Hunter x Hunter: Card Master, the Strongest in the World.

Night falls.

In a brightly lit up villa district, at the gate of a manor, a pair of security guards, one old and one new, are sitting at the entrance smoking.

"Brother, do you think there's no future in working here?" the new security guard in his twenties asked dejectedly, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

What future can a security guard have?

He was doing well in the gang and was even thinking of becoming a small leader based on his skills, but he was reassigned to guard one of the boss's many villas...

No one lives here normally, there's not even a ghost in sight, it's only recently that guests have moved in.

"Young man, you're still too young." The older security guard, in his forties, exhaled a smoke ring, immediately discerning what the young man was thinking. He explained, "Don't underestimate this security job. The fact that the boss puts us here shows he trusts us!"

"Of course, the most important thing is that there is almost no risk here, and the pay is much higher, which is much more comfortable than fighting and killing."

"I see!" the new security guard exclaimed in sudden realization. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a mysterious figure in a black robe walking straight towards him. He immediately became alert, subconsciously stood up, and reached for the pistol at his waist.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and pressed down on him, preventing him from drawing his gun.

The new security guard turned his head in confusion, only to see the old guard with an unusually serious expression. He then gently shook his head and said, "Let me ask first."

This is an affluent area, home to the elite of the entire Youkexin community. If anything were to happen, only two possibilities would emerge here.

First, there is no risk.

Second, the risk of certain death for ordinary people like them!

None of these reasons justify their disrespectful behavior. If they offend certain powerful figures, they will likely face certain death.

This is one of the survival tips summarized from the work experience of an old security guard over twenty years.

In places like Youkexin, most of the survivors are shrewd and resourceful.

"May I ask who you are?" the old security guard asked in a low voice, staring at the approaching mysterious man, trying to keep a low profile as much as possible.

At the same time, he secretly pressed a button to notify the security personnel inside the villa—a signal that a potentially dangerous person had appeared.

The mysterious figure, wearing a mask, spoke slowly, his voice hoarse: "I've come to save people."

"Understood!" The old security guard perked up and immediately opened the gate to let the mysterious man in. "I'll show you the way."

The mysterious man nodded slightly, and then the old security guard told the new security guard to do his duty well, while he was responsible for leading the distinguished guest to "rescue the person".

Yes, to save lives.

He naturally knew who was living in the villa, and he also understood that the daughter of the Nosra family head was seriously ill and was looking for someone who could cure her. Clearly, this was the reason why he had come.

The new security guard wanted to say something, but didn't. Watching the two figures leave, he quickly rubbed his eyes, looking surprised... Had he seen things wrong?

Just now, he seemed to have seen a pair of eyes flash by in that person's shadow.

In fact, he wasn't mistaken; it was Gastly playing a prank in the shadows.

The mysterious man's true identity is a puppet controlled by Lynn using an enemy controller, originating from a henchman of a rival gang.

His main body stays at home, and when the enemy controls this person using a controller, it's like playing a game where you can see the puppet's perspective.

The difficulty of control depends on the skill of the person being controlled and the distance.

For an ordinary person like him, he can control the device over a distance of more than ten kilometers with very low Nen consumption. If it were a B+ level Capone, the range would be limited to a few hundred meters.

Using this puppet and Gastly, he can temporarily act as an exorcist while avoiding risks. Even if something is discovered to be wrong, Gastly will destroy the evidence immediately.

The puppet followed the old security guard to a magnificent hall.

There are now four people in the hall.

The pale-faced Nion sat on the sofa directly in front of her, next to an old monk who looked to be about forty or fifty years old. The monk had his eyes closed and was muttering something, turning prayer beads in his hand.

Occasionally, wisps of golden light and spiritual energy would flow from the prayer beads and then land on Neon.

Monks, as people are familiar with, are usually dressed simply. But this person was different. As if afraid others wouldn't know he was rich, he wore a golden robe and was adorned with jewels.

Beside him stood Lightnosra, looking anxious, and Dazoni, the captain of the Nosra family's guard.

Upon seeing the old security guard arrive with his men, Dazo Nie, the captain of the guard team, immediately stepped forward and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"Exorcist," Lynn said slowly, manipulating the puppet.

Exorcist!

But... this person didn't use [Entanglement], and at first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary person. Since he couldn't tell if his identity was real or fake, Dazo Nie didn't dare to treat him lightly and quickly informed the family head, Wright.

"Has an exorcist arrived?" Wright asked excitedly, as if he were a drowning person grasping at a straw.

He has been suffering terribly every day lately because his beloved daughter is plagued by suicidal thoughts, her body is weak, and most importantly, she can no longer use her abilities!

The last point is the most fatal.

He, Letnosra, owes his current position entirely to his daughter Neon's extraordinary divination skills.

He knew very well how much his family would decline without this ability, which was absolutely unacceptable!

This is only a long-term risk; he has immediate and pressing concerns right now.

The incident began two weeks ago when Neon performed divination for several high-ranking gang members, and their divination poems all contained similar death predictions.

So the order came from above to have Neon do the divination again, but then Neon had this problem again. To deal with the death thoughts, they could only find a spirit exorcist to help.

However, exorcists are notoriously rare and precious.

The higher-ups understood that this was a very difficult situation, so after discussion, they invited the only exorcist supported by the ten elders, which was this monk.

But the monk had been casting spells for a whole day, and Neon's condition still hadn't improved, which made Wright, who thought victory was in sight, even more anxious... Was this just a show?

Although he had such thoughts in his heart, he had no better way. Just then, a spirit exorcist arrived, presumably because of their widespread publicity.

No, even if it meant risking offending the master, he had to let this stranger, the exorcist, give it a try.

Otherwise, putting aside the fact that they failed to meet the higher-ups' requirements, given Neon's current condition, it's uncertain how long she can hold on... Neon absolutely cannot be allowed to get into trouble.

Thinking of this, Wright lowered his posture and approached the monk, saying in a humble voice, "Master Ruin, why don't you rest for a while?"

Upon hearing this, the monk Ruin opened his eyes, glanced at Wright with disdain, and said "politely" on the surface, "I understand. Then Miss Neon will be exorcised by this man."

"Let me make this clear beforehand: even this old man finds it difficult to exorcise this affliction; I'm afraid there are very few people in this world who can cure it!"

After saying that, Ruin flicked his sleeves and stood aside silently, waiting for the show to begin. Then Wright would come begging him for help again, and he would at least increase the reward by one percentage point!

Of course he knew what Wright was thinking—didn't he just think he couldn't get rid of Nen? What did these laymen know!