Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

Where is he?

Swish!

A gust of wind blew by, and the bearded old man appeared in front of Fica as if by magic, his oppressive eyes staring straight at him.

Under the intense gaze of the bearded old man, Fika couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance or lying.

But he couldn't say.

The location of the clan leader cannot be revealed... because besides the clan leader, there are many red-haired clan members there...

He had his brothers and sisters, his relatives and friends, and those who shared his red-haired heritage.

Fica closed her eyes, her lips trembled slightly, and a crack appeared on her lips.

That wasn't a smile... it was an expression that said, "I'm ready."

Boom!

With a muffled thud and the whooshing sound of wind rushing past, a powerful yet gentle flick of the finger struck his forehead.

"it hurts!"

Fica cried out in pain.

The bearded old man withdrew his finger, looked at Fika covering his forehead and grimacing, and suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a hint of amusing memories.

"I used to play it the same way back then, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye..."

The old man with the bushy beard raised his head, looked up at the sky, and a hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes:

"Young man, remember this: if you ever see him again, please pass on a message for me..."

"I told you, when I find him, I'll definitely... break his legs! He actually kidnapped Ah Ling!"

"That's my only... sister."

Ah... sister?

Ah Ling?

He couldn't be talking about Grandma Ling, could he...?

Fica recalled a gentle figure from his memory; it was the wife of Chief Aura, an elderly woman who had taken great care of him.

"You..." Fica's voice was hesitant, somewhat tentative:

"...You're Grandma Ling's..."

"elder brother."

The bearded old man took over the conversation, his voice flat, as if he were stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.

"My own brother..."

Turning around, the bearded old man looked towards the sea.

The sea breeze swept in from the air, lifting the hem of his robe and the silver trim on his cuffs.

"She's six years younger than me. She's always been a crybaby, a troublemaker, and always followed me around like a little tail."

"Wherever I go, she follows. When I practice my sword skills, she sits beside me and watches."

"When I got into a fight, she would stand by and cry, begging me to stop."

"I was injured, and she bandaged me up right next to me, crying as she did so. The tears fell on the wound, and it hurt more than if she were cutting me with a knife."

The old man with the bushy beard had a deep voice, so deep that it sounded like he was talking to the sea, or to the boundless sky.

"Later... she grew up, stopped crying, stopped making a fuss, and stopped following me around."

"I thought she had matured... but it turns out..."

"She ran off with someone else!"

Crack!

The old man with the bushy beard clenched his right knuckles so tightly that they made a popping sound.

"And the person who took her away was none other than... my former best brother, whom I once considered..."

"That is, your clan chief... Ora Berg!"

"When he first came to the Seven Seas Alliance, he was only in his early twenties, as thin as a bamboo pole, and his hair was as red as a flamingo's nest."

"He stood in front of me then, vowing to join the Seven Seas Alliance, to go to the Dark Continent, and to prove that the Red-Haired Clan were not just cowards who could only weave cloth."

At this point, the bearded old man paused, a sharp grinding sound coming from his teeth:

"In the end... he did nothing. He didn't go to the Dark Continent, nor did he join the Seven Seas Alliance. He only did one thing..."

"They kidnapped my sister... Ah Ling..."

"so....."

The bearded old man turned to look at Fika again, his sharp eyes once more burning with rage.

"Go back and tell him!!!"

"Soon! I will definitely go find him!!! And I will definitely break his legs!"

"Do you understand?!?"

Under the gaze of the bearded old man, Fika could not entertain any other thoughts and could only nod repeatedly to indicate that he understood.

Seeing that Fika was so sensible, the bearded old man did not make things difficult for him anymore, but instead turned his attention back to Roy beside him.

"And then, it's you..."

"I?"

Roy met the gaze of the bearded old man and asked in surprise:

"What's wrong with me?"

Are you interested in joining the Seven Seas Alliance?

"Join the Seven Seas Alliance? Why?"

Roy asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Why? Didn't your father tell you? He was once a member of the Seven Seas Alliance. It was an agreement between your grandfather, Maha Zoldyck, and the Seven Seas Alliance that every successor of the Zoldyck family must train in the Seven Seas Alliance. This was for the sake of lasting friendship between the two sides..."

"Then I think you've misunderstood..."

Roy interrupted the bearded old man at the right moment.

"I am not the next heir to the family business..."

"No? I remember there's an unwritten rule in the Zoldyck family that every head of the family must have white hair."

"And aren't you the one with white hair?"

The bearded old man looked over with some confusion.

Meeting the old man's suspicious gaze, Roy gave a simple explanation.

"Because the current family patriarch has two sons with white hair, the family heir has not yet been decided."

"And I will absolutely not inherit the Zoldyck legacy... My goal isn't to be an assassin, but to become..."

"hunter......"

Roy quietly and calmly uttered the last two words.

"hunter?"

"Has the Zoldyck family, this freakish family, finally produced a freak among freaks?"

The bearded old man was amused by Roy's words. He really didn't expect that Maha's great-grandson would not want to inherit the Zoldyck family but instead wanted to be a hunter.

If Netero knew about this, he'd probably laugh for half a century.

The image of his old friend's expression upon learning of this flashed through his mind, and the bearded old man couldn't help but chuckle.

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't want to come now. Just take this, and when you figure things out someday, find any port where you can sail out to sea, crush it, and someone will come to pick you up... This has nothing to do with whether you're a Zoldyck or not, it's just my personal admiration for you."

The bearded old man laughed for a while, then took out a round jade plate from his pocket. It was made of the same material as the one Roy had in his hand before, only the shape was different.

"What is this?"

Taking the round jade plate, Roy asked with some curiosity.

"This is a special item infused with my Nen abilities. If I crush it, I can sense where you are..."

Next, the bearded old man gave a detailed introduction to the function of the round jade plate and some information about the Seven Seas Alliance.

After exchanging words for a while, the old man slowly disappeared before the astonished eyes of Fica, Serapika, and Roy.

...........

Three days later... Eastern Republic of Batocia, Tramia City, Sky Arena, Arena A-6.

A young man with short, white hair stood in the center of the arena, facing a burly man who was more than twice his size.

Between the two, the referee, wearing a megaphone, raised his right hand high...

It's about to fall!