Ascended to the throne, then changed the country, and now the Kakin Empire is already a behemoth.
Everything that could be done has been done, and done very well.
As a king, he has no sha before the country.
'But it's not enough. What I want hasn't been obtained yet.'
Nasubi murmured to himself in his heart. The Aura around his body seed like a beating drum, constantly vibrating out wave-like forms.
The long-tongued Nen Beast with many breasts stood silently behind him. Perhaps sensing the surging emotions within Nasubi, its terrifying face revealed a strange, slight smile.
The short, middle-aged man could see the Nen Beast but ignored it, maintaining a respectful posture, calmly facing Nasubi.
"The phone."
Nasubi raised his index finger, pointing to a telephone on the cabinet.
The man walked over slowly, moving the entire telephone to Nasubi.
Nasubi picked up the receiver with one hand, while his other hand swiftly pressed a series of numbers on the keypad.
After a few dial tones, the sound of connection ca through the receiver.
"It's ."
Nasubi spoke first.
"Oh, calling at this hour, must be important," Beyond's voice ca from the other end.
"Hui hui..."
Nasubi habitually laughed, then calmly said, "The B.W. ship has been launched, currently also completed debugging. Do you understand my aning?"
"Hmm? You also know, as long as my old man doesn't die, I can't set out," Beyond naturally understood. This was forcing the duck onto the perch.
Nasubi didn't comnt, directly stating, "One month."
"Huh? Is that the deadline?" Beyond's expression faltered slightly.
"Correct. I only give you one month. If you can't do it, I'll find soone else," Nasubi said in an extrely indifferent tone.
Beyond scratched his cheek, using a negotiating tone, "How about three months?"
The response was the sound of the phone being hung up.
Beyond listened to the dial tone from the receiver, shook his head, then casually threw the phone away.
The woman in the sa room tily caught the phone and placed it back in its original position.
"You look quite displeased."
After placing the phone, the woman looked at Beyond's expressionless face.
"Although expected, it's indeed quite displeasing," Beyond stood up, looking at the moonlight streaming through the paper door.
Nasubi sending people to deal with Netero was, in a sense, helping Beyond.
But since it didn't succeed, he was forcing Beyond to resolve this matter quickly.
From the cooperation content, Beyond had no room for refusal.
Nasubi wanted to beco the great man who explored the new continent, gain imnse fa, be recorded in history, and rembered by future generations.
He sought Beyond, valuing Beyond's reputation as Netero's son.
Beyond wanted to go to the Dark Continent, but no one could obtain permission from the V5. So, he wanted to use the Kakin Empire's power to go to the Dark Continent openly and legitimately.
"One month?"
Beyond stared at the moonlight on the tatami.
He didn't know the reason for Nasubi's urgency, nor was it necessary to find out.
What he should think about now was how to make a choice within one month.
"Your plan?" The woman suddenly asked.
"Haven't decided yet. If necessary, even if I don't want to do it, I'll have to."
Beyond's eyes and tone were both calm.
To achieve goals by any ans necessary was the norm in his eyes.
However, he also had so stubborn, or rather obsessive, points.
For example: A son shouldn't kill his father.
That's why he patiently waited for the day Netero would die, rather than killing Netero to remove the restriction.
But if it ca down to it, even if he didn't want to do it, he'd have to.
After all, anything could be weighed on a scale. Whichever side was heavier would naturally lean that way.
…
After restoring Netero, Law had no interest in dealing with the Association's ss. Otherwise, if he handled it, he would definitely turn tonight's events into the bla pinned on Pariston's head.
When in the Hide-and-Seek, Law openly ntioned Dark Continent in front of everyone. To say there was no ulterior motive, no one would believe it.
At that ti, Law deliberately said it to plant a small seed in everyone's hearts.
One must understand, Hunters are a group easily stimulated and driven by curiosity. The unknown and adventure are their spiritual sustenance.
Among those present, the potential teammates he had in mind were Knov, Morel, Ginta, and Nique.
Originally, every Zodiac mber was on his 'assessnt' list. But after seeing Cheadle held back by two assassins tonight, Law quietly removed Cheadle.
Of course, this removal was temporary.
Moreover, his personal removal or addition couldn't decide anything.
Among the four he had in mind, Nique was a definite. Among the other three, he absolutely had to get Knov on board.
Law took Kurapika and left the Hide-and-Seek, heading to the Hunter Association.
On the way, Law sent the ssage about Netero's recovery to Ging, who was far away on Whale Island.
…
Whale Island.
The city where the Hunter Association was located remained overcast, but Whale Island was cloudless, only a bright moon hanging high.
Pure moonlight covered the plains. The night breeze passed over, like shimring ripples.
A house rged with a large tree. On the second-floor balcony, a family sat around a table, silver-frost-like moonlight covering them.
Those four were Ging, Mito, Gon and Grandma Bertha.
The table was filled with various fruits… four cups held sweet juice.
Mito and Gon chatted, occasionally bursting into laughter.
Bertha watched with a smile nearby.
Ging felt utterly uncomfortable, incompatible with this cozy scene.
He drooped his eyelids, staring blankly at the distant scenery.
While chatting with Gon, Mito would often shoot sharp, sword-like glances at Ging, but the latter, perhaps thick-skinned, showed no reaction at all.
'I'll slip away tomorrow morning.'
Ging thought silently.
Beep.
A short prompt sounded from the phone.
Ging took out his phone and checked the ssage.
It was news about Netero's recovery.
Ging directly put away his phone, showing no reaction.
However, since Netero had recovered, he needed to et Law later. He had to think about how to obtain permission to go to the Dark Continent.
"Who sent the ssage?"
Mito's ghost-like voice ca over.
Ging turned to look at Mito, naturally making up a lie, "An ad for hemorrhoid cream. Why, do you need so?"
Without a word, Mito picked up a red apple from the basket and threw it at Ging's face.
Ging easily caught the apple, took a bite, and mumbled, "This way, you'll never get married."
"Ging!"
Mito gritted her teeth, calling Ging's na.
Gon and Bertha helplessly watched the two.
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