Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

When Lev saw his arm up close, he was so terrified he almost lost his soul.

It wasn't until he screamed for a while that he realized his left hand had become this grotesque state.

But surprisingly, it didn't hurt much?

This is because Dia is still maintaining the ripple effect to relieve his pain.

Otherwise, he might faint from the excruciating pain on the spot, and then he wouldn't be able to speak.

"I'm giving you five seconds to tell me everything you know, or you'll become the first person in the world to break their own throat by the muscles in their neck."

Dia slightly reduced the ripple output, causing Lev to break out in a cold sweat and scream in agony before she restored the ripple output.

Seeing this, Lev finally gave up hope and hurriedly said:

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! That card is in my pocket, you can have it! Oh, and that woman, her body is in the sewer, it shouldn’t be completely eaten by rats yet…”

Dia frowned, touched the other person's pocket, and sure enough, pulled out a card. She then continued to ask:

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking you, where did you get this card?"

"Yes, a man in a suit gave it to me. He told me I could use the card as I pleased!"

"That man looked to be under 1.8 meters tall, around 30 years old..."

Seeing that Dia was getting impatient, Lev was so frightened that his legs trembled, fearing that Dia would continue to torture him.

So he quickly said whatever came to mind, spilling everything like beans.

While Lev was speaking, Killua, who was not far away, had already quietly crept up behind Dia.

Dia seemed completely oblivious to Killua's subtle movements, and instead listened quietly to Lev's story.

After a long while, once she was sure the other person had said everything, Dia stood up thoughtfully, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Chapter 174 Deduction × Killua Becomes an Apprentice

'I survived!'

When Lev saw Dia leave without a word, a look of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

Clearly, his cooperation saved his life!

Lev swore to himself that he would never come back...

Swish!

A whooshing sound rang out.

Lev felt a sudden dizziness, as if he were being lifted high into the air.

As he spun around, he seemed to see a familiar figure from behind—

'That's...my body?'

Lev murmured a few words to himself before losing consciousness.

thump……

A human head fell cleanly to the ground, bounced a few times, and rolled under the bed.

Killua casually flicked his hand, smearing the blood on it onto the ground.

This 11-year-old boy, as casually as if he had drunk a glass of water, cut off Lev's head.

'In that case, the mission is complete...'

Logically speaking, Killua should take advantage of this hard-won break to go shopping and rest.

but……

Killua hesitated for a moment, but still chose to rush out of the room and catch up with Dia, who had already entered the elevator.

"Uncle, what was that ability you were using just now?"

Standing in the elevator, Killua resisted the urge to turn and run away. He waited until the elevator doors were completely closed before asking.

At this moment, in his eyes, Dia was no longer some ordinary passerby who was overly friendly.

Rather, they are an absolutely invincible powerhouse!

Looking back now, I realize that every time he touched me, I couldn't even dodge him. In fact, I only belatedly realized it after he had touched me...

Recalling those chilling moments, Killua felt a chill run down his spine.

If this person in front of him wanted to kill him, he would probably be dead more than once already...

Dia glanced at Killua, who was trying to appear calm, and thought to herself:

'Knowing full well that you can't match me, you still insist on being in the same enclosed space as me...'

What an audacious brat!

Was it because he could tell I didn't want to kill him, or because my thirst for power had overcome all my fear?

"I told you not to call me uncle, I'm not that young. Either call me grandpa, or call me Dia."

"Dia said calmly, and at the same time, driven by instinct from her previous life, she reached out and ruffled Killua's white fur."

You know what, it feels pretty good, just like petting a cat.

'...'

Killua suppressed the urge to slap the hand away, after all, he needed someone's help.

After hearing Dia's words, he thought for a moment and cautiously replied:

"Does this count as exchanging names? My name is Killua, Killua Zoldyck!"

"How did you do that just now? That kind of control over other people?"

After giving his name, Killua, who had been tense, suddenly felt a sense of relief for some reason.

It was as if some kind of invisible pressure that had been there had disappeared.

ding dong~

The elevator doors opened.

Dia led Killua out of the elevator and replied:

"This is a natural ability of mine; I can control other people's muscles. But if I don't use it properly, I can hurt myself. So no one but me can learn it."

"Hey~ Is it really true that nobody can learn this?"

Killua, feigning childishness in an extremely obvious way, said stubbornly:

"Maybe someone can learn it, like some 11-year-old boy who looks really smart."

"Hey, do people like that really exist? I've never seen one before."

Diya and her companion walked past the hotel reception desk, chatting idly as they passed each other.

A golden phantom suddenly appeared from Dia's body, flashed by, and then Dia was covered in banknotes.

He took back the money he had previously given to the receptionist.

The dead man on the sixth floor clearly knew in advance that someone was coming to find him, which is why he was able to wait behind the door to fire the gun so early.

Of everyone, only this receptionist can do this.

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The winter sun hangs high.

It was midday, and in a beverage shop, Killua, holding a hot drink, was still tirelessly asking Dia about the details of the ability he had just experienced.

Dia fabricated the story with a straight face, but in her mind she was pondering the information Lev had mentioned:

'While there wasn't much useful information in what he said, one thing was valuable: his description of the person who gave him the card.'

According to Lev's description, the only person Dia could think of was Keido's father, a one-star hunter named Sherlock Yorkshire!

'Of course, it could also be someone else in disguise, with the aim of luring people interested in Sherlock.'

Then the problem is coming.

A person who had mysteriously disappeared for three years suddenly reappeared and did something that would obviously expose his existence.

Why is that?

First of all, he deliberately exposed himself.

Dia thought to herself, there was only one possibility that the other party, as a professional hunter, had suddenly exposed his whereabouts.

So, reasoning further from this result, why would one want to expose their whereabouts?

After three years of silence, he suddenly reappeared a few days ago. What happened that day?

There are too many mysteries and too many possibilities, and the clues are almost nonexistent.

Based solely on this information, it's difficult to say how much of the reasoning is true.

Based on two known clues—the other party deliberately revealing their whereabouts and the strange timing—Dia reached a conclusion:

Firstly, everything has a purpose. Whoever takes out the card, their purpose is to attract the attention of the only person who can know about the card's changes—Mrs. Yorkshire.

Secondly, since the other party is using such a subtle way to convey information, it means that he must have a reason why he cannot communicate normally.

Was it coercion from the enemy? Or was it a voluntary decision to continue hiding their whereabouts?

Dia took a sip of his drink, and the rich coffee flavor made him nod in satisfaction, while Killua continued to pester him while drinking his juice.

In short, since the other party is unwilling to reveal their whereabouts, there's no need to waste time searching the town anymore.

Given the current timeframe, it's hard to say whether the other party is even still on this continent.

Never underestimate a hunter's ability to act.

Thinking of this, Dia suddenly took out her phone, pressed buttons for a while, then casually put it back in her pocket. She stood up and suddenly said to Killua:

“I can’t teach you that ability, but I can teach you another one. If you want to learn it, just call me teacher.”

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Killua's heart was filled with joy, but he instantly fell silent the next second.