mumu Ze took a deep breath, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed by his burning determination.

She said:

"I hope you will agree to a marriage."

"Grant me a wedding, in front of the whole nation!"

The hall suddenly fell silent.

The flickering firelight cast elusive shadows on Nas's face, making it appear as if it were a steamed bun, with shadows that danced and shifted.

This is one.

The request seems ridiculous.

The reason is that a prince's wedding does not require the king's consent, let alone any imperial decree.

If Mumu Ze is willing, she can "marry" as many men as she wants, and it doesn't even matter if they are men or women; this is the freedom of a prince of the Kakin royal family.

Therefore, the real core of Mumu Ze's request was actually the last sentence—"In front of the entire nation."

The implication is quite obvious.

A nameless rage suddenly rose within him, but Naspi forcefully suppressed it.

After holding it in for a long time, Nasby finally managed to utter a sigh:

“My daughter, I really want to see what kind of man could make you so timid.”

"So you actually have to resort to coercion to gain their favor?"

"It just so happens that the rules for the succession to the throne of Kakin only require that the prince be born to the queen. Why don't you arrange for that man to have a few more concubines who will conceive through artificial insemination? That way you'll have more time to deal with state affairs."

Nasby's satire of Mumuzze was exceptionally sharp and direct.

He was very dissatisfied with Mumu Ze's performance.

The prince of Kakin can be arrogant, jealous, short-tempered, extravagant, lazy, greedy, and addicted to lust, among other things.

But we must never be weak, and we must never put ourselves in a subordinate position!

How can a weak king support a country?

Is it really possible to rely on a powerful regent? Who can guarantee that the regent won't covet the throne and usurp it? In the event that the regent seizes the throne, Kakin's millennia-old legacy could be destroyed in an instant.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Muze frowned and bit his lower lip.

Her sarcasm towards Naspi hit a nerve, but she couldn't articulate a rebuttal.

She even had similar nightmares at times...

After a long pause, Mu Muze raised his head, struggling to suppress the surging emotions within him, maintaining his unwavering demeanor, and spoke:

“Father, you don’t understand him. That man is not someone who can be conquered by common sense.”

"There's only one way to get him!"

Chapter 435 Mumu Ze's Self-Dissection × The Elusive Dia

A person will despise their own soul seven times in their lifetime.

'For the first time, when I could have been more assertive, I chose humility.'

Mu Muze lowered her head, her bangs falling to cover the gloom in her eyes.

Knowing full well that Miss Qiduo's gaze toward Dia was ambiguous, he pretended not to know, indulging in unrealistic fantasies of a perfect ending.

This kind of thing can fool Qiduo, it can fool Dia, it can fool the readers and the audience, but can it fool oneself?

The second time, when the soul felt empty and lonely, it was filled with external love.

Is that outward obsession and infatuation a pure admiration for him, or simply a desire to avoid returning to that dark room where there was nothing?

Perhaps all of them exist.

Human emotions are inherently complex, and loving others as you love yourself can be considered a virtue.

Mumu Ze comforted himself in this way.

The third time, when faced with a choice between easy and difficult, choose the easier one.

Mumu Ze doesn't actually consider himself an ordinary person.

On the contrary, her inner world is extremely rich.

But she lacked the courage to face those tedious realities. If she handed everything over to others, things would be much easier.

Like the trumpet creeper that climbs upwards, as long as it finds the tallest, biggest, and most beloved banyan tree, it can easily avoid the wind and rain.

Coincidentally, the tree she had in mind was tall and big enough, and... moral enough.

Isn't this kind of thinking quite unorthodox?

Mumu Ze subtly twitched the corners of his mouth, a hint of sarcasm rising in his heart.

Neither Poker nor Miss Kita would likely agree with such an idea.