There were six continents in this world's territory.
Although there were hundreds of countries, only five could truly represent the six continents:
The Orchimar Federation, the Begroce United Nations, the Sahelta United States, the Minbo Republic, and the Gugan Jade Kingdom, where Moro was headed.
These five global powers were known as V5. They possessed absolute influence in United Nations affairs and a voice capable of shaping international trends.
Before the national strength of the world powers, even the strongest Nen users were no more than the moon and stars, elephants and ants...
And from the names of the V5 nations, the differences between them were quite apparent.
The first four powers had already adopted democratic systems, while the Gugan Jade Kingdom still maintained a monarchy.
Therefore, to Moro, the Gugan Jade Kingdom carried an indescribable sense of fantasy, something distinctly different from modern society.
But more accurately speaking, this world known as Hunter x Hunter... accommodated a worldview that could only be called bizarre and fantastical.
In this world, one could see skyscrapers born of industrial civilization, as well as ancient villages still living in harmony with nature.
One could see soldiers armed with fine firearms, as well as imposing guards clad in armor and bearing swords and shields.
One could see modern civilization coexisting with ancient civilization.
One could see routes forged by airships and giant vessels, as well as the endless Demon Realm and Secret Realms.
One could even see the renowned assassin family, the Zoldycks, operating as a legitimate tax-paying profession.
Put simply—
Anything strange or fantastical that one might imagine existing or developing was perfectly normal in this world.
So when Moro flipped through a travel brochure about the Gugan Jade Kingdom in the airport waiting hall and saw the notice that the royal family could execute civilians on the spot for various crimes of blasphemy, he was not particularly surprised.
After closing the brochure, Moro did not return it to the shelf. Instead, he tucked it away close to his body, intending to read it aboard the airship.
He was a Nen user. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was practically a superhuman.
But before a great power, he was still a tiny speck of dust. That was why he needed to abide by the so-called rules and regulations of such nations.
Even the famed powerhouse Netero would have been no different in that regard.
Of course, the Phantom Troupe was one of the exceptions.
They had dared to tear away the last shred of dignity from Navis, a nation that was still stronger than a dying camel compared to a horse. What would they not dare to do?
So-called systems and laws were little more than decorations before the Phantom Troupe.
Thus, outsiders who did not know the reason behind it could never understand the Phantom Troupe's audacious conduct.
Yet this Class-A criminal organization had managed to remain standing all this time.
Was it a miracle, luck, or perhaps ability?
No one could say for sure.
But one thing was certain—
These criminals, who prided themselves on being from Meteor City, appeared in world news from time to time. While drawing people's attention, they naturally caused people to hold a trace of awe toward Meteor City.
More than ten minutes later.
Moro boarded the airship.
This luxury airship put into civilian service was a full size larger than standard airships.
The entire airship had two levels.
Other than the cockpit, the airship's interior followed a ring-shaped layout.
The central area contained passenger rooms and places such as restaurants and bars, all enclosed by a corridor lined with viewing windows. Along the outermost ring were several open-air observation decks.
The airship's VIP cabins and cockpit were both located on the upper level.
In terms of privacy and spaciousness, the VIP cabins had unparalleled advantages, and naturally came with a hefty price tag.
Moro had directly booked three adjacent VIP cabins. After boarding, he intended to head straight upstairs and remain in his room until the airship reached its destination.
It was currently the time when passengers were boarding one after another, and the public area on the first level was exceptionally lively.
Dressed entirely in black, Moro had no intention of squeezing into the crowd. He stood in an inconspicuous corner, waiting for the flow of people to disperse.
As he waited, his gaze habitually swept across the crowd before suddenly stopping at the end of the boarding queue.
Three people stood there.
The person in the middle wore loose clothing and had the full trio of a hat, sunglasses, and a mask on. Still, one could vaguely tell that she was a woman.
Of the other two, one was tall and powerfully built, at least two meters in height. She wore a black suit with an unmistakable bodyguard style, had rough features and braided hair, yet could still be identified as a woman from her facial characteristics.
Compared to the muscular female bodyguard, the other person was far smaller in build.
He had black-and-yellow spiky hair, with a braid tied at the back of his head like a tiger's tail. He wore what looked like a tracksuit, likewise dominated by black and yellow.
What drew even more attention, however, was the enormous character for Tiger on his shoulder.
The positions of these two clearly showed that they were protecting the heavily concealed woman.
The reason Moro's attention had been drawn was not the woman's unusually thorough disguise, but the spiky-haired man protecting her.
Tiger of the Twelve Zodiacs...
From his highly distinctive appearance and attire, Moro immediately recognized his identity, then recalled his profession—
A Treasure Hunter and bodyguard.
It seemed he had accepted a bodyguard assignment.
After his gaze passed over the thoroughly concealed woman in the middle, Moro quickly withdrew it.
Even though Moro's gaze had lingered for less than two seconds and passed through the shifting crowd, Tiger Kan Kai still noticed it.
Without concealing it in the slightest, he scrutinized Moro standing in the corner. Most of his attention was on Moro's head, where he could see a wisp of naturally leaking aura, like faint smoke, just as there was above the heads of the surrounding passengers.
A Nen user...
Although Moro's disguise was extremely natural, there was nowhere for it to hide before Kan Kai's eyes.
As a professional Bodyguard Hunter, discernment was the most basic ability.
The other members of the Twelve Zodiacs could freely and cheerfully mock Kan Kai's level of education, but they would never underestimate his ability to judge people.
Since Kan Kai could see through Moro's disguise at a glance, he could naturally tell that Moro's earlier gaze had carried no hostility, only curiosity.
Even so, Kan Kai added Moro to the list of people who needed to be watched closely.
"Is there something wrong with that person?"
The muscular female bodyguard on the other side was also a Nen user. Although she had noticed Moro as well, she had failed to see through his identity as a Nen user.
Still, she trusted that Kan Kai had a reason for staring at him. She immediately lowered her voice and asked Kan Kai through her earpiece.
"We'll talk once we're in the cabin."
Kan Kai replied, his gaze constantly shifting as he remained alert at all times.
He had looked over every passenger and identified only Moro as a Nen user.
However, Kan Kai knew very well that eyesight or Gaze alone could not necessarily uncover certain strange things skilled at hiding.
Therefore, although he was certain that Moro was the only Nen user among the passengers, he still left room for continued suspicion.
This highly hypothetical approach undoubtedly reflected Kan Kai's professional traits.
And the facts proved—
Kan Kai's view was not merely paranoia.
Within the shadows of certain passengers...
There were hidden traces that no one else could see.
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