"Hey, I'm telling you—
He tried his best to calm down and lowered his voice. "You people—
Thud!
Before he could even begin, Uvogin's fist, bigger than a casserole, struck the back of his neck. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out on the spot.
Without Nen power protecting him, he had practically no defensive ability at all.
"Watch it. We finally caught a prisoner—don't kill him!"
"I know!!"
The two of them resumed their usual bickering.
"Take this man and this money back with you."
Ignoring their quarrel, Morin pointed at the three large burlap sacks on the ground.
"You take two sacks. I'll keep one as reserve funds."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and one sack stuffed full of Jenny was stored away in the Four-Dimensional Pocket.
After giving Uvogin and Nobunaga a few more reminders, he had them take the hook-nosed man back first.
"Then what are you going to do, Morin?"
Uvogin casually asked.
"I'm going to get identification documents for us."
Morin explained, "It'll make things more convenient when we travel around the world in the future."
"For example, you need identification to register for the Heavens Arena."
"Then go ahead. Be careful."
Holding the hook-nosed man in one hand, Uvogin grinned.
"We only came out once, yet we not only caught a suitable Nen user and got so much money, but we can even get identification documents."
"This trip has really been incredibly rewarding!!"
"Yeah!" Nobunaga nodded in wholehearted agreement.
He reached down and picked up the two sacks of money from the ground. "Basically, we've gotten everything the Troupe needs at this stage!!"
"Following Morin around really pays off!!"
"Hahaha, exactly!!"
Each of them grabbed a person in one hand and carried two sacks of money in the other as they laughed their way into the night.
Even from far away, their playful shouting and cursing could still faintly be heard.
"Those two..."
Morin shook his head with an amused smile, then looked at the accountant bodyguard still beneath his foot.
"You know what you need to do next, right?"
The accountant bodyguard nodded vigorously, his forehead knocking against the ground with repeated thumps.
"Good. Don't try anything funny. Even the expert you brought was taken down by me, let alone a little shrimp like you."
As Morin spoke, his gaze gradually turned cold. "If I find out you dare make any suspicious moves, believe me—you won't want to know what kind of fate awaits you!!" The accountant bodyguard immediately shuddered.
Seeing this, Morin finally removed his foot and helped him up from the ground.
At the same time, his expression changed instantly.
"There's no need to be so afraid~"
He spoke amiably. "This is good for both of us."
"You help me get identification documents, and I've already taken care of your boss for you."
"That means your boss's bad debts, hidden funds, even the shares he held in the bank—all of them are ownerless now."
The frightened accountant bodyguard froze for a moment, then a spark suddenly lit up in his eyes.
Seeing that expression, Morin's lips curled into another smile.
"I have absolutely no interest in your boss's other assets or wealth."
"And you were both his personal bodyguard and accountant. He even brought you along for matters like this, so I imagine you were close. You should know quite a few of his little secrets, right?"
"If so, there's plenty of room to maneuver here."
As the bodyguard accountant's eyes grew brighter and brighter, Morin seemed to transform into a demon tempting him.
"There's still a wonderful life and future waiting for you. At a time like this, is it worth playing tricks on me and possibly throwing your life away?"
The other man subconsciously shook his head.
"That's right. You wouldn't want the wealth that should have fallen into your hands to be snatched away by someone else, would you?"
"I wouldn't!"
He blurted it out, his breathing already growing rapid.
"If you don't, then do as I say."
Morin spoke softly, his eyes gradually becoming dark and profound.
Guiding an evil person toward goodness was difficult, but guiding an evil person toward becoming even more evil was absurdly easy. All it took was an opportunity. The opportunity Morin gave the bodyguard accountant was the money and status he could secure for himself after the bank owner's death, since he knew so many of the man's secrets.
For the sake of his bright future, the bodyguard accountant did his utmost to cooperate with Morin.
Eight perfectly legitimate identification documents, all meeting every required procedure.
Even a map of the entire world, the current state of affairs, common knowledge about the world, and many secrets unknown to the general public.
He told Morin everything in full detail.
This gave Morin an even clearer understanding of the Six Continents World.
Incidentally, he also learned the truth about that hook-nosed Nen user.
That guy was named Gerkan. He was a Nen user whom the former fat bank owner had met and befriended by chance.
It was also because of Gerkan that the fat bank owner learned Nen users existed in this world.
Gerkan seemed to have committed some sort of crime elsewhere and had come to this remote little city to hide.
According to the bodyguard accountant, Gerkan had most likely become addicted after taking some kind of white powder. He committed crimes outside in order to get more of it. Afterward, he fled to this small city, where he and the fat bank owner hit it off immediately.
He helped the fat bank owner deal with certain filthy, shameful matters, while the fat bank owner supplied Gerkan with that white powder in exchange.
"So he's a drug addict???"
Thinking of the man's gaunt frame, as well as what he had demanded from the fat bank owner after killing the three bandits, Morin could not help shaking his head.
In Morin's view, no matter how utterly depraved a criminal might be, there were two crimes that were absolutely unforgivable.
One was selling and using that white powder, and the other was human trafficking.
After learning this, Morin no longer felt any sympathy for Gerkan, who was about to suffer Feitan's torture.
He deserved it!
After getting everything he wanted, Morin kept his promise. He did not take the bodyguard accountant's life and instead left alone.
As for what sort of turmoil would arise in this small city afterward, or who would take control of the bank, that was no longer Morin's concern. Pulling away from the whirlpool without getting a single drop of water on himself suited Morin's character of keeping a low profile and quietly making a fortune.
Under the night sky, Morin's figure leaped across the rooftops.
Clear, pure moonlight fell over him, making him look like a silver wolf wandering beneath the moon.
Before returning to the alley, Morin made a special trip to the largest bookstore in the city.
He bought all sorts of specialized books related to this world, including natural histories, monster guides, records of secret realms, and more.
The owner, who had been sleeping soundly, was awakened by the disturbance and got up with an angry scowl.
But when Morin took out stacks of Jenny, the man's anger immediately vanished.
Smiling so broadly that his face wrinkled, he even recommended several useful books to Morin.
Loaded down with his purchases, Morin soon arrived at the alley.
After all the commotion that night, dawn had begun to faintly brighten the sky.
After coughing lightly at the wall, a pink door immediately appeared on its surface.
Morin skillfully opened the door and walked inside.
Once his gadgets had been taken out, they merely consumed Nen ability during use. It was not as though others could not use them. For example, after Morin had drawn several Bamboo-Copters through consecutive sign-ins, he could freely lend them to others.
After entering the house within the independent space, Morin saw Uvogin and Franklin arm-wrestling.
Layers of aura had already appeared around Franklin, and he had become a Nen user as well.
Pakunoda was trying to turn her aura into the number "T-9," as Machi had taught her.
Although this method was most suitable for Nen users of the Transmutation type, it was also a good way for those who had only just mastered Nen to familiarize themselves with it.
Nobunaga leaned lazily against one side in boredom. Feitan, who had just opened the door for Morin, was wiping his hands with a rag.
As for Chrollo, he stared at the cup in front of him with a thoughtful expression.
"Yo, you're back, Morin."
Uvogin greeted Morin through gritted teeth.
His eyes remained fixed on the arm locked in battle with Franklin's.
Thud!
Finally, after using all his strength, Uvogin forced Franklin's hand down.
"Hahaha, I won again!!"
Uvogin exclaimed excitedly, extremely proud of his arm strength.
"What monstrous strength."
Franklin wiped the sweat from his forehead. Uvogin's power was indeed difficult for him to handle.
"I'm not from the Enhancement type, after all. Being able to do this much is already no easy feat."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Morin as well.
"That's amazing!"
Franklin praised him sincerely.
"You went out only once, yet captured a qualified Nen user alive and obtained a huge sum of money."
"With skills like that, it's only natural for you to be our Vice-Leader."
Feitan spoke in a muffled voice, but his tone showed that he had been completely convinced by Morin's abilities.
"Just luck."
Morin smiled.
"Once is luck."
"Twice might be coincidence."
"But coincidences don't go this smoothly."
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