Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"..."

Upon entering and witnessing this scene, Pokson froze on the spot, unsure whether to go over or leave.

In the past, would I have bothered them?

Wouldn't it be strange to leave?

She unconsciously rubbed the bracelet on her right hand, her eyes somewhat dim.

As expected, the previous guess was correct. Did Diya really have designs on the twelfth prince?

What were Dia's own thoughts?

It's hard to say, otherwise why would he go to such great lengths to help the twelfth prince?

At this moment, Dia noticed Poxon standing frozen in the doorway, quickly reaching out to beckon her over, while subtly withdrawing her arm:

"Come here. The prince's private army has voluntarily withdrawn. Now, according to the procedure, you are the final winner."

Pokson slowly walked over and said to Mumu Ze:

"Your Highness, I am Pokson..."

Pokson rattled off a long self-introduction, and Mumu Ze looked at her thoughtfully for a while before finally saying:

"I remember now, wasn't Miss Pokson my bodyguard the last time I went to Yorknew City?"

"Yes."

"That's good. I remember you're Fourth Brother's private soldier, right? First of all, regardless of your status on his side, I need to explain the rules here..."

Seeing that Mu Muze was about to launch into a long monologue, Diya quickly stopped her:

"Alright, stop with the show of force. Poker is one of us, I trust him."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Poxon:

"Go back and report to Celidonich first. He will definitely ask you to place more of his people around Mumuze. Then you can try to bring in those trustworthy friends."

Pokson nodded decisively and fled from the place that made her feel so uncomfortable.

"One of our own?"

Mumu Ze bent down and peered over, watching Pokson's departing figure, and asked in confusion.

"Yes, she and I took the same Hunter Exam not long ago, and I helped her out, so now she's someone I can trust."

As she spoke, Diya pulled Mumu Ze along and left the factory.

We've made a lot of progress today, but the most dangerous time will come during the turmoil to come.

They can currently alleviate some of the pressure on Mumuze by relying on Pokson's double-dealing, but people like the eldest prince will definitely not let it go.

'With the ritual of the succession war holding them back, these high-ranking princes won't directly attack Mumu Ze, but they have no qualms about targeting me and Pokson...'

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It was sunny on March 2.

The news that the twelfth prince of Kakin had recruited his desired private army captain did not cause much of a stir in New Delhi.

Apart from a large group of howling and wailing 12th-term King's Army cadets, only a few princes paid attention.

The eldest prince, Benjamin, sent a congratulatory telegram.

He congratulated Mumu Ze in a very formal tone, and warned her in a very unofficial tone that siding with the fourth prince would be the worst decision of her life.

Second Prince Camilla sent a sarcastic message.

She also stated, "Those who don't obey Kami are in trouble; you're all doomed," while revealing that the unofficial soldier who messed up had been dismissed.

Prince Jolai sent an apology.

He felt deeply ashamed of his rude behavior in having illegally formed a private army. He also said that he had dismissed the soldier and invited Dia and Mumu Ze to his palace for lunch, but Dia refused.

The fourth prince, Celidonich, sent five privately appointed soldiers.

"He seemed very happy, perhaps because he had just spoken to the eldest prince on the phone, and so he readily approved my application."

Pokson lay on the bed tidying up, saying without turning his head:

"It seems that the second prince also called him and was ridiculed by him."

"So he kept saying that girls who refer to themselves by their own names and men who refer to themselves as 'this great man' are essentially the same."

"Equally stupid."

Not far behind her, Diya sat in a recliner watching her make the bed, her little bottom swaying back and forth, refusing to turn around.

"So you're living in Mumu Ze's palace now? What about that rented room?"

“How can you protect your beloved prince if you don’t move in? Let’s keep that house for now, and Dad can stay there when he comes to visit.”

Pokson didn't turn his head back, and said in a faint, sarcastic tone.

"Oh, could it be... Pock, you're angry?"

Diya suddenly realized.

"……right!"

Pokson couldn't take it anymore and turned to glare at him angrily:

"Explain yourself first, where did you stay last night?"

She waited for him in the rented room all night, but Diya didn't come back all night!

The next time I saw this guy was when I was informed that I had moved into the twelfth prince's palace.

Where can he stay during this time?

"Of course it's here. Mumu Ze can testify to that."

Dia answered, lying there completely unconcerned.

"That's the problem, you idiot."

Pokson jumped out of bed, pointing angrily at him:

"Don't you know that in Kakin, having an affair with a female member of the royal family is one of the crimes of disrespect? Although the crime of disrespect has been abolished, you will still be criticized by all sorts of people if this gets out."

"Did you hear that, you fickle bastard?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I, Diya, have always been pure and innocent, and Mumu Ze is even more upright and incorruptible. There is no such complicated relationship between us."

Dia grabbed the finger pointing at him with displeasure and said:

"Besides, calling me promiscuous is going too far. That's not even a word to describe a man, is it?"

"I don't care about you..."

Pokson muttered to herself, but her anger subsided a little upon hearing this. Suddenly, she paused and looked towards the door.

dong dong!

A soft knock came at the door.

Poxon withdrew his hand, stepped forward, and opened the door, where a maid stood.

The moment the door opened, the maid bowed at a ninety-degree angle, staring at the ground without daring to lift her head, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't. She then respectfully said:

"Miss Poxen, a few soldiers who claim to be your friends just arrived at the gate. Since you gave prior notice, the guards have arranged for them to stay at the security office's guesthouse. Would you like to go and see them?"

Upon hearing this, Pokson knew that it was Momo and her friends who had arrived.

'After showing them what Celidonig is doing now, I guess they'll stop having unrealistic fantasies about him...'

Poxon said to the maid:

"I'll be right there, please ask them to wait a moment."

"Yes."

The maid bowed and retreated without looking up.

Inside the prince's palace, Pokson, as the captain of the private army, held a position second only to Prince Mumu Ze, and she dared not be careless in her treatment.

Class is something deeply ingrained in the bones of the Kakin people.

Turning back into the room, Poxon said to Dia:

"What about teaching them Nen abilities, as we discussed before? What are your thoughts on that?"

“Okay, let’s check their qualifications first. I’ll help them force them to activate their mental abilities.”

So the two of them headed toward the reception area.

Pushing open the door to the reception area, the scene that greeted them took them by surprise.

The five Poxon soldiers were sitting upright on a sofa, while Mumu Ze was talking incessantly about the rules.

"Mumu Ze? Weren't you taking a nap? What are you doing here?"

Diya took the lead and walked into the house, asking curiously.

"...Dia and Poker, you're here. I felt a little uncomfortable while I was sleeping, so I didn't continue sleeping. Just then, the maid said that guests had arrived, so I came to check on them."

Mumu Ze smiled and pointed to the spot next to him, indicating that they could sit down:

"Then when I got there, I asked around and found out that they were recruited by Poker to serve as my private soldiers, so I took the opportunity to tell them about the situation here."

Since Dia had always called Pokson "Pok", Mumu Ze followed suit and started calling him that too.

Among the group of people sitting upright opposite him, the three who didn't recognize Dia cast curious glances at him.

Who is this person? He seems to have a good relationship with the prince, but isn't Pokson the captain of the twelfth prince's private army?

Upon seeing this, Jasmine immediately greeted them:

"Hello Mr. Dia, as per your and Pok's wishes, I will be serving as the Twelfth Prince's private soldier from now on. Please take good care of me."

She was conveying several pieces of information to a few friends who were unaware of the situation. First, Diya held a high position here and had a good relationship with Mumu Ze.

Meanwhile, Poxon and Dia are the main reasons they were able to come here to serve as private soldiers, and they deserve our utmost respect.

Then she pointed to three friends who hadn't been introduced yet and said:

“We’ve already introduced ourselves to the prince. Now let me introduce you. The man with long black hair over there is Ciel, the one with spiky hair is Acrylic, and the girl with curly hair is Sheryl.”