The Absolute Arbiter
"Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you!"
Ian said this with an undeniable firmness in his voice.
This world may witness many regrets and tragedies.
However... he would never allow those things to happen to the people around him; this was his greatest source of confidence, given his Doraemon powers!
Even though the blue and white cat wasn't with him, he couldn't let it down!
Inside the lobby.
Ian sat in the center of the room, his expression serious and his eyes resolute.
Uvogin and the others surrounded him.
Uvogin stared at Milluki with a wicked grin, while Milluki puffed out his chest, sporting a silver-haired appearance resembling Killua, exuding an air of pride that "I have an older brother, so I'm right."
Nobunaga covered his head with a helpless expression, Feitan chuckled coldly, and Chrollo looked at Ian with a calm expression.
As Illumi watched this scene, he felt a deep, indescribable emotion for Milluki; perhaps this was what happiness was.
Milluki... he certainly doesn't only have one older brother.
He also looked at Ian, nodded to him, and expressed his thoughts.
"If possible, please include me. I also want to see a wider world."
Compared to Milluki, who was still too young, he understood better what such a decision meant.
V5, huh...
In Illumi's view, the Zoldyck Family was already an insurmountable behemoth.
V5, on the other hand, reigns supreme over all countries in the world, an unshakeable position.
Machi, Pakunoda, and the others observed the group with gentle eyes.
Like Uvogin, they naturally supported Ian's ideas and were not afraid of anything.
Inside the room.
Machi is probably the person who understands Ian's thoughts the most.
Because... she, along with Uvogin and Nobunaga, were the first three people to come into contact with Ian.
She knew that Ian did not belong to Meteor City.
Ian didn't specify where it came from, only saying that it came from a faraway place.
However... the "kindness" that Ian displayed was like a warm light, attracting and healing them.
Upon seeing the tragic scenes unfolding in the Peji City on television.
In reality, Uvogin and the others, including Machi, didn't have many particular feelings.
They're just dead people, at least they've witnessed such things since they were young, and they deeply understand that simply wanting to survive in this world is an extremely difficult thing.
Misfortune can happen at any time. When faced with an unknown or cruel fate, the weak may simply resign themselves to their fate and wait to die, with perhaps only prayer as their only recourse.
Otherwise, why would so many people in Meteor City worship all sorts of strange Gods whose existence is unknown?
However... even so.
Machi looked at Ian first, and she noticed... the furrowed brows on Ian's face when he saw those scenes.
I understand... the other person is feeling down.
Therefore, she was secretly happy to see Ian regain his composure.
And Ian, after confirming his own idea...
Ian set off.
"Smack!"
The pink [Anywhere Door] was brought into the living room and placed in front.
"Are you ready? The Dawn Organization's first operation!"
Ian grinned, glancing at Uvogin, Illumi, and the others present, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Everyone looked at Ian with expressions of trust and smiled.
"Everything's been prepared, just waiting for you to speak, Ian!"
"If we don't get some exercise, our bodies will practically rust!"
"Let's show these guys what we're made of, Ian!"
Everyone started talking, one after another.
Meanwhile, Aimina, Eluna, and the others observed Ian's every move as bystanders.
They... knew even better Ian.
One day, this boy will no longer be able to endure it...
The other party possesses the qualities of a king and has powerful miraculous abilities; he is unwilling to let the world develop in a direction he dislikes.
At least... before hitting a wall, the other party will inevitably take that step, that step of taking control of everything.
Just like Sashado, who was once known as the "King of the Sleepless Night"... like their father...
And Ian at this moment.
He stopped dwelling on his inner hesitation; if he wanted to save those people, then he would save them.
He doesn't expect gratitude from anyone, nor does he intend to be anyone's Savior...
He simply... intended to step onto that battlefield as an absolute arbiter, and steer the outcome in the direction he desired!
Anyone who dares to disobey will be dealt with!
Even if it means being exposed to V5 or being targeted by them, it doesn't matter.
With the tools he now possesses, he no longer needs to be overly wary of V5.
His vulnerable developmental period is over; now, in this world, he is no longer someone who can be easily manipulated by any single power!
Before reaching out to open the door, Ian paused, as if he had thought of something, and a smile appeared on his lips.
He took out his phone and dialed Netero's number.
"Ding ding ding..."
A short while later, Netero answered the phone. He was quite surprised, as he was far away at the Begerose United Nations, never expecting Ian to contact him at this time.
"Ian, what happened?" Netero asked seriously.
The elderly man with gray hair and great power standing next to him glanced at Netero casually and thought to himself.
It's rare to see Netero take a phone call this seriously...
Since he met this "monster" among humans decades ago, many things have happened, but one thing has remained unchanged.
The old man beside him had always stood at the pinnacle of human strength.
Whether it was his Nen Ability bodyguards or the special Nen user units he had secretly assembled, the feedback they all gave him was...
Even if we all attacked together, I still wouldn't be confident we could defeat them!
What an extraordinary person...
He was just the president of a small, unofficial organization, yet he achieved such a high level of success.
The old man shook his head, secretly marveling at the diversity of humankind...
However, at that moment...
He noticed that Netero's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked surprised.
"What?"
"You... you're planning to go to the battlefield!?"
The old man was also somewhat taken aback by what Netero said; in all the years they had known each other, he had never seen such a rich array of expressions on Netero's face.
On the other end of the phone, Ian heard Netero's words and smiled calmly.
"Yes..."
"I originally didn't intend to get involved in Sashado's affairs, but I couldn't help it. V5 put on quite a show, showing me a truly brutal side of war..."
"Those people, just died like that... that's really a bit too much..."
Upon hearing Ian's words, Netero fell silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and his expression became somewhat complicated.
He never expected this.
That's why Ian's thoughts changed.
An old man with immense experience and strength like him has witnessed countless deaths.
Many things.
I held the same thoughts when I was young, unwilling to see it, but now, knowing that it's impossible to stop the world from degenerating to this point, I've long since become numb.
And then he heard Ian's words.
In a hazy state.
Netero felt as if he saw his younger self winking at him and giving him a smile.
"Yes... that went too far..." Netero chuckled silently, his voice hoarse.
Yes...
If it were Ian, you should be able to stop the world from getting worse...
"Well, there's nothing wrong with making the call. I just wanted to tell Netero that if you know any high-ranking members of V5, please pass on my message to them."
"If, by the time I arrive, even if it's a V5 unit, they don't change their tactics, I... I'll get angry. And then, things might get ugly..."
Netero.
"I understand your thoughts, Ian. Don't worry, I will convey them. Of course... if things don't go as you expected, just follow your plan first..."
He paused for a moment, then added a sentence.
"In this regard, I... support you!"
"That will be very troublesome, Netero."
"Smack!"
The phone call ended, and for a moment, the arena fell silent.
The old man looked at Netero with a face full of curiosity, but hesitated to speak.