Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

"You don't need to ask him, I killed them all."

A familiar voice came from the passageway behind the hatch.

"you?......"

Roy slowly turned around, veins bulging on his forehead, his face grim, his eyes filled with a predatory rage.

"it's me."

Boom!

A handsome young man with long brown hair emerged from behind the hatch; it was none other than Saen from before.

"But do you know why I killed them?"

Saen glanced around the deck, taking in Bolt, Fica, the Kurta tribe, and Roy.

Why?

With his jaw clenched and pupils reddening, Roy temporarily suppressed his murderous intent and awaited Saen's answer.

"Because of the Deep One, Jumongard."

"Yumengard?....."

"What is that?"

Roy's voice, as cold as ancient ice, slowly escaped his lips.

He was about to reach his limit.

"A monster from the edge of the deep sea of ​​the Dark Continent, humanoid, faceless, and bloodthirsty, with bulging eyes, that loves to suck the life force and energy of humans, and is immortal!"

Saen emphasized the word "immortal" very much.

"And if it has enough food, it will reproduce indefinitely..."

At this point, Saen paused, glanced at Bolt, and after seeing him nod, continued:

"If the entire 3,853 people on the Augli were to be devoured by it, it could potentially evolve from an A+ class single entity into an S class cluster."

"If it comes to that, then we will be sinners against all mankind. You must know that the S-class cluster of Yumongard is a nation-destroying force."

"They are beings we cannot deal with."

"Is this your reason for killing?"

Roy looked over with cold, murderous eyes.

He had already decided to kill the man named Saen in front of him, and no one could stop him.

He said it!

"Isn't that reason enough? Trading over three thousand lives for tens or even hundreds of millions of lives—isn't that a worthwhile deal?"

"It's the most cost-effective option no matter how you look at it."

Saen leaned back slightly, his hands outstretched, looking extremely relaxed.

"Buying or selling?"

quack.....

Roy clenched his teeth, revealing two words through the gaps between them.

"That's right, it's a business transaction. If you think I'm wrong, you can use sacrifice or offering as a token of respect."

"But no matter which one it is, it doesn't change the fact that they deserved to die, for the sake of all humanity."

Saen held his slightly aching forehead with his right hand and answered decisively.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Roy laughed in anger. He suddenly didn't want to fight anymore. Killing this person in front of him like this would be too easy for him.

I need to have some fun with him.

The redness in his eyes faded, and Luo Yi buried his murderous intent deep within himself once more.

He was waiting for the right opportunity, the opportunity that would make him regret his actions.

"Alright, Sarn... no need to say any more."

Bolt's cool voice broke between Roy and Saan, stopping their argument—no, that's not right, it should be that Roy gave up arguing.

Upon hearing Bolt's voice, Saan slowly lowered his outstretched hands, and the frivolous smile on his lips faded somewhat.

He looked at Bolt again, then took a half step back, leaned against the bulkhead, and said nothing more.

But his eyes would still occasionally glance at Roy.

It wasn't a provocation; it was something more complex, like light falling into an abyss.

But Roy wasn't looking at him; he was looking at Bolt.

"Did you already know, or was it always related to you?"

Roy's voice was flat, not a question, but a statement.

Bolt did not back down.

"Know."

"Do you know who he killed?"

"I know, and not only do I know, I even gave the order for him to kill."

hiss.......

Roy's pupils contracted slightly, and he gasped. The killing intent that had been dormant deep inside him began to boil again.

And it was even more intense than before.

His fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly.

He only slowly waved his hand when his knuckles made a series of fine, popping sounds.

"Good...so good..."

Silently, Roy also sentenced Bolt to death.

They didn't know the trolley problem, but he did.

An out-of-control train is speeding along the tracks, with five people tied to the tracks ahead, unable to escape.

You are standing next to a switch. If you flip the switch, the train will switch to another track, but there is also a person tied to that track.

To turn it on or not to turn it off?

Ban: You intentionally kill one person to save five people.

"Don't do anything: Five people will die."

And it is clear that Saan was the one who "switched" the paddle steamer named Augley.

He was worried that if Yumongarde evolved into an S-class cluster, it would cause even more deaths.

So he chose to kill those people in advance, preventing Deep One Yumongard from consuming more food and thus maintaining his juvenile A-level form so that he could hunt them down.

Incidentally, it uses the lives of a few to save the lives of the many.

This is his arrogance, his contempt.

In reality, life cannot be measured by quantity; the lives of two people are not greater than the life of one person. This is a betrayal of free will.

Everyone has the right to live, and also the right to refuse.

No one has the right to make decisions about another person's life, even if that person is destined to die.

And Saen did it, without any remorse.

Looking at the upturned smile on Saen's face, Roy knew that he wasn't ashamed of what happened, and might even be proud of it.

But... the train hasn't stopped yet... has it?

Standing in the center of the deck, beside Fica and the Kurta girl, Roy glanced at Bolt and Saen with an ambiguous look.

A train with three people would be very interesting.

I just don't know which way to change lanes when the time comes.

.........

In the corridor next to the captain's cabin on the second floor.

The dim yellow light flickered on and off.

A figure lay at the boundary between the dim light and the darkness.

It resembles a withered skeleton or a dried corpse.

The corpse's withered skin clung tightly to its cheekbones, its eyes deeply sunken into their sockets, staring straight at the ceiling.

Below the cheekbones and on the neck, large amounts of loose skin hang limply from the cervical spine, with horizontal lines resembling the rings of a tree.

Further down, his blood, flesh, bone marrow, body temperature, breathing, and heartbeat all lost their vitality, turning grayish-white, clearly indicating that he was dead.

His manner of death perfectly matches the murder methods of Deep One Jumongard.

It turned out that the blond man had already given up when Roy reached the second deck.

For the next period of time, he managed to exchange a few blows with Jumongaard, but soon his right arm was pierced, followed by his left arm and both legs.

Finally, the heart, until he was completely dead.

Then... the monster began to feed on the defenseless blond man.

In no time at all, he had completely absorbed the life force of the blond man, Zet.