Chapter 282

The old man with a sore mouth smiled happily,

"Apologies, for making me wait until this hour.

Uranus, the fortune teller she spoke of.

I will be serving as the Leader of the Nostrade family."

Hmm. Still, she is a pretty girl. What happened to the fortune teller and the boss?

"I am very sorry for not revealing my name.

Uranus = Cherry. I am a Professional Hunter. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, Uranus.

She is very cute."

... Eh? Why do you have the same feeling as me?

"No, you are the cutest."

"Hehe. Thank you."

"Ah, hmm.

If you don't mind, could you please tell me your name as well?"

I will call myself an escort for the time being. You might not like it, but having the chance to introduce myself in front of the Juro-gashira is probably a reward for a Mafia person. Maybe.

"... Then please forgive me.

I am the Escort Captain Dalzollene. We are all her Bodyguards."

"I am Senritsu, a Professional Hunter.

See you later."

"Professional Hunter, I am Wese."

"... Basho. I am also a Professional Hunter."

Hmm. Except for Neon-san, everyone is wearing a "Wrap". Of course, that is how it is. The lurking aura is—

Dalzollene, 1800.

Senritsu, 5700.

Wese, 2400.

Basho, 8600.

Leader, keep it up. The escort team is not the only pro-Hunter. Hmm, there is no problem judging by the lurking aura alone... By the way, Neon is probably around 250. Cute again.

"There are quite a few Professional Hunters.

I beg you.

I just want to ask about the results of the fortune telling—"

"Ah! Sorry!"

Neon suddenly raised her voice to interrupt me.

"Sorry...

I have never seen the results of my fortune telling."

"Yes?"

"It is called Automatic Writing, but the handwriting is written by myself. So I don't know what I wrote.

Also, I feel that if I don't get involved as much as possible, I will be more successful..."

... Hmm. Future sight is a completely special category. Is there a high possibility that it is restricted without consciousness?

"Do you understand.

Then, is there anyone among the guards who is familiar with her fortune telling?"

"... I know the details."

"Alright...

Dalzollene, can you stay here?

I am sorry about the rest, but I want you to leave this room."

Dalzollene hesitated. However, he looked at the Juro-gashira behind me and bowed.

"I understand.

Sorry, Miss."

"Ah, yes.

Do your best, Mr. Dalzollene."

The members of the escort group couldn't help but smile bitterly. I could only see the back of their heads, but what kind of face did Dalzollene have?

Then, leaving the Leader behind, everyone left the original room.

"So, Mr. Dalzollene.

I want to confirm first, but can I have her tell me more about her ability?"

Dalzollene gave me a complicated expression. Probably. This is the lifeblood of the Nostrade family. However, since this is a situation that cannot be taken lightly, I cannot give in.

"Did you hear that?

I know you want to keep it a secret, but if things continue like this, there is a high possibility that the Mafia community will disintegrate in mid-air.

I know the risks of telling you the details of the Nen Ability, but...

On the other hand, if you achieve such great results, this is also a good opportunity to sell your name. It seems the Juro-gashira only has two clients right now, but if we show our strength here, maybe there will be more."

"This guy, doing something so selfish..."

I glared at the Juro-gashira standing in front of me,

"Is this the time to be saying such things?"

"Make full use of existing resources. If I complicate matters here, who would be happy?"

The other Ten-rou's head cast a cold glance at the person blocking the way. Truly distracting. That's right, it was Soki speaking selfish words. Do you know why I say that?

Regardless, my words are 'spirit's investigation'. Shut up, damn it.

"Hmm, the one who decides is Dalzollene."

"If you want to talk to someone, talk immediately and make a decision."

"I don't want to spend too much time."

"……Then, please wait a minute."

Putting a little distance between them, Dalzollene immediately operated the Mobile Phone. I knew it. Is the real boss separate?

"……Boss. This is an urgent matter, please make a decision immediately. Directly, step-by-step, as requested, explain the fortune-telling of this lady in detail. Can you explain? …………Yes, that is correct. ……Yes. …………We are waiting for you, so please hurry. …………I acknowledge it. See you later. Excuse me."

Hanging up the phone, Dalzollene let out a "sigh" and returned here.

"Mr. Light Nostrade has allowed me to make the decision on his behalf."

"I'm sorry, I just want to propose one condition."

"Hmm. What?"

"……I know this is a difficult proposal, but please lower the guards patrolling the area around this room. I want to avoid the risk of information leakage as much as possible."

"This is a natural request, but I hope the fortune-telling details I am about to explain will never be leaked to others."

"If you accept this condition, I swear, I will not speak any lies here."

Of course this is a natural request, but... it's a big deal, a very important matter, I hope things go smoothly. However, I can only think by relying on fortune-telling...

He turned to face Ten-rou standing behind him,

"How to handle his proposal is up to you to decide."

"Evaluate me."

"……I will ask you again, what is your opinion?"

"Well..."

"There is no option not to accept the condition."

"If I may add one thing, while the escort personnel are away, I have the responsibility to protect you."

"If you are worried that I am an Assassin in disguise, then there is no persuasive language."

The Elder with the wound turned around, rubbing the wound with his thumb,

"……It seems so."

"Do not end with the same story. You either believe in fortune-telling, or you do not."

"Dragging it out further will not help, raise your hands to decide."

"Those who do not mind leaving the guards, please raise your hands."

6 people? That's fine.

"Those who oppose letting them go, please raise your hands."

……1 person. Are the other three still undecided? Perhaps they do not want to take responsibility.

"Why are you opposed?"

"It goes without saying..."

I mean, you cannot trust me. As far as I am concerned, I do not care about fortune-telling.

"Not a single one. Why?"

"I cannot make a life-threatening decision immediately."

"I do not agree to raise hands to make a decision."

"……Still thinking."

Very leisurely. I understand.

The uncle who exhaled looked at the Elders around him, and glanced at Dazorne.

"The worst case is 6 to 4, so I don't mind adopting it by force."

"Dazorne. Let us also ask about your proposal."

"Since the guards are lowered, if this child, let alone you, is an Assassin. Or, if an Assassin comes in from elsewhere, what happens to us."

"Not only yourself, the entire Nostrade family will bear the responsibility."

"But is it okay?"

Ha, I'm annoyed again. But is this really where the responsibility lies?

You have a choice. Is the probability of information leakage high, or is the probability of the family being destroyed low? Moreover, the reward when successfully returning the Treasure is not small.

Dalzollene's face, which had already been deeply carved, was truly wrinkled.

……Fine, let me help you a little. Originally, it was my fault.

"Miss Dalzollene."

"Are you hesitating whether to trust me?"

"……Oh, so that's how it is."

"The Sword at your waist, can you lend it to me?"

"……"

"Please summon your courage."

"There are still guards around."

"……What a brat."

Darzorne endured the poisoning while pointing the hilt of the Sword she had drawn from its scabbard at me.

"Thanks. I'll keep it."

I carefully examined the Sword.

A slightly curved Sword with a blade length of less than one meter.... The sharpness of the blade is not very good. The tip has been sharpened.

What needs attention is the Kamiji carved into the belly of the Sword. It is the type that automatically makes the owner perform a powerful "En".

Ha... you sound like an amateur. I don't have to say anything bad.

"What a nightmare."

"What!"

"You are an Enhancer, right?

I will strengthen this Sword and fight."

After saying this, she looked at me with angry eyes, but there was a trace of unease in her heart.

Pointing at the belly of the Sword,

"This part of the blade... the core is about to break.

You have been using it, haven't you? This part will be clear soon, won't it?"

"No—"

"The blade is not properly sharpened. The tip of the blade has been ground down.

In other words, your main attack is not slashing, but thrusting, right?"

"... So what about it!"

"Tsk tsk...

Using all your strength to reinforce the blade and repeatedly thrusting it, the core of the Sword is about to break.

What is this Sword? It is engraved with Divine, with the purpose of killing. Darzorne, you are using it wrong.

Do you have any ideas?"

I could feel the Life Force around my heart beating violently.

"Over there?"

"............

... At first, it was a Sword that cut very well. When I first got it.

However, it became harder and harder to cut every year... now there is almost no sharpness. Even sharpening the blade."

"The reason is simple.

The effect of the Divine is fading. Divine characters cannot maintain their effects indefinitely.

I just want to make it last."

"... How do you know?"

"Because I am a Rune Hunter.

I'm going to give it one star."

"What the hell—are you a single Hunter!?"

Darzorne couldn't help but shift her attention to the Elder.

Among the Elders behind them, there was no sign of wavering. In other words, I knew I was a single Hunter. I had to do some research beforehand.

Didn't my fellow Professional Hunter tell me... maybe someone knows. I don't trust you.

"How old are you this year...?"

"Are you old? I am 16 years old."

Darzorne, you are too sad. How old are you this year...

"This is not a piece, so don't be so afraid.

Should I make this Sword cut like it used to?"

"──Can you do it!?"

"Excellently.

It didn't work well when the effect was still there, but now it's almost gone.

I will draw a Divine character as an appendix.... This is correct. For now, is five years enough?"

After hearing my Suggestion, Darzorne regained her composure.

"... Why would you do this?

Is it for credit?"

"That's how it is.

At a glance, the effect of the Divine Rune was about to expire, so I checked it and found that its state was even worse than I imagined.

For the guy serving as the escort leader, isn't it a small matter to have something that suddenly breaks at an unknown time?

I also noticed that if I pretend not to see it now, and later hear that something happened to you or Neon, I will have a hard time waking up.... I feel sorry for you.

So, as a personal request, please let me solve this problem."

"..."

Are you really okay?"

"Why can't it be cut too much now?

It doesn't matter if it's broken. If it goes well, it's profitable."

"..."

Don't wait for a reply, start yourself. Place your fingertips on the carving of the Kamiji and carve a new Kamiji inside the blade.

"By the way, I usually get 15 million."

"Wha..."

"You know, it's not that expensive, is it?

If I let someone else do it, even if the effect isn't as good as mine, they wouldn't charge 30 million to do it."

Because it is a weapon. It is a much more important guy than an average Divine character. While doing this, I finished the stamping.

"It's finished.

At the same time, I reinforced the core part that was about to break. As long as you don't use a large amount of thrust, I don't think it will break.

Also, to avoid any misunderstanding, under normal circumstances, even if you ask an expert to do it, they wouldn't do it immediately.

If the effect is the same as what I just did, even a fast guy would take over an hour."

Hmm, hand the handle to Darzorne. Hesitating to accept.

"Bring it to me immediately.

Of course, I haven't sharpened my Sword yet, and I can't even if I wanted to.

If you want to check the effect of the divine artifact now, try piercing it with the tip while sealing your aura."

"..."

Dalzollene receives it. When you perform "Kneading", the aura moves to the blade.

"Oh..."

Dalzollene raised his voice in response. That is because it is a shiny new Divine character. Automatic "Hatsu" is the most effective.

"..."

If I damage the Furniture in this room, is that okay?"

"Suit yourself."

The old man with the sour mouth, who had been watching silently until now, finally agreed.

Dalzollene bows and points the Sword at a slightly smaller table.

"Then excuse me... ────Ha!!"

A blinding flash. The table, which seemed to be made of Hard ore, split in two without any resistance. The wreckage of the table had a smooth cross-section.

"...,...!"

Darzorne shuddered. Ah, I wonder if this is it. Maybe I am stronger than before.

I was just considering that possibility. Dalzollene, I bought a weakened second-hand item. So its weakening must have been faster than I imagined.

... First of all. That is for Beginners. Just in case.

Engraved on it is a Divine character that helps those who cannot circulate it on their own. Needless to say, if you do the "circulation" yourself, the aura on your body will decrease, and it will also interfere with "Ken". If you want to pierce with the tip of the Sword instead of vaguely "circling" the blade, you should "Ken" the tip. Just at the moment you hit it.

By the way, the tip "Ken" is ng. If the blade is not reinforced, it might break due to the recoil.

As long as I rely on this kind of beginner weapon, I have no hope of growing into a Nen-user.

It's just, well. I won't be that friendly to teach people in the underworld who are not Professional Hunters. It is natural that my fellow Professional Hunters wouldn't tell me.

"Mr. Dalzollene.

Come on, whether you believe me or not, reach a conclusion."

"Oh, yes.

... Thank you very much."

"Well, you're welcome.

... No, no, no."

"Ahhh, I'm sorry!

Believe me!"

What kind of Throw is this... I don't mind.

Ignoring Dalzollene, who was bowing and lowering his head, I turned to face the Juro-gashira,

"This looks like a farce, but that's fine.

So, what is your conclusion?"

"Those who oppose, raise your hands."

No one twitched their hands at the question from the uncle with the sour mouth.