Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

'Last night, I was almost crying the whole way towards the end. Even Nen users don't have much tolerance for this, can't they even last a few hours...'

Although Mumu Ze had already shown remarkable endurance by lasting so long on his first time fighting a boss, he still couldn't compete with a pro player like him and was utterly defeated and routed.

Diya was planning to add online elements in the future.

For example, adding a teammate named Miss Poko to Mumu Ze would greatly reduce the pressure when fighting the BOSS. With her current beginner-level stamina, she's still far from being a match for a boss...

'However, judging from last night's events, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I could work all day. Just how much has my physique been strengthened?'

Diya stepped out of the room and silently clenched her fist, feeling her physical strength.

Whether it's Nen or Ripple.

He hasn't had any formal training in a long time.

the reason is simple--

'As long as you keep breathing, the ripples will continue to improve even if left unattended. The growth of the ripples passively strengthens your physique, increases your energy, and your temperament also rises accordingly...'

It's not just about stepping on your right foot with your left, but also about your breathing becoming stronger.

The Ripple Breathing technique is a perfect fit for Nen users; I need to find time to have Kita and the others learn it.

"Lord Dia, according to the schedule, His Highness the Crown Prince is to pay his respects to His Majesty at the Royal Palace at noon today, and in the afternoon he will meet with the diplomatic delegation of the Kingdom of Guganyu. They are the first group of envoys to apply for an audience with the new monarch."

As soon as she reached the first floor, a cold female voice reached Diya's ears.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Momo standing respectfully at the gate, but for some reason she was fully armed and had a submachine gun on her back.

What are you doing carrying a weapon?

"Dia asked in confusion."

Since Pokson left, all the affairs, big and small, and the nominal defense work within the Mumuze Palace have fallen on Momo's shoulders.

Her other companions were sent to take over the prince's legacy in the army and some vacant positions after the prince's death.

In the King's army, they were a prime example of someone who made the right bet and rose to prominence overnight.

By clinging to the crown prince's coattails, he rose from a common soldier to a powerful officer in one fell swoop, and his rank also increased accordingly.

Of course, such promotion without merit will naturally arouse criticism and disdain from others, and they will have to rely on their own abilities to convince those people.

However, this does not mean that Momo was at a disadvantage because she was left with Mumu Ze.

On the contrary, the one with the brightest future is the one who can stay by the Crown Prince's side forever.

Faced with Dia's question, Momo was silent for a moment before speaking with difficulty:

"As the Crown Prince's bodyguard, being ready to fight at any time is the most basic principle."

"You don't usually carry weapons, do you?"

Dia ruthlessly exposed her lie.

"..."

Jasmine had no other choice but to tell the truth:

“Last night I was on night duty outside the palace. When I passed by a certain window, I heard His Highness the Crown Prince’s… scream.”

What happened next was just like a normal person's reaction: Momo didn't hesitate to pick up her weapon, rush into the palace, and then she could hear clearly what the so-called "screams" were.

Then, fearing she might disturb Mumu Ze's enjoyment, Momo stood stiffly outside the palace gate all night until Diya appeared just now.

"I see..."

Dia scratched her face and promptly changed the subject:

"Mumu Ze shouldn't be able to get out of bed by noon, but he should recover a bit by the afternoon, so I'll take care of the meeting with the King at noon."

Is this... appropriate?

"Momo asked cautiously."

"You haven't become regent yet, can you administer the government on your behalf?"

"The others won't work, but Naspi is."

Dia gave a meaningful smile.

They became friends after a fight, and he and Nasby were old friends, so the other party certainly wouldn't care about such a small matter.

A few minutes later.

A discreet black sedan drove out of the palace and headed towards the Royal Palace from the direction of East Street.

On the way, Dia also inquired about the whereabouts of the other princes and princesses.

unexpected.

Jasmine actually knew:

“I have a few friends in the Special Affairs Section, and these are all ‘rumors’ from them, which may not be true.”

Dia nodded.

Official denial is equivalent to confirmation; rumors are often taken as gospel, he knows that.

"First is the eldest prince, Benjamin, who was found dead last night in his mother, the First Princess's, bedroom. The cause of death was poisoning, and his funeral should be held soon."

"Next are the tenth prince, Kadjo, and the eleventh prince, Fugates. They went skiing and are said to want to challenge Mount Olympus, the world's highest peak, but they probably won't be returning to Kakin anytime soon."

Dia nodded in agreement.

Nobody knows if Naspi might suddenly go crazy and try to eliminate any potential threats to Mumuze, even if Mumuze himself doesn't want to kill all his brothers and sisters.

At this time, it is the right choice to protect oneself. Once Mu Muze takes the throne, these two princes will no longer be a concern.

"Eighth Princess Oit and Fourteenth Prince Wabul returned to their hometown with only a few guards, saying they were preparing to live the lives of ordinary people."

Kang Jae, who was the bodyguard, should have already returned to the association, since he no longer has any work to do.

"After most of the princes died, many princesses collapsed. The first and second princesses committed suicide one after another. A few princesses who were unaffected prepared to leave New Delhi in anonymity. Their power was forcibly purged, and they had no chance of resisting."

Dia knew this too.

After the April Massacre, he and Mumu Ze faced three consecutive days of relentless assassination attempts, including those by mercenaries, assassins, death squad members, and gangsters.

A large portion of these people were sent by the families of the massacred nobles, while others were those forces that had lost their bets and were unwilling to accept defeat, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to kill Mumu Ze.

Of course, all these low-class things were directly crushed by Dia.

More than a hundred assassinations, and very few of them involved Nen users. It can only be said that any Nen user with a brain wouldn't do something so pointless as to throw their life away.

After some time.

Dia, accompanied by her retinue, entered the royal palace openly for the first time and met the current Naspi.

Just like before, the other party looked like they were on the verge of death, and had aged terribly.

"How come it's you... Where's Mumu Ze?"

Nasby looked at Dia slowly and asked.

"She was injured and bled a lot; she's resting now."

Dia explained succinctly, and then said:

"Is there anything else to do? I'll finish it for her."

It's not like it's really ancient times, why bother with a royal audience? It's a complete waste of time.

"...restless young people."

Nasby calmly commented and said:

"You were the one who broke into the royal palace that day, weren't you?"

"it's me."

Dia readily admitted it, while also being somewhat curious:

"That day I sneaked into the national treasury, but I also saw some unusual things, like... the remains of the previous king, what were those?"

He had a very bad feeling about that matter until the egg in the pot was broken, and the feeling that had been lingering in Dia's heart gradually dissipated.

As a Ripple Messenger with a certain ability to foresee the future, Dia never ignores her premonitions and intuition.

Therefore, there must be some unknown risk involved in that matter.

Nasby replied:

“They are my ancestors, the successive Kakin kings, and the ultimate bearers of the [Egg in the Pot] ritual.”

"The final step in the process of creating the egg in the pot requires gathering a massive spiritual field to influence the fate of a nation. This process is generally too difficult for ordinary people to bear, so the first king created the ritual of 'sharing the burden with blood relatives'."

"The winner of each succession battle is resurrected after death by the [Egg in the Pot] and forced to endure extreme pain in exchange for the current king's respite, which is why you see them still alive."

"Of course, now that the eggs in the pot have been destroyed, they've all vanished into thin air..."

At this point, Naspi sighed with heartache and waved for people to leave:

"Get out of here, you wasteful scoundrel!"

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Dia didn't waste any more words and turned to leave the royal palace.

at the same time.

On the other side of the world.

In the dense jungle, a man holding a musket put a cigarette in his mouth.

He pressed his thumb and forefinger together, brought them to the cigarette butt, and rubbed them together twice.

Sizzle sizzle.

A sound like sandpaper came from between his two fingers, and then, with a rubbing motion, the cigarette butt was lit out of thin air by the man with the musket!

"call……"

The man with the musket took a deep drag on his cigarette, then exhaled a smoke ring and made a sound of ecstasy.

"Staying here in this godforsaken place every day, having to be careful with even a cigarette, it's truly a living hell..."

The musketeer man cursed inwardly as he stood up.

The ant egg hatched a long time ago, and a giant ant emerged from it.