Leiza...
Roy flicked his fingers, turning the tissue in his hand into a ball, which gracefully drew a parabola in the air before landing in the trash bin. Upon hearing the word "prison," the first image that flashed in his mind was of a burly man, dressed in a tank top and shorts, perpetually looking like a volleyball player.
This man is the most representative powerhouse of the "Emission" type, and he is also one of the typical events through which Roy gained a deeper understanding of Ging, the person, and the kind of "privileges" and "positioning" the "Hunter" profession holds.
Why could a death-row inmate like Leiza remain unharmed just because of Ging's trust?
Why could Ging, as a Hunter, break into a prison and ride above the law without facing any consequences?
Ultimately, whether it's Hunters or the Hunter Association, they're not individuals or organizations that act based on a sense of good and evil. In fact, the Hunter Association, revered by countless elites, is nothing more than a puppet organization pushed to the forefront by V5 and a few major countries, set to rule the world's Nen users.
If Ging flouting the law without consequence, and a death-row inmate like Leiza remaining active on Greed Island with freedom hadn't received tacit approval or backing from major countries, perhaps... Ging, Leiza, and even those like Elena and Liste, who helped Ging create the game "Greed Island," might as well have been labeled as an "A-level crime group" in reference to the future Phantom Troupe, and globally pursued.
This proves that personal will can never surpass the will of a nation, just as Roy's grandfather Jager once wrote in "Records of the Western Continent," which was opened to page 18...
"To transcend, humans cannot detach from nature. Ultimately, they must gather the 'power of sentient beings' to negotiate with nature, whether to 'seize' or 'steal' authority. In any case...
Merely relying on oneself, no matter how long one practices or how high one's talent, they cannot escape the constraints of 'natural laws,' will age, will die, until... they become a handful of dust and finally return to the embrace of 'nature'...."
"Young master..."
"Young master?"
Wutong called softly twice, pulling Roy back from his contemplation to reality.
The young butler adjusted the glasses on his nose and cautiously asked, "Should you agree to her request?"
The woman was indeed too rude, using conditions to bind the young master. According to Wutong's intentions, once the information was in hand, she should be killed immediately to show her that... not anyone can make demands of the Zoldyck family...
But for the "world's number one killer family," there indeed exist a few individuals with a bit of "qualification."
Ging, one of the "world's five Nen users," is among them.
Roy opened "Records of the Western Continent," speaking without lifting his head, "Time, place, wait for her news, book the plane tickets."
He had no interest in prison breaks, Leiza was not important, but the key was the "Baku"... Not just for treating Tanjuro, but purely as a Conjuror to firmly grasp this method of Anti-Conjuration, this trip... must be undertaken.
"Yes." Wutong cleared the table, pushed the dining cart away... and suddenly a voice came from behind: "Your Breathing Technique is quite good."
The young butler paused, smiled, gave a bow, and left, steps lighter as if more buoyant than before...
"Creak..." the door was gently closed.
Inside the bedroom, only the boy was left, sitting at the table, flipping through "Records of the Western Continent," trying to find within Jager's notes a method for the application of the "Power of Faith." Perhaps there is a destiny decreed by providence...
Meanwhile, at the east coast of Greed Island, several miles away from the Republic of Padokea,
A man with a bit of stubble on his chin, wearing black leather boots, donning lantern pants all-year-round, with a black scarf around his neck, sat cross-legged on a reef fishing. The fishing rod was wedged in a crack of the rock, swaying gently in the wind, as his bright brown eyes focused intently on a worn-out book placed on his knees...
The red sun leapt above the horizon, casting a streak of dawn...
The cover of the book faintly showed the words "Journey to the New Continent"...
"Baku": A mythical beast. Typically inhabits the dark continent's Wintercliff, near the Korola Canyon adjacent to the Tungus Empire, it often feeds on ants and small crustaceans.
Due to its exceptional Conjuration talent, yet insufficient intelligence, it frequently traps itself in the rift between "Conjuration" and "Anti-Conjuration," "Reality" and "Illusion"... It's easily lost, falling out of the dark continent to appear in small secret realms or forbidden zones...
Most recently traceable, it had shown signs in an underwater secret realm off the western coast of the Eurobian Continent...
The young man squinted, deep in thought... The "most recent traceable" by his "ancestor," at least dated back three hundred years... Three hundred years is enough for dynasties to fall and civilizations to disappear... Whether the "Baku" would still appear in that underwater secret realm off the west coast of Eurobia remains unknown.
'Still, having some information is better than none...' Ging thought optimistically. At a certain moment, his ears twitched at the sound of approaching footsteps from behind, turning to look...
Elena appeared with a bright blue light screen before her, walked forward slowly, stopped five meters behind him, and said, "Ging, the other party agreed."
"You were right, that young Zoldyck has certain skills... I just found out some information... the chief examiner this time is the Botobai you admire greatly."
"Is that so?" Ging said with little surprise, rather regretfully, "What a pity that Botobai won't be constrained to one city or territory, otherwise, having him guard Greed Island would be even more secure."
"And Leiza, whom you want to rescue?"
"Very strong, but compared to Botobai, he falls slightly short..."
The "14 Demons" amounts to only fourteen, but a "one-man army" truly possesses a full-fledged army!
Emission emphasizes "Nen quantity" competition, at least... in terms of "numerical value," Leiza is slightly inferior...
Elena nodded, "Then I will send a reply to the other side."
"Tell him, we'll meet a month later at Bronte, a seaside city on the western coast of the Eurobian continent."
"Why not now?" Greed Island is under construction, the sooner they go and return the better... Elena looked at Ging questioningly.
The man closed "Journey to the New Continent," stood up, watching as the dawn spread across the sky, indicating the start of a new day, smiled and said, "In a month, Gon will be born, I want to see him before I set out..."
Elena recalled Vivian, the cold and indifferent pregnant woman who ignored everyone. Her due date was at the end of the month, and she suddenly understood...